“We’re dragons,” he said gently. “We can turn into smoke.”
“Oh,” Phuong said, blinking. There wasn’t going to be a time when she’d be able to run away from people who could easily teleport.
“Are we really so bad?” Gahariet asked. “Why don’t you want to mate with us?” He was behind her. She felt his hard erection pressed gently against her backside.
A thrumming began in her lower parts. She could feel herself getting damp, her muscles relaxing just a hair.
“I don’t…I’ve never…”
“We would make it good for you,” Gahariet whispered in her ear. His hands were on the lower curve of her soft stomach, and then they were just a little lower.
Olivier got even closer and put his hand under her chin so that she was staring straight into his eyes, his mouth not even a breath away.
“Just say yes,” Olivier said. “Say yes, and you’ll experience something better than anything you’ve known before.”
Phuong was sandwiched between the two dragons, feeling one erection pressing into the soft curves of her bottom and the other one digging just a little bit into her stomach.
“Yes,” she said, surrendering. Maybe it was the sip of alcohol, but she felt pleasantly loose and warm.
Olivier’s mouth came crashing down on hers, like a dragon swooping down on its prey. His kiss tasted like wine, like pouring warm wine down her throat.
His hands went to the curves of her hips. Gahariet’s hands were cupping her breasts now, playing with them as his brother explored Phuong’s mouth.
Then Olivier’s hands were at the back of her head, and he touched her recent surgery’s scar. Shooting pain radiated from the base of her skull.
“Ouch,” she said, and the moment shattered like untempered glass. She stepped out from between them. She looked from Olivier to Gahariet, feeling naked and vulnerable in front of them. She could see the fire in their eyes, and she didn’t know how she should be feeling.
“My brother. I need to see him. He needs to know that I’m okay. I…I’m tired. I need to rest.” She walked in a daze deeper into the castle. How was she going to last a whole day in this castle with them?
24
Pool Game
Gahariet
Olivier took the pool cue in his hands and shot the cue ball as hard as he could.
But the pool table wasn’t meant to be abused by a Drakan at full strength. The ball went spinning out of control. The tip of the pool cue hit the blue fabric, ripping through it and ruining the table. It was a gift from an ambassador of a country that Gahariet couldn’t remember.
“Ugh,” he said, throwing his stick down on the ground.
He turned to Gahariet. “This may not have been the best way to let off steam.”
“We need to give her some time. She’s just overwhelmed, that’s all.”
“Maybe we made a mistake when we chose her.”
“You know that we didn’t. She’s ours.”
Gahariet knew that Olivier just needed to simmer down. All the time, he was the hotter burning flame, especially after their mother had passed.
But now he was burning hotter than before. Gahariet knew that it was hard for Olivier to open up emotionally, and he’d already started forming a romantic attachment to Phuong. To be rebuffed so early on was crushing.
His dragon mind couldn’t understand why their mate would push them away. Gahariet had a tighter grip on his dragon nature, and he knew that they just needed to give Phuong time to adjust.
His attraction to her — and Olivier’s attraction to her — was primal. She wasn’t a dragon, though, and she didn’t have a second mind inside of her.
Gahariet knew in his bones that she would be their queen. On some level, surely she knew about it. They just needed to let her accept that she would be by their side.