Chapter 11
An ear-piercing roar made Skye forget about the intruder inside her. When a large black shadow blocked a portion of the sun in front of them, Skye squinted from the glare as she tried to figure out what was in the sky above them.
Keres, Oldrik explained.
What’s he doing?
No one answered her immediately. Oldrik wheeled around in an aerial U-turn and headed back to his territory. Ardon assumed a defensive position, flying ahead to one side. She could feel their suspicion that something was wrong with the black dragon. What had he done before to cause them to be on guard?
What’s happening? Is Keres okay?
There is danger ahead. Keres has called for the other members of the horde and warned us off , Ardon reported. We can make it home without crossing the zone Keres is patrolling.
Both her mates scanned the area around them. They weren’t taking any chance that something perilous ranged further than Keres’s report. She shivered, instantly frightened. Sitting as quietly as possible, Skye tried not to distract them with a million questions, but she really wanted to know what was going on.
Oldrik landed and shifted rapidly. He wrapped an arm around Skye to whisk her into the mansion. When she couldn’t walk fast enough because of the plug filling her bottom, he scooped her up and carried her into the large gathering room inside. Ardon followed closely behind.
“You’re scaring me,” Skye confessed.
“I’m sorry, Blueberry. You are safe with us. I needed to get you inside,” Oldrik reassured her. “Someone is targeting dragons with a chemical smoke.”
“Keres spotted it from afar and trumpeted a call to everyone,” Ardon explained.
Do you need to go with the other dragons?
“No, Skye. Our mating bond is too new. We can’t leave you at home. Taking you with us to respond is reckless. We won’t risk you,” Oldrik told her.
Who would attack dragons? You’re keeping Wyvern safe.
“We don’t have all that information yet, Skye. There are always those who seek power for themselves. Even to the point of ambushing us,” Ardon said and shook his head. “We’ll stay inside until we hear the all-clear.”
“We’ll go on our trip to the waterfall on a different day,” Oldrik promised. “It’s not safe outside the confines of the mountains.”
He pulled Skye close to hug her, as if needing to feel her close. Ardon joined them. The triad huddled together for a few long minutes. Experiencing their concern for her was disconcerting. She knew they didn’t worry about themselves. Her mates focused on keeping her from harm—no matter what danger lurked. Their arrival at Oldrik’s mansion meant they could relax. Skye’s quickly beating heart slowed back to normal. Her mates would always protect her.
“I have an idea,” Ardon announced with a grin. “We could go swimming in Oldrik’s enormous bathtub. Pretend it’s a waterfall?”
That sounds fun! Skye was tickled to have a fun distraction.
“Let’s go!” Ardon tugged Skye from Oldrik. He lifted her and tossed her over his shoulder.
Jogging away, he challenged Oldrik, “Last one there has to sit by the faucet.”
Oldrik immediately chased them. Laughing, he pointed out, “It’s my tub. That gives me rights.”
“I already called it!” Ardon reminded him.
The two shifters pelted up the stairs, side by side. Ardon’s quick pace jostled Skye as she draped over his hard torso. She could feel the plug shifting inside her and hoped her eyes weren’t crossing as she joined their merriment.
The competition continued to the door. Ardon swerved to bump into Oldrik, pushing him to the side while holding her securely. “Oops! Looks like I get my choice!”
Just before he stepped into the bathroom, Skye lifted her legs up in front of him. Her toes entered the door first. “I win,” she crowed.
“Oh, you’re in so much trouble, My Treasure,” Ardon warned as he set her feet on the ground. He popped her on the bottom, making her eyes cross with the sensations from the plug in her bottom.
That swat pressed it deeper inside her, rubbing against sensitive nerve endings. She clenched her thighs together as the movement fueled the arousal building inside her. The invasion made her crave more.
“Perhaps it’s time our mate received her first spanking.”
“Daddy!” She ran to Oldrik for protection.
“Blueberry, did you do something naughty?” Oldrik asked, considering her seriously.
She shook her head frantically. I’ve been good!
“Then this spanking must be a good girl spanking,” Oldrik suggested.
That doesn’t exist!
“Of course it does. And you’re going to love it,” Ardon promised. “What do you think, Oldrik? Fifteen swats each?”
“That sounds right for her punishment.”
Skye covered her bottom and backed away from them. Oldrik still stood at the entrance to the large bathroom. She couldn’t get through there. He was as wide as the door. She looked at the only other door. It led into the closet.
“Don’t even consider it, Little Mate,” Ardon said, stalking forward.
