Chapter 16 Blaze
BLAZE
As Mikkel devours Strom with his kiss in our underground bedroom, a hot, wild passion careens between them. As if something that was locked for them has suddenly become freed, the two men go at each other now—as I stand in Bjorn’s arms and watch them, shocked.
Through our bond, I feel Mikkel thrum with a deep lust, as he grips Strom’s shoulders, kissing him like he’s drowning. Strom has zero reservations about Mikkel, seizing my taller drake and devouring him right back.
As I’m suddenly hot with a vast need I didn’t even know I had.
It’s apparent now that the Thorsen twins and Strom were a threesome before Alfhild Fey, which was centered on my cheeky and beguiling Second Drake. Heat boils inside me, as I watch Strom and Mikkel get it on now, hard and adversarial, teasing and wicked in the way both of them are.
As Mikkel kisses Strom, biting his kisses into Strom’s lips and hauling him close, grinding their hips together, Strom winds his hands up into Mikkel’s hair. As Strom seizes Mikkel’s wavy hair, growling and hauling him back now from their kiss, he makes Mikkel stare into his vivid brimstone eyes.
Dominating Mikkel in a way few can.
It’s then I realize my charismatic Second Drake has the heart of not just one Thorsen twin, but two, as Mikkel’s black eyes flare a hot copper to Strom’s scalding passion.
Strom’s also the dominant in this relationship, as Mikkel gasps hard now, growling and grinding their bodies together, needing more.
As it hits me that Mikkel and Strom share a deeper past than I knew, I see how everything of that past burns in their eyes. It roars through their rock-hard bodies also, and makes their mutual Bone Magic careen tenfold, as I feel them resonate hard together, as they share something long denied.
It’s something they thought couldn’t be shared in this relationship, as I suddenly feel a thought from Strom wallop me through our Bloodbond.
Because each of them assumed I’d be possessive like Alfhild Fey, insisting they only be with me in this bond. As they feel my searing heat now, however, me amazed in the best way that Mikkel and Strom share this carnal, wild heat, they both look at me.
As our gazes connect, I feel some extra dimension of power solidify in our bond. Because as Bone Mages, Mikkel’s and Strom’s powers resonate; I feel that shared power lock home inside them, and me also, as they growl at me and I heave hard breaths.
I’m all about it, as wetness slicks me from everything they’re doing, carnal and wild.
Because I love how deliciously forceful it is; Strom and Mikkel each have a hand on the other’s rock-hard cocks now, pulling each other through their silk pants as they grind, kiss, and watch me with their dragons burning in their eyes.
A pleased—and deviantly sexy—smile is upon Strom’s face as he grins at me.
And I’m suddenly all-in with this extra dimension to our Bloodbond.
“What the fuck are you up to, Strom Eriksson?” Bjorn growls now, though his growl is more like a pant, as his hands slide up and down my waist. Bjorn grips and kneads me as we watch; because I am not the only one feeling this hard, fast, and wickedly teasing fight-fuck energy Strom and Mikkel share.
Sensations in our Bloodbond are shared many ways; it’s even more potent when somebody is having sex. Though Bjorn has been on the receiving end of that a few times, something about watching it take place right in front of him is making him heat with a blistering, roaring passion now.
Although both my inner drake and drakaina growl at this hot, rapacious foreplay my Second and Third Drake are sharing, my First Drake is combusting.
As Bjorn feels what Strom and Mikkel are sharing through our Bloodbond, he’s boiling with ardor; a hot flush fills him, making his enormous cock rock-solid as it presses against my ass in our thin silk.
I feel how all his reservations with group sex are failing, as he becomes wildly aroused now with the rest of us. Because Strom has found a workaround for everybody fighting over me.
As he and Mikkel fight over each other now—glorious.
“Well, I thought I would change things up, since I have the most experience with group sex in this little gathering of ours,” Strom says casually, as he turns to face us, in Mikkel’s arms.
Strom’s green eyes burn with the brimstone ring of his dragon, lecherous, as he grinds back on the taller drake, grinning like a brigand. As he watches us with his massive erection at full-staff in his pants, he slides a hand up behind Mikkel’s head, gripping his hair again.
I watch my mean Third Drake’s dark eyelashes flutter. Growling, he grinds hard against Strom’s ass, sliding a hand down to grip Strom’s erection. But Strom yanks his hair again.
Mikkel smiles wickedly, loving it.
“I’ve had threesomes in the past.” I protest now, although I’m distracted as Bjorn’s strong hands slide down to my crotch now, mimicking what Mikkel’s doing. Bjorn strokes me down there with his big palms and fingers, through the silk.
