Chapter Ten

 

 

The look on Jaxon's face when Kyran jumped into the tunnel after me was priceless. I had to push Jax out of the way so that the diggers could come in behind us and fill in the hole. We didn't want a heart soldier to stumble across a tunnel into Underland.

“Kyran!” King Bevan said as soon as we cleared the miners.

“Bev!” Kyran hugged the King of Clubs tight. “It's good to see you, my friend.”

“The sight of you is not so good,” Draven drawled as he set a hand on Kyran's shoulder. “What happened to you?”

“That bitch killed my brother and then she tried to drain me,” Kyran growled. “I didn't fall for her love magic, though: my heart was meant for another.” Kyran looked over to me and smiled. “So, Rina threw me into the dungeon and left me to rot.”

“Until Queen Alice found him,” Nick declared proudly. “And that was after she used her magics of Cut, Shuffle, and Deal to get the Vorpal sword. Then she used Fold to subdue a guard and free His Majesty.”

“His Majesty?” Jaxon lifted a brow.

“Kyran is the true King of Hearts,” I said. “My magic bonded to his. It's how I found him.”

“Well, then welcome to the deck, King Kyran.” Jaxon held out a hand to him.

“Thank you,” Kyran said sincerely.

“Now, let's get you back to your former stature,” Bevan declared. “Come with me, Kyran.”

Kyran cast another long look my way as Bevan led him down a hallway, and I smiled softly at him.

“You've done it now, Queen Alice,” Draven purred.

“What's that?” I asked.

“You've got your four kings,” Jaxon explained. “An unbeatable hand in Wonderland, especially when you add the Wild card.” He tapped the Vorpal sword which I'd strapped to my hip. “As soon as Kyran recovers, we're taking back Wonderland. It's a sure bet.”

“But for now”–Draven slid up behind me and set his hands to my waist–“I think we should celebrate.”

“Just the three of us,” Jaxon agreed with a wicked smile.

The King of Spades pressed forward, kissing me as he eased me into the arms of the King of Diamonds. Draven's mouth went to my throat as his hands roamed my body, and soon, we were moaning and writhing together.

Someone cleared their throat as they passed by, and we broke apart guiltily.

“Right,” Jaxon said, “perhaps a room would be more appropriate.”

“As long as it has a bed in it.” Draven picked me up and carried me down the hallway. “In fact, I know the perfect place.”

“Draven, your room is too ...” Jaxon strode after us.

“Too what?” Draven smirked at Jax. “Too fine for the likes of you? Yes, I know, but our queen deserves the very best for our first time together.”

“Shouldn't we wait for the others?” I worried at my lip.

“Do you truly want to make love to four men at once?” Jaxon asked as Draven opened his bedroom door.

“Valid.” I grimaced.

“At least not for your first experience,” Draven amended, and I set my wide eyes on him. “Trust me, Alice, you'll want the four of us together once we marry. I've been told that there's no experience quite like the mating of the Deck.”

“The Deck?” I giggled. “That sounds a bit naughty.”

“Oh, it can be,” Draven purred as he laid me on his velvet swathed bed.

Jaxon closed and bolted the bedroom door behind us.

“The Deck is the name for the married royals of Wonderland,” Jaxon explained. “We were one short before, but now it's full. You will have the four kings to support you.”

“Ah, double meanings.” I smiled. “I like that.”

“You'll like this even better,” Draven vowed as he unbelted the Vorpal.

“Be careful with that,” I warned him.

“I have it,” Jaxon took the sword and placed it on a nearby table. “Relax, Alice.”

Then Jax pulled off his tunic, and I nearly fainted. Jaxon's chest was wide and sculpted perfectly, with a golden tan accentuating his thick muscles. He undid his pants and dropped them without artifice, stepping clear of them as if he stood nude before me every day. I whimpered.

Draven glanced at Jaxon and huffed, “Yes, he's built like a soldier. But I know how to make you feel like a queen.”

Draven had removed my clothing while I was distracted by Jaxon, and he eased me back onto the bed gently. I slid over the luxurious velvet and sighed as I watched Draven remove his clothes in a much slower manner than Jaxon. My breath caught as Draven eased his tunic up over the taut muscles of his stomach, drawing his long fingers over his chest as he pulled the material over his head. Then he untied the drawstring on his pants and slowly, ever so slowly, eased them over his hips. His erect member jumped free and reached for me, its smooth tip flushed and anxious.

Then Draven crawled across the bed and eased between my thighs as Jaxon climbed up beside me. Jaxon slid his arms around me, pulling me in tight against him as he kissed me. Draven spread my legs and began nibbling his way up my thigh, stopping to lick and nuzzle every couple of inches. He massaged my calves and drew his hands up, beneath my knees, then drew my knees up and to the sides. I felt his hot breath on my intimate flesh and then the angle of his jaw rubbing into me.

Draven's chin split me and then his tongue drew up my center. I screamed into Jaxon's kiss, and the men shivered with pleasure. A golden glow began to rise around us, just a faint haze, but I both felt and saw it. I reached out a hand to trail within the magical current before I pressed my palm to the back of Draven's head and urged him closer. He growled against me and slid a slim finger into me. I arched, and Jaxon transferred his kiss to my breasts.

Ecstasy took hold of me as I was loved thoroughly by two of my kings. Emerald eyes flashed up at me, a sexy taunt as Draven gave me another long lick before he began to suck. Then Jaxon's deep blue stare claimed my attention as he bit at my breast. I writhed between them and moaned for more.

“I had the first taste,” Draven lifted his head to say to Jaxon. “I'll give you the first thrust.”

“Generous of you,” Jaxon said with some surprise.

“I intend to teach Alice other things while you work.” Draven smirked.

“It's hardly work,” Jaxon switched places with Draven and set himself between my thighs. “Alice, have you done this before?”

“No,” I whispered.

“I'll try to be gentle,” Jaxon said as he took hold of himself and eased into me.

I moaned and angled my hips upward.

“Easy now,” Draven purred and then bit my ear. “There will be another bite below. Let Jaxon work up to it.”

And Jaxon did. He slipped a little in and then out, easing me open slowly. I cried out in frustration as he went halfway in and stopped against the barrier of my maidenhood. I tried to push up against him.

“Here, my love”–Draven slid up further onto my pillow so that his manhood was level with my face–“focus on this for awhile.”

I licked my lips and then him, drawing my tongue over his tip. He cried out and trembled, his hand going to my hair. I gained confidence from that and took him fully into my mouth, savoring the taste and feel of him. I eased down his shaft and then drew up it, firming my mouth around him. As Draven moaned, Jaxon drove into me fully, and I cried out. Draven drove himself in deeper too, and I was overcome by the sensation of having them both filling me.

I worked Draven more ferociously as Jaxon began pumping faster. Hands went to my breasts and kneaded them as one of Jaxon's thumbs rubbed over my most sensitive spot. We became one mass of bucking, undulating, moaning pleasure. And then that pleasure broke, and we went crashing over the falls of ecstasy, diving into rapture so deep that I was certain I would never surface.