I snorted my annoyance at the interruption as Mist continued to climax in my arms, moaning and rocking on my tail. Such a sensuous feast she was and by Tiamat, I wanted to sink my cocks inside her.

But I wouldn't rush her.

"Yes, yes I am, Nabu. Are you telling me you've never enjoyed having both your cocks and tail clenched in a female's delicious, tight body? I admit, my fierce little kitten is adventurous. I revel in every luscious inch of her," I taunted my best friend. He spent far too much time on Earth managing my interests there, restrained to a quasi-mortal form when he indulged his desires on the mortal planet. Humans were so fragile without the White Haoma. I'd offered him time at the temples, but he preferred finding his own partners elsewhere. He didn't want to take advantage of females whose deals he'd brokered.

When I drew my gaze from Mist, Nabu's black eyes glittered with a dark lust, nostrils flaring. Yes, it had been too long since he'd been able to fully enjoy himself, clearly. Perhaps I loaded too much responsibility on him.

But it was the other male—the blue-haired, solidly built elf that stood with mouth agape, only partly through the portal—that held my attention. If Nabu hadn't told me who it was, I might not have recognized Manannan Mac Lir. His frame had filled out into a powerful musculature compared to the young adult he'd been when last we'd met. With wide shoulders and thick arms and legs encased in jeans and a t-shirt, I was confident he'd pack a more significant punch than the tap on the chin I'd barely noticed three thousand years ago.

Mist shuddered, raising glazed eyes to mine as she ground against my cocks. I knew what she wanted and I'd not make her beg again for it, not when we had an audience. Her submission was for me, not to damage her pride. But I did want to tease her a bit more. Instead of driving my cocks into her soaked centre, I uncoiled my prehensile cock to nudge against her mouth. Like a snake striking, she lunged and sucked the head in, gripping the shaft with both hands.

We both groaned. Watching her lips wrapped around my cock, I thrust deep into her throat and its perfect pressure as she swallowed. Mist continued to rock on my tail and grind against my primary shaft, coating me with her slippery arousal. With wet slurps, I fucked her mouth, tension and heat building within me at every glorious plunge.

When next I looked around, Nabu had tugged Manannan through the event horizon and closed the portal, only to approach closer. Nabu's attention seemed riveted. How much did he see of Mist's curvy ass gliding up and down my tail, with the knot stretching but not escaping her tight clasp at every stroke?

"Fuck me, my prince." Initially a whispered reverence, his tone deepened to that of his dragon. "It's been a long time since I've seen anything that inspiring."

As much as I enjoyed my kitten, it was obvious I'd neglected my duties to my demons, my best friend. I should have forced him to take more breaks, more bed partners over the long years. Even if they wouldn't have been as perfect as Mist and Anna—after all, I'd waited thousands of years for them... perhaps only as physically durable as my previous acolytes, Nabu deserved some relief for his loyal service.

If the latest tests of my scientists came back positive, could I offer Nabu more? A chance at a mate of his own, finally? Still, if I expressed my concern now, he'd brush me off and insist he was fine. As he had in the past. Better to tackle it less directly.

I snorted. "I'm not into males. You're out of luck, Nabu. Try him." I waved a finger at Manannan, still frozen in place and mouth open. "I hear many elves swing both ways."

Nabu rolled his eyes. "Funny, my prince." He leaned closer. "Are you really going to fit both your cocks in her cunt with your tail still in her ass? Granted she's not a human to be torn apart, but she's still tiny and you're fucking huge, Pazuzu. She's not an Apkallu female. You don't want to hurt or damage her in your enthusiasm." He looked up to meet my eyes, a blend of arousal and uncertainty in his gaze.

It wasn't a look I'd seen on his face often. I'd known how desperately we needed females, needed true fertile mates for our demon races to survive, but it wasn't just about producing offspring. It was also about satisfying our mating instincts, the need to bite and bind a female, to drive both cocks within her receptive cunt, to wield our prehensile cock the way it was meant to be used and coax open a female's womb, to pave the way for our primary shaft to flood her with our seed and ensure it bathed her egg, fertilizing and nourishing our child. It was an instinct long denied in the dragon races but it had never gone away. Every time we mated, the desire, the driving need was there.

And now I dangled that possibility in front of him.

What better way to convince him there was hope for him, too... to lead by example? Perhaps I would be able to show my best friend there could be more to his life than burying himself in responsibility and brief unsatisfactory pleasures.

"No, I won't hurt her. You know me better than that, Nabu. Just because it's my heat doesn't mean I've lost my damn senses. She wants both at once, with my tail... and she can take them." With her arousal soaking my primary cock, I didn't wait further but lifted her and placed the throbbing head at her entrance. She writhed, sinking down and driving me into her wet depths. Together, we groaned as her tight cunt squeezed my shaft.

