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I jerked away from Magnus’s kiss. “No, I can’t. It’s too big, you’ll…”
Drayke’s firm smack on my bottom cut off my protests. “You can and you will. Surrender to us, Meli.” He dug his fingers into my hips, holding me in place, and worked the head in.
Oh Goddess! His cock was hot. So much hotter than his oil-covered fingers. He slid in another inch, and I gasped. His fingers splayed over my rear cheeks awakened the stinging burn from Magnus’s spanking. The line between pain and pleasure blurred, fueling my dark desires. Mindless and frantic with need, I pressed back against him, desperate for more. He eased out instead, as Magnus rocked his hips up, thrusting his cock deeper.
They moved together, one sliding in as the other eased away. They took their cues from my breathless moans. Pumping harder, taking me higher with every stroke. Pinned between them, I had no choice.
I surrendered. Surrendered my body, surrendered my will to theirs.
The waves of passion built, each one carrying me higher.
Magnus picked up the pace. His whole body tensed. He let out a wild cry as he thrust deep. I felt his hot cum spurting inside me.
My body responded instantly, pussy and ass spasming. Drayke made a low sound deep in his chest, like the roar of a dragon, and buried his cock in my ass as he came.
Closing my eyes, I opened my heart and let my warriors fill me.
Fuck me.
Love me.
* * *
Hours later, my eyes popped open. The fortress was silent as a tomb, but I swore I’d heard a voice calling my name.
My lovers and I were in a tangle of sweaty limbs, but I managed to slide out of bed without waking either of them. Naked, I walked through the empty rooms to the stone door connecting our fortress with the temple.
Had it been the oracle’s voice I heard? Perhaps she was back.
I pushed the heavy stone door open and stepped across the threshold – into sand.
A vast ocean lay before me. Waves crashed on the shore, the white froth splashing onto my bare feet.
Confused, I turned back.
But the door to the fortress had disappeared. All that remained was sand and sky – and sea.
A figure emerged from the crest of the next wave. A man, naked. He ran his fingers through a mane of wet black hair, slicking it back from his forehead, and came toward me. He had the powerful shoulders and arms of a swimmer, and his broad chest tapered to a narrow waist and lean hips. I caught my breath as the wave receded, exposing his cock. Thick and heavy.
He lifted his head. Piercing black eyes bored into mine.
We’d never met, but I knew him in an instant. It was the third warrior I’d seen the night I first heard the Prophecy of Doom. The wizard who could command the sea.
