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I start to panic, digging my nails into his scales as he hisses. “Relax,parumanguis,” he purrs, his other hand finding my clit and flicking it until I relax, my pussy stretching farther. I take more of him in until that bulge is half filling my pussy. My head drops back with a muted scream. It feels too big and too hard.

Too much.

I need to move, to get off, but at the same time, I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I stay pinned in place and filled to the brim, while his other hand rubs my clit. With a brutal thrust, he fills me, that knot slipping inside me.

I come so hard, I fall forward, spots of darkness dancing in my eyes, and when I come to, he starts to move. He pumps with soft little thrusts before his hands grip my ass, spreading my cheeks and digging in as he takes me deeper, harder. The knot stretches me each time until I’m a whimpering, desperate mess spread over his coils.

“Good,parum anguis,” he murmurs, his eyes wild and feral. “Look at you taking me.”

I groan and lean forward, nipping at his scales. He snarls and stills, and then I feel his release filling me, the warmth coating me from the inside.

He doesn’t soften, but his bulge seems to grow a little smaller as he continues to pound into me.

“Nero!” I groan.

Pulling free of my body, he spins me once more, laying me across his tail, and then he drags me back by my hips and impales me on his cock.

That bulge stretches me every time he thrusts, filling me so much, I can’t even speak.

His snarls fill the air as he works me on him like a rag doll, fucking me roughly as I cry out and claiming me just like he said. He comes twice more, never relenting, just fucking me harder each time, and his bulge grows smaller until it’s almost normal-sized and feels incredible inside me.

He pulls out and spins me again so I’m facing him. With my feet pressed to his coil, he lifts me and impales me once more. I grip his face and kiss him. It’s sloppy and dirty, but that’s what this fucking is, and fuck if it doesn’t feel good.

He takes me in every way, his cum dripping from me and around his cock as he hammers into me. His fangs are on display, and his eyes are slitted as he watches me.

My eyes fly wide with a scream as something brushes across my ass, tickling before pressing slightly.

He grins at me, still rocking me on his cock. “I have two cocks,parum anguis, and you’ll ride them both.” He yanks me down until I’m spread across him, filled with his cock in my slick pussy. His other one seems to have a mind of its own, sliding across my ass and seeking entrance. I tense, but he thrusts up, fucking me until I relax, and when I do, his other cock finds my ass and presses inside.

I scream as it slips past my defenses.

It fills my ass until I’m too full. I’m just writhing on him, both my pussy and ass filled to the brim. “Fuck,parum anguis,” he rumbles, lifting me like I weigh nothing before dropping me down onto his cocks again. “You feel so good, too good. Look at you riding me like a goddess, letting this poor snake worship her. You glow with magic,” he hisses, flashing his fangs as he slams me down on him over and over.

“Nero!” I scream, my body completely his.

With a roar, he slams me down so hard, it almost hurts. He strikes at the same moment, slamming his fangs into my neck as my scream grows shrill.

An orgasm overtakes me, and it’s so strong, it bowls me over like a wave, gushing from me as I feel both of his cocks jerking inside me, filling me with his releases as my own squirts out of me. I fade into the blackness before I finish coming.

When I come to, I’m panting and boneless. He lifts me from his cocks, laying me across him as I whine, unable to do anything else.

He slides his hands all over me as I purr in contentment. His cum drips from me, covering my thighs and legs, mixing with my own. I’m covered in sweat, and I swear I couldn’t walk even if I tried.

I’m broken and ruined, and he purrs happily.

“Well, shit. We have all been hiding forever while you two have been fucking,” Bracken complains as he emerges from the trees. “And we weren’t even invited. I’m wounded, Nero. I thought we were friends. Hell, if I had known that was going to happen when she caught us, I would have let her.”

I can’t help but laugh, my body giving a sore pulse as I do.

This is what happiness feels like.

ChapterTwenty-Seven

The night is calmer than normal. The wind barely blows through the trees, making it a motionless darkness that doesn’t exactly feel threatening, despite the sounds of the creatures stalking through them. I know we’ll have to keep fighting off creatures. It seems the stronger my control over my magic becomes, the more monsters are drawn to our location. This magic in my veins, this feeling, pulses through my bloodstream now like a steady beacon. Using it is far easier than it used to be. Even as I lie down to nestle between my monsters, I hold up my hand and tiny sparks dance at my command. Bracken watches the little lights in awe, but when his eyes meet mine, there’s a far softer look on his face than I’ve ever seen.

“Look how you shine, Goldie,” he whispers before closing his eyes. “Look how you shine.”

With those words running through my head, I fall asleep to the gentle rise and fall of Nero’s coils, trapped within the warmth of the monsters who protect me. Throughout the night, I know they’ll take turns keeping guard, making sure that nothing gets past our defenses, but for now, I simply enjoy being surrounded by the men who care about me.

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