31. Jaiyana

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

JAIYANA

I sat alone in a tiny, single-roomed library I’d found driving from one ancient site of power turned tourist attraction to another. Although I was sure I’d taken note of the dusty space when I entered, the building inferno between my legs destroyed my ability to pay attention to my surroundings.

The wand nestled in my pussy buzzed, sending ripples of need through me. I let myself enjoy it for one pleasure-filled moment, even squeezing the devices as if I could wring even more sensation out of it before pushing my carnal desire aside… except my body didn’t do what I asked.

Tyson’s shit-eating grin from this morning made me bite my lips together. Despite my legendary ability to ignore anything I didn’t want to feel, I couldn’t ignore this any longer.

Say that a second time, slower.

No.

My clit throbbed, desperate for attention that even rocking forward in my little jeans shorts couldn’t relieve.

Ahh, ohhh, fuck me. A moan slipped out of my throat.

I was avoiding my mates. It was that simple. I knew it. They knew it, and the fucking hot-headed fire prince decided to do something about it.

We had time. Malta was a peaceful little island. Until we knew more, we couldn’t even plan what to do next. My ex still hadn’t shown his face. The DPT websites tracking the demon pods showed no change. I’d checked in with Oliviarose, and Ryker’s army of orphans was more active, but to what end, no one knew. The dreaded lack of action left me, once again, facing my personal life. Mates I wanted but shouldn’t, and emotions I’d spent years running from.

The device between my legs kicked up a notch, and moisture pooled in my undergarments. The dildo’s buzzing turned into a rolling motion, almost like someone caressed the inside of my channel.

Tyson, invading my morning shower, came back to me.

Hot water ran down my body, taking with it the sweat and dirt from my morning run. Guilt ate at me for once again abandoning Rehan and Lux with a handful of flimsy excuses. But not enough to change what I’d done. The door clicked open. Before I could turn, Tyson slipped into the shower and pressed me against the wall. Cold hardened my nipples while his hot, hard body against my back lit up my sex drive.

Despite his uninvited intrusion, I didn’t struggle or ask him to leave. I didn’t even speak. I wanted this, even though I shouldn’t, and Tyson knew it.

Something cool buzzed against my neck. Tyson dragged one hand down my side, caressing the side of my breasts pressed into the tile, before doing the same with the buzzing device, sending ripples down my skin. He dropped both his hands to my ass.

I spread my legs without question, and moisture pooled along my slit. The buzzing stopped, and Tyson slid the device between my legs. Something bigger than a tampon, but not near the size of my dragons’ dicks, nestled into my passage.

Tyson pressed me further into the tile. “I shouldn’t have blamed you. Not in my condo. Not in Marduk’s cave. Not for anything.” He rested his chin on my shoulder and pressed his cheek into mine.

Our hearts beat as one and time slowed. The drops of water splashed and broke into smaller drops against the wall around us.

He pulled away, and it almost felt like he took a piece of my soul with him.

“Lux, try it,” Tyson called out.

The device between my legs started vibrating, adding to the need already caressing my inner walls.

I could feel Tyson’s grin even though I couldn’t see it. “If you take it out for longer than a short pee break, we’ll know. So be a good girl.”

He patted my ass and exited.

The buzzing stopped, pulling me away from the vivid memory. I panted, still shaking with need. A peel of moisture dripped. I’d only bought a few days' worth of undergarments, and at this rate, I was going to need more. I glanced at the time—four o’clock in the afternoon. For six hours, fire and air tortured me with this device.

The vibrations assaulted me again. An orgasm threatened to split my world. I needed it too. But once again, the buzzing stopped. I couldn’t take this anymore. I stumbled out of the library. Cikku’s ancient Honda waited for me. Rusted, dented, and with questionable suspension, the vibrations would only add to the hours of pent-up need between my legs.

I’d barely gotten driving when the buzzing began again. I reached down, pressing hard on my clit to ease the almost painful pleasure squeezing my insides. The car jerked, and the smallest orgasm lit up my world, giving me enough clarity to get the vehicle back to the vineyard.

I was a hot mess by the time I rolled myself out of the car. Anger, euphoria, and pure need drove me. My logic, every excuse I’d made to stay away from my dragons, narrowed into one dragon. Tyson. He’d done this to me, and he’d fix it, no strings attached. I stormed up the stairs, burst into Tyson’s room, and froze.

Rehan and Og, fully clothed, were tied to chairs and positioned on either side of a set of straps, hanging waist level above the floor. Someone had tied one of each of their hands into the straps, and dark blindfolds covered their faces. A shiver of need ran down my back. They were positioned so they’d be forced to keep their skin in contact with whoever was tied into the sex swing… which was clearly intended for me.

The device buzzed between my legs again, and the door at my back shut with a thud.

“I can’t do this,” I said, regaining my wits. “I can’t do this to you. Marduk is right. I’m a power-hungry witch, and I won’t take advantage of you.”

