The Dragons' Bathhouse: A Reverse Harem Enemies-to-Lovers Soulmate Romance

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He knelt, moving to taste her cunt where the scent was the strongest, where she writhed and gasped with the slightest of touch. His nose nudged against her clit and then he was on her slit, his tongue dipping into her hole. Keegan moaned and sobbed tears of absolute ecstasy from the taste of sweet, sweet raspberries. Raspberries that popped and spilt the sweetest of juice down his throat. Raspberries that were thick, fat and creamy with tart honey. Her sweet honey was flowing from his ministrations and the taste made him croon.

She was writhing under him as he drew out the orgasms from her body, strangled moans that spoke directly to his begging cock. He found that she released more of her juices when he suckled on her clit, and that her moans turned sweeter when he pumped his fingers in her cunt, digging upwards until her muscles fluttered over his fingers. The more he sucked, the sweeter she tasted and the greater the fire roared, consuming his mind.

He was lost in it.

His brother was snarling beside them, begging for a taste, but Keegan silenced him with a threatening hiss. He would get his turn later for Keegan was the more dominant, more powerful dragon in the room. He pulled her up, his body protesting from the pain and weakness. But he didn't care and then the mushroom tip of his cock heads sunk into her greedy cunt. The twin cocks ploughing into her wet heat and euphoria was achieved in spurts of bliss that made his eyes roll back.

How long had he waited for this?

Keegan didn't know. His heart throbbed, a dull ache that made his hips stutter in her heat, but he silenced the niggling bud of warning. He was lost in his pleasure as the fire peaked and met hers. They were now one and the same, whole and complete and he held her tightly to him as he pounded into her. Her pussy was fluttering over him, squeezing so tight that it made moving difficult, but he managed because the walls of her cunt was slippery and wet with her arousal. And to ease her pain he spewed dollops of pre-cum into her body, lubricating her thoroughly.

Keegan's hips drove forward as he thrust again and again until any form resistance in her body ebbed away and her cunt was deliciously drenched with her arousal and his. He couldn't stop himself in his primal need for more of her sweetness, for his fire to grow greater and higher, for his body to be filled and stained with her scent. It was magnificent, horrible and primal. And he fucked her harder and faster, each thrust another burst of fuel over his fire.

He needed her.

He growled, hammering into her soft flesh. He wanted her. He slipped a thumb down to her clit, rubbing strong circles over the pert nub until her muscles were fluttering over his cock, milking his body until his balls grew painfully tight with his release.

Then he was pushed aside, his cock jerked out of her heat. His brother had cleanly broken through one of the chains that tied him to the bed, and he was now before her. His claws digging into her flesh as he violently pulled her towards him. The sudden intruder broke the haze, and for a moment he saw red.

Keegan roared gripping hold of his brother to tear at his skin, his scales undulated and surfaced over his body. He couldn't have her! His brother roared back, frustrated and then he began to purr, pleading Keegan for a place. And that was when Keegan understood his need. He let him have her, let him ease his twin cocks into her asshole until her skin was stretched taut and thin. Until he could feel his brother's throbbing dicks through the flesh of her walls.

And the fire was complete in ways he could not understand, his brother's heat was a remedy to his cold and her gold flowed between them in a complete circle of the soul.

And Keegan's head began to ache, a flicker of clarity like the dance of a light bulb in the darkness. He scrambled to get away from it, desperately clinging to lust instead of reason. Drowning was easier than resisting. He enjoyed the feeling of his brother thrusting into his mate, the feeling of her squeezing onto him, tighter than before. And he wanted her orgasms, he needed her orgasms. He wanted her pleasure, wanted her to cum again and again until...