“Thank the gods you have arrived,” Conyac says approaching us. “I’m glad you are here, princess. I need you both tonight.”
As Conyac’s men mount the walls and begin firing blazing arrows at the oncoming Org army, Conyac, Trav, and I burst into the air in our dragon forms. We fly above the castle walls, taking in the numbers of enemy below us.
Trav attacks first, unleashing his fiery breath on a squadron a thousand strong. The Orgs burst into flames, screaming, and writhing as they die. Conyac attacks next, swooping above another squadron of Orgs.
He blows his frost breath at the Orgs closest to the castle. Their bodies are frozen solid instantly. He swoops to the ground, in a crash that reverberates through the earth. The shockwaves burst the ice, and the frozen Orgs shatter into a thousand pieces.
There are still many Orgs attacking. I know it is my turn, and I will not hesitate to do my part. I swoop, aiming at the oncoming army. I open my mouth and scream. The sound cracks their skulls and shatters their bones. A thousand Orgs lay broken and bloodied on the ground. I smile, knowing my power is great.
But there are still many Orgs, and I will not have my dragon breath again for some time. Without making the hilock, I do not have the power of the monarchs. I can only use my sound shock once an hour. It cannot wait; the battle must be won now.
I fly to where Conyac and Trav have landed and have transformed into their mortal forms. I land beside them and shift, gripping my sword. Now that I am a woman again, fear rises in my chest and grips my stomach. I think I’m gonna hurl.
“With me,” Conyac shouts lifting his sword. There is no time to think. We dart into the fray along with the rest of Conyac’s troops.
I draw my sword, growling as I hurl myself into battle. Both strength and skill I didn’t know that I had emerge as I move in my deadly dance. The dragon born princes and I fight back to back, hacking through the deformed bodies of the Orgs.
Sticking close to the princes, I slice and kick and punch the enemy, until a pile of bodies lies at my feet. I glance over my shoulder to see Conyac dart into dragon form and fly several hundred yards ahead of us into the battle. He transforms back into a man and begins to fight ferociously, hacking one Org after the next.
A new legion of Orgs sprints over the hill and assaults Conyac all at once. He attacks them, their bloodied forms falling to the ground at his feet. I continue fighting, but when I look up I see several hundred Orgs jumping on Conyac from behind. I scream, and Conyac begins to shift, but an Org stabs him in the gut. Conyac staggers, bleeding from a mortal wound. He slices the Org’s head off before falling to his knees.
I scream. “Help him!” I jump into the air in my dragon form and land beside Conyac, biting and snapping at the Orgs, until they fall back. I nudge a still conscious Conyac onto my back and fly him into the castle.
I know we must get him to Gizmel as quickly as possible. But the keep is still under attack. As I land, I see Trav’s dragon bounding over the walls. He lands before me and shifts.
“Fly him back to Skyland Castle. I will stay here and defend the fortress.”
“I cannot ask you to risk your life for my lands,” Conyac sputters, holding his side as blood oozes from his wound. I cannot stand waiting. I roar at the arguing men. There is no time for this. I must get him back to Skyland.
I jump into the air and fly swiftly through the night towards my castle. Conyac holds tightly to my neck, but I feel him slipping more and more as the moments pass. “I’m not going to make it, my lady,” he moans from my back.
I feel him slipping from my back and quickly swoop to an open meadow in the middle of a dark forest. The night sky is blanketed with stars, and the first hints of dawn color the horizon.
Conyac falls from my back into the soft grass. “No,” I say as I shift, kneeling beside him and cradling his head in my lap.
“It’s okay, Dani. I’ve had a good life. I want you to know, before I leave this world. I love you.”
“Conyac. No.” Tears fall down my cheeks as I rock him in my arms. Something overtakes me, some inner knowing, and I begin to sing. The sound is more powerful than anything I could have ever imagined coming from my body. The song is something ancient and arcane. It is similar to my dragon power, but soft and gentle like a summer rain.
All at once, Conyac’s bleeding stops. He gasps, sitting up next to me. He grips my shoulders and looks into my eyes as the sun rises over the meadow. Pale yellow light brightens into gold as he gazes at me.
