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on the mattress piled high with pillows covered in satin of various colors. “Come join me,” she invited, patting the bed.
    “Anya—”
    “You have to follow my orders now. I expect obedience from you both.”
    Cyton sat on the side of the bed while Yerith stood looking down at her. “I’m not sure I like this servitude.”
    “Now you know what it feels like.” Anya giggled. “I’m still angry with you both for lying to me. I could have been with my people long ago.”
    “You weren’t ready,” Yerith said.
    “Who made you the judge of that?”
    “Actually, it was Uleirlel who advised us to remain quiet. She said you needed time to heal and to learn about us.” She watched Cyton twirl a long strand of his hair around his finger.
    “You didn’t tell Yurkis this when he accused you of deceiving me.”
    “No. Uleirlel is old and wise. She knew what she was doing. Yurkis might not have understood.”
    “Maybe Yurkis wouldn’t have punished you and you’d be home with your people. Then again, even if Uleirlel advised you, a lie is a lie. Of course, I could release you as my guards and you’d be free to go home if that was your wish.”
    “Yurkis wouldn’t accept us back in the clan. I’m afraid you’re stuck with us.” Yerith sat beside Cyton.
    Anya lay on her side, her elbow on the bed, her head resting on her hand. She played idly with the bangles on her arm. “I feel like bathing to wash my mental exhaustion away. Would you care to join me?”
    “Princess, it’s unseemly for guards to bathe with you.”
    “Who is going to see us? I’ve dismissed my servant.” She slid to the foot of the bed and stood looking at the men. “Well?”
    “Is this an order?”
    “It was an invitation, but I could make it an order.” Without waiting for their answer, she walked to the door, opened it and went to the bathing chamber. Cyton and Yerith followed her. Very much aware of them, she took off her gown and sandals then stepped into the tepid water. Flower petals and lilies drifted lazily. Several incense burners sent a sweet scent throughout the chamber, making her remember the waterfall and pool. Heat attacked her groin and set her blood on fire as she floated in the water, her eyes closed. A sound startled her. She straightened and sat on the pool bench, her arms along the edge watching as Cyton and Yerith stepped into the water. It barely reached the tops of their thighs.
    Drawing in her breath sharply, she gazed at their cocks. Both were erect, their sacks firm and tight beneath their thick curved shafts. The men sank into the water, the objects of her desire hidden from her sight. She got off the bench and swam toward them. She splashed them and darted away, but not fast enough. Yerith grabbed her ankle and pulled her toward him. Holding her tightly, her breasts pressed against his massive chest.
    Anya thought her heart would explode when Cyton’s cock rubbed against her buttocks. She felt his hands on her hips, her belly, then his fingers on her clit. She squirmed between them.
    “Woman, you’re playing with fire,” Yerith said in his dragon voice.
    Anya gazed into his eyes and saw his dragon emerge. Scales formed on his skin turning it a shiny green and his chest a deep, rich gold. She wondered if he was going to shift into his dragon. His cock was against her stomach and it grew as his body changed.
    “Yerith, you’re shifting,” she said softly.
    “Only partially. My dragon would never fit in this chamber. Princess, you’ve got me so in heat my dragon wants to come out.”
    Cyton’s fingers were between her cleft then, spreading her pussy lips. His cock rubbed between her ass cheeks. Oh, she wanted these men. She’d fallen in love with them. She knew it then. They were her soul mates, destined to be with her. Did they feel the same, or was she merely an object of lust to them? Her mind numbed as intense heat flooded her body. Yerith’s lips were on her nipples, his hands kneading her