Rhennic moaned as his massive hardness was sheathed to the hilt inside Layla again, and she cried out in ecstasy as he gripped her throat and hips, driving himself into her over and over like a madman. He took her now, hard and fast, and Layla loved it, her drakaina devouring that pummeling ecstasy even as she felt how much Fury’s silver-dark Siren pushed them all desperately out of control. But stroking Rhennic and Layla between their legs as they fucked, and kissing Layla deeper with every thrust, Reginald was the master here; directing all that careening eros and weaving it into a bright, strong coil that included all of them. Just as Layla was careening up into the sky like a roaring comet, Reginald suddenly growled, hauling Rhennic hard into Layla with his magic as he devoured Layla with his kiss. Layla felt her blood pulled in a wave all through her body as Reginald’s magic surged up impossibly high.
And then he thrust the vastness of his power up inside her from between her legs – at the exact same moment Fury did also.
Layla exploded into devastating orgasm, sundered by the sensation of all three Royal Dragons shoved inside her to the hilt at once. The sensation was massive, as two metaphysical phalluses and one physical one stretched her impossibly wide, coring her impossibly deep. Shuddering, opening, her power devoured them all as her body did also; bursting with the pleasure of all three drakes inside her at the same time. Storms in the ocean flooded her, blitzing brighter than a thousand comets as Layla came and came again.
Exploding through them all in a tower of golden light.
Layla felt that blaze thunder through Reginald, Rhennic, and Fury far away. As if the three men had always been meant to match each other, Layla felt their powers lock deep inside her – as the Bind blazed new paths directly between them all like it had once done with Adrian and Dusk. All three drakes roared in bliss, their voices wild with the impossible overtones and bass notes of their Dragons as their power careened. An explosion of gold, white, silver, and violet lightning blazed through the room as deafening thunder slit the sky. Hail big as boulders crashed to the balcony outside as spines of pure lightning shot from Rhennic’s shoulders. He came with Layla over and over, as Fury did also far away.
As Reginald’s oceans rode them – calling them all into a vast symphony of strength.
At last, that power rushed out of them, and Reginald, Layla, and Rhennic collapsed to the bed as Fury collapsed upon his own bed far away. Lost in an endless tide of glory, Layla had no words as Reginald cuddled her front, Rhennic wrapping her in his big arms from behind as he curled around her. Blissed out, Layla couldn’t move as Reginald kissed her. Trapped by Rhennic’s enormous body, Layla reveled in his devouring warmth as she felt him heave from their exertions, his nose gently nuzzling her neck. Like a twisting golden cord, she could feel the blazing new Bind between Reginald and Rhennic, even as everything inside her ached in the most blissful way.
New Binds formed between Rhennic and Fury, and Reginald and Fury also.
As they breathed together in the afterglow, holding each other gently, Layla felt Rhennic’s fingers on her hip lace into Reginald’s. Slowly, Rhennic’s fingers above her head stroked Reginald’s hair, and Layla heard Reginald chuckle. Rhennic made a pleased rumble in his chest as thunder rolled through the sky above the palace.
“Is everyone satisfied?” Reginald spoke as he kissed Layla’s lips.
“Totally.” Layla breathed, barely able to move and loving it.
“Always.” Rhennic purred, winding Layla closer so he could reach across and touch Reginald. As Reginald’s lips found hers and Rhennic bit her neck, Layla sighed with delight, feeling the Bind glow between them like sunlight through the deeps. As her kiss left Reginald, he lifted to one elbow, Rhennic lifting up behind her –the two drakes kissing over her shoulder as her fingertips touched them both.
As Fury’s deep satisfaction poured through them all from far away.
CHAPTER 25 – BELTANE
Reveling in bliss after their explosive passion, Layla took turns kissing her Royal Storm Dragon, then her Royal Siren, enjoying their lips and slow touches as a steady oceanic heat surged between them all now like a calm harbor on a sunny day. It was how they were supposed to feel, Layla thought absently as she kissed Reginald’s silky-soft lips, as Rhennic’s big hand palmed her waist, Rhennic’s other hand twined with Reginald’s above her head. As her kiss with Reginald parted and he sighed with contentment, all three of them sighed together.
And somewhere far away, Fury sighed also.
“Much as I would prefer to do this all night,” Reginald spoke, nuzzling Layla’s nose, “we do have a show to put on.”
“The show must go on.” Rhennic rumbled languidly as his fingers stroked Reginald’s on the pillow above Layla’s head. Both of them petted Layla’s curls as they stroked each other; drifting, she closed her eyes, seeing sunlight on the water with hills of lavender and heather on the coastline.
“What if we just left?” Layla spoke, watching that luminous vision in her mind. “Just packed our bags and left right now? Nothing holds us here; Léviathan’s not even your real father, Reginald. We could just go… and never look back.”
She felt how deeply Reginald paused as he considered it. She felt the movement of his flows stop as he thought about that possibility and its repercussions. Reginald was a thoughtful creature, and as his deep tides stilled, Layla felt Rhennic come to alertness also.
But before either of them could say anything, Reginald sighed.
“I must go to the party tonight, and say my piece to Léviathan.” He spoke as he brushed his lips over Layla’s. “Though he is not my real father, there are things I must say to him, once and for all before I take my leave. There is no better moment than tonight. After that… I will be free to go where the tides take us.”
As if his words broke the spell that had befallen them, Reginald gave Layla one last kiss and a squeeze to Rhennic’s fingers before he pulled away. Pushing up from the bed, he laid eyes on them both as something deep moved in his grey-gold gaze. With the smallest smile he turned away, heading for the shower. As he washed, Layla turned over and curled close to Rhennic, knowing they had time. Cupping her ass and cuddling her close so their hips pressed together, Rhennic’s eyes were a deep violet as he gazed down upon her, radiantly wistful.
“Something wrong?” Layla asked as she reached up, stroking his bearded jaw and the soft blond hairs there.
“No.” He murmured as he kissed her lips. “Everything is just so very right that I’m truly amazed, that’s all.”
“That was pretty amazing.” Layla smiled, feeling sunlight fill her up again as she thought about everything that had just happened.
“It was,” Rhennic chuckled, though he still had that intensely beautiful sadness. Pulling her closer to his massively fit body with his big hands, Rhennic gave a wry smile. “When I first contemplated becoming part of the Bind, I didn’t know what it would mean, Layla. But once I was in it, I began to realize that all the old tales of a Bind bringing a person’s heart’s desire to fulfillment is true. For Adrian it was stability; a partner he could love who could stand strong with him against all odds. For Dusk it was strength; the strength of heart it takes to face the biggest suffering in his life and bring it crashing down. For Reginald it is passion; something he denied himself for many long years because he was afraid of its power. I thought for me it was power in a fight, that your presence in our Bind made me a strong warrior. Now I know it’s not.”
“What is it, for you?” Layla asked, smoothing her fingers over his soft beard.
“Completion.” Rhennic smiled, his eyes luminous. “I never told anyone how much I care for Reginald, because I always assumed it was impossible for us to have anything, not really. Storm Dragon Generals have to be strong, though I was also a lover in my heart of hearts. Reginald let me be that side of myself, when we were together.”
“He is a pretty good lover,” Layla whispered conspiratorially as she winked.
