Chapter 45

45

D razen and Endre sat awkwardly on the couch across from me. Since we’d returned to the Iron Realm, I’d avoided both of them like the plague, but I couldn’t avoid them any longer, not when Drazen’s expression grew guarded every time our gazes collided and Endre followed me like a lost puppy around the citadel.

To be fair, Ruslan insisted that I constantly watch Endre since he didn’t trust the male – which made avoiding this conversation very difficult.

But Izidora was right, and I really needed to have it with them.

Sighing, I flicked my hair over my shoulder and rounded the chair to sit. First, I crossed my legs, then thinking better of it, uncrossed them. Blue and green eyes studied me while I tried and failed to get comfortable. Eventually, I gave up and blurted out my confession. “I’ve been sleeping with Drazen, and I don’t want to stop.”

Endre looked stricken, and he attempted to mask his face but failed.

“But,” I held up a hand to stop him from spiraling, “I don’t want to only sleep with Drazen.”

The half-Dragon’s mouth twitched before his usual impassivity returned.

Swallowing, I did as my best friend suggested and asked for what I wanted. “I want you both to dominate me. Share me. Make me your whore.”

My heart pounded as I made my request, hoping they’d say yes. As much as I hadn’t wanted to grow fond of Drazen, our time together had turned into more than just sex. If I was being honest with myself, the Iron Realm felt more like home than the Night Realm ever had. I loved the Iron Realm’s carefree sexuality, and it wasn’t something I wanted to give up, even if it wasn’t the norm in the Night Realm.

During Béke, Endre had shared me with others at Steel, though he wasn’t ecstatic about it at first. But when he saw how much pleasure the attention brought me, he was all for it. Endre was the type of male who put my happiness above his own, and until he’d left with Kazimir, I thought we might truly be something. That choice shattered my heart in a way that Drazen had unwittingly put back together, and holding Endre at arm’s length since we’d been reunited was my way of coping with the reopening of that wound.

It was Drazen who spoke first, his ocean blue eyes glittering with amusement. “I think our little vixen needs more than one male to tame her.”

Endre looked between the two of us, a war of emotions playing out over his face. I wrung my hands nervously, aching for the response I so desperately craved.

“I should have chosen you before. I won’t make that mistake twice,” Endre finally said, his voice strong and filled with conviction. His peridot eyes locked with my blurring ones, and I saw the truth of his words through those windows into his soul.

He was choosing me. They both were.

“How is this going to work?” he asked, glancing between Drazen and me.

The worst part over, I rose, closing the distance between them. I held out a hand to each one, and they took them. “Well… we can make ground rules. Like, we can only play when we’re all here, or we all keep separate rooms.”

“I’m vetoing the first one,” Drazen commented, stroking his thumb across my knuckles.

“Agreed,” Endre said, using his free hand to brush his hair away from his eyes. “No offense, Drazen, but I’m not into males.”

“None taken,” he responded with a wry grin. “I’m not either.” He stood, towering over me and forcing me to crane my neck back to look at him. “But I do want to make our little vixen scream our names as she comes around both of our cocks tonight.”

Endre rose to Drazen’s challenge, and the two males loomed over me, sporting sultry, sinister grins. “We can share my bed tonight,” I said breathlessly as Endre pulled me forward and Drazen crowded me from behind.

My nipples hardened against the scraps of lace that covered them, and through my thin tunic, they brushed against Endre’s muscular chest. Drazen’s hands came to my shoulders, sweeping my hair over one and baring the crook of my neck. His fingers trailed against my exposed skin, drawing a shiver from deep within me. My thighs clenched involuntarily as Endre lifted the hem of my shirt and brushed his hands across my bare belly. A low moan escaped me as they drifted toward the laces of my pants.

“Endre, relieve her of her shirt,” Drazen ordered, stepping back and allowing Endre to strip me.

