by Ginna Moran
Kash tosses me off him and onto my back on the mattress. “All right, Row. You better make her drip for us. Nice and slick. It’s gotta feel good for her.”
I pant in anticipation, nervous yet excited.
Leaning down, Rowan kisses me, aligning his body with mine. He doesn’t try to do anal like I expect, but slips inside me with a moan. The pressure of his cock stretching me a bit to rub me in the best way possible leaves me spreading my legs wider. I want to feel his hips bump against my body.
Maddox adjusts me up, listening to my thoughts. Easing my legs into the splits, he lifts me higher and supports my body on his big palms, helping me be the right height so Rowan doesn’t block his and Kash’s view.
Talk about team work.
I stretch my neck and meet Maddox’s mouth for a kiss, nipping his bottom lip with my teeth. Kash strokes his cock, jerking off as he watches his brother fuck me, his eyes lit with burning desire. I reach out and take over for him, rubbing and tugging him, watching his face scrunch in pleasure.
“Tell me how he feels, cookie,” Maddox says, squeezing my ass cheeks harder, ensuring Rowan can thrust as deep as he can.
“So good.” I gasp and moan, tipping my head back to rest it on Maddox’s pec.
“Let’s make it even better,” Kash says, kissing me.
Kash plays with my nipple with one hand and traces his other hand lower to rub my clit. Tingles explode through me, and I wiggle in Maddox’s hold, feeling the tip of his cock brushing against me. Pleasure cascades through me, my orgasm building, taking me to the edge of something mind-blowingly amazing.
“Keep her on the edge, brother. Wait for me,” Rowan says, rocking his hips hard and fast against me, the softness of his balls slapping my ass.
I groan at his words, desperation twining around me as Kash slows down. I pant and wiggle and let go of Kash in an attempt to rub myself. Rowan grabs my hands and links his fingers through mine, stopping me.
“Please,” I say, my body humming. “You’re teasing me too much.”
“Just another minute, kitten. It’ll be worth it.” Kash gently teases me with his finger, my body aching for release.
“You need to get me nice and wet if you want to pleasure us any way you can,” Maddox murmurs, sneaking his finger between my ass cheeks, working me up for him. And fuck do the different sensations the three of them create feel amazing.
“What?” I ask through another breath, locking my gaze to Rowan’s.
Rowan bites his lip, his face scrunching with ecstasy. Adding pressure once more to my clit, Kash rubs my body in a rhythmic motion to match Rowan’s thrusts. A wave of hot pleasure tenses my body as I orgasm at the same time as him, my muscles spasming, tingles shooting through me as Rowan pulls out and Maddox slips between my legs without going in, moaning as I lock his cock in place with my toes curling. I’ve never had an orgasm last so long or feel so intense. And then Maddox slips free of my body’s grip, his cock as wet as I am.
“Damn. She soaked you,” Kash murmurs, talking to Maddox.
Heat flushes my face, their excitement a bit unexpected but so thrilling that I feel high on their emotions. Moving out of the way, Rowan flops on the bed beside us and kisses me, letting me savor the sweet softness of his lips.
“My beautiful mate,” he whispers. “I can’t get enough of you.”
“None of us can.” Kash takes the empty spot Rowan left behind to shower me with his affection, like he needs to stay close, even though he’s finished and his brothers take over.
Maddox eases back until I’m flush against his body completely. His thrumming heart beats a rapid melody against my spine, and he adjusts his cock, creating pressure as he takes his time easing in. I gasp and bite my lip, the sensation strange and exhilarating as Maddox keeps his movements slow, letting my body get used to him.
Kash’s eyes light with fire, his tattoos dancing across his skin as he flexes his muscles, his lust prominently displayed with his hard cock.
Maddox moans in my ear, a wave of his pleasure pushing away all my thoughts as he enjoys my body unlike anyone ever has. Kash strokes my clit, increasing the ecstasy, turning it back to my own as he tests me to see my reaction as he slides himself into my vagina.
