Something flashed in his eyes, but she couldn’t quite tell what it was.
Jace, however, seemed to have noticed it as well. “What are you still keeping secret, Dante?”
Dante closed his eyes then shook his head. “That is something we can discuss soon. I promise.”
Something was wrong, but she couldn’t tell what it was or how to help. But if he said he would talk about it, like he’d said he’d explain about the dragons, then she had to believe him. If she didn’t, then that made her whole speech useless. There was no use in telling him that she’d trust him for their future if she couldn’t trust the words out of his mouth right then.
“Okay then,” she said. “I trust you. You were being logical before—or at least thought you were. I get that. But, damn, you should have spoken to me. I forgive you for that though.” Surprise flecked his eyes, but he didn’t say anything. “If I didn’t forgive you, then I couldn’t move forward. I’m trusting you in this.”
He nodded, and she relaxed, only to realize she was sitting on his lap, straddling him with his very rigid cock pressed against her heat.
She froze, then blushed as she became aware of how close they were, how close they all were.
“Nadie,” Dante groaned. “Don’t give me that look. You’re not ready.”
Jace squeezed her hip and a wave of weakness hit her like a train. She gasped and swayed. The men kept her upright, and she tried to shake it off. The weakness came in waves, never responding the same way twice. Sometimes it would be worse when she was near Dante—and now Jace—other times she felt it at home when she was alone. She sucked in a breath as she felt her pain siphon off again.
Only this time she knew who was helping her pain.
She narrowed her eyes at the dragon who just blinked back at her, not caring that he was taking her pain.
This would have to stop.
“I can’t help it, Nadie. I see you in pain, I have to help. It’s my dragon.”
Well then, she’d just have to make sure there wouldn’t be any more pain for him to take.
“I…you know I’ve never done anything like this before, right?” she whispered, embarrassed as all heck, but if she wanted to have a mature adult relationship, she would just have to get over it.
Dante tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. “I know, my sprite. I know. We’re not going to do anything you’re not ready for.”
Jace slid his hand up her side. “We have time.”
Something deep inside pushed her to say her next words, and she jumped on it. She shook her head at the men. “I don’t want to wait. I know it’s crazy, but I want to move forward, and I can’t do that if we’re all tiptoeing around the fact that I’m in pain because we don’t have the bond.” She hit Dante’s chest and narrowed her eyes. “And you’re killing yourself trying to keep me alive. I’m going to have words with you later on that.”
“Nadie, honey, what are you saying?” Jace asked, heat in his tone, along with worry.
She glanced between them, meeting their gazes, and then raised her chin. She might not be a temptress, but she wanted these two men, and if she was going to jump off the deep end and find a future with them, she wasn’t going to wait.
Not any longer.
She was tired of waiting.
She wasn’t human. She wasn’t the person she’d been before the lightning. She wanted to be the person she was meant to be, not the person she’d tried to be. She, Jace, and Dante were meant for something. She was sure of it.
Damn the conventions she’d learned growing up. It was time try something different.
Something more daring.
“I want to feel the bond that I’m missing. I want to move forward and find who I can be. I need the two of you to do that. I…want you both. I don’t care what that makes me, but I’m not human. Not any longer. I’m not going to conform to those rules.” Like she’d been doing her whole life. No, she was ready to grow. Ready to grow with them.
She blinked at the shock on their faces. “Well, uh, that is if you want me.” She winced. “If not, well…hell.”
Dante moved close, so close their noses touched, and she saw the fire in his eyes. For a moment, she thought it was real fire and not just the heat in his eyes that scorched her.
“Not want you? Not a chance in hell, my sprite. I want you. I’ve wanted you in my bed, my life, my future since I first saw you. Don’t ever think I don’t want you.”
Jace cupped the back of her head and forced her gaze to his. The action left Dante’s heated breath on her neck and behind her ear, sending delicious shivers down her spine.
“I want you, Nadie. I’m not gonna lie and say I’ve only been thinking pure thoughts where you’re concerned. I’ve only known you in person for a short time, yet I can feel you here.” His fist hit his chest, such a bear thing to do. “That’s something that supersedes time. If you feel you’re ready, then all you have to do is nod and let us take the reins.” He cupped her face. “You’ve never done this before, love, so we’ll show you what to do, and we’ll make sure you feel everything and love it all.”
She let out a shaky breath, knowing this was the moment she’d waited for yet hadn’t had a clue what she’d feel when it finally came. She wasn’t the Nadie who taught little children and wore the prim clothes her parents wanted her to wear. She might not live with them anymore, but their judgments and lectures still rang in her head. They’d never leave her memories, her actions, as long as she still feared who she could be. She wasn’t the one who never stepped out of line for fear of what was to come. The punishments for stepping across the line were long gone. She had to remember that. She didn’t want to be the scared Nadie.
She was the Nadie who would be bonded to a dragon and a bear.
This was the Nadie she wanted to be.
This was the Nadie they’d show her how to be.
“Love me,” she whispered, and she was lost.
