Chapter 19

MADELINE

“Ready or not, here I come!” I charge at Lochness, my fingers working quickly to undo his leather pants. I’ve nearly knocked the wind out of him in my enthusiasm.

He looks down at me, a smirk playing on his lips at my antics. “Enough,” Lochness says, taking hold of my chin. “Quit being so adorable.”

I pull a face at him, murmuring a soft, “Yes, sir,” before moving aside to let him slip out of his pants. He kicks them away and leans back, a fresh smile on his face.

The darkness in his emerald eyes seems to have lessened. “You’re here for our pleasure,” Lochness reminds me, raising an eyebrow. “Remember that.”

I glance at his arousal and reach for it, but Hael is quick to intervene. He pulls me back by my hair, his grip firm and unyielding. “Stay still,” Hael instructs, his hands working a rope around my arms, pulling them behind me.

He ties them tightly, making it impossible for me to wriggle free.

“It’s too tight,” I protest. “I can’t move.”

“Good,” Hael replies, securing the final knot. He lies back, letting out a long, slow sigh. “Now, ride.”

He gestures to Lochness, whose eyes light up as I carefully rise to my feet. I step over his hips, figuring out how to lower myself onto him.

Looking down, I see a string of my own arousal drip onto the tip of his cock. I can’t wait to feel him inside me. My usual overthinking stops—because right now, all I want is this.

I squat over Lochness, who reaches out to guide himself into me. But he doesn’t need to. I’ve got this.

They know my body well, but I know theirs just as intimately. I feel my mind opening up, surrendering to them as I slide down onto Lochness. I bounce up and down, my insides twitching with the familiar sensation.

But with my arms tied, I have to go slow to keep my balance. Lochness’s hands hover near my legs, ready to catch me if I falter. But he quickly lowers them, his gaze fixed on his cock disappearing inside me.

My hair fans out around me. When I look at Hael, he’s holding his breath. My eyes only ask one question, and he answers it before I can even voice it.

~You’re perfect,~ Hael praises me, and I think it’s the first time he’s ever complimented me during sex. His words ignite something within me—I clench around Lochness and ride him faster, my confidence growing.

I can’t keep quiet. My breathy pants turn into whimpers, then moans as Lochness fills me over and over. My vocal pleasure pushes Hael over the edge.

He can’t just watch anymore. He stands, his arousal coming closer to my lips as he takes hold of my head. I continue to ride Lochness, my head moving closer and then further away from Hael’s arousal.

He’s so tall, I have to tilt my head back and open my mouth, sticking out my tongue for him. Hael guides himself into my mouth, his thumbs pressing under my eyes to control my movements.

I use my tongue to pleasure him, since he’s not deep in my throat yet.

“You stopped,” Lochness growls, his voice filled with impatience. “Keep moving.”

I start to ride him again, picking up the pace. Hael looks… emotional, his eyes burning with an intensity I’ve never seen before.

~I’m so proud of you, mouse~ Hael praises me, sliding deeper into my throat.

He uses my movements to his advantage, thrusting into my neck. He holds my head steady, tilting it back so he can go deeper. His balls brush against my chin, and he smirks when I gag.

“Relax your throat or you’ll bruise,” Hael warns me. I do as he says, letting his hands guide me. It’s a little easier this way.

The tightness of the rope is a constant reminder of my submission. It’s strangely comforting. I feel a hand on my mound, a thumb circling my clit.

Lochness teases me, making my hips jerk. I almost lose my balance, but the brothers seem to know what to do. Hael steps back, guiding me closer to him, while Lochness spreads my legs wider.

I can ride him easier this way, and Hael has better access to my mouth. He goes from thrusting into my throat to choking me with his arousal.

~I need to breathe, sir,~ ~I manage to ask, but Hael seems to enjoy watching me struggle.

“Just a little longer,” Hael growls. “You’re stronger than you think.” He pulls out of my mouth, and I gasp for air. My lips are swollen, tears of pleasure leaking from my eyes as I feel my climax approaching.

~Can I cum, please?~ I beg them, repeating my plea.

“Yes,” they both agree sharply. “You even asked, and you begged. Good girl,” Hael praises me, his arousal resting against my cheek.

I squirm as Lochness grips my thighs, lifting me up and down. I cry out as I climax, Lochness keeping me moving through it. One of his hands presses against my belly, feeling the growing curve.

Hael lifts his shaft and presses his balls near my lips – and without asking, I’m already sucking on them both, licking between and up the shaft and back down to his balls. They’re heavy and their hot. I love the taste and weight of them.

~G-give me, give it to me,~ ~I beg him. ~Inside, with him, please?~

“Patience,” Hael growls, brushing my hair away from my face. “How many times have you been fucked without worshipping us like this? You will worship us more often from now on.”

