“This happens now.” Dusk growled, his bright diamond eyes tearing into Layla as he stared down at her, murderous and sexy as hell. Those eyes flicked to Adrian standing behind her, and Layla saw their fierce heat as Dusk spoke again. “I can’t resist it anymore, no matter the consequences. I need this, all three of us, right now. And no one is leaving until it’s done.”
“I’m in.” Adrian growled with an answering heat, a blistering aqua-gold fire in his eyes. “Layla? Are you in?”
“Well, I’m the one between you both, so I guess so.” Layla quipped, breathless as they both gripped her, kneading her hips and waist. “Just be careful? I’ve never done anything like this before…”
“We’ll be careful, I promise.” Adrian spoke hotly by her ear, his sweet lips smoothing over the skin of her neck now.
“But not too careful.” Dusk growled down at her, a blisteringly dark smile lifting his lips. As if their passion watching Amira’s dance had just been foreplay, Layla’s body came to a very high alert now. And with a dark tightness in the muscles of her two bound Royal Dragons, she felt Adrian and Dusk respond.
Their decision made.
A deep eagerness was in Dusk as he corralled her close, his strong, warm hands palming her waist and massaging into her gown as Layla sighed, pressed deeper into his solid, warm body and hard, delicious muscle. Adrian’s tense, lean height pressed close to her back in his elegant three-piece suit, his smooth lips finding her nape and tasting her. Layla’s entire body clenched and relaxed at the same time, giving in to it as Adrian kissed her neck with a simmering passion, his jasmine scent curling all around her. He gave a low, possessive growl and Layla’s hand rose, her fingertips finding Adrian’s angular jaw and soft stubble as his cheek moved to hers.
Diving in her lips, his power found her tongue as he licked his spiced breath deep into her mouth. But Adrian’s etheric kissing pushed Layla more firmly into Dusk, and Dusk gave a low growl in his chest as they were thrust together. Sliding his hands down her hips, Dusk cupped her ass through her fine silk – even as Adrian slid his hands down, gathering her gown up. As Dusk gripped her ass with his strong hands, Adrian’s hot fingertips smoothed over her bare thighs. His magic followed the rise of her gown, curling up her ankles and licking behind her knees – sliding higher as it coiled to her inner thighs.
Relentless, Adrian’s power slipped upward, teasing Layla with the promise of everything he had given her during the show. It was decadent, and Layla fell back into his touch as Adrian’s lips found her neck again. Kissing her, Adrian bit Layla gently, possessive, as his magic reached her cleft, licking her in a slow, hot stroke. She gasped as her eyelashes fluttered, her Dragon rioting in her veins to feel the subtle yet roaring power of her mate.
But one mate was not enough. As Layla fell back into Adrian, Dusk pushed up very close against her now. As Adrian’s hot winds licked her, Dusk bent his head, his soft lips finding hers. Easing her lips open, exploring her, Dusk growled as their tongues met. As Dusk pulled her close by the waist, growling into her mouth, Adrian gripped her hips, sliding one hand in.
Sliding his fingertips over her below, Adrian used his other hand to gather Layla close at the throat as he touched her. Layla cried out, spasming as Adrian gripped her neck and stroked her, trapped by Dusk’s body and his kiss upon her lips. As Adrian’s fingers slid sweetly between her legs while his magic pressed up inside her, Layla cried out again, breaking her kiss with Dusk as Dusk gave a sub-basso growl that thundered straight to Layla’s core – augmenting what Adrian was doing like gasoline on a bonfire.
Gripping his hands into Layla’s waist and ass, Dusk hauled her roughly against him so she could feel how hot and hard he was. She melted against him, crying out as he growled into the other side of her neck, flooding her with pleasure, biting at her skin as Adrian gripped her throat. Rolled by pleasure, Layla fell back into Adrian even as she collapsed into Dusk, succumbing to them both; letting them hold her up. Her knees were weak, her entire body shuddering so hard she thought she might shift. On both sides, she could feel the muscle and hardness of her Royal Dragons, pressed firmly against her through their fine suits.
Wanting to possess her properly.
Adrian growled into the side of Layla’s throat now as he gripped her hard, sliding his fingers in deep where his magic had already gone. It was as if there were two presences inside Layla and she cried out harder, sinking into her Royal Dragons as a wave of bourbon-orange heat surged through the room, knocking glassware off a side-bar and dumping a vase of flowers over on the breakfasting table. As Layla cried out again in pleasure, Dusk trapped it with his kiss, punishing her sweetly at the lips with his power thundering into her as Adrian punished her with his fingers and hot winds below. Layla shuddered as she screamed with a heady bliss into Dusk’s mouth, bucking in Adrian’s grip only to have him secure her harder with his formidable strength.