With the slowness of a male savoring his last meal, Endre’s hands skimmed beneath my shirt, raising the fabric inch by tantalizing inch. I lifted my arms overhead, allowing him to pull it off, and he discarded it without taking his hungry eyes off me. My chest rose and fell rapidly, and my skin was alight under the heat of his gaze.

Endre cupped my covered breasts, lifting them and squeezing them roughly before hooking his fingers beneath the lace and tugging. He only pulled it enough to reveal my hardened nipples, and I sucked in a sharp breath as he pinched each one in turn. Drazen’s hands returned to my back, and the males worked the delicate scraps over my head, leaving my torso bare for them.

Even the roaring fire in the hearth couldn’t stop the shiver that shook my spine.

“So beautiful,” Endre murmured, his hands returning to lift my heavy breasts, massaging them with his rough, calloused hands.

Behind me, Drazen bent his head, hot breath ghosting across my skin. “On your knees,” he commanded in my ear, sending another wave of tingles down my back. Hands on my shoulders, he guided me to the thick fur rug beneath our feet before wrapping my hair around his fist. “Now, I want you to take out Endre’s cock and get it nice and hard.”

He allowed me enough movement to lift my head up, and Endre blazed with desire, the firelight reflected in his darkened eyes. Obediently, I reached out, skimming my hands over his covered abdomen before my fingers caught on the fastenings of his pants. He was already erect, and when I finally worked his pants lower, his cock sprang free, dripping for my touch.

With a firm hand, Drazen guided me forward, and I parted my lips, sucking Endre into my mouth. He hardened further as Drazen kept pushing my head forward until my nose touched Endre’s belly. Drazen held me there as I struggled to breathe, and Endre groaned, low and longing in his throat. Tears pricked my eyes moments before Drazen guided my head back, the sharp tug on my scalp delivering an extra measure of pain.

Gasping, I released him, a string of spit still connecting us. “Good girl,” Drazen praised, releasing his grip on my hair. “Now suck him deep into your pretty throat. Show him how much you missed him.”

My core throbbed at his praise and his next command. Through dark lashes, I looked up at the male I had ached for and watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head as I sucked him down. I fisted his base, using tongue and hand to pleasure him. His attention never left me, a riot of emotion flowing through him as I perched on my knees with his dick in my mouth.

He stroked the side of my face as I opened my throat for him. “Such a good little whore.” Sweet, sensitive Endre had a secret side filled with filthy words and commands that made me want to balk and obey simultaneously. The first time he’d uttered those words to me, I’d almost orgasmed on the spot. Hearing them again made me want – need – to be touched, because if I didn’t have their hands on me soon, I would combust.

I made an indiscriminate, needy noise around him, earning a shove on my head from Drazen. “You’ll take him until we say otherwise, and only then will we give you pleasure.”

Whimpering, I continued to suck, the salty taste of Endre filling my mouth. He stroked my face, whispering praise, and with each subsequent one, I wanted to work him faster, harder. I was desperate for more, skin on fire with the need to be touched. My focus was wholly on Endre and getting him off, so much so that I didn’t realize Drazen had stripped behind me.

His hardness dug into my back as he crowded me, joining me on the floor. His big thighs wrapped around mine, while his arm snaked around my waist, pinning me in place. With his free hand, he traced a path around my navel, finally dipping it toward the waistband of my pants. “Did I say you could stop?” he growled in my ear, and enough awareness returned to me that I recognized my lips had stilled around Endre’s cock. “I can smell how aroused you are, little vixen.”

Endre ceased his gentle movements against my face and gave it a sharp slap. Then he flexed his hips, burying himself deeper. “You heard Drazen. Keep going.”

Every nerve was alight as I licked the underside of his shaft. Despite the three of us being alone, without an audience, I’d never had hotter sex in my life. Together, these males were giving me every bit of domination I desired, and with the way wetness gushed down my thighs, I knew I was going to come quickly when they finally touched me.

If this was considered inappropriate in the Night Realm, then those prudes had no idea what they were missing.

