Eternal Kingdom
Thirty Five

**Lysander's POV** "Again!"

I brought the 'lost' crop down against her flush skin, turning it a delicious shade of pink where the leather licked her flesh. She cried out, her heart thrumming wildly against her heaving chest. "Please!"

She never was one to shy against a challenge. I noticed that early on with Rory's fetishes. She was always hesitant at first, but she couldn't lie when her blood rushed to her core. She loved being rough, and I had let her push me around enough during the beginning of our physical intimacy. I was far from a prudent man and made sure to make things clear after the first time we made love.

My species' predilection for wild sex stemmed from me, after all.

It gave me power to have her strewn out for me, panting for me, begging for me. I craved it.

And though I would consider myself a possessive man, I couldn't deny the satisfaction of witnessing my bride being dominated by two men.

I knew that she missed it, and I was curious, so it only made sense for me to replace a volunteer to assist me. Toys could only mimic the sensations to a certain extent.

Then there was Dylan. A man who had been a loyal servant of hers for over a year. A man who had plenty of sexual experience as to not shy away from anything. A man who had no royal, no ties, as per his own request. He was the perfect fit. I lifted my heated gaze to where he knelt, watching my love with unbridled lust as he babied where I swatted her with soft caresses across her bare ass.

He lifted his head enough to see me nod. He reached up, tying back his shoulder length hair before stretching to undo her straps. As soon as she was free, she rolled over and looked to me for instruction, just as she was taught to do. A Queen, submissive to her Lord. The idea made my dick strain against my jeans.

"Kneel." With one command, she scurried off the bed, crawling before me and sitting back on her hind legs. I could hear the come accumulating between her thighs, but I fought to maintain control.

I pulled my lip between my teeth, meeting her wide eyes with a grin. Then I moved behind her, pulling a black hair tie from my pocket. It was far too long to be left down. As I ran my fingers through it, she mewled, leaning into my touch with fluttering lashes.

I smiled, gesturing for Dylan to take my place in front of her.

"Undress him." I commanded, taking my time combing through her soft waves. She hesitated so I tightened my grip, tugging on her hair enough to make her yelp, her hands springing into action.

Fuck, I was glad Kim agreed to take the kids.

Her trembling hands slid up his torso, dragging his shirt up with her wrists. He assisted her, gripping the hem of the black fabric and lifting it over his head. She liked his body, pausing with her hands on his abdomen as she surveyed it, but it didn't make me jealous. It made me glad. If she didn't replace him attractive, this plan would be shot to hell.

"Keep going." I urged, watching her eyes flicker to his jeans with fascination as her cheeks flushed. She obeyed, undoing his button with ease and slowly pulling the tight material over his hips, along with his underwear. He stepped out, and she rested her hands back on her thighs, knowing better than to touch without permission. I finished her braid, gripping it to direct her gaze back to me.

"Lysander."

"Good girl. You can touch him." Her eyes widened slightly, a glowing emerald shade that reminded me of just how connected we were. She was part of me, and I her. I loved her so damn much.

She swallowed, turning back to face him, gripping his length timidly, with her head down.

"Look at him." I commanded, and as soon as I saw her meet his red eyes, he smiled. He was enjoying this as much as I was.

I released her hair, stepping back to our drawer to collect some supplies. I didn't plan on letting her rest much tonight. We would take full advantage of his visit. I would be drinking from her, so I grabbed the gag. If I didn't, her mom and anthony would hear her howl. I added the black satin blindfold and my favorite cat o' ninetails flogger, the one she would request frequently.

Vampires made the perfect sadists. We could inflict pain and healing pleasure sequentially.

"Yes... Fuck, Aria. You're so fucking good at this." Dylan breathed between his teeth, surrendering to the use of her mouth and hands on his cock. Perfect, I could punish her.

I waited until she took a break to breathe before biting the skin of her back with the leather in my hand. She jumped, crying out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Did I give you permission to taste him?" I asked, kneeling behind her to catch her spilling blood with my tongue. She purred at the feel of my mouth on her, shaking her head in response.

"No-sir." She panted out as I stepped back.

There. She was nice and warmed up, now.

"Take over." I spoke into Dylan's head, a devilish grin spreading across his face at my command.

"Yes, sir." He mimicked, gripping her by the shoulders and hoisting her up to her feet. Before she could stabilize herself, one of his hands gripped her ass and the other pulled her head in for a kiss. She yelped in surprise, tensing at the sudden act of affection.

"It's okay, sweetheart. Let him please you." I cooed into her mind, and as if a switch had been flicked, she surrendered to him, moaning into his mouth and relaxing her body. He pulled back, lips wet. "You're a well-trained little bitch, aren't you?" He whispered against her lips.

Damn.

I chuckled, leaning back against our dresser as I watched. He was harsher than I was.

She nodded, searching his face for direction, her excitement shining through her eyes. He dropped one of his hands to her throat, gripping it firmly between his fingers.

"Go to your Lord." He hissed, throwing her to the ground like a ragdoll. She caught herself, scrambling to get to me.

I cocked my head, curious as to where he was going with it, but realization hit me when she stood before me. This would certainly test her obedience.

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I crossed my arms, not moving an inch to interfere.

He came up behind her, sliding his hands up her body to rest on her breasts. She shivered, her eyes anxiously meeting mine, but I only raised a brow. His lips found her shoulders, pressing heated kisses against her skin while his foot spread her legs.

"Dyl-" She began to protest, but his hand shot back to her throat in punishment.

He dropped his other hand to guide himself inside of her, and her gaze fell to the floor as he filled her. But he didn't want that.

