Judas expected Nyx to show any kind of rejection. He expected the proud dragon, the Calamity of the North, to scoff at the vampire's lewd suggestion and retreat to the other side of the room with her nose in the air.

Contrary to his expectations, Nyx accepted Summer's hand.

The vampire froze. Her crimson eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape. For a moment, the seductive vixen was replaced by a stunned girl.

Judas smirked, leaning back against the stone rim of the bath. It was too cute to see such an expression on his wife.

Like him, she had never expected Nyx to actually accept the invitation. She had expected disgust, maybe a little moralizing, but certainly not this clinical curiosity.

"Well?" Nyx asked, her golden eyes boring into Summer's. "I am here."

Summer blinked, shaking off her stupor. A flicker of competitive fire returned to her eyes. She wasn't about to back down now.

"Right," Summer purred, though her voice was a little higher than usual. "Then come closer. The water is fine."

Summer moved. She shifted her weight, sliding her wet entrance off Judas's lap. She moved to his side, the water rippling around her waist, but she didn't let go of Nyx's hand. She pulled the dragon closer.

Nyx waded through the water. She stopped right in front of Judas.

Her gaze dropped.

Without Summer straddling him, Judas's erection was fully visible underwater. It bobbed slightly in the current, angry, veiny, and demanding attention.

"Impressive structural integrity," Nyx muttered.

Summer swallowed a laugh and guided Nyx's hand downward. "Don't just look. You have to feel it."

Nyx didn't hesitate. She plunged her hand into the warm water.

Judas gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily as her fingers closed around him.

"Fuu—!"

Her skin was different. While Summer was cool and smooth like polished marble, Nyx was... distinct. Her skin felt incredibly soft, yet underneath, there was a tensile strength that was terrifying.

It was like wrapping his cock in silk-covered steel. And her temperature—she was scorching hot, her internal fire radiating through her palms.

"It is hard," Nyx observed, giving a squeeze that made Judas's vision blur. "And hot. It is pulsing."

"Careful," Summer whispered, placing her hand over Nyx's. "Don't crush it. It's not a diamond you're testing for hardness."

Nyx loosened her grip slightly, but her thumb brushed over the sensitive head, sending a jolt of electricity up Judas's spine. His size was substantial, too thick for her small hand to wrap around completely. Her fingers didn't meet on the other side.

"Now, move," Summer instructed, her voice dropping into a husky whisper. "Like this."

Summer guided the motion. Up and down. Slow at first, then finding a rhythm.

Nyx focused intensely. She watched her own hand sliding up the shaft, pushing the foreskin back, exposing the purple head, then sliding back down to the base. She was memorizing the mechanics of it.

"Friction causes heat," Nyx analyzed. "Blood flow increases."

"Stop talking math," Judas gritted out, his head falling back against the stone. "Just... keep doing that."

Nyx obeyed. She increased the speed. The water acted as a natural lubricant, making the sound of her hand stroking him wet and sloppy.

Schlick. Schlick.

Suddenly, Summer tapped Nyx's wrist. "Stop."

Nyx froze instantly.

A clear, viscous fluid was weeping from the slit at the tip of his cock, swirling like smoke in the water before dissolving.

"Now it's different," Summer said, her eyes darkening with hunger. "Look at me."

Summer bent down. She didn't submerge completely, just enough to bring her face level with his throbbing member. She stuck out her tongue and licked the tip, dragging the rough surface over the sensitive urethral opening, lapping up the precum.

"Mmm..." Summer hummed, looking up at Nyx through her lashes. "It's tasty."

Nyx scrunched her nose, a look of genuine confusion and mild revulsion crossing her face. Obviously, she didn't believe it.

"It is a bodily excretion," Nyx deadpanned. "It cannot be tasty."

Summer shrugged, straightening up and wiping her mouth. "Just try. You aren't going to lose anything. It's not like it will bite you or something."

Nyx looked at Judas's cock. She looked at Summer. Then she looked at the fluid beading at the tip again.

Curiosity warred with dignity. Curiosity won.

Nyx leaned down. Her wet hair curtained her face as she approached the danger zone.

She hesitated for a split second, sniffing the air. Then, she opened her small mouth and extended her tongue.

It was a dragon's tongue—forked slightly at the very tip, incredibly agile, and hotter than fire.

Slurp.

She dragged her tongue from the base of the head to the tip in one long stripe.

"Oh, god..." Judas groaned, his hips jerking upward, splashing water out of the bath.

The texture of her tongue was exquisite—slightly textured, providing a stimulation that was miles apart from a human tongue.

Nyx pulled back. She smacked her lips, tasting the essence. She stared into Judas's face, watching his expression contort in ecstasy.

"Did it feel good?" she asked.

Her face was so naive, so purely inquisitive, that it snapped something in Judas's brain. The contrast between her innocent question and the lewd act she just performed was too much.

