Dragon Storm by Bianca D'Arc

asked the one beneath her.
    He nodded. “Guilty as charged. You are quite a woman. I could not resist—or wait until you woke.” He had the grace to look embarrassed, but the majority of his expression was filled with teasing, sexy amusement. Why she found the sneaky bastard sexy, she had no idea.
    “What’s your name?”
    “Connor.”
    Another strong name. She liked that one too.
    “Do you know what you’ve done? Both of you?” She saw confusion on their faces and was glad for just a moment. Much would be decided by their reaction to her next words. “You mated me. Both of you. It shouldn’t be possible. Somehow, you are both my mate.” Relief etched both handsome faces, and it was her turn to be surprised. “Doesn’t that bother you?”
    “Why should it?” Darius asked, walking into the room and sitting on the edge of the wide bed. He was close enough to touch, and her mouth watered at his nearness even with his brother’s cock wedged up high and tight inside her.
    “We have always suspected if we found a woman one of us wanted as a mate, the other would too. To be honest, we are relieved such a woman exists. We feared spending the rest of our lives with only each other for company.”
    “Then you believe I’m your mate too?” This was turning out better than she’d hoped. Although they hadn’t admitted what kind of shifters they were yet, they did understand about mating. She wouldn’t have to try to explain, which was a relief. “How can a three-partnered relationship work? It’s not normal.”
    “It is where we come from. Two knights will often share a single wife. It is the way of dragons and their families.”
    “Dragons. You said that before. There are no dragon shifters. My grandfather would know if any had survived. There are ancient legends, but that’s all.”
    “I assure you, we are much more than legends. Perhaps we should demonstrate how this relationship might work.” Connor drew her downward so she was pressed to his chest.
    He kissed her and only vaguely did she register the sounds of Darius’s leather pants dropping heavily to the floor. When the bed dipped, Connor let her up.
    “Ride me, love.”
    She tried to comply, but Darius distracted her with his hands. He cupped her breasts as his brother rose on his elbows to suck the nipples Darius held up for him. It was wicked. Sinful. And utterly delightful.
    Four strong hands roamed her body, tweaked her nipples and rubbed her clit. Darius’s hands roamed farther, teasing her ass and the additional entrance between her cheeks. Would he take her there? Would they both fuck her at the same time? Her breath caught at the tantalizing idea.
    “Have you ever been fucked here?” Darius bit down on her earlobe as he probed her ass. She nodded, unable to form words. “You have? Hey, Con, our girl has taken it up the ass before. Maybe we should try her together. What do you think?”
    She moaned as Connor’s grip on her nipples increased. “I think we should. What do you think, sweetheart?”
    “Oh!” she cried out as Darius slid one finger into her ass while his other hand teased her clit. Their deliberately provoking talk and teasing words only served to make her hotter.
    “I think that’s a yes,” Darius teased as he penetrated farther. His fingers were wet with oil, and she looked down to see a familiar bottle lying on the bed. She’d last seen it on her bathroom shelf. The trickster had come prepared. They’d planned this all along.
    She couldn’t find it within herself to be truly upset. This felt too damned good.
    “Shh, puss.” Darius kept his mouth near her ear, whispering to her as he penetrated deeper with his finger. His brother was pumping up into her from below. She was too far gone to keep up any kind of rhythm. “We’ll just go this far for now. Con needs to come and you do too, but we’re going to take you together sometime very soon. Both of us. One in your pussy. One in your ass. You’ll like that,