Page 73 of In the Embrace of Dragons

Vizarios hears my plea and slams himself in, even deeper than before, stretching every last crevice inside me. He lets out a guttural growl.

“My queen,” he gasps, yanking himself back out and dragging all of those nubs along the inside of me. “I’ve been waiting for you for so long.” His groan is almost desperate, so full of desire, and it’s all mine. I’m the one making him feel like this, pushing him to the edge.

Ragnakor is stroking me faster now, making circles around my clit and then rubbing it back and forth, and it feels like I’m on a horse racing at full speed. I don’t know where I’ll end up, but it’s going to be good, and I trust my dragons to take me there.

“She’s so tight, Papa, fuck,” Vizarios moans. His pace picks up, and I’m vibrating with my need to finish. It’s so close I can taste it. How incredible it is to be with him again, to feel him again, to be connected. I knew I wasn’t imagining it the first time, the way we so easily fit together.

We were meant to do this. And here? With our captain? This is the way it ought to be.

“Hold on, little king,” Ragnakor says firmly. “Not until she comes.”

Vizarios whimpers and his claws rake down my back, over my ass. He squeezes hard, and with our Papa’s hand working in tandem with his cock, I’m finally done for.

I scream as I catapult into oblivion. Nothing has ever felt so pristine, shiny as a cut gemstone, excruciating in its glory. My arms, my legs, my neck all clench at once, and Vizarios roars behind me.

“Fill her,” Ragnakor demands. His finger doesn’t stop moving, and I can’t seem to come down from my orgasm. “Fill her with your seed. Sow a dragonling in her.”

I keep screaming as Vizarios speeds up, fucking me through it, and every thrust makes me burn brighter and brighter. And then, he slams in one final time, and his cum is so hot and shooting out with such force that I can sense it gush inside me.

My legs wobble, and when Ragnakor finally withdraws his hand, I sag to the bed except for where I’m speared on my husband’s cock with my ass in the air. Vizarios crouches over me, hands resting on the blanket to either side of my head.

“Marvelous,” he whispers to me, nosing my hair as he breathes heavily. “I wish I could simply eat you.”

I giggle at this ludicrous thought, and we’re both startled when my laugh causes me to squeeze him out. Vizarios’s breath hitches, and he sits back on his knees behind me.

“Look at that, Papa,” he says with wonder, and Ragnakor moves behind me to look, too.

The captain nods in approval, rubbing Vizarios’s shoulder. “You did well. She’s dripping with you.” Ragnakor smooths his palm over my sex, and I think it’s the first time he’s touched me, well...there. “You must have gotten a lot inside her. Very good.”

Warmth spreads through my body imagining Vizarios’sspend in there. What if we did make a baby tonight? I find I like the idea of it. What would he look like, holding his child in his arms?

I shiver all over and finally flop down to the bed. I face Vizarios as he settles down next to me, and his clawed hand lazily brushes down my side.

“Thank you,” he murmurs, trailing those fingers up my arm to my cheek. “Thank you for forgiving me, my queen.”

I rub my nose against his. “As long as you keep spoiling me.”

He chuckles and curls in closer. On my other side, Ragnakor is watching us, still dressed in his uniform. To my surprise, he gets off the bed and rises to his feet, straightening his clothes.

“Captain?” I ask, sitting up. “Where are you going?”

“To bed.” He gives me a half smile that is tinged with something foreign, almost melancholy. “I bid you both good night.”

Before I can object, he heads to the exit.

“Papa?” I call out, but there’s no answer as the door closes behind him.

It feels like half of me goes with him.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

VIZARIOS

We are both startled by Ragnakor’s hasty retreat. As he left, I saw a look on his face that made me realize I wouldn’t be able to change his mind. I already understand what he feels, what he’s thinking.

He imagines himself an intruder. He sees himself as our guardian, and now that we have succeeded in reconnecting, he will withdraw. He’s a stubborn dragon with stubborn morals.

Nissia rises as if to go after him, but I catch her arm.