He didn't want to answer. He wanted to grab her by that beautiful hair and force her down.

He lunged forward, his hands reaching for her.

"Wait—"

Summer was faster. She pushed Judas back down by his shoulders.

"Not yet," she scolded him with a wink. "Look at his face, Nyx. He is in so much pleasure he can't even think straight."

Nyx nodded slowly, processing the data.

"The muscular contractions. The dilated pupils. The heavy breathing. Signs of extreme arousal." She paused. "But I don't feel pleasure."

She looked at her hand, then at his cock. "It is just... meat. And wetness. Why do females enjoy this?"

Summer choked on a laugh, trying her best to maintain her seductive facade. Internally, she was fuming at the dragon's density.

"The pleasuring should be mutual," Summer lied smoothly, inventing a rule on the spot. "It's a cycle. First, you have to pleasure him. You have to give him everything. Only when he is fully satisfied will the pleasure reflect back to you."

"Mutual resonance," Nyx muttered. "A fair exchange."

"Exactly," Summer said. "Saying that... you did the licking part wrong. You were too tentative."

Summer moved in again. "This is how you pleasure him."

She took Judas in her hand and lowered her head, taking the entire head into her mouth with a loud shlop. She didn't stop there. She bobbed her head, taking him deeper, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked.

"Mmph... gawk..."

The sounds were obscene. Wet suction noises filled the bathroom. Summer swirled her tongue around the ridge, tightened her throat, and used her hand to stimulate the base while her mouth worked the top.

"Ah... Summer..." Judas moaned, his hands gripping the edge of the tub until his knuckles turned white.

Nyx watched with wide eyes. She watched Summer's dedication, the way she used her saliva, the way she maintained eye contact with Judas even with her mouth full. She watched Judas's body tense and arch, completely at the vampire's mercy.

Summer released him with a pop, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his glistening shaft.

"See?" Summer panted. "Suction. Depth. Enthusiasm."

She moved away, wiping her chin. She motioned with her eyes to Nyx. Your turn.

Nyx took a deep breath. She didn't like losing. If the vampire could do it, as a Dragon, she could do it better.

She moved between Judas's legs.

She placed her hands on his thighs, her grip firm. She looked at the angry, throbbing member that was demanding tribute.

She leaned forward.

The heat coming off him was intense. The scent was musky, filled with pheromones that she was finally starting to identify not as a threat, but as... inviting.

She opened her mouth.

She didn't start with the tip. She didn't tease. Nyx was efficient.

She enveloped him.

Judas threw his head back and let out a guttural roar. "NYX!"

It was different. It was completely different from Summer.

Inside her mouth, it was an inferno. Her internal temperature was naturally higher than a human's or a vampire's. It felt like sticking his cock into a velvet-lined furnace. And her throat...

Unlike a human, who had a gag reflex, Nyx was a predator who could swallow prey whole. Her throat opened effortlessly.

She took him deep. All the way to the root.

Nyx felt the invasion. It was a strange sensation—fullness. He was stretching her jaw, filling her mouth completely, hitting the back of her throat and sliding past it into the beginning of her esophagus.

She felt his pulse beating against her tongue. It was fascinating. It was alive.

She began to move.

She retracted, letting him slide out until only the head remained past her lips, then she surged forward, swallowing him whole again.

Gluck. Gluck. Gluck.

The sound was wet and heavy.

Nyx experimented. She tightened her throat muscles. She felt Judas's thighs spasm under her hands.

She swirled her agile, forked tongue around the sensitive frenulum underneath the head.

"Fuuuck... Nyx... you're going to kill me..." Judas gasped, his hands finding her head. He tangled his fingers in her wet black hair, but he didn't push; he just held on for dear life.

Nyx felt a strange sensation bubbling in her chest. It wasn't the physical pleasure Summer spoke of—not yet. It was something darker.

Power.

The power to completely break this man. One bite and it would be over. But she didn't bite. She suckled. She milked. And seeing him unravel, seeing his eyes roll back, hearing his breath hitch... it was intoxicating.

She sucked harder.

She created a vacuum seal, her cheeks collapsing in. She used the ridges of the roof of her mouth to massage the head as she bobbed up and down.

"Good?" she mumbled around him, the vibration of her voice traveling straight down his shaft and into his core.

"Too good... ah! Don't stop..."

Nyx's eyes narrowed. She felt the energy building up inside him. The "Yang" Summer mentioned. It was gathering at the tip, ready to erupt.

She wanted it.

She increased her pace, her head becoming a blur, attacking him with the ferocity of a dragon claiming its hoard, only stopping when the daring human erupted into her mouth.

How dare…

Nyx paused as the hot fluid flooded her tongue.

'It tastes good…' her eyes widened.

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