Making me writhe back upon him and gasp as he growls into my hair.
“I’ve done countless trios. Every which way you can do it,” Mikkel says also, as I raise my eyebrows to learn that he’s not just bisexual but also a switch.
“Yes, but a threesome differs greatly from group sex. Especially when there is only one drakaina and plenty of drakes.” Strom counters, sounding so much like my best friend, Dusk Arlohaim, from the Red Letter Hotel Paris that I crack a smile.
“Are you going to tell us all about it?” I can’t help but ask.
“A gentleman does not kiss and tell.” Strom grins back at me as he wrangles Mikkel, though he’s allowed Mikkel to stroke his cock through his pants now, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
“What I will do, however, is orchestrate all this for us, taking the reins so we don’t fuck it up.
If you would give me your blessing to do so? ”
He looks at me now, pinning me with his glorious green gaze, and I nod.
Giving Strom command of whatever we’re all going to do—as he now becomes the full dominant among us.
“Be my guest.”
“Wonderful.” Strom beams at me as he gets to command us. Because he rarely gets to be in first place with all the other dominant personalities, big egos, and even bigger magics amongst my drakes.
But he’s in charge now; and it’s so much better, as he truly orchestrates everything we’re doing.
“Bjorn, you get to kiss and play with Rikyava. Mikkel, you’re with me,” Strom says now as he nods at me.
“Everybody get it on, and we’ll share our sensations through our Bloodbond.
That way, we’ll feel like we’re having group sex, when what we’re really doing is having two couples doing voyeuristic sex near each other.
Since we’re all bonded, however, I’m hoping it’ll have the effect we need and raise all our passions to such a level that it can produce a massive wave of magical resonance amongst us.
And give Baldur what he needs to get rid of his curses. ”
“It’s worth a try.” I feel like I’m already halfway there, however, melting into putty as Bjorn strokes me through my silk. Deeper, harder, he works his big fingers over my clit now, as his massive erection presses against my ass.
Yes, please.
“Don’t I get any say in this?” Mikkel asks now, though I can already tell by the searing copper fire in his dark eyes that he likes the compromise Strom’s laid out for us.
“Of course, you do.” Strom reaches back, gripping Mikkel’s hard cock and looking up at him. “What do you say, pretty boy? You game?”
“You’re the one who looks like a Disney prince, not me.” Mikkel grins at Strom, as his black eyes catch fire.
“Big bad pirate likes Disney boys, hmm?” Strom teases now as his eyebrows lift.
“Shut up and kiss me.” Mikkel grins, bending down and seizing Strom’s head as he hauls my Second Drake around into a kiss.
I have to stop everything I’m doing with Bjorn to watch this. It’s just too good, as he and I both stop now, to see Strom and Mikkel get it on.
Because my hot, lean Second Drake is surging up to devour the lips of my tall, devastating Third Drake, relentless now.
Strom hauls Mikkel’s pants down from his hips, seizing his cock, as Mikkel does the same, raking Strom’s pants halfway down his ass to grip Strom’s massive erection.
As they grunt, heave, and fuck into each other’s hands now, still kissing like they’re going to eat each other’s faces off, my need skyrockets.
Because they make a ridiculously good-looking duo, as my pale, runner-lean Mikkel grips Strom’s lithe nakedness close with a hard hand on his bare ass.
Bjorn’s hands slide over me in a frenzy now, digging in, as his searing golden eyes remain glued to Strom and Mikkel.
I can’t help it; I reach back, thrusting a hand into Bjorn’s silken pants and making them come partway off as I grip his thick cock behind me, mimicking what my other drakes are doing.
As Bjorn gasps at my touch, groaning now, he loses control of his massive golden drake. As it roars all through me, he rips aside my silk robe, one hand surging up to grip my neck as the other grips my crotch.
Rubbing me mercilessly down below.
I’m bare to his fingers now, and I moan, thrusting back on him and writhing as he does what he’s doing, plus what Mikkel and Strom are doing before us.
With a growl, Bjorn thrusts two fingers up inside me and I gasp, arching back on him and crying out, because I’m so open and wet, and it feels fantastic.
He snarls in my ear as he bites my neck, biting his kisses into me as he holds me captive. As Bjorn blazes like a wildfire now, I feel how deeply attracted he is to what Strom and Mikkel are doing. Because he feels it like I do, through our Bloodbond, as everyone blisters with heat now.
And Bjorn wants to take part—in all of it.