She tried to dart around him, but Oldrik moved forward, blocking her escape route. The two shifters worked together to strip off Skye’s clothing. Too soon, she stood naked in front of them.
“I don’t want a spanking.”
“Have you been spanked before?” Ardon asked.
Skye shook her head slowly, hoping that would change his mind.
“Then it’s high time you enjoy this experience,” Oldrik said.
Enjoy!?!
“You’ll see,” Ardon told her with a reassuring smile. “Over my lap. I’ll go first.”
He had her stretched over his hard thighs in seconds. “This has done its job already,” he commented, running his large hand over her rounded buttocks. “Let’s take this out.”
Skye covered her face as he plucked the plug from her bottom, leaving her feeling empty. He didn’t seem fazed by touching her so intimately. Before she could recover, his hard hand landed on her sensitive skin. She reared up as the sting echoed in her mind. “Ouch!”
“You didn’t imagine that the good girl spanking wouldn’t hurt, did you?” Oldrik asked, comforting her by rubbing her back.
The next few swats blurred together. Heat built on her skin. She kicked her feet as she wiggled on Ardon’s lap. When the next slap landed directly on the seam of her pussy, Skye tried to pull her legs together. The arousal that had begun building deep inside her ignited into a fire. Confused by her own desire, Skye relaxed over his lap.
“Thighs apart, My Treasure,” Ardon ordered.
When she followed his instruction automatically, he praised her. “That’s my good girl.”
Lost in the sensations Ardon delivered, she couldn’t disobey anything he asked of her. Ardon finished his fifteen swats and rubbed his hand over her heated flesh. His fingers dipped into her wetness, and he caressed her intimately.
“Such a good girl,” he praised, drawing a deep moan from Skye.
Please!
“Soon, Little One. Oldrik will make you feel better.”
A moan burst from deep inside her as Oldrik lifted her from Ardon’s lap to drape her over his. Covering her face to hide her arousal, she realized tears streamed down her cheeks. She blinked frantically, trying to ward them away, afraid to be so vulnerable.
“Shh, Skye. I’ve got you. Let’s finish this.”
Oldrik spanked differently than Ardon. The part of her brain that could still concentrate processed she’d be able to tell them apart. His swats were quicker and stingier. The heat that had built on her skin flared into an inferno, rivaling the desire burning inside her. His fingers explored and teased her intimately when he gave her a break to recover.
“Last one, mate.”
She held her breath and heard the slap of his hand on her skin. It was the final sting of pain she needed to release the tension Skye had held inside. Tears coursed down her cheeks, dripping to the tile below Oldrik’s feet, taking all her worries with them. Skye hadn’t realized how much she was holding inside.
He lifted her to sit on his lap and cuddled her to his chest. When she hissed at the feel of her punished bottom on his pants, Oldrik lowered her gently onto the large, plush rug. He followed her down to hug her to his chest.
“Do you feel better, Blueberry?”
Skye nodded and pressed a kiss to his neck. How had they known what she needed?
Settling behind her, Ardon ran his hands over her back and smoothed over her hot buttocks. “You took your spanking so well, Skye. I think that deserves a reward, don’t you?”
There was only one possible answer to that question. Yes!
Oldrik kissed her. Nibbling at her lips, he seduced her into meeting his mouth fully. Skye needed more as Ardon caressed her and tasted her skin with steamy kisses. Shivering with pleasure from Ardon’s touch, Skye brushed her tongue across the seam of Oldrik’s lips, requesting to deepen their exchange. When he responded to her desire, she eagerly explored his mouth as she basked in their attention.
Ardon cupped her breasts. Squeezing them gently, he rolled the beaded tips between his fingers. The exquisite feeling made Skye ease her lips away from Oldrik’s. Skye wrapped her hand around one of Ardon’s. “Good. So good.”
When Oldrik kissed a path down her throat, Skye bit her lip, hoping she knew his target. To her delight, his hot mouth closed around one of her sensitized nipples. He drew it into his mouth, tantalizing her with his tongue. Skye arched her back to get closer with a small cry of frustration.
“Let me help you, mate.” Ardon lifted her thigh over his. He trailed his fingers down her slim leg to her most intimate space. Tracing her cleft, Ardon swirled his fingertips through the juices. “So wet. Oldrik, sample this. See how sweet our mate tastes,” he suggested, holding his fingers out for the other dragon to savor.
Skye didn’t think she’d seen anything so hot in her life when Oldrik lapped her juices from Ardon’s hand. Someone make me come, she begged.