Drazen’s hand forced its way into the tight fabric of my pants, and when his fingers brushed my clit, I nearly cried with relief. The noise I made around Endre’s cock had him swearing, and his hand went from my face to the back of my head, controlling my movements. “You’re going to swallow every drop of me,” he said, his eyes blazing with lust. Through blurred vision, I nodded around him, and that earned a stroke along my slit from Drazen.

I moaned again, and Endre’s cock thickened and throbbed in my mouth, letting me know he was close. Drazen slipped a finger inside, groaning himself. “You’re so wet already, Liliana. Does getting called filthy names and forced on your knees turn you on?”

I couldn’t respond, not when Endre controlled the movements of my head and stole my breath as he forced my nose to his belly. Drazen’s finger dipped in and out of my core and my attention was torn between my pleasure and Endre’s. Flaring my nostrils, I managed a sip of air moments before Endre groaned, “I’m going to come.”

Hot spurts of liquid shot down my throat, and Drazen curled his finger against my inner walls while the heel of his hand ground into my clit, drawing a moan from me as I swallowed.

“That’s our good girl,” Drazen praised, slipping a second finger in.

Finally, I opened my mouth, jaw aching as Endre slipped out. I panted, the room spinning as Drazen curled his fingers inside me and pressed down on that delicious spot. Quickly, Endre stripped out of his clothes, then joined us on the fur, his hands tracing swirls in my skin and over my breasts and nipples. Hooking his arms beneath my armpits, he forced me to my feet, knees aching in protest. Drazen wasted no time in stripping my pants off and tossing them to the side.

The three of us were all naked, and I didn’t even have a chance to admire their muscular forms before Endre threw me over his shoulder and marched me to my bedroom. With delicious power, he tossed me on the bed, causing it to bounce, before he and Drazen forced it to dip with their weight.

Perched on my elbows, I raked my gaze over the bodies of the males before me. Drazen was massive, with bulky muscle and a heavy cock to match. His body was a testament to his strength, and the tattoos marking his arms gave him a dangerous vibe. Endre, on the other hand, was leaner, but by no means less muscular, with broad shoulders and a trim waist that dipped straight toward his still-hard dick. Only one tattoo marked his chest, right over his heart – his family’s emblem, a wolf howling at the moon.

“What do you think, Endre? Does she deserve to come?” Drazen asked as if I weren’t even in the room.

“I definitely do,” I retorted, my legs dropping open invitingly.

Drazen smacked my center, drawing a gasp from me. “Little vixens don’t get to decide when their pleasure is delivered. They have to earn it by being good.”

Playing along, Endre tsked. “I think she needs another lesson first. Get on your hands and knees.”

Pouting, I did as I was told, flipping over. Endre gripped my jaw, forcing my mouth to open. “No.” That one word, said with so much force, made my center weep with pleasure. “Crawl to Drazen,” he commanded.

The half-Dragon boasted a smirk as I slinked toward him. When I was close enough, he guided my lips over to the head of his dick. The bed moaned as Endre worked his way behind me, smacking my ass hard when he rounded my backside. I yelped, then took Drazen in my mouth, hoping that by being obedient, Endre would swirl his fingers around my clit.

I was rewarded when Drazen groaned.

“That’s it, Liliana, take all of him. I know your jaw is nice and loose now,” Endre said, dipping a finger in before removing it completely. I whimpered, working Drazen faster in hopes Endre would touch me again.

“I think we should fill her belly and her pussy with our cum. Don’t you, Endre?” Drazen asked, ignoring me while I sucked on him like my pleasure depended on it – because it did.

Endre’s fingers trailed lazily up and down my slit, avoiding the bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs. Sweat started to form along my spine, and drool dripped from the corners of my mouth as I struggled to keep Drazen in it.

“I think so. Has she got you hard enough yet?” Endre answered, pausing mid-stroke and hovering a breath from my clit.