Chapter Five
Nadie watched the rise and fall of Jace’s chest as he took in her words and felt the same from Dante beneath her. She could still feel her dragon’s breath on her neck, the heat of his body, and the jean-clad erection between her legs telling her that at least his body wanted her. And from the heat in his eyes she knew he wanted her as well.
Without speaking, Dante stood, his hands cupping her bottom, taking her with him. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist.
“You never have to ask us to be with you,” he whispered as he carried her to the back hallway. His low rumble shot down her spine, and she shivered. He grinned down at her, that glint in his eyes telling her that he knew exactly how he made her feel.
She looked over Dante’s shoulder at Jace. He prowled behind them, the grin wiped off his face. Instead, the hunger now there made her belly—and some place much lower—clench.
This was really happening.
She was about to make love with not only the man she’d crushed on for years, but the other man that, in her heart, she knew would be part of her future, their future.
Dante climbed the stairs, her weight seemingly nothing in his strong arms. Yeah, she would totally swoon at that later. They entered one of the bedrooms in the back of the house, and she looked around, taking in the dark, heavy furniture, the cream walls, and shades of blue.
He set her on her feet then pinched her chin, forcing her gaze upward. The stark need on his face made all thoughts of décor and colors beyond that of his eyes—and Jace’s—disappear from her mind.
His tongue darted out, and he licked his lips, letting the metal of his tongue ring catch the light. She’d read enough and seen enough gifs online to have an idea of what that little ball and bar would feel like against her skin…and other places.
“I…I don’t know what to do,” she whispered then tried to duck her head. Dante’s firm hold on her chin stopped the action, and she gulped.
“Then let Jace and I show you what to do,” Dante said simply.
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sp; “Um, I’ve seen movies and things…so I’m not as innocent as you think.” If she were to put her hands up to her cheeks, she was pretty sure they’d burn.
Jace let out a rough chuckle and came to her side. When she hadn’t been looking, he’d taken off his shirt, leaving him bare chested with a light dusting of blond hair.
She just about swallowed her tongue.
“What kind of movies have you been watching, Nadie Morgan?” Jace asked, his voice teasing. “Dante and I here are pure and innocent, so I have no idea what you could be talking about.”
Dante let out a snort, and Nadie rolled her eyes, finally pulling away from Dante a bit so she could get a better look at both of them.
Both of her men.
“Pure and innocent? Really?” She blinked up at him and tried to keep a smile off her face.
Jace pressed his lips together then put his fist over his heart and nodded. “Yep. Totally innocent.”
Dante full out laughed, and Nadie joined in, the tension releasing from the room like air from a popped balloon—just like Jace must have intended.
“How about we take it from here and let you just feel?” Dante asked as his hand traced up her side, his fingers tugging up her shirt so his skin touched hers.
She gasped at that small contact then smiled.
Oh yes, this was so going to be amazing.
“We won’t do anything that you don’t want,” Jace said as he came up from behind her.
She nodded then closed her eyes at his touch. She felt their hands on her sides, their lips on her neck. Jace’s lips traced her collarbone over her shirt while his large, calloused palm slid up her stomach to cup her breast over her bra. A gasp escaped from her lips at the contact, his hand so much bigger than hers yet so caring. So utterly sexy.
She’d met Dante so young and had been hiding her desires for so long because of where she’d come from that she’d never had a man touch her. Damn, she’d been missing out on so much, but she also knew if she hadn’t waited, she wouldn’t have had the two men who would make everything mean so much more than a touch here with her now.
She’d waited for a reason.
She just hadn’t known until right then what that reason was.
Dante’s lips were on her neck while his hand was on her back, softly caressing. Finally, he moved so his lips brushed hers, and she opened for him. It was not lost on her that he’d never kissed her more than the whisper they’d shared the day before.
She wanted more.
She needed more.
His tongue lightly touched hers, and she moaned. He growled, the vibration going right to her core, and then deepened the kiss. His tongue ring slid along the roof of her mouth, the intrusion sexy as hell. He put his whole body into the kiss, the hard line of his cock pressing against her belly.
Too soon, he pulled back and smiled, his eyes glowing with the fire she’d seen before but had thought was just a catch of light.
“Your eyes…” she whispered, and he grinned.
“I’m a dragon, my sprite. I have fire in my blood, and right now that fire wants you on that bedspread beneath me while I take you for your first time.”
“Don’t forget me,” Jace growled playfully behind them, and she turned to face him fully, her dragon’s hands still on her.
He leaned in and nipped her lip, the sting causing her to moan before he devoured her mouth. Her men moved quickly then, stripping her shirt from her body, the only time they would allow her mouth to be free from one of them.
They took turns kissing her, their hands never leaving her unless they were taking the clothes from her body. While one would kiss her mouth, the other would trail his tongue along her skin. She could tell the difference between Jace’s broad, flat tongue and Dante’s, with the piercing on it, immediately and loved knowing who was who even with her eyes closed.
