Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 318

Chapter 318: Ménage À What The Fuck

There are threesomes, and then there’s whatever the hell this was.

Inside the room, the windows splintered from the roars. None of them noticed.

The dual venom made Guinevere feel hot. Too hot. Hotter than she had ever felt in her entire life and both of them felt like her only relief.

Her body moved on its own and she couldn’t have stopped if she tried, grinding between them without meaning to. Forward onto Maddox. Back onto Kael. Forward. Back. Faster. Until she was fully dry humping them both in a rhythm she would’ve been mortified by if the venom wasn’t pumping through her body. All she had was the dual bite and the need to move.

Maddox’s hand shoved between them and found her through the front of her pants, palm dragging hard over the seam until she jerked in Kael’s arms. He rubbed her there in rough, claiming strokes, timed to the grind she couldn’t stop, pressing the fabric into her until the friction turned sharp. She made a broken sound against his throat.

Kael’s hand found the other side of her. It slid under the hem, over her stomach, then down the back of her pants just far enough to grip her ass and haul her tighter against him. The next grind landed different. Bare intent through cloth. He rolled her onto the thick line of his cock and held her there, forcing her to feel every inch she was rubbing against.

The venom made it worse. Heat pooled low and mean. Her hips lost the last of their shame and chased both hands at once, rocking into Maddox’s palm, grinding back onto Kael’s cock, caught in a rhythm that was already sex except for the clothes still in the way.

Maddox rubbed her faster. The seam of her pants caught her just right and her whole body seized around the feeling, fluttering, shaking, not coming yet but close enough that her breath went to pieces. Kael felt the change in her, fingers digging into her hip hard enough to bruise as he helped her grind, using her ass like he’d already decided where he was going.

She was soaked through the fabric. She could feel it. Mortifying. Irrelevant. The dual bite kept her locked between them while they worked her like that, one hand on her front, one hauling her back, two mouths on her neck, until she was trembling and pushing into both of them and the need stopped being a grind and started being a demand.

That was when Maddox freed himself.

Without letting go of her neck, he tore the front of her pants and pushed inside of her in an upward thrust.

The burn of the stretch made her gasp and the sheer force of it shoved her back against Kael. He was already driving into her again, then a third time, each one deeper, until he finally bottomed out on the fifth. At which point, he started fucking her like he was racing the venom to the finish.

Kael’s grip was the only reason she stayed upright. Every time Maddox slid home, Kael’s cock dragged along her from behind.

Heat coiled tight and low. Her thighs shook. Her breath was gone.

The pressure was building.

A loud moan ripped out of her that their mating roars covered. Then she was cumming harder than she knew was possible, spasming around Maddox involuntarily.

He was in there.

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