A moan of protest vibrated from my throat, and Endre pinched it between his fingers, causing me to cry out and suck Drazen deeper into my throat. “Fuck,” he swore, his gaze locked on where he disappeared into my mouth. “Definitely.”

Endre grabbed me by the hips and dragged me off Drazen, then flipped me on my back so my legs were spread and waiting for the Dragon. Drazen fisted his cock, then crawled toward me, lining his shaft with my entrance. The tip hovered there, swiping through my wetness and circling over my clit. “Drazen, please,” I breathed, rolling my hips forward in an attempt to get more.

“Beg him more,” Endre instructed, slapping my breast.

“Please, I need you inside me. I need you to make me come,” I begged, and Drazen stilled at my entrance, cocking his head to the side with a sly grin.

“Mmm, little vixen, I love to hear you desperate for it. Tell me how bad you want my big dick.”

“So, so bad. Please give it to me. Having it in my mouth wasn’t enough.” My chest rose and fell rapidly, heart racing wildly as Drazen pushed against me.

He was so thick, I cried out when he entered, and without waiting for me to adjust to his size, he seated himself fully. “Fuck, your cunt feels even better than your mouth.” He began to move, sliding against my walls and stretching me in the most delicious way. A few strands of black hair escaped their tie, falling in his face and sticking to it as he sweated along with Endre and me.

“You take him so well, Liliana. Look at him sliding in and out of you,” Endre said, wedging his body beneath mine and forcing me to look down at where Drazen and I connected. He deepened that angle, and I moaned, feeling even fuller. Endre kneaded my breasts, pinching both nipples between his fingers at the same time and sending zaps of pain straight to my core.

“I spilled down your throat, and Drazen is going to fill that sweet pussy of yours with his cum. Do you want that?” Endre asked, his voice deepening with lust.

“Yes,” I whimpered, clenching around Drazen and drawing a curse from him. Endre hefted me higher, banding an arm around my waist to support me while his other hand found my clit and began circling it.

He brought his fingers to my lips, forcing them into my mouth. “Suck on them. Get them nice and wet for me so we can make you come for us.”

I did, taking them deep and gagging while I locked eyes with Drazen. His nostrils flared, jaw flexing at the sight. Endre returned his sopping fingers to my core, and I allowed my head to drop back as he pressed in just the right way to set my legs trembling. Drazen grabbed my hips and hoisted them, and I was almost suspended between them, Drazen fucking me with his length and Endre’s fingers working me into a frenzy.

“Oh, fuck, please,” I started to babble, words incoherent as they drove me deeper and deeper into pleasure.

“She’s getting close,” Drazen noted, a hint of strain to his voice.

My pussy throbbed as the two males hit the right rhythm. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop.”

“We won’t, not until you come for us,” Endre swore, his erection digging into my back again.

“Oh Goddess, I’m–” My words were cut off as my orgasm tore through me, whole body jerking but trapped between them.

“Yes, that’s it, take me, little vixen,” Drazen growled, pumping his hips faster. Endre dropped his hand away, allowing Drazen to deepen the angle and drag out my release. Our skin slapped together, filling the room along with my cries until all the light faded from my vision and Drazen’s sex-touseled hair filled it. With a groan, he finished too, dick twitching inside me and spilling his cum, just like they promised.

Breathless, the three of us lay there, intertwined and sweating. Eventually, Drazen pulled out of me, and Endre jogged to the bathroom to fetch towels to clean ourselves with. In the middle of my bed, I nestled between them, heartbeat steadily slowing, though my pussy was not at all ready to slow down, not with the two naked, muscular males on either side of me.

“So will we all sleep here?” I asked, not wanting the moment to end.

“Yes,” Drazen and Endre said simultaneously, and I pressed my lips together to suppress a giggle.

“Thank the Goddess. I’m too tired to move,” I sighed. Drazen rolled me onto my side, kissing me deeply, before Endre did the same, twisting me to face him and hooking my leg over his hip. His hardness dug into my stomach, and my core weeped at the feeling.

