“Yet you can insult me quite easily!” Aeron froze at the hurt and accusation in Kat’s tone.
“If I am your mