Page 84 of In the Embrace of Dragons

Chapter Thirty-One

NISSIA

After we clean ourselves up, I fall asleep wrapped in my king and my captain’s arms. I have odd dreams about home, which feels so far away. Then I awake in the early hours of the morning, finding myself curled up against Ragnakor’s side, his arm possessively around me while Vizarios lies sprawled out beside us. When I drift back into the darkness, I have new dreams: about the baby that might be growing inside me, my two dragons holding it in their arms.

Ragnakor is the first to rise, waking me when he tries to free himself from our tangle of limbs. I wrap my hands around his arm and tug him back down into the blankets, mumbling an objection. Obediently, he lies back down. He smells so wonderful that I snuggle into his armpit, and he chuckles against my hair.

“It’s morning, my queen,” he murmurs to me. “Time to get up for the day.”

“Mmph,” I sayin response.

I know we’ve woken up Vizarios when he rolls over and presses his body to my backside, his hand searching until he finds my breast. Then he rolls my bare nipple between his clawed fingers, huffing against my nape.

Ragnakor kisses me while Vizarios hikes up my thigh, and I’m already wet and anticipating him as he notches the head of his cock at my weeping opening. He grunts as he pushes inside, enveloping himself in me with one stroke. I moan, now fully awake. Ragnakor cups both of my breasts in his hands as Vizarios withdraws, and leans in to bring my nipple into his mouth, sucking on it while my king fucks me. Then Ragnakor’s hand drifts down my belly to where Vizarios is seated inside me and gently brushes his finger over my clit.

Steadily my moans rise into cries as both of them work me together, nursing me into a monstrous orgasm. It rocks me to my core, and Vizarios gasps helplessly as he thickens, pumping faster, harder. He groans as he reaches his finish, too, and despite how much seed he’s already released in me, he’s able to produce even more.

But I’m not done yet. Vizarios withdraws, and before anyone else can move, I push Ragnakor onto his back on the bed. Crawling down to his hips, I find his cock already thick and hard, pointing up at the ceiling. I circle the root with my hands, making him gasp, and stroke experimentally. Then I climb over his knees, straddling him so I can reach him with my mouth while Vizarios’s cum drips down my thighs.

“Nissia...?” Ragnakor says uncertainly as I open wide and bring him between my lips. His hips jerk up as I take him in as far as I can, relishing the salty flavor of his pre-cum on my tongue. I move my hand and mouth in tandem, swallowing him up and then dragging my tongue along his knobby shaft. His hands land on my head as he groans, clearly trying to hold in his sounds.

“Let us hear you, Papa,” Vizarios croons, his hand skatingdown my back to my ass as I continue sucking on Ragnakor. Obediently, our captain’s heavy grunts morph into moans, and I reach beneath his cock to massage his balls. They’re absolutely huge, and my used pussy contracts as I suck him harder, more feverishly, until he’s shaking underneath me and muttering my name like a prayer.

When he finally comes, it fills my mouth, and as hard as I try to swallow it, it still spills out and down my lips. Ragnakor is panting heavily, blankets clutched in his hands. He watches me with wide-eyed wonder as I sit up, wiping him off my lips.

At last, we rise to greet the day.

“Will you move in here, my queen?” Vizarios asks, nuzzling my cheek as he cinches his belt. “Come live in my quarters with me, so I may sleep next to you every night?”

My face heats at the suggestion. I never thought he would ask me such a question, and a bright flame lights in my chest that he would want to share his space with me.

“Yes.” I rise onto my toes to kiss his cheek. “I’ll have Zephala start packing my things.”

Vizarios turns to Ragnakor, a lecherous expression on his face. “And you. Perhaps I should commission a larger bed for us.”

And then we part for the day, and I’m surprised to find Quillion waiting outside. His expression gives nothing away, but his eyes twinkle.

I wobble on my legs as I head back to my old quarters, where Zephala is already there waiting with a smirk on her face.

“How did it go?” she asks.

“Let’s get breakfast with Ari, and I’ll tell you everything.”

RAGNAKOR

The queen’s mouth was absolutely divine. I can’t help fantasizing about what it would be like to slide my cock into her the way Vizarios did.

Would she writhe and cry out the same way? Would I even fit? Just the suggestion, the mere thought of it, sends a ripple of anticipation down my spine.

My king works for most of the day, surprisingly focused, while my mind wanders elsewhere. Rarely do I spend my work time fantasizing and daydreaming, but today, all I can think about is last night—and how wonderful it was to finally rest with Nissia and Vizarios in my arms.

That is what I need. That is what Iwant. Can I possibly have it? We said nice words to one another last night, but will the kingdom accept us?

I’m stuck on this problem for the majority of the day, until the late afternoon, when Vizarios abruptly stands.

“I will not miss dinner with my wife tonight,” he says resolutely, gesturing for me to follow him as we leave Syzari behind. She has a big grin on her face as she waves goodbye.

I nod in agreement. It will be my greatest pleasure to see her.