By Tiamat, it was hard to not cum and release the building pressure right then. Yet I clamped down on my quickly rising heat drawn by the triple heavens of her mouth, sex and ass, and focused instead on the rhythm of raising and lowering her with my hands on her curved buttcheeks.

As I thrust up into her, I withdrew my cock from her mouth. "Answer Nabu, kitten. He's worried you don't want both of my cocks between your thighs while you ride my tail, that it might be too much for you."

She licked reddened lips and gave me a sultry smile. "Give me both, my lord. Until your seed fills me and I can't walk for it spilling down my legs."

Nabu rumbled deep in his chest. "By Tiamat, she's killing me. You lucky bastard."

I met Mist's gaze, my prehensile cock nudging her sex. "What do you think, my wicked Valkyrie? Should we enlighten my best friend on the joys he's been missing?" I chuckled, warmth in my chest for this seductive female who gave so generously of herself. Although seeing Anna accommodate me would have been the true example to aid in my recruitment of Nabu's faith in my project, Mist laid the groundwork and made it all the harder for Nabu to ignore his instincts in the future. And the guards would gossip. They always did. Word would spread and rumour grow, bringing hope and building on the inspiration I'd created with the temples. More than simply our mutual pleasure was accomplished today.

All because of the beautiful, powerful female in my arms. Mist had no idea how truly valuable she was.

As if she'd heard my thoughts, she smiled and gave me a sensuous wiggle. "Let him see what he can't have."

"Temptress. And they call me the devil," I told her, smiling. "You heard her, Nabu." And delaying no further, I thrust up, driving my second cock deep accompanied by her throaty moan.

As I shuttled her up and down to our mutual rising passion and opened access to her womb, a deep voice yelled, "No!"

With a frown, I reluctantly pulled my attention from Mist. Manannan took several steps toward us. Fists clenched and chest heaving, his face contorted with torment. Finally over his shock, then?

I scowled when again, he shouted, "No. Mist, please!"

She stiffened in my arms, losing the lithe sinuous enjoyment of our joining. Did she recognize Manannan's voice? He obviously recognized her, calling her by name. How did the bastard know her? "Why would you tell her no, Manannan? She chose me of her own accord," I asked, glaring at him while continuing to thrust up into her and wrapping my wings around her, shielding her from his eyes. In a murmur that would reach only her, I asked, "Do you want me to stop, kitten?"

Her hands rose from my chest to circle my neck, sliding into my hair as she pressed herself against me and her hips picked up the rhythm. "No, don't stop. Make him watch."

"Anything for you, kitten," I purred into her ear, nibbling on her neck as I drew my wings back. By Tiamat, I wanted to bite her but I didn't ask, not wanting to put her in that position with the current audience. Still, my fangs lengthened, dripping with the hormonal cocktail that would bring her to ripe fertility. Resisting, I watched Manannan.

"Because you've taken her, captured her. You've done something to her. She wouldn't fuck someone in front of everyone," Manannan said, moving closer and gesturing to the guards on the walls and himself, Nabu, and my ever-present chamberlain, Fisk.

Even as he argued against Mist's pleasure, his eyes followed her. Followed every move of her body on mine. It wasn't just anger in those blue eyes. No, there was lust darkening them, too. And when I skimmed his thoughts, he wanted her with a desperate fury... wanted it to be his cock shuttling in and out of her tight, wet body, filling her with seed.

A growling roar grew within my chest. He was not taking my kitten. Mist was mine. "I've done nothing to Mist that she hasn't agreed to. And isn't your claim hypocritical? Don't you elves have public orgies on a fairly regular basis?"

"Mist isn't an elf. She's Asgardian and they want her back!"

Mist shuddered in my arms, climaxing as I continued to thrust and she gripped me tighter.

"That might be true, but that's not what's bothering you, is it, Manannan? Mist is pure sex kitten. Fierce, fiery, and adventurous. You're angry because even though you don't want to be, you're on the brink of losing control just watching her take my tail and cocks, seeing her stretched on them, writhing in orgasm and begging for more. Admit it," I taunted. "It's not like you can hide your arousal."

His cheeks flushed, but there was no denying the rigid bar of his cock pressing against his jeans. And Mist's eyes widened at my words, turning to meet my gaze, to see if I lied.

"He's practically vibrating, he's so close to losing it, kitten," I murmured to her, as I skimmed his thoughts again and picked up the inferno of his desire.

"Set her free, Pazuzu. Give her back to me," Manannan snarled, not answering my question.

Back to me? Black fury rose at his attempt to claim her from me and she bit my lip, reminding me of the clench of her body, the here and now as the pressure and need built within me. Forcing myself, I chuckled. "Now why would I do that? What can you possibly offer to satisfy her when you have a single cock and no tail? I spoil my kitten with pleasure."

As if on cue, she climaxed again and I could hold back no longer. With a roar, my seed boiled up to pulse inside in thick ropes over and over, filling her womb in a visible swelling surge.