Dante moved away from her but kept his hand on her side. She opened her eyes to see the two men staring at not her, but each other. No matter how heated she got from their touches, the look just then scorched her even more—or at least the thought that it would be the three of them. Jace grinned, and Dante moved forward. Their mouths collided, their breaths panting. Nadie stood off to the side, but both men still held her slightly, keeping her part of their embrace. They kissed each other rougher than they did her, and she loved it. Loved the way their relationship was unto itself and just as sexy.
Possibly more so because she got to be the observer and enjoy it with them. Was this their first kiss? Or at least their first time together like this?
Dante pulled back, his chest heaving, then moved back to Nadie to kiss her again. She moaned, leaning closer, wanting his mouth on her for longer, but he moved away. She was only alone for a moment before Jace’s mouth met hers, and she opened for him. Her mind whirled, her body ready for the next step as these two men took care of her.
“Did you like watching that, honey?” Jace asked, whispering in her ear. His warm breath slid across her neck, and she shivered.
“Yes. Oh yes. Can you do it again?”
Dante slapped her ass, and she started. She turned to him, and he grinned at her. It wasn’t a funny grin, but one so full of promise and hunger that she about came on the spot.
Who knew a dragon’s intensity could do that?
“We’re going to do that and more, my sprite.”
She soon found herself naked between them, her breasts bare, her nipples hard points against Jace as he kissed her. His hands were on her ass, molding, caressing, sliding between her cheeks as he teased her. He still wore his jeans but had undone the top button so she could see the crisp hair there. The long—thick—line of his cock bulged at the zipper. She swallowed hard at the sight of the crown of his cock peeking above his jeans, as if it were too big to be confined.
Her bear went commando.
Nice.
She slid her hands up his back, letting herself fall into the moment, ignoring whatever fears or insecurities she might have.
Jace lifted her up then turned so her back was to the large bed in the room. He laid her down slowly then stood up. His blond hair brushed his shoulders, and he ran a hand through it, pulling it back.
“Hell, look at you, Nadie. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone so fucking perfect in my life. What do you think, Dante?”
She blushed hard, pressing her knees close together. Though she’d used a vibrator on herself and had given herself orgasms, she’d never been this far with a man before. Let alone two.
Talk about coming out of her shell.
Dante came and stood beside Jace and raked his gaze over her body. Unlike Jace, though, he’d taken off all his clothes.
Nadie swallowed hard and broke out in a sweat—the oh-my-God-I-get-to-have-sex-with-both-of-them kind.
Dante’s tattoos weren’t just on his arms but on his hips too. The same dragon tribal symbols that she couldn’t wait to lick. Though Becca had thought otherwise, his nipples weren’t pierced.
However, as Nadie’s gaze lowered, she sucked in a breath because, though his nipples weren’t pierced, his cock was.
Why hello, Prince Albert.
“You’re fucking amazing, Nadie. I should have been telling you since the day I met you how much I want you. And I see your eyes on my cock. You want me to take out my piercing? It’ll feel really fucking good when we’re making love, but since this is your first time, I don’t want to have that as an added pressure.”
She shook her head then leaned up on her forearms so she could get a better look. Jace shucked off his pants as she did so, and she blinked.
“Jesus,” she whispered, and Jace threw his head back and laughed.
When she’d first thought about the fact she was going to be mated with a bear and a dragon, who were also really freaking huge in real life, she’d been worried about only what she’d have to stand on to kiss them. She hadn’t really thought about how, um, proportioned they were.
Jace was thicker, and Dante was
longer, but either way, Nadie knew she was one lucky girl.
“Nadie?” Dante’s voice broke her from thoughts of exactly what she’d be doing soon.
“You can keep it in,” she said and blushed. Okay, she really needed to stop blushing when she talked about sex. She might be a virgin, but come on.
They didn’t speak, but moved as one. Dante came between her legs, his hands on her knees. She let out a breath then let him spread her thighs. Jace came up to her side and kissed her softly, her tension melting away. Her dragon’s tongue on her pussy forced a gasp out of her, which Jace swallowed as he kissed her harder. Her bear’s hands came to her breasts, plucking her nipples before he moved to suck one gently into his mouth.
Her body bowed off the bed as Dante’s lips brushed against her heat. He spread her with his fingers and latched onto her clit, his tongue ring applying an extra pressure and sensation that had her panting. Both men worked her, Jace playing and sucking on her nipples while Dante licked, sucked, and nibbled on her pussy, clit, and lower lips. She swallowed hard, unable to keep her mind straight on who was doing what other than she knew she had to come.
Now.
He speared her with his tongue as Jace bit down on her nipple, the dual sensation too much for her, and she came in a rush of pleasure and temptation. Her head fell back, and she didn’t know how much time passed before she opened her eyes and found Dante above her, his face close to hers, his body between her legs.
He licked her lips then kissed her, the taste of herself on his tongue surprisingly erotic. He pulled back too soon, and she whimpered.
“We’re going to complete the bond, my sprite,” he whispered, his voice gruff. “In order to do that, it’s not just me with you, then Jace with you. Do you understand that?”
She blinked, trying to clear the fog from her orgasm, then looked over Dante’s shoulder at Jace, who stood at the end of the bed, the tension in his body straining from the look of corded muscle.
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