“Yes, sir,” I whimper my agreement as I keep licking over his balls, and just as I’m enjoying it a little too much, Hael pulls away, freeing my head from his grip.

I let out a surprised yelp, falling forward, my breasts pressing against Lochness’s chest. I look up, locking eyes with him. Hael takes hold of my bound arms, his thighs lowering to warm my ass.

His dick presses against my wet pussy, ready to penetrate me from behind. I’m still tight from my orgasm with Nessy, so Hael has to push hard to fit inside me. I let out a cry as I feel the extra stretch inside me.

No matter how many times they take me at once, I am always too tight. But somehow, I always manage to take it. I am always wet enough, and the continuous orgasms from hours of them inside me keep me ready for more.

As I start to feel the rhythm of two Dragon dicks filling me and sliding out, only to slam back in together, Lochness curls up. His abs tighten beneath me as he holds my chin, guiding me up a bit further. His lips barely brush mine, and I wait, my eyes glazed, hoping he’ll kiss me.

Nessy looks down at me, his emerald eyes hooded. ~Struggle and be bad,~ he smirks. ~Go ahead, you have permission.~

~Brother?~ Hael questions, a warning growl rumbling in his throat.

~Trust me, Hael,~ Lochness responds, pressing his lips to mine in a soft kiss. It’s velvet smooth, warm, and pleasant. I crave a thousand more, or for him to just keep his lips on mine.

But Lochness pulls back, denying me another kiss. Always teasing, always tormenting. That alone gives me the motivation.

“You are a cruel, sadistic rogue — and you do have a Blackheart,” I spit at Nessy, meaning every word. He knows all I want is to continue that kiss, and he denies it, tearing my heart and mind apart for his own pleasure. Lochness enjoys it.

I twist and squirm, and Hael has to grip my hip and arms tightly, while Lochness wraps his hands back around my thighs, locking me in place. They have me under their control.

~Try harder,~ Lochness purrs.

“I’m trying my hardest,” I retort, thrusting back and forth — the only direction I can move. But as I do, I let out a moan, knocking the breath out of myself, suddenly riding them as they hold me steady, their hips still.

~So weak for dick, you’re no Slayer, little miss,~ Lochness teases, before growling seriously. ~Tell me. Madeline. Tell me; you’re our slave.~

On that note, they both start fucking me hard — and I cry out as an orgasm takes over my body and mind, after being worked up by his mental manipulation.

~I’m yours,~ I whimper, pressing my cheek to his chest, crying from the overwhelming pleasure as their dicks slam into me and their hands hold me tightly where they want me. I can’t even move now, I can only be used.

“Say it again,” Hael stops fucking me just to grip my hair, leaning over my back. “Correctly,” he growls next to my ear, “or this ends in your cage, belt back on.”

“I’m your slave,” I moan, unable to stop when Hael bites my ear and then fire curls all along my back — until the ropes come clean off my skin, no longer in existence. I’m free.

My arms fall to my sides and Hael’s hands trail down my arms, softly feeling my skin. All this while they both fuck my pussy hard and I feel another wave coming.

~A little reward,~ Hael confirms, reassuring me. ~I won’t lie, your compliance has my balls as rock hard as my cock — do you think you can take us sharing you till morning, mouse? You can sleep all day… little miss.~

Of course he picks up on his brother’s new nickname for me.

~My pussy can’t take it,~ I reply. ~I’ve never been this sensitive. I think I’ll scream all night if you go this hard, nonstop.~

~That’s why you can, you’re safely in our nest,~ Hael suggests. ~No one will hear you in here. You can scream as loud as you like.~

I look up to Lochness to see what he wants, but his eyes are just thinking up more ways to torment me. I curl my fingers against his chest, expecting Nessy’s response to weakness. So I better be strong.

~I can,~ I tell Hael. ~I can take it.~

~It’s cute you think so, but we both know you’ll break by dawn,~ Lochness finally drawls, loud and clear in my head. ~It’s time.~

And he doesn’t mean physically. They’re ensuring the switch. From brat mate to submissive willing slave forever.

~I can take it,~ I say it again, louder. ~I know I can! Have me… a-as you p-please.~

~Then there’s no more going easy on you,~ Hael warns me gently, his hand pressing to the small of my back. ~Cry as much as you need to, Madeline, if it helps.~

Shit. I… I think they’re right. By dawn, I won’t have any fight left.

I’ll be… I’ll be tamed. And it’s strange how much I ~want~ it like that.

I don’t want to fight being their mate anymore, I want to give them what they need. There are things waiting on the other side — wishes and real kisses.

My Twin Dragons don’t want a simple mate, they want my soul, every single fiber of it. They desire to hold it and cage it — they ~want~ it. ~Me~. All of me. Burning up, while they burn with me.

I… I am going to give them what they want. It is time.