And holy fuck. Them sharing my body, our pleasure mingling in an intense tangle of our essences feels like I was made for them and that they were made for me. Rowan kisses me again, stroking his tongue across mine, opening his mind completely, so I can hear his thoughts and the whisper of love swirling through his mind.
I lose myself completely to the pleasure and bond I have to these three men, all different yet who fall in sync to give me everything I need. Maddox kisses my throat and whispers a vow to always keep me safe into my ear. I’ve never heard him utter something so romantic in my life that my heart spills with a wave of warmth that sinks deep to my soul.
Kash bows forward, his knees between mine and Maddox’s legs, and he sandwiches me to his brother to brush his lips to mine.
“I love you, Nova,” Kash whispers against my mouth, turning my thoughts to jelly. He’s always been clear about the feelings he holds with our bond as mates, but something about his words feels so incredibly important in this moment. “No matter what. No matter who I share you with. You are my soul mate. Got that?”
I bob my head and smile, kissing him again.
Silence falls between the four of us, only our pants and moans of pleasure filling the air. I take turns kissing all of them, just enjoying each of their bodies entangling with mine like our sole purpose in life is to exist for one another as a clan, as mates, as if nothing else in the world matters.
Maddox moans and tightens his hands around my stomach, his body flexing with his oncoming orgasm. I clench with my own, my body reacting to his, and Kash soon follows like we trigger ecstasy with each other.
I pant, my chest heaving, my body zinging, and all I can think about is how lucky I feel in this moment despite everything. Kash eases off of me and heads to the attached bathroom, letting Maddox kiss and carry me to the enormous waterfall shower big enough for all of us. Hot water cascades from the rocky ceiling and onto the seat where I sit on Maddox’s lap, kissing him as much as he wants, the two of us savoring each other’s affection.
The four of us are so caught up with each other that we don’t hear someone enter our room until a malicious laugh echoes through the shower.
“This looks like fun,” Quillon says, standing in the open doorway. “If I didn’t think you’d incinerate me, I’d join you for a bit.”
Maddox growls, tossing me to Rowan to get to his feet. Scrambling back, Quillon holds his hands up in front of him, turning his nails into the talons poisonous to dragons. It’s the only thing stopping Maddox from attacking at close range.
“Get out!” Kash yells, grabbing Maddox from behind and hugging him before he unleashes his dragon fire at the lycan. “You know you were supposed to fucking stay away.”
“I have a message.” Quillon glowers, his features twisting in annoyance. “And with the way things look and smell, you might never stop to allow me to deliver it. The warlock sent me a message, asking that Nova summon the Darkonians.”
“What did he offer you?” Maddox asks with another rumble escaping his throat.
Quillon waves his hand over his body. “Can’t you see for yourself? No chains, fuckers.”
I blink a few times, my lust fading with the mention of Ambrose and how he basically gave Quillon a pass for his fuckups, which he doesn’t deserve. Living should be enough. “Why does he want me to do that?”
“He thinks you’re the only one who can convince the Darkonians to see reason,” he says, staring only at me.
I squirm and hide my body more.
“Make him wait,” Maddox says, answering for me, his words coming out hot with smoke. “He’d deserve it for the shit he pulled.”
“You’re always so fucking angry,” he quips, lowering his arms to his side. Quillon turns back to me. �
��You’d think he’d be nicer after your bargain with the warlock. Helping you get me a cure to release Kash, though he has the hots for you. Poor guy. He should’ve just stayed out of it. He has far too much competition to even consider having a chance with you.”
Rowan slams his fist into the rock wall. “What the fuck did you say?”
Uh-oh. I’m pretty sure my mates only heard half of what Quillon said. “It’s not like that,” I say, touching Rowan’s arms. I glower at Quillon. “Dickless douche, stop exaggerating. It’s not like that.”
“Maybe for you,” he says, grinning.
I groan. “Just get out and tell Ambrose I’ll do what I can.”
“What?” Maddox, Kash, and Rowan say at the same time.
Waving my hand at Quillon, I motion for him to leave. I turn to my mates and try to hug their hulking forms at once. “Please try to stay calm. It’s not what you think,” I say, attempting to shower them with tranquility through our bond.