Drazen closed in behind me until I was sandwiched between them. “Are you sure about that? We could take you like this, right here.” A spitting sound preceded the brushing of his fingers against my ass.

I whimpered. “I might have energy for more.”

Endre gripped himself and notched his head at my entrance. “You are our little whore. You will take both our dicks at the same time because we told you to, not because you want to.”

Fuck me, that mouth.

Without waiting, he slid inside, groaning as he was enveloped in my heat. “I missed this feeling, being buried inside you.”

“She feels good, doesn’t she,” Drazen agreed, swiping from the wetness gushing out of me and adding it to the mix at my asshole. His finger slipped in with ease, my ass already stretched out from our more recent encounters. I moaned, head dropping back to Drazen’s broad chest. His teeth dug into my shoulder, and not to be left out, Endre wrapped his fingers around my neck and kissed me. Our tongues danced and twined while Drazen worked another finger in, then a third, until I was panting and writhing against his hand and Endre’s length.

“Relax,” Drazen whispered in my ear, tongue tracing a path down to my neck. His hardness nudged against me, and Endre released my mouth, allowing me to breathe. Drazen pushed in slowly, giving me time to adjust this time, and fuck , I’d never feel so much pleasure at once. Endre hiked my leg higher, opening me more for Drazen, and once he was moving comfortably, Drazen’s hands dug into my hips to steady me.

Endre kissed me again, and the two males took turns pumping in and out, fucking me together. My eyes rolled back in my head and I moaned, breaking away from Endre to relish the pure pleasure the two of them delivered. They might have been using me as their little whore, but I was so fucking okay with it.

Their paces quickened, and I whimpered, “Oh my Goddess.”

My clit throbbed with the need to be touched, and somehow, I worked a hand between Endre and me to find it. The moment I brushed the pad of my finger across it, my inner muscles clenched. Every nerve in my body vibrated with pleasure, lightning bolts shooting through me until there was nothing but the feeling of the males pressed against me and inside me. “Oh, fuck, Endre, Drazen,” I swore, the world spinning around me.

“Are you going to come for us like a good little whore?” Drazen growled, nipping my shoulder again.

“Yes,” I panted, fingers working furiously as I chased my release.

“Tell me what you are,” he commanded.

I gasped, hips jerking. “Your good little whore.”

“And do you like being filled with two cocks?” Endre said, a hand gripping my face and forcing my eyes back open.

“Yes, so very much.” I was sinking into pleasure so deep, I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to come up for air.

“Thank us for giving you our cocks,” Drazen ordered, and I knew I was nearing the bottom.

“Thank you for–” A cry ripped from my throat, and pleasure crashed through me like a tidal wave, sweeping away all reason, all time, all thought.

“That’s it, come for us,” Endre groaned, his dick pulsing inside me. Drazen’s did too, and from the sheer force of my own orgasm, I had them drowning in pleasure with me.

“Fuck, little vixen,” Drazen swore at the same time as Endre said, “Fuck, Liliana.”

We came together, shaking and moaning until every last drop was wrung from each of us. Throbbing was the only sensation I could comprehend for several minutes. When awareness crept back in, my chest was still heaving from the force of my orgasm. “That was…” I trailed off, unable to form words.

“Incredible?” I pictured the smug expression Drazen wore perfectly just from the tone of his voice.

“Yeah,” I breathed, and he backed out of me, allowing me to flop on my back.

Endre exited me too, reaching over the side of the bed for the towels on the floor. “Good thing these are already here.”

He tossed one at Drazen, then knelt between my legs with another, cleaning me thoroughly. Both of them kissed me in turn again, though this time, there was no lingering want. My eyes were heavy, and I allowed the males to shift me around until they got comfortable and covered us with the blankets. With a sigh, I turned on my side, curling into a ball with my back touching Drazen and a hand draped across Endre’s chest.

A heartbeat moment later, I drifted off to sleep with a soft smile tugging up the corners of my lips.