She was sobbing into Dusk’s kiss now, shuddering with pleasure as Adrian pushed her deep; as both drakes wrapped her in their arms and secured her between their hard, amazing bodies. Thrusting waves of magic through her with their movements, they pushed her, driving her higher by a voracious, thundering need. Layla succumbed in their arms, gasping as Dusk suddenly heaved against her – stumbling her and Adrian back against the stout post of her bed and slamming all three of them together.
The power between them skyrocketed as Adrian’s fingers and magic thrust up into Layla hard from Dusk’s push. Layla spilled over into climax, screaming into Dusk’s mouth as she was devoured by a wave that clenched everything and sent her spiraling up in a golden flood. All that passion needed somewhere to go, and it went straight into her two Royal Dragons, slamming like a punch through their Bind as it inundated them with golden light and heat. Dusk and Adrian gasped as it rolled them, and Layla’s drakaina roared all through her as she cried out in glorious abandon.
Layla was a wild thing as she heaved between her bound men, needing their hands to tear away her silk gown; needing to rip and shred their fine suits from their amazing bodies. She was a beast of ecstasy as her men quickened, breathing hard as they hauled her up roughly between them so she was no longer standing on the floor but caught in their arms.
But as all three of them began to heave with sex and passion, even as the Bind-magic raged to throw them all desperately out of control, Layla felt both men corral it back. With hard breaths, Dusk and Adrian wrangled Layla’s magic by hot and cool coils of power wrapping around her wrists and ankles, around her torso, throat, and deep inside her. Layla cried out, screaming with pleasure as their magic bound her, making her writhe upon them both like an animal.
She was losing herself, falling into the passion of her Dragon – but they weren’t. Holding her grounded, pushing her higher, they heaved hard breaths as Adrian’s gaze flashed with fire and Dusk’s blazed with diamonds – regarding each other with a dark, sexily cruel understanding.
As she shuddered between Dusk and Adrian, nearly wild with abandon, Layla quailed with a heady, delicious terror, knowing what that look meant. Her bound men were ready to show her what they could really do to a woman caught between them.
They were ready to show Layla what they could really do with her, as their passions raged in the depths of the night.
CHAPTER 15 – TRIO
Holding her up between them, Dusk and Adrian walked Layla to the bed, throwing her down and securing her fast with their magics. As Dusk and Adrian crawled onto the bed with her, heat and disaster in their eyes, Layla writhed, caught by their power. Invisible scales smooth as silk slid over every part of her; enormous muscled coils squeezed her, pinning her to the bed even as she arched hard against them, her fingers clawing into her curls and her hands sliding down her body.
Reaching out, Dusk passed his fingers slowly over her face and Layla cried out, obliterated by desire. Adrian’s hot muscled power coiled more tightly around her neck as it pressed up between her legs, hot and thick. As Adrian shed his jacket and shoes to the floor, rolling up his shirtsleeves, and Dusk kicked off his shoes also for their impending play, Layla whimpered even as she gasped. Touching herself, she bit her inner arm at the delay as her arms raised up above her head.
Needing her bound Royal Dragons so hard it hurt.
“Gods, she’s beautiful.”Dusk rumbled gently as he passed his fingertips over her face again. Layla whimpered, arching, her lips seeking his fingers. Obliging, he slowly teased his warm fingers over her lips and she sighed. Tracing her lips, she felt Dusk growl as her tongue reached out to taste him – as if tasting far more than just his fingers.
“She is beautiful.” Adrian agreed in his low baritone, as his warm hand found her cheek. Stroking her cheek with his knuckles, Adrian’s touch smoothed over her jaw and down the side of her neck, tracing the edge of her gown. The pleasure was so acute it made Layla arch again, wanting him to touch her breasts. But Adrian merely chuckled, securing her more firmly around the throat with his magics. Layla mewled, and he slipped just the edge of his finger beneath the silk, stroking her breast. He was so close to her nipple that Layla mewled again – though he only punished her sweetly between the thighs with his magic in response, that thick heat moving slowly in and out of her.
Layla arched, her eyelashes fluttering as Adrian’s magic took her. He let her this time, easing his coil around her neck until she arched all the way up to the crown of her head on the firm mattress. It brushed Adrian’s knuckle over her nipple as Dusk’s fingers brushed her lips and she cried out, shuddering with pleasure. Through her fluttering eyelashes, she saw Adrian give a cruel, sexy smile, even as something diabolically hot glinted in Dusk’s eyes. They glanced at each other, and then Adrian stretched out beside Layla, his thick coil of heat ceasing to move, but pulsing gently inside her as he stroked his knuckle over her nipple.
“Layla…” Adrian breathed at her neck, as Dusk leaned over her, his fingers now delicately replaced by his oh-so-soft lips teasing over hers. “What are we going to do with you?”
“Fuck me! Please!” She gasped, writhing with need at their teasing.