“Spit it out, cookie,” Maddox says, tightening his mouth. “No sugar-coating.”
I bob my head and meet his eyes. “Maybe we should sit down, because I have a lot to tell you. But promise me you won’t try to burn the world down or anything.”
“I can’t promise that.”
At least I tried.
Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes.
I tell them everything.
Chapter 13
Intruder
“RED, PLEASE. DON’T LEAVE ME with them. I only want to talk to you, and I’ll wait until you return.” Quillon shoves himself into the corner of his tiny bedroom. “Don’t you want to hear things firsthand?”
I bet the last thing he expected was to lose his power over us and end up basically in a cell once again. Ambrose might’ve released him from the chains he bound him with, but now my mates would prefer to keep an eye on him instead. His fear of retaliation is enough to stop him from demanding Kash remain in his dragon form, too.
Fuck. I feel so satisfied.
“I have other things to take care of, Quillon. You know that.” I cross my arms over my chest. “If you had just been honest from the beginning with me, maybe you wouldn’t have found yourself in this position, but you’re a selfish asshole. Now, tell the Drekis everything you know about me and my family or I’ll ask the warlock to neuter you permanently the second he gives you the cure.”
Quillon scowls at me. “You’re lying.”
“Am I?” I ask, smirking. “You’ll never find out if you dare try to use Kash again or lie to my mates about what you know.”
“You’re a real bitch, Red. We could’ve had a lot of fun together in the Mortal World,” he mutters.
I raise an eyebrow. “With what exactly? Your resentful nub? I’d have to do the splits to barely feel your micro-cock. Even then, you don’t have it half the time. Something could happen, turn you into a seriously overcompensating man-beast, and boom. Your dick falls off.”
In normal circumstances, I wouldn’t comment of the size of someone’s junk. Hell, in the Mortal World, Quillon’s average, and I wouldn’t have given it a second thought. But this fucker had to go and make my handsome, romantic, too-good-for-this-bullshit mate bow. I’m bitter, and belittling his manhood really does help lighten my mood.
“You probably feel like tossing a hotdog down a hallway after being with the Drekis, anyway.” Quillon flares his nostrils with his comment.
“What the fuck did you just say to Nova?” Kash fills the doorway to my room.
Quillon recoils but tries putting on a hard-ass expression.
“I think we should beat him until he understands that female dragons are made for giant cocks. She’s flexible for a reason and just the scent of us triggers extra lubrication for her to increase the fun times.” Maddox punches his palm with his fist. “So tell me again what you think you know of our mate?”
“Fuck, please don’t,” I snap, strutting away from Quillon so that he doesn’t see my now flaming cheeks. Because I might not have known all of that either. “We don’t have time.”
Maddox huffs a breath. “Cookie, I don’t know if I should allow you to go alone. What if—”
“Allow me, huh?” I smirk with my words. “How do you plan to stop me?”
His eyes narrow. “You want to test me?”
“We might be in Magaelorum again, but you’re not my CO. You can’t just throw me in the pit and have your way with me.” I close the space to the doorway, where Kash leans quietly on the frame. I trace my finger over Kash’s chest as I meet Maddox’s eyes. “Though, you can, Kash. Just say the word, and I’m yours.”
Maddox tightens his jaw, looking ready to grab me and spank me for teasing him.
Kash chuckles and snatches my wrist, pulling me to him before Maddox tries anything. “Careful, kitten. Maddy’s in an extra asshole mood.” Brushing his lips to mine, Kash kisses me softly, reaching down to pinch my ass. “And not the kind you like.”
“That’s what you think, brother,” Maddox says.
Closing the space, Maddox sandwiches me to his brother. The heat of his skin warms me, his cinnamon breath coaxing me to twist my neck enough for him to kiss the side of my mouth. I practically melt between the two of them as my heart picks up pace.
“Isn’t that right, Delphia? You love it when I tell you what to do. What you want. How you want it. I don’t need a damn pit to cage you. I can do that anywhere.” Spinning me away from Kash, Maddox shoves my back to the wall, locking his hands around my wrists to tug them up over my head. He nudges my hair from my throat and nips my skin before sucking it hard enough to leave his mark. “Now, accept that I’m going with you. You’re mine, and I’ve decided only I will do in protecting you.”
