Bathtime

Eventually, Darren left me to be alone with my thoughts. My feelings. The burning desire emanating from deep inside me that yearned for my mates.

More time passed.

I’d been fed. But I was starving…

I’d been given water. But I was thirsty…

For my mates.

Images of them floated through my mind. Their hard bodies pressed against my softer one. Their lips pressed against mine, teasing me with what they could give me.

My brand burned white hot against my shoulder, but it was nothing compared to the fire burning inside me.

My memories of them haunted me—and kept me going.

I now knew it was not just the brand. It was me.

~Loch, Hael…~

~Rescue me from my own desire.~

I knew it sounded nuts. They’d humiliated me. Assaulted me. And now they were punishing me by leaving me to my thoughts.

And still, I wanted them.

Being locked in the cage gave me time to think. And after all this time, I finally admitted it, at least to myself. I liked fooling around with them.

I accepted that they would take my virginity. In fact, I wanted them to. My first orgasm had opened me up in ways I’d never dreamed. Sex wasn’t the big, scary thing I’d thought it was. It was amazing. And strange as it sounded, being with them just felt…right.

But at the same time, I knew being a sex slave wasn’t my destiny. The prophecy confirmed I was meant for something more. Why else would I have the power to sing dragons to sleep?

I was intended for something greater than this. I was sure of it.

I’d thought being difficult would gain my mates’ respect, but it’d only made them angry. So, from this moment on, I was adopting a new strategy.

If they wanted me to be subservient, I would be. Maybe some compliance would soften them into giving me some freedom. Showing me some respect. Treating me as their mate, their equal.

Well…maybe not that last one. I’d learned enough about dragons to know that the Dobrzyckas could never, ever, ~ever~ give a mortal equal respect to a Twin Leading Breed, but a girl could dream.

I didn’t need their recognition anyway. I just needed to leverage enough slack to gain some freedom and a level of respect.

Without warning, the door to my cage sprang open on its own. I looked around, but there was no one in the treasure room with me. No dragons. No muscular hunks. Not even a hint of their mist.

I took a cautious step out of the cage, not sure what would happen when I did so.

Had my cage opened by accident? Doubtful. The Dobrzyckas didn’t leave a lot to chance. I was sure this was some kind of game.

“Loch? Hael?” I called out uncertainly. No answer. I checked the ceiling for signs of their dragons hiding in the shadows. Even a trail of black mist. Nothing.

I circled the room, waiting for a sign. My fingers itched to touch the gold again. To place the tiara on my head and feel like a princess, just for once. But I kept my hands to myself. I didn’t need the brothers thinking I would steal from them again.

I wasn’t that foolish.

A loud creak sounded behind me, and I turned to see the main door to the room open.

My brand pulsed, and I moved forward.

Another pulse, and another step. Until I was on the other side of the door.

There was no one waiting for me, but the pulse came again, and I walked down the stairs.

I was conscious of my nakedness, but I no longer cared. I wanted the brothers too much to be bothered with finding something to wear.

Suddenly, my mates appeared at the bottom of the stairs, and my heart stuttered.

They were gorgeous—their bare chests gleaming in the low light, their leather pants leaving nothing to the imagination.

And their emerald eyes, locked on me, taking in my bare body.

The sight of me triggered something in Loch and Hael too. They must have been reading my thoughts. Devouring every erotic image my mind conjured.

Loch’s nostrils flared, and in that moment, I knew I would do whatever they asked of me.

“A bath, little mouse?” Loch asked quietly.

“Yes.” I nodded as I continued my way down the stairs.

They led me to Loch’s bedroom. A hot bath was already waiting in the adjoining bathroom. Before I could stop myself, I plunged into the steamy water. I instantly felt purified. Reborn.

“Feels like heaven,” I murmured, curling up on one side of the enormous tub.

“Looks like defiance,” Loch growled. “No one said you could get in, mouse.”

Damn. I should’ve known better. I sank into the bubbles, hoping against the odds for a little forgiveness. Then I got a better idea.

“Join me?” I asked, paddling over to their side of the tub. I perched my elbows on the rim to give them an eyeful of my dripping breasts.

Hael smirked as he took in the view. “You have no idea what you’re asking for, sweetie.”

~Yes, I do. Now stop playing around and get your asses in the tub!~

Loch and Hael misted out of their pants and reappeared naked in the tub. Hael moved close to me while Loch sat across from us, watching.

“Would you be comfortable losing your virginity in a bathtub, Madeline?” Hael asked.

I stared at Hael as he edged toward me. His hands reached between my thighs. I was already getting goosebumps, even in this steaming bath.

“Fuck yes,” I whispered as Hael’s hands reached around my waist, pulling me close. He kissed and nibbled my neck with surprising tenderness, making a slow journey to my hardening nipples.