“You’ve healed me with your song,” he whispers.
“I have,” I say. I don’t know how I did it. I am overcome with the mystery of it and begin to cry big, hot tears that fall and splash on the ground.
Conyac holds me to his chest and makes soothing sounds as he rocks me. “Don’t be afraid, princess.”
“I’m not afraid. I’m…” I don’t know why I’m crying. If I had been able to heal during the war on Earth, I would have been able to help so many people. I would have been able to heal myself.
“Let’s get you back to Skyland.”
We fly back to Skyland and land as the morning sun begins to warm the earth. Sparrows fly in the burgeoning light, and we walk hand in hand into the castle. I remember the siege on Castle Blackwell and feel foolish for having forgotten.
“Should we go back to your fortress?” I ask him as we stand on the stairs leading into my palace. In the air above the gardens, I see Trav’s red dragon form. He swoops and transforms before storming up the stairs.
“Castle Blackwell is lost,” Trav says angrily as he approaches.
“No,” I say, shocked. Everything they told me would happen if I didn’t choose a king is happening. I can’t help but feel responsible. If we had the power of the monarchy, we could have defeated the Orgs easily.
“This is my fault,” I say, a tear falling to the stone stair.
“Nothing is your fault,” says Conyac, gripping my hand.
“The Org sent reinforcements after you left,” Trav says. “Your people fled when the Org took the keep. Most of them made it to safety.”
“Damn,” Conyac swears.
“Dani,” Trav says, looking at me intently. “You must choose. You must make the hilock with one of us and bestow the power of the monarchy on the King and Queen of Endor.”
“I know. I know. But… You don’t understand.”
“What don’t we understand, my lady?” Conyac says, enfolding me in his arms.
“I… I love you both. I want to bond with both of you. I can’t imagine choosing only one.”
Conyac and Trav look at each other and then at me. My inner dragon roars in approval. It’s as if that is what she wanted all along.
“You want to make hilock with us both?” Trav asks.
“Gizmel suggested it before. He thought it would be possible,” I say, embarrassed. I bite my lip and draw my brows together, waiting to hear the response.
“Is that even possible?” Conyac asks.
“I’ve never heard of such a thing,” Trav says.
“I believe it could be possible,” Gizmel says coming to join us outside.
The princes look at each other and then back at me. “So,” Trav muses. “You will make hilock with both of us at the same time?”
Chapter 24
“Let us begin,” Trav says, grabbing my arm and pulling me up the stairs. I hold onto Conyac’s hand as we walk into the palace. My heart is pounding in my ears, and I can barely see through the tunnel vision in my eyes. I’m already panting and sweating.
“I don’t know if I’m ready for this,” I say. My dragon roars in my head, clawing and scraping at the corners of my mind. She berates me for my weakness, and I know she’s right. I need to get over myself. Conyac’s castle was lost. The Org army is gaining strength every day. All that I have to do is make love to two men that I know I care for and have already made love with.
Trav hurries me upstairs, Conyac following right behind. I can already feel my ar
ousal boiling at the base of my spine. The mixture of anxiety and desire are a potent combination. When Conyac closes my chamber door behind us, I don’t protest when the princes begin to remove my clothes.
“Shouldn’t we bathe first?” I ask, gulping. We were just in battle, and blood and sweat cover our clothes and skin.
“No time,” Trav grunts.
“Nonsense. Let us begin in the bath. We want the princess to be relaxed, don’t we?” Conyac says.
I breathe a sigh of relief. At least I’ll be clean and fresh for this experience. Making love to two men at the same time is probably more intimidating than facing the Org army on my own. What are they going to do to me? Where are they going to put…all their stuff? I close my eyes as the princes disrobe.
They lead me into the bathroom where a warm bath is already ready and waiting for us. Conyac helps me step inside, and I dip under the warm scented water, ducking in to wash my face and hair. The princes are both naked and standing before me outside the tub. I can see they are already aroused, their proud shafts stiff and ready to do whatever it is they plan to do to me.