“As you wish, My Treasure.”
Ardon returned his hand to her pink folds, and he traced her inner lips. Dipping into her slick opening, he deliberately paid attention to the sensitive entrance. Skye scooted her hips toward his touch, needing more. Ardon rewarded her by pressing two fingers deep into her channel. His thumb brushed over her clit, providing the final bit of stimulation she needed.
“Ahhh!” she screamed into the room, her voice echoing on the hard surfaces of the bathroom.
Oldrik captured her mouth and kissed her deeply as Ardon extended her orgasm until she didn’t think she could handle any more. To her surprise, he slid his fingers from her and scooped up her juices to trail them back to that small opening.
With a start, Skye realized what he planned. She gasped into Oldrik’s mouth. Were they both...?
“Blueberry, will you let us make you ours completely?” Oldrik asked, brushing her hair out of her face.
If it’s too much….
“Then our play will stop until you’re ready,” Ardon assured her from behind. His fingers spread her slippery essence over the tight ring guarding her entrance. His fingertip breached the opening and glided inside.
The nerve-rich area tantalized her. She’d been on edge since they’d placed the plug inside her. Now, the thought of having both men filling her at the same time seemed so sexy and frightening simultaneously. Skye reached back to pull Ardon closer. She kissed him hard.
Go slow! She requested.
“We will not rush our first time possessing you completely,” he promised her before kissing her shoulder.
A drawer opened with a rasp in the vanity behind Ardon and then a click. Envisioning him slathering lubricant on his thick erection, she fought to prevent her muscles from tightening. A pinch to her nipple brought her head up quickly to meet Oldrik’s eyes.
“Trust your mates, Skye. We will always take care of you.” He glanced past her to meet Ardon’s gaze. “This is a good opportunity to show the possibilities of our new connection to our mate.”
Not understanding Oldrik’s words, she nodded. Skye would agree to anything now. She leaned forward to press a kiss to his lips. Distract me. She did not need to ask him twice.
Sensations exploded in her brain. Suddenly, she could experience everything in her Daddies’ minds. The brush of her lips on Oldrik’s and his enjoyment of her firm breasts filling his hands spilled into her mind. Warring with those, Ardon’s appreciation of her curves and the slick lubricant he spread over his fierce erection appeared in her thoughts. Skye moaned as she struggled to figure out what to focus on.
Oldrik added one more delicious treat. He glided his thigh against her mound and bounced slightly, watching her face. Skye’s hands tightened on his shoulders as each caress battled for her attention. His cock rubbed against her stomach and knew where that was going soon. The eroticism of the moment overwhelmed her thoughts. Nothing would be off-limits with her mates. When Oldrik’s mouth closed over her nipple, Skye abandoned all attempts to concentrate on anything. She could only treasure the pleasure her mates lavished on her and the delight they experienced.
Supporting her as Ardon entered her from behind, Oldrik was her rock in a sea of buffeting emotions. When he was fully inside her, Ardon wrapped a hand around her waist and pulled her close. His beard scratched the sensitive skin of her neck as he kissed and nibbled at her shoulders.
“Damn. You feel amazing,” Ardon growled into her ear before rolling her slightly toward him.
Skye wrapped her thigh over Oldrik’s hip, urging him forward. Her eyes closed to concentrate on the sensation of Oldrik as he pressed into her pussy. She felt like he pushed the breath out of her body as he claimed the last bits of space inside her. Just when she thought she couldn’t handle anymore, Ardon squeezed her punished bottom. Skye gasped in reaction, refilling her lungs.
“Breathe, Little One. And feel,” Ardon instructed.
The two men began to move together in an intricate dance that sent waves of pleasure through her. Almost immediately, she climaxed, enjoying their potent touch.
An image formed in her mind of three lights converging—blue, bronze, and pure white. The three wrapped around each other, swirling and blending together. Are you seeing this?
The triad bonding. Ardon’s voice echoed with awe.
We are now one, Oldrik celebrated.
Joy filled her consciousness. Skye knew it came from each of them. Reaching an overwhelming level, the sizzling connection seemed to permeate through her, testing her endurance.
Teeth bit into her shoulder sharply. Ouch!
“Pay attention, mate,” Ardon urged, drawing her back to the present.
Skye twisted her head to the side to kiss his shoulder. Her mates protected her in all ways. Feeling secure once again, Skye abandoned herself to the caresses and skillful lovemaking they lavished on her.