As he pulled me tighter, I felt his erection growing inches from my mound. I was wet and getting wetter…

Suddenly, I felt myself rising. Hael lifted me from the tub. My legs automatically wrapped around his torso for support. His hands cupped my ass so I was hovering over his dick. My pussy braced for impact. I felt like I was on top of a roller coaster waiting for the drop.

“We’re going to ravage you until all you can do is beg for more,” Hael told me. “We’re going to use you like our little fuck toy. We won’t judge you, mouse. We’ll celebrate your submission by filling you up. You comply. We’ll loosen the leash. Do you understand?”

I nodded eagerly. I was drunk on his hot dragon breath, relishing his magical touch. “Whatever you want. Just as long as you fuck me right fucking now…”

Hael pressed his lips to mine. We kissed and licked and bit while, down below, his tip pressed harder and harder against my moist, ready sex. With one shift of his hips, he slipped inside me. I felt all of him. I expected his size to cause me pain, but he fit comfortably inside me. The Dobrzyckas were right: I was built to take them.

My legs tightened around Hael as he thrust and thrust. My walls dripped and trembled, stretching to let him go deeper.

My body seized up, and I knew I was about to climax. I gasped into Hael’s chest as my world unraveled. He gave my forehead a soft kiss. I spent a few moments listening to his steady heartbeat, trying to reboot my sex-addled brain.

“Don’t get too comfortable, mouse,” Loch said, suddenly twisting my head toward him.

“Wait your turn!” Hael snapped.

Loch chuckled, crushing his lips to mine.

Hael’s thrusts resumed, faster and more furious than before. My head orbited back to him as my eyes glazed over. I was about to climax a second time, but Hael beat me to it, geysering hot cum inside me.

Loch grabbed me impatiently and bent my body over the edge of the tub. He quickly entered me from behind, his thrusts as hard and fast as Hael’s from the get-go. But I was hungry for more.

“Please…a little faster…,” I moaned.

“Always trying to control us.” Loch chuckled. “I’ll show you fast, sweetie.”

He thrust harder. Deeper. It felt like he was going to burst through my belly. My pussy buckled and stretched, but even the pain felt amazing. My whole body quaked as I felt my next climax build to a crescendo. I wanted Loch to fuck me as hard as fucking possible.

“You can do…better than that…,” I urged breathlessly.

“Did you hear that, brother?” Loch shouted, winding himself. “I’m going to fuck the disrespect right out of you, mouse!”

***

I woke up later in bed, wedged between Loch and Hael. We were all naked. I didn’t remember going to sleep. My body was numb and weak, and my sex felt like ground zero of a meteor strike. And not in a good way.

I climbed over the brothers to get a glass of water from the bathroom. If not for the snoring, I would have thought they were dead.

I hobbled to the sink and stared into the mirror while I filled up a glass. I looked as haggard as I felt. The sex was mind-blowing, but also a little frightening. I had totally lost control. I let them do anything they wanted to me. And I encouraged it. Who knew what happened after I’d blacked out?

Darren was right. Playing the sex slave was pleasurable. But Loch and Hael were making it too easy for me to lose myself. I was worried I’d forget that I had a purpose in life other than their satisfaction.

I tried to see my old self in the mirror. The tough girl. The fighter. The kid who didn’t take shit from anyone, especially not the Dobrzyckas. But I couldn’t see her.

I was fucking addicted to them. The incomparable pleasure they gave me was like a weapon, a tool they used to consume my every waking thought. They were blotting out the rest of my life.

They had truly brought out the worst in me.

Instead of heading back to bed, I grabbed a robe from behind the bathroom door and wandered through the penthouse.

Lights were on in the living room, and I was surprised when I saw Darren sitting there. It was like he was waiting for me.

I looked around, but I didn’t see any sign of Adara.

He smirked as I walked closer to him. “Well, it looks like you listened to my advice.”

I could feel the blush rising to my cheeks, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing exactly what went down in the bedroom.

Darren stood and walked toward me until barely a piece of paper could fit between us.

He pressed something into my hand. A cell phone. ~Why would he be giving me a cell phone?~

He leaned in close and whispered in my ear. “There’s only one number in there. Call it before the twins wake.”

With a wink, he turned and walked down the hallway toward Adara’s room.

I turned over the phone, not understanding why I would need to call anyone.

Like Darren said, there was only one number programmed in the contacts, but there was no name attached so I didn’t know who would be on the other end.

What if it was Harry? Or Darshan? Or Thea or Zayda? I hadn’t heard from them in days. Were they worried about me?

There was only one way to find out.

I pressed the number and waited.

After one ring, a voice answered.

“Xander University.”

~Shit. What have I done?~