I bite my lip as I watch them step into the water and join me in the warmth of the bath. Conyac takes scented soap and rubs it over my shoulders and over my breasts, while Trav soaps my hair. We remove the dirt and blood from our bodies. We are fresh and clean before Trav wraps his arms around me from behind and presses his thick, stiff cock against my back.
Conyac pulls out a bottle of scented oil and drizzles it over my breasts. Trav licks my earlobes from behind and kisses down my neck as his fingers dig between my thighs. Conyac caresses my slick breasts, pinching my nipples between his fingers.
Trav’s oiled fingertips thrust between my legs and press against my slit, slipping inside. I take a sharp breath before Conyac claims my mouth, kissing me passionately and deeply. Sandwiched between them again, this time oiled and naked, my entire body is on fire.
I’m moaning and panting, my pussy weeping wetness and my nipples as tight as steel divots on my swollen breasts. All I want is for them to touch me, to take me, to make me their queen. Conyac kisses down my neck and takes my nipple into his mouth while he strokes my other breast with his deft hand.
Trav pulls my face toward him from behind and flicks his tongue between my lips as his fingers press against my inflamed clit. His cock is so hard against me. I want it inside. I press against him, asking for more. He groans as he kisses me and runs his other hand over my ass, oiling my tight hole.
Conyac stands up in the water and pulls me forward until I’m facing his erection. My mouth waters, and I can smell the fresh scent of his skin and the musk of his flesh. He grips the base of his cock and angles it towards my mouth. Trav is oiling my pussy and ass from behind, and he slips his fingers into my hungry channel.
I open my mouth for Conyac, and the spongy tip of his dick pushes through my lips. I grip his hips as his manhood slips further and further down my throat. Trav begins to fuck me with his fingers from behind, as he flicks my clit and plays with my ass.
As I suck Conyac, I begin to orgasm. It comes slowly at first but then builds to a frighteningly intense pitch. I’m moaning so loudly with Conyac inside me, but he doesn’t stop thrusting into my face. Trav pushes the tip of his thumb inside my oiled ass.
My pussy is still clenching, throbbing as I come. Trav slaps my ass and sinks his thumb even deeper inside before I can feel the tip of his cock press against my wet channel. His cock pushes against my opening as his thumb slips from inside my ass. He grips my hips and sinks into my pussy.
Conyac weaves his fingers through my hair as he thrusts into my face. I’m holding on for dear life as both of the men consume me. They take me in an alternating rhythm as I am packed between them.
I feel myself coming again as Conyac’s cock widens inside my mouth. He spills his seed as Trav grunts from behind and his hot cum fills my core. We sit back in the water, the men on either side, their arms around me.
Still throbbing and lightheaded I say, “Did we make hilock?”
“That was just the beginning,” Trav says, as he rubs my thigh under the water.
“We must take you in every possible way. And then when we are done, we will give you the mating bite, together,” Conyac says.
“I hope this works,” Trav says. “Having two kings will give us even more power. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it myself.”
“Because you wanted the power of the monarch for yourself,” Conyac jests.
“My one concern is the safety of our world,” Trav says, defending himself.
“I know it is, my friend. Let us make peace, for we will all the married together. It won’t do for us to have animosity between us,” Conyac says, offering his arm to Trav.
Trav stares at his arm and frowns. Sitting between them, I fear that Trav will reject Conyac’s offer of peace. But Trav reaches out and grasps Conyac’s arm in a symbol of brotherhood and camaraderie. I breathe a sigh of relief and smile, putting my arms around both men’s shoulders. I kiss one on the cheek and then the other.
Mating with them at the same time was the best idea I’ve ever had. My dragon roars in agreement.
Chapter 25
We are locked in my chamber for the rest of the night. The servants leave wine and food outside the chamber door, and the princes bring it in for us to feast on between our lovemaking sessions. They still haven’t given me the bite, and they still haven’t taken me in the way that I fear most.