Damn him and his ability to make me want to submit to his need for power because I know how much it gets him off. But this isn’t me doing it to use against him like at Max. I don’t need to use his desire for me to get my way by beating him at his game. This is me loving his dominance and need to protect me. I also love that he is just openly himself, even with his brothers harassing him about our relationship. He unashamedly knows what I want from him and won’t let anyone tell him otherwise.
“How will I seduce a Darkonian with you looming over me, Maddy?” I stretch and kiss his jaw. “I know you don’t want to see it.”
“The only thing I don’t want to see is you do something you might not want to do,” he mutters, meeting my gaze.
“And if I do want to?” I tease, knowing I’m pressing his buttons.
“Then that’s up to you. And I will join.” He remains expressionless with his words. “I will make sure things are done right and to your standards.”
I blink a few times in surprise. “Wait, what? You’d be okay if I wanted to give the royal bling a ride?”
Kash laughs from behind Maddox and meets my gaze. “Come on, kitten. We’d only be a little bit jealous of those you think are worthy of you outside of us. Plus, we can feel your bond. It might be...unconventional and dubious, but as long as these fuckers know you’re our mate too and you’re okay with the situation like you say—”
“Fuck,” I mutter, hanging my head to rest it on Maddox’s chest. I can’t tell if he says it only because he doesn’t want me to feel badly about something out of our control, and it digs under my skin. Things were weird yet not as complicated when I accepted that the Drekis knew they’d share me with each other, but bringing others into things...shit. “I don’t even know how to feel. I should be pissed the hell off. You shouldn’t be okay with this. Right? It’s...ugh.”
“It’s something we don’t have to figure out and decide on this second.” Rowan steps out of a room at the end of the hall, carrying a bag in his arms. “And you can feel however you want. Don’t feel badly if you’re not shooting fire at the world or angry that someone tampered with the fates. Maybe there is a reason the fates allowed such a thing.”
I hadn’t thought of it like that. “You think so?”
Sett
ing the bag near my feet, Rowan kisses the top of my head. “The fates are fickle and unpredictable. Regardless, we’re here no matter what. We’ll get through this. Find our way to live together. I mean, you did agree to give the Darkonians a chance. We’ve accepted that.”
I couldn’t be more thankful for it, either. I just didn’t know if I’d follow through. I’m not sure if I want to. I don’t know what to think or feel or even how to act. Ambrose made me nervous, not wanting me to tell them about what we know of my aunt. But can I even trust a warlock who doesn’t have a problem hooking a leash to the collar on my neck? Fuck. This. Shit. Why can’t my life be easy?
Rowan closes their circle around me, and I realize I projected my thoughts for them all to hear. Engulfing me in a hug, the three of them attempt to squish the worry out of me. When Maddox would usually tell me to suck it up or some shit, he now floods me with loving affection, playing off the emotions from his brothers.
Something shifted even more between the four of us after I gave in to my deep-seated nature as a female dragon, and it’s like my heart, mind, and soul align, confirming that what we have is real. Our mate bond connects us on an unimaginable level, and I can see past the mess of our lives in this moment and look forward to the future we will fight for. And hell, maybe I’ll even have Maddox’s babies like he desires. I could create a family, a clan, I never had the chance to have growing up in McKayla’s care.
“I knew you’d want my children, cookie,” Maddox says, a cocky-bastard smile lighting his handsome face.
I pat his cheek, grazing my fingers over the scar. “Maybe after your brothers’.”
He growls in my ear and links his fingers through my hair, holding me in place. Guiding me to him, he kisses me again until I have to gasp. “Don’t tease me or I’ll steal you away during mating season to ensure otherwise.”
“He’s not joking either,” Rowan says, locking his hand around Maddox’s wrist until he lets me go. “So get out of here. Save that pathetic warlock, so we can take care of the damn lycan curse and get on with our lives.”