Tyson stood, buck naked, from his spot on the bed. Despite my words, the device rolled in my channel, and a low moan rumbled through my chest. Lux’s unique gait sounded behind me before he dragged his metal fingers up my arm and brought a phone out in front of me. He drew a shape on the screen, and the device between my legs mimicked it.

“We’ve been inside you all day.” Lux turned the buzzing up. “I warned you.”

‘We’re your mates. Your equals. If you treat us like I treated my students again. I will make sure you are incapable of crossing the two.’

“You are nothing like Marduk. Nothing, Jay.” Lux's cool metal hand slipped under my shirt and into the waistband of my shorts, only to stop at the line of my pubic hair. The cool sensation collided head-on with the heat, melting my insides while his words bounced around my skull.

“Say it, Jay.” Lux nipped my ear. “I am nothing like Marduk.”

I bit my lower lip. “It.”

Lux growled, and his bare chest vibrated against my back.

“I am nothing like Marduk,” he repeated. “Say it.”

“I love magic.” I tried to step away from Lux, but he held me fast. “And the four of you are magic, powerful magic, something I crave.”

Tyson purred as if what I said was precisely what he wanted to hear.

“Then.” Lux tapped above my clit with his cool metal finger, and sparks of need burst behind my eyes. “Then say. I love magic, I love power, and there is nothing wrong with that.”

I bit my lips together and Lux nipped at my ear lobe again.

“Because there’s not,” Lux continued. “Power isn’t good or bad. It’s what you do with it.”

I found myself nodding as a tear slipped down my cheek. Power wasn’t good or bad. I said that over and over, so why didn’t I believe it?

“Instead of possibly hurting others,” Lux let out a hiss of cool air against my neck. “You hid away and made yourself the villain. And that stops now.”

I didn’t.

For one minute, stop lying. Maybe you didn’t think of it in those words, but you hid Jay. Just as thoroughly as dragon shifters hid their island, and it fucked you up.

It did.

Lux brushed my clit, and my thoughts melted into liquid need. “Say it.”

“I’m nothing like Marduk.” I managed to mewl and attempted to push his hand exactly where I wanted it. Before I even brushed his skin, Tyson stepped forward and grabbed my wrist, keeping me from touching anything.

Tyson smiled. “Lux has had his fun. Now, it’s time to even the score. Too much water is bad for you, Wiggles.” He pulled me into his arms and carried my shaking, overstimulated body to the straps.

Lux followed, dressed only in his birthday suit, his fingers still toying with the device inside me on his phone screen. They must have practiced because they stripped me and had me hanging, face down, from wide padded strips in under a minute.

Rehan and Og both took deep breaths as they caressed my sides.

“If you don’t want this,” Rehan said.

“Then she’d tell her mates,” Tyson snapped. “I will gag you, Blobfish.”

“Caoimhe-“ I started.

“Is safe and following the plan,” Lux said. “We’ve made time for this. You don’t need to think about anything.”

Trust us. I wasn’t sure if Og whispered or if the two simple words he’d said to me in London came back to me. The simple truth was. I did trust them. My dragons weren’t the problem. I was.

The buzzing stopped, and Lux pulled the device out from my folds. Pleasure and relief made me sag into the ropes. Before I could even catch my breath, Tyson sucked my clit.

That was all it took. An orgasm rushed through me, making me strain against the ropes. My breaths came out in little gasps.

“Number one,” Tyson purred.

While I still quivered, he plunged something cold and hard into my dripping pussy and pulled it back out. Lux spread my butt cheeks and slid the same object into my backside. I tensed before forcing myself to relax and breathe.

You like butt stuff. It’s just been a while.

Maybe it’s been a while. I don’t even know that.

“I can hear her thinking blindfolded,” Rehan said. “What are you two doing?”

The ropes holding me creaked, and I found myself going from looking at the patterned clay-tiled floor to a seated position, hanging eye level with Lux, who reached for my hips.

“You. Jay,” Lux said. He didn’t even look at Og. “This is what I want.”

His lips crashed into mine as his dick filled my channel. Behind me, Tyson kissed my neck and swirled the butt plug. My thoughts scattered as another orgasm built faster than I knew possible. Tyson pulled the toy out of my backside and replaced it with two fingers, plugging them in and out with no pattern or rhythm.

I shook. “Ah, god, Lux, please.”

At my ‘please,’ Lux drove into me. His tip pressed my G-spot while his base pressured my clit and held. I fell apart on his dick. My orgasm crashed, bowing my body while my mates held me between them. The sinful ecstasy dissolved, and I melted between my dragons. My ass relaxed another notch. Tyson slapped my butt before adding a third finger to stretch my backside further.

I panted and moaned. “I don’t have more in me.”

“You do,” Lux cupped my cheek and kissed me like I was made of glass. “And we will wring you dry.”