Chapter Seven
Draego grumbled with his impatience.
She’d been gone for such a long time. It had seemed like hours that she’d been away from his arms and it drove him wild. The moment she had disappeared into the fire, he’d felt the loss of her presence and had yearned quietly for her return. With each passing second, he thought about going in to rescue her, of ignoring the fire shaman’s rule and at just taking her as a wife whatever the results of the trial were, and glared down at the flames curling around them.
He couldn’t do that, but he wanted to.
The moment her body came hurtling from the flames, Draego was ready to catch her.
Her body felt hot and cold in patches and he curled her close into his chest. She shook in his arms and he felt his guarded heart thaw just a bit more.
The fire shaman walked forward with a smile on her face. He couldn’t read her. He didn’t know if she was happy that Jada had failed the trial or that she passed. His future remained uncertain and it made him extremely uncomfortable.
He again thought of taking Jada as his wife, no matter what the shaman said.
Jada was a woman like no other. Her beautiful green eyes were full of passion, innocence he yearned to take, and a gentle, but feisty loving nature brewed up from her depths. He remembered how she had felt when he had taken her for the very first time, her tightness enveloping around his cock like she was made for him.
Her beautiful curves, the way her eyes crinkled when she smiled, her sounds of delight at riding on Bruddis’ back in his dragon form.
It had to be fated. She was his mate. He hugged her tighter to his chest.
He hoped with all his heart that she had passed the trials, that Draegiran tradition would allow him to take this woman as his, in his marriage bed as his wife. Until now, he’d held back, but he ached to have her as his completely, to have her wear his collar and submit to him, crawl for him, wait in his bed for him to take her as he pleased.
His dick hardened just thinking about it.
Licking his lips, he breathed in her scent: lavender, peaches, and roses. It was intoxicating. If they weren’t there in front of the shaman, he’d fuck her on the cold earthen floor of the cave. Bruddis curled his arms around the woman and kissed the top of her head. Draego watched with a warm feeling in his heart.
They both watched the fire shaman cast her spell. Fire burned all around them as she closed the fire portals, one by one disappearing before their eyes as though they had never been there in the first place. The fires around them smoldered out to glowing embers, quickly fading into the rock beneath their feet. After a minute, the only fire left was the flames dancing around her feet and on the metal fans she carried in her hands.
She lifted her chin and Draego’s heart pounded in his chest.
It was time to find out if the fates had deemed Jada worthy to be their queen.
“Draego, Bruddis,” she began. “Jada Rivers has a pure heart, a sound mind, and will submit to you as your wife, body and soul. She passed the trial of the heart and chose the both of you over herself. She figured out the trial of the mind and found her way back to you without losing herself and she survived the trial of submission under your guidance. I deem her worthy of you, my princes,” she said with glee, dancing with fire before them. “She will be your fated wife.”
His heart seemed to stop, before he managed to find his voice again.
“Thank you for your guidance, honored shaman,” Draego said softly.
She smiled one last time before she disappeared in a shower of embers that glowed long after she was gone, drifting down to the rock floor of the cave. The three of them were finally alone together, with the woman fated to be their wife and he couldn’t be more thrilled about it. In fact, he ached to claim her as soon as possible, to sink his cock into her depths and ensure she would never forget his touch.
“Let’s go back to the castle,” Draego said gruffly and his brother nodded.
Bruddis picked up one of the torches and led them out of the cave. Draego followed without a word. Jada was quiet, huddled against his chest and he worried for her, wondered what she had gone through in that final trial when he or his brother hadn’t been there to protect her.
When they emerged out of the cave, the fading sunlight bathed them in its warm embrace. He and his brother easily shifted into their dragon forms. Carrying Jada’s oddly still body in his talons, Draego flew back to the castle, eager to take his woman back to his home.
Landing in a small area at the top of a tall, reinforced tower, he shifted back into his human form as his brother landed beside him. Heading through an ornate wooden door, Draego stalked to the bed and gently placed Jada on the quilt. Her eyes flickered open and her eyes narrowed in confusion, looking from him and then to Bruddis.
“How are you alive? The dragons, they were going to kill you. I had to save you,” she whispered, fear clearly apparent by the waver in her voice and in the depth of her gaze. “You were dead.”
“Shh, it’s alright now. The trials are over. You’ve passed and never have to go through them again. You’re to be our wife, pet,” Draego said softly.
Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, coming from a place of terror, exhaustion, and what looked to be extreme relief. Her hands flittered forward, slinking around both his and his brother’s neck and she hugged them both. Her body trembled against his and he wound his arm around her, pulling her closer to them.
“I thought I was going to be there forever,” she whispered.
“All over now, Jada,” Bruddis replied as he kissed the top of her head. “For us, you were only gone for a few hours, but it felt like ages. We missed you, little human.”
She lifted her wet green eyes to Draego’s and searched for something, her pupils flickering back and forth as she stared. He cupped her chin and drew her lips to his, claiming her as his once and for all. She moaned quietly and he deepened the kiss, devouring her and taking what he wanted and what he knew she needed.
His tongue tangled with hers and she arched into his chest. Finally, he pulled back and his brother took his chance to kiss her. His red eyes seemed to glow with seductive pleasure and he grinned in Draego’s direction.
Quickly, Draego divested her of her dress and still, she didn’t protest. He smirked even wider with pleasure. He didn’t ask for what he wanted, he took and she yielded to him. It felt glorious, a match fated by the gods, but he didn’t care right then. He needed to touch her, take her, fuck her.
Each man placed a hand on her shoulder, pressing her back down to the bed. Draego took a nipple between his lips, Bruddis the other and he twirled his tongue around the hard bud.
Jada needed to be reminded that she was theirs and he aimed to do just that.