I’m a backdoor virgin, but I know the inevitable is coming. They told me as much because they continue to make comments as they prepare me to take both of them in turn. I’ve had them all over me. These princes seem to have an inexhaustible amount of stamina.
After a few glasses of wine and a bowl of fruit, they’re both ready to go again, but I tell them I must sleep at least for a few hours. Trav insists we go on. But Conyac assures him that we can continue making hilock after I’ve rested. I crawl into bed with both princes beside me and close my heavy eyes to sleep.
I’m woken to the feeling of hands on my hips, my belly, and my breasts. Stiff shafts are pressed against my back and stomach, lips kiss my cheeks and my neck. I’m instantly aroused, gushing between my legs, ready to take them yet again.
I crack my eyes open, seeing the faint pale light of morning seeping through the lattice covered windows. I groan as I stretch my back and turn over. I don’t know whose hands are where, but the feeling of four hands caressing my skin is already driving me wild.
“It’s time,” I hear Trav whisper in my ear. I purr as their hands continue to move over my skin. They are on either side of me, and I feel them hard against me. I am ready for whatever it will take to become queen. My inner dragon roars as I lift my chin to kiss Conyac.
Trav’s hand runs up my thigh, and I feel the trickle of oil run between my ass cheeks. Conyac’s hands run between my legs, rubbing the oil over my sex.
I’m sore from a full night of lovemaking, but my body opens to their touch nonetheless. Conyac lifts my leg over his hips and presses the head of his cock against my opening.
They wrap their hands around me and suddenly, I’m on top of Conyac and Trav is behind me. They lift me onto Conyac’s shaft, and they pull me down to the base. He’s deep inside but holds still as Trav rubs me from behind.
His finger presses into my well-oiled hole, dipping deep. My body stretches around him. I’m gasping and panting; my mind rebels against what I know is about to happen. Trav removes his finger and replaces it with the tip of his shaft.
Conyac kisses me all over my neck and chest, encouraging me to open. But I groan loudly as Trav begins to stretch my body open with his thick cock.
As he inches inside me, Conyac tilts back, pulling himself out, until he’s barely inside me. Trav sinks deeper as I whimper. My nipples are tight as buds, and my skin is pricked with goosebumps.
“Ohhhh,” I groan, as Trav sinks inside me. He holds me there before pulling slowly back
. As Trav moves out, Conyac thrusts back inside.
The feeling of fullness overwhelms me and sends me into the stratosphere. My dragon is rolling and writhing with utter joy, and I cannot help but ride on the wave of her pleasure.
Conyac reaches down and flicks my clit as he kisses my neck and nibbles my ear. They pump in and out of me, alternating slowly but firmly as they take my body.
I shudder with release, almost against my will. The intrusion inside me feels like too much, but I’m coming anyway.
My body clenches around the stiff rods filling me to the brim. I cry out with pleasure and pain as I feel Conyac and Trav swell inside me simultaneously. We all come in a writhing mass of sweaty oiled bodies, and we fall back panting and sated.
“Oh God, that was insane,” I say, my chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. “Was that it? Why didn’t you bite me?”
“We aren’t finished yet,” Conyac says. “I need to fill your tight hole as well. Then and only then, we will bite you just as we release together.”
“Holy shit, guys, I don’t know how much more I can take. Isn’t once in my ass first thing in the morning enough?” I tease.
“I will be gentle. Let us bathe you again and eat something. Then we will be ready for the final act of bonding. We will make hilock together.”
I groan and roll over on my stomach. My body is like a live wire of need, and Trav’s hand on my ass makes me want to take them again already, right here and now.
I bound up on my knees and hop off the bed before trotting into the bathroom. I really could use a bath. My skin is covered in fluids and cum.
I let the tub fill and step inside. Conyac and Trav join me a moment later, and we wash each other lovingly. They focus on me, rubbing my hair and body with soap and oil.
I don’t know how I got so lucky. What girl wouldn’t want two hot dragon princes of her very own?
After our bath, we eat a hearty breakfast. I’m famished after so much sex. I don’t think I’ve ever done it so much in my life. I definitely have never done it with two men at the same time.