Chapter 26
Chapter Twenty-Six
RAGNAKOR
Iwatch with pleasure as Vizarios gets to know the queen’s friend better, behaving as politely as he’s capable of. While the dance goes on, Nissia drifts closer to his side, and soon his arm is around her shoulders, casually draped there.
Ari notices it, too, and shoots me a knowing smirk, then goes back to watching the performers.
Soon, Vizarios’s hand is under Nissia’s hair, his claws winding through her curls. It looks as if the dance is working its magic on her, and after a time, her arm shifts position under the table so she can, I imagine, touch his thigh.
Then, the dance is over, and the king is clearly trying hard to not appear overeager for what might come next. After they talk quietly for a few more moments, Vizarios rises to his feet.
“Thank you again to Lady Ari for coming to Selvumrrest.” He slaps his tail as he bows to the queen’s friend, who gets to her feet and bows in return.
“Thank you for the warm welcome,” she says primly, a knowing smile on her face.
After Ari and Nissia exchange hugs, Vizarios takes his wife’s hand. “Now, we must depart for the night. I hope you enjoy your stay in our land.”
I’m quick to take up the rear as my king and queen push in their chairs. Nissia kisses her puppy goodbye, and Ari lifts Daina into her lap, clearly taking custody of the creature for the night.
Then we’re off, out of the dining room and down the hall, both of my charges walking quite fast. Vizarios pauses outside his own rooms, but Nissia tugs him along.
“My quarters,” she says, her tone brooking no argument. Vizarios shoots her a wide-eyed look as they head down the hall and around the corner.
When Nissia pushes the door open to her own rooms, I hear Zephala squeal inside. Quickly, she exits, smiling as she passes me. I get a feeling she knows everything.
I station myself at the door, waiting for it to close behind them, but it remains open. Nissia leans through.
“Captain?” she asks. “Aren’t you coming?”
I frown at her. “This is your time, Your Majesty. With the king. Your husband.”
All she does is pout. “That’s not fair.”
“Fair?” I am not sure what fair has to do with it.
“I need you there.” She reaches out and curls her hand around mine, and she is trembling ever so slightly. “I need... Papa there.”
She has never used this word before. Thanks to it, though, I understand. She wants a protector. Guidance. She still feels uncertain with Vizarios—and she seeks certainty with me.
I run a hand over her hair, down her back, providing the best assurance I can. “All right, my queen.”
When I step inside, Nissia is already heading toward the bedroom, shedding the scarf she wore at dinner, and then her belt. By the time we’re all inside, she is naked underneath her light-colored robe and it hangs open, clinging to her dark nipples and baring almost everything else to us.
Vizarios stands in the doorway as she seats herself on the bed. He has an expression on his face like now that he’s here, he’s not sure what to do with her.
I give him a gentle push on the shoulder. “Your queen is waiting for you.”
Finally, he steps inside and I follow him, guiding him to her by the elbow. When Vizarios stands in front of the bed, I reach around him to unclip his belt, then take it off. I pull one side of his robe off his shoulder, and then the other side, letting it fall into a pool at his feet.
The king stands there with his cock proudly jutting out, his chest expanding and contracting with his shallow breaths.
He stares at Nissia like she’s the only thing in the world, and when she smiles shyly, his hand curls into a fist and he takes a sure, heavy step toward her.
He pushes a ringlet of her hair away from her face, then leans down to kiss her.
It is strange, I’ll admit, to watch a human and a dragon kiss.
Our bodies are so different, and yet without too much time, they figure it out.
As their lips meld together, Vizarios drags a claw down Nissia’s chest, over her nipple, and she lets out a breathy gasp against his mouth.
I am so entranced by watching them, I don’t notice my king’s hand reaching out for me.
“Papa,” he says as he pulls away from their kiss.
I take his hand and he brings me in. Instead of getting between them, I slide behind Vizarios, standing half a head taller as I surround him with my arms. I can’t help dragging my claws down his front to his cock, where I wrap one hand around it.
Vizarios grunts and his ministrations on the queen halt.
“Tease her,” I tell him, stroking upward. “And I’ll reward you.”
He does as he’s told, playing with her other nipple now as he retakes her mouth. His hips cant into my hand, and I grind against his tail, which hangs down between my legs. As he grows slick and shiny in my palm, I slow my movements.
“Now,” I murmur into Vizarios’s ear, “I want you to lick her between the legs. Get her good and ready.”
He nods furiously in agreement, his cock twitching in my hand. “Yes, Papa.”
“Get on the bed and lie back, my queen.”