He drew his teeth across her sensitive skin and bit softly, but when she arched prettily off the bed under him, he couldn’t help but groan as his cock hardened like steel against her thigh. Taking the lead, he gripped her around the waist and flipped her over, drawing her back so that her bottom lifted high into the air. On her knees with her chest pressed against the bed, she was a picture of decadent seduction.
With his hands, he spread her ass and grinned when her rosy bottom hole tensed with nervous excitement. Running a finger down the cleft of her ass, he teased her and she quivered beneath him, yet she did not fight him. This was an interesting development.
His brother passed him a bottle of oiled lubricant and he poured some on his fingers, but then dribbled some on her tight rim. She clenched, and Bruddis smacked her bottom hard. A white handprint showed for a second, before quickly turning pink and then red.
She deserved to be fucked hard.
But Draego was merciful. She was exhausted and she needed to rest. There would be plenty of time for fucking on their wedding night.
Bruddis slinked his fingers beneath her, circling her clit and making her moan with pleasure. Draego’s cock jolted at the sound, but he held himself back, taking the moment to enjoy Jada’s beautiful body instead of rushing to take her. He ran his thumb up and down the cleft of her ass as he watched her pussy clench with desire, her arousal pouring out of her so much so that her thighs began to glisten with it.
He pushed his thumb into her little bottom hole and grinned with she gasped and fought back at his unexpected intrusion.
Relentless, he worked his digit in and out of her and her moans of pain quickly changed into something heartier and passionate. She was getting turned on.
Reaching into his pocket, he took out a cool, heavy glass butt plug. It was wider than his cock at its biggest point and would help to train her so that she could take the two of them at once without the power of their alpha blood or the fire shaman’s magic. It would prepare her for all they had planned for their wedding night as well.
He swirled the slippery liquid around the tip of the plug and smirked when he placed it flush against her bottom hole and she jumped.
“What’s that?” she whimpered, clearly anxious about the unknown.
“Something that you are to wear to remind you that we are your owners and masters,” Draego replied, the power over her as intoxicating as a glass of mead.
“Resist, and I won’t let you come,” Bruddis added, his grin equally as large as he played with her clit, causing her hips to buck with pleasure.
In response, her moan lowered and her muscles trembled, all signs that her orgasm wasn’t very far off. Bruddis met his eyes and smirked.
Draego pushed the plug slowly and steadily into her bottom, her sounds an odd mixture of pleasurable agony as she reeled from the ecstasy of Bruddis’ fingers and the punishing pain of the plug, widening her naughtiest hole.
She keened, her bottom clenched as her body fought the unnatural assault but Draego took no mercy. She was going to wear the plug for him, because it would please him and because he ached to take her in her tight hole himself.
Taking his fingers, he spread her bottom wider and pushed the plug in further with his other hand. Deeper and deeper he took her, stretching her more and more and he knew it hurt. He watched her pussy clench around empty air and he ached to fill her there.
“So very fucking wet,” he said.
“Her pretty little cunt is soaked,” Bruddis echoed.
“Indeed,” Draego chuckled, pushing a bit more firmly on the plug as it reached its widest point. Her back arched and she cried out, but he pressed on until it popped inside her, the base holding it firmly inside her bottom.
Bruddis pinched her clit and she moaned low and seductive as her release took over her body. Her hips rocked back and forth and Draego slid his fingers inside her empty pussy, pumping them in and out of her as she came once, then twice. She clamped around him and he moaned, imagining his cock in place of his fingers.
Her breath came in short little pants, mixed with moans and screams of pleasure until she collapsed into the bed, her knees sliding out from beneath her. Draego pulled his fingers from her pussy and slid them in between his lips, enjoying her sweet flavor. Her eyes found his and she gasped, watching as he tasted her.
“Good girl,” he said quietly and she nearly purred in response.
Bruddis patted her bottom softly, right on top of the large plug still stuffed inside her naughtiest hole.
“Does that have to stay in my bottom?” she asked innocently and oh so sweetly and Draego grinned.
“Oh, yes. That’ll stay until Bruddis and I have decided you can take it out, which may not be until after the wedding tomorrow afternoon,” he replied and she groaned with embarrassment, her tiny hands reaching back to touch its base.
“Don’t you dare even think of taking it out yourself, pet,” Bruddis warned.
“Will you spank me again?” she whispered with a strange look of both desire and anxiousness. Draego grinned. His little human liked pain.
“Yes. I’ll paddle that backside of yours red if you disobey,” Bruddis threatened and Draego saw something in her eyes flash, a sort of indecision that he knew very well.
He’d have to remind Bruddis to check her naughty bottom hole after they were married. If she disobeyed, she was going to spend a long time over both his and his brother’s knees for disobeying his command. He kind of hoped she would, just so they could have a reason to punish her. He’d enjoy spanking that lily-white ass of hers until she learned her lesson.
“Go to sleep now, pet. You’ll need your rest as tomorrow is going to be a busy day,” Bruddis said firmly and her eyes slid closed, almost as though she was waiting for permission to fall asleep.
The brothers tucked her in and watched her sleep quietly for some time.
“You know she’s going to test you tomorrow,” Draego said with a smirk.
“I know she will. I’ve got a new leather paddle that is going to teach her a lesson then, which she won’t soon forget,” Bruddis chuckled.
“I’ll make sure to pick up a punishment tail in the morning from the market, along with a few other ornaments to outfit our naughty human. After she’s been thoroughly punished, we’ll take her to dinner, sporting just her bright red plugged bottom,” Draego laughed openly.
“Mhhhmmm. I can’t wait,” Bruddis snorted. Draego watched as his brother flexed his hand. He’d already been able to feel the clench of her cheeks under his disciplinary palm, and knew his brother ached for the chance as well.