He pulled back, then rammed his hips forward, making her moan.

"Look up. Look at him." He gritted, tugging back on her braid.

"B-but-" His hand landed a striking blow on her ass, and she jumped forward, placing her hands on me to catch herself as she winced. "Yes."

Her eyes met mine again, fearful but aroused. He was testing her boundaries. It was smart to erase her insecurities early on, so they didn't surface later. "Good, Aria. Watch him while I fuck you." He whispered into her ear, wrapping his arms back around her body to stabilize her as he picked up his pace. "Fuck, Dylan!" She cried, her claws digging into his arms as she came. He growled, fighting his own climax as he lowered her trembling body to the floor. "Yes, babe. Fuck, yes." They were both coated in sweat, but we were far from done. Dylan smiled at me, nodding as he held her panting form. "Good, Aria. Let's go to the bed." I said kindly, lifting her into my arms and carrying her there. She melted into my touch, and I tilted her head up to kiss me. As much as I loved seeing her come undone from an outside perspective, I was ready to feel her for myself.

I took the gag and blindfold from my back pocket after setting her on the bed. She opened her mouth to receive the rubber ball and I tied both of them in place. Pushing her back, I signaled for Dylan to kneel back by her head. He obeyed, and I guided her hand to grip him.

"You've been a very good girl." I praised, running my fingertips down her exposed torso, making her shiver. "Are you ready to come again?"

She nodded, no longer able to speak as she blindly pumped Dylan's cock. Satisfied, I undid my belt, then lowered my jeans to the floor.

I lifted both of her legs that were hanging off the bed, spreading them to expose her swollen pussy. Fuck, she was beautiful. I lined myself up at her opening, but before penetrating her, I extended my fangs, lowering myself over her to drink. Her rapidly rising an falling chest pressed against mine, and she moaned, knowing what was coming next.

With her worked up like this, she would be coming all night with my venom.

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I took a deep breath, watching the light dustings of hair on her neck stand. Then, in one move, I pierced her skin and sheathed myself to the balls. She came immediately, her hand freeing Dylan before she could crush him. "Holy fuck." He muttered, watching her in lustful fascination.

I groaned at the violent way her walls massaged me, but held myself together long enough for it to pass as I continued to drink. She was so fucking delicious. Her hands grabbed at me, but I held them down by the wrists.

"Get the cuffs from the drawer." I commanded Dylan telepathically, unwilling to stop drinking to speak. He used haste to retrieve them, going to where I had her restrained and replacing my grip with the biting silver-lined steel. They did a great job at keeping her claws sheathed, but they barely held up against her strength when my venom was in play. If she really wanted to, she could tear through anything we used to hold her.

He took over keeping her arms above her head so I could move my hands to her falling knees. I detached from her neck, standing to see her panting, her come leaking out from around my cock. She was exhausted, but my bite would supply her with the energy for more.

I lifted her legs over my forearms, resting my hands on her hips so I could continue my assault. Dylan lowered his face beside hers, whispering dirty things into her ear while I pounded into her.

They seemed effective, and she came twice more in the next three minutes.

Finally deciding that I wouldn't survive another round without a break, I pulled out of her, letting her legs fall to the side in exhaustion as she whimpered.

I took deep breaths to calm my hammering heart, lifting her to sit and gesturing for Dylan to lie down on the edge of the bed. He was quick to action, and even helped guide her over his waiting dick. He hissed as she lowered herself onto him, and I undid her blindfold so she could witness the pleasure she gave him.

She blinked in the low light, before focusing on his naked body beneath her and her cuffed hands splayed on his chest. As if on muscle memory, she leaned forward, raising her ass to me while keeping herself filled by him. I used the opportunity to slap it, leaving a welt of my handprint on the tan skin.

She moaned, her body trembling in anticipation.

"You want this so fucking bad, you're shaking like a leaf." Dylan laughed, wrapping his arms over hers. "You're a wild little slut." He whispered against her hair with added amusement, but it was enough to snap her.

She growled and her gag glowed, disappearing from her face in an instant. Before he could respond, she buried her fangs deep into his neck, snapping the cuffs in two so she could hold him down. He groaned loudly as she drank, his grip that had fallen to her waist tightening with her venom.

With that, I sank myself into her ass. Her cries were muffled by the sound of Dylan's blood filling her mouth. I could feel every twitch as she tightened around us, and I knew she would be loud. I tugged on her arms and she sealed her puncture, breaking Dylan's grasp and arching her back so I could place my hand over her mouth.

Her eyes screwed shut and my eyes were glued to her contorting face while he was zeroed in on her breasts that bounced with each thrust. She was long gone, sweat dripping from her brow as she dissolved in my grasp. "Fucking hell!" Dylan grounded, as her pussy clamped down on him and his cock swelled to fill her.

"Yes, Aria, come. Fuck- Yes..." I latched onto her stomach with my other arm, filling her as she shouted and howled into my hand. Her shouting turned to whimpers and her body went limp in my arms. Dylan lifted his arms to lower her back onto him while I unsheathed myself.

I was seeing fucking stars, and I wasn't sure I could even walk without collapsing. I rested my hands on my hips, taking deep breaths to steady my racing heart. Once I had regained my strength, I looked down to see Aria fast asleep on Dylan's chest as he bit back his laughter, running his hand down her spine.

"I think she enjoyed it." He whispered, making me laugh.

"Hell, I think you're right." I smirked, collecting her spent body in my arms. "Come on, sweetheart, let's get you cleaned up."