She does it immediately and without question.
I release Vizarios and he climbs up on top of her, his hungry cock dripping at the tip.
He peppers kisses down her bare breasts, pushing her robe aside as he goes, and I admire the way he moves with such tenderness, such devotion.
When he reaches the apex of her thighs, I approach the bed.
“Open your legs,” I tell Nissia, climbing onto it beside them, still wearing my full armor. I do not need to be bare to do my job here. I run a hand down her thigh and reflexively, she spreads them. Vizarios licks his chops as she’s revealed.
Without any further prompting, he leans down and dives in, his tongue snaking toward his prize. The king settles in, keeping one of her thighs pinned as he fucks her with his tongue, then returns to that small bead of flesh.
That must be what Nissia likes, because she throws her head back and moans.
I am glad that Vizarios is versed in the ways of females. I stroke his back as he feasts on her, suckling and licking and then burying his tongue inside her.
“How does it feel?” I hold her hand in mine as Vizarios makes wet sounds between her legs.
“Incredible,” she gasps, clutching me tighter as he furiously attacks her cunt.
“Are you ready for his cock?” I ask gently, reaching out to cup one of her breasts. It feels marvelous in my hand, heavy and yet soft, perfect for sucking. Nissia’s back arches, and so I move to her nipple, teasing that with my fingers.
“I-I’m ready.” The queen lets out a louder moan as Vizarios executes some trick with his tongue.
“Little king,” I call out sharply.
He tears his head away, his eyes wild and his mouth soaking wet. His tongue darts out, licking it all off his lips, and there’s a kind of madness in his expression I’ve never seen before.
“It’s time,” I tell him, helping him back up to his knees.
“It is?” It appears as if the need to mate has almost taken over his mind. His cock is fully swollen, hard and dripping. He gapes down at Nissia. “Can I... Can I have you again? Please? My wife?”
She nods slowly. “Yes.” Then she turns to me. “How, Papa?”
I guide her up off the bed, onto her hands and knees, so Vizarios can truly sate his need to breed her. This is what our kind do when reduced to our base instincts. When he approaches, I wrap one hand around his cock, squeezing it, and he groans in appreciation.
Then I lean down and slide him into my mouth.
Vizarios lets out a growl of pleasure as I coat him in saliva, bringing him deep into my throat and then pulling him back out until the nubs all along his length are coated and gleaming. Then, I urge him closer to Nissia, where her opening is shining.
“Here he is, my queen,” I say, bringing the tip of that cock right to where the petals of her cunt are spread and waiting.
She writhes. “Please!”
I guide Vizarios inside her, watching as his tapered, pointed head glides through the layers of her cunt. Nissia cries out as he breaches her, and there, the king stops, panting raggedly.
“You feel like nothing else on this earth, my wife,” Vizarios whispers, nearly buckling forward. I reach around his ass and squeeze, which has the desired effect of pushing him farther inside her, and both of them moan in unison.
I remember that nub of flesh that brought Nissia such pleasure earlier and reach between their linked bodies to find it. As I search, Vizarios reels his hips back, pulling his cock nearly free of her. He’s gasping with effort, like he’s trying his hardest not to lose control.
I hold him there, squeezing his ass, before slowly, carefully pushing him back in. Nissia gasps in response, and that’s when I find it—beneath her curly hair there is that tiny pearl. And when I run my finger over it, Nissia cries out.
“Fuck!” Vizarios says, his claws digging into the soft brown flesh of her ass. “She tightened up so much, I...” He trails off, helpless.
“Don’t worry, little king,” I tell him, reaching down to cup his balls in my hand. “You will have many chances to fuck your queen tonight.”
NISSIA
I am drowning in the best possible way. Vizarios is behind me, inside me, still not quite filling me but so, so close. And Ragnakor, our Papa, is stroking my clit and sending sparks of flame up my arms and legs.
Vizarios pulls back again, that texture on his cock driving me wild as he nearly withdraws, then Ragnakor shoves him back in. That wonderful shaft goes deeper this time, and I open for him, crying out as the captain’s hand on my clit speeds up.
I’m going to come like this faster than a rock can fall down a mountain.
“Oh, Papa,” I moan, my arms shaking until they finally give out, and I collapse onto my elbows.
“That is your husband inside you,” Ragnakor says sternly. “Tell him how he pleases you.”
“It’s so good.” My body jerks as Vizarios thrusts again, faster, burying himself even more fully in me. “I’ve never felt anything like it. I need...”
“What is it?” Ragnakor demands.
“More!” I have to have all of it, right now.
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’s spend 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.