Legacy of Fire and Sand

Chapter 9 : Bonds of Desire

Being pushed down on the bed, I can't help but chuckle at the sight of the eager Quentyn standing before me.

"Eager much?" I tease, raising an eyebrow at him as he throws me a smirk before turning his attention to Nymeria.

"Then you can sit and watch," Nymeria says with a playful grin, leaning in to capture Quentyn's lips while her hands start to slip beneath his garments, slowly peeling them away.

My eyes move over the two of them, captivated as their lips lock and their hands roam over each other's bodies. Soon, clothes are discarded, and I feel my breath hitch at the display of soft skin and passion.

I watch as Quentyn trails his lips down Nymeria's neck, his mouth soon finding a sensitive spot, prompting a loud moan from Nymeria as she throws her head back, her fingers tangling in his hair.

As Quentyn lifts Nymeria effortlessly, wrapping her legs around his torso, they move together toward the bed. Nymeria is laid down beside me, and I can't tear my gaze away from the captivating scene unfolding.

When Quentyn finally pulls away, Nymeria lets out a soft whimper, craving more. In a swift motion, Quentyn straddles my lap, his lips crashing against mine with fierce intensity.

I kiss him back, feeling his hands frantically working at my clothes, desperately trying to rid me of them as his hips grind against mine.

Placing my hands on his hips, I turn us around, trailing kisses down his neck while his legs wrap around me, pulling me closer.

"Take your clothes off," Nymeria commands, her voice dripping with desire as she gently pulls my head away from Quentyn's neck. I shoot them both a smirk before standing up, beginning to shed my garments.

I feel their eyes tracing over my body, a thrill coursing through me as I reveal my arousal.

"Seven hells," Nymeria breathes, and I can't suppress a chuckle that escapes my lips as I crawl on top of her.

"It's your first time?" Quentyn asks, turning his attention to Nymeria, who gazes back at him with a mixture of nerves and anticipation.

"Yes," she replies, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I'll be gentle, I promise," Quentyn assures her, seeing the hunger behind her nervousness.

"I know," she says, leaning up to connect her lips with mine as she opens her legs, inviting me between them.

As I groped her breast with one hand, a soft moan escapes her lips, and I feel Quentyn's hand move down between us, wrapping around my cock. The sensation makes me groan into the kiss as I feel Nymeria's warmth enveloping me.

Feeling her push me slightly, Nymeria digs her nails into my shoulder. I push myself a little deeper until I'm met with resistance.

"This will hurt, but it will all fade," I murmur softly as I break our kiss. Before she can respond, I thrust forward, a nearly primal yell escaping her lips as her nails claw at my back, and I bury my face in the crook of her neck.

"Soon, the pain will become pleasure," Quentyn assures her, brushing his hand down my back while he leans in to kiss Nymeria.

Slowly starting to grind into Nymeria, I leave open-mouthed kisses along her neck, letting out a groan. Seven hells, she's so incredibly tight.

Leaning back on my knees after a few moments, I throw my head back, eyes closed, as I increase the pace of my thrusts while she clings to me.

"Gods, you're so tight," I groan, feeling Quentyn kneel beside us, his fingers gliding over my body.

"Is she now?" Quentyn asks, a teasing smile on his lips as I glance down at the moaning Nymeria below me.

"She is," I reply before pulling Quentyn closer, crashing my lips against his.

Lost in our fiery kiss, I hear Nymeria's moans grow louder, her body clenching around me more frequently.

"S-something is wrong!" Nymeria nearly yells through a moan, causing Quentyn and me to pull apart.

"No, it's just that Quentyn is making you feel good," Quentyn reassures her, watching as Nymeria arches her back off the bed while he begins to play with her nipple.

Maintaining my steady thrusts, I have to slam Nymeria's hips back down as she arches again.

"Just let go," I hear Quentyn whisper in Nymeria's ear, his fingers pinching Nymeria's nipple, and soon a yell erupts from Nymeria's lips as her body tenses around me, the wave of her climax flooding me.

I continue to ride her through it, feeling her eyes lock onto mine as I lean down, ghosting my lips over hers.

"Are you alright?" I softly ask, and she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me in for a kiss.

"I love you," she says, a radiant smile lighting up her face as we pull apart.

"And I love you," I reply, placing another soft peck on her lips before being pulled off Nymeria.

Suddenly, I'm on my back again, and I straddles Quentyn lap, reaching down between us to grab his cock and sink down onto it, pulling a moan from both of us.

"I'll have fun with you, my love," Quentyn purrs, starting to grind on top of me. An almost roar-like sound escapes my lips as he tightens his grip around my throat.

Grabbing my hips, he begin to thrust into me , our eyes locked as the connection between us deepens.

"Aren't you a dragon?" Quentyn teases, and I respond by tightening my grip around his throat, matching the pressure he applies around my own.

Standing up with him held securely in my arms, he wraps his legs around me, and I slam him against the wall, thrusting into him at a rapid pace.

As he lets out a guttural moan, I can't help the smirk that forms on my lips, the pressure building within me as his body continues to clench around me.

With my lips crashing against his in a messy kiss, I feel my release drawing near as he digs his nails into my back, his body quaking against me.

That's what sends us both over the edge as I spill my release deep inside him, his body shaking as he cums around me.

"Happy now, my love?" I ask with a smirk, walking us over to the bed where Nymeria lays with wide eyes, staring at us in shock.

"I'm very pleased, my love," Quentyn replies playfully, trailing his fingers along my jawline.

As I lay him down, a groan escapes my lips as my cock slips out of her.

"That was very different from with me," Nymeria remarks, gazing at me with curiosity.

"Because you were still a maiden. It hurts, and you'll probably be sore. But if you ever wish for that, we can," I assure her with a soft smile as she nestles her head on my chest.

"It's good, you'll like it," Quentyn adds, also resting his head on my chest as I chuckle softly.

"I'll always try to please my loves in whatever way they wish," I promise, feeling content with the warmth of both of them beside me.