Back in my bedchamber, I cannot stop thinking about the enemy army right beyond our border. It doesn’t make for the most romantic situation, but the princes look at me with dark, lustful eyes, and I know they aren’t going to have any problem making hilock with me tonight.

The sun is setting on the horizon, and the Org army is shooting flaming arrows over the canyon. They hit the grassy ground on the other side and burn patches in the grass. A rhythmic banging echoes through the night air, and it pounds in my brain.

“What are they doing?” I ask the princes as I try to look out the window.

“They are building a bridge,” Trav says.

I turn to him as shock burns in my face. “What? How close are they to being done?”

“We can’t tell. Perhaps a few hours.”

“Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“You needed rest, Dani. We didn’t want to rush you,” Conyac says.

“It was his idea,” Trav grumbles, crossing his arms.

“It doesn’t matter now. We have to get on with it. We were almost ready before. Since we don’t have to start over completely, let’s start where we left off. Okay?”

The princes look at me, and slow grins curl on their lips, their eyes bright with lust. I pull my nightgown off and step over to the bed. The princes are wearing dark, silk robes that they take off and let fall to the floor. I climb on the bed, not taking my eyes from them.

I see they are already hard and ready. My body buzzes with desire and longing. The fear I felt before is replaced with a bottomless pit of lust as deep as the canyon around Skyland. My entire body pulses with it. I lick my lips and show my strong teeth, my eyes shining on them.

Trav approaches first, pulling me up onto his lap as he falls on the bed, his back against the headboard. His hands grasp my behind, pulling the slit wide. He kisses me deeply, flicking his tongue in and out of my mouth as Conyac climbs on the bed behind me.

Oil drizzles down my back and between my ass cheeks. Conyac’s fingers slide between the pillows of my behind as Trav rubs my pussy on his cock. He moves from kissing my mouth to kissing my breasts, sucking and biting my hard nipples with his sharp teeth.

I’m gushing moisture even as the oil slides over my pussy and ass. Conyac pushes his finger inside my tight hole as Trav sucks on my tits and grinds against my clit with his hard cock. I groan, coming already for them as they bite and suck and penetrate me.

Conyac replaces his finger with the head of his cock and glides inside me as Trav rubs the tight mound between my legs with his thumb. My pussy clenches over his cock as it presses against my opening. Conyac pushes further inside, sinking to the base.

I quiver and moan. Conyac holds my hips tight in his hands and Trav tilts his hips back, pressing the head of his cock against my pussy. I’m ready to take them both. I’m ready to be bitten and marked as their queen.

Trav thrusts inside me as Conyac pulls back. My pussy clenches in orgasm as he enters me. My breasts are enflamed, and my nipples are like little stones that Trav traces with his long, slick tongue. He rubs my clit with his thumb as they thrust in and out of me in turn.

The sensation is better the second time, now that my body is used to accepting them. I don’t want this fullness to ever end. I adore them. I want them in all ways all the time. I am so ready to be claimed that I open my mouth and clamp my teeth down on Trav’s neck.

He groans and bucks under me, thrusting hard into my pussy. I taste his blood on my tongue, and it turns me on even more. I growl and hold the sensitive flesh of his neck between my sharp teeth. He holds me tight and grasps my hair, groaning and growling with lust.

Finally I let go as Conyac pulls my face back to kiss me. Instead of kissing him, I bite him hard on the neck, tasting his blood as I had Trav’s. He pounds into my ass as Trav pounds into my pussy. Trav rubs his hands over my body, and Conyac squeezes my breasts.

I’m alive and on fire. My mind is like a universe has opened inside my brain, and my dragon is flying above me in her full glory. She is in bliss as am I. I let go of Conyac’s neck, panting as I come over and over.

I feel the princes coming close to their own climaxes and all at once, they dive into my neck on either side and clamp down on my flesh. I cry out in pleasure and agony as their sharp teeth penetrate the skin. They draw blood, and they lap it up with their tongues.

I can feel them grow stiff and wide inside me before they shoot their seed hard and fast into my depths. I come with a roar of thunder. My inner dragon lets blast her sonic boom as the power of the monarchs descends upon us all.

The last of their seed pumps inside me. With one voice, we begin to wail. Power courses through me, pumping into my veins. Inside me, my dragon seems to glow with strength, her scales shine like a shooting star, and her eyes gleam with intensity.

Trav stands, looking down at his arms and chest. Conyac begins laughing and we all stand together, in a circle, looking at each other with gleeful expressions.

“Can you feel it?” Conyac asks.

“Yes,” I say.

Trav rubs his hands over his chest and smiles so wide I can see his gums. Blood is smeared on his lips from my neck, and my entire body throbs.

“It is done,” Trav says. “We all have the power of the monarchs now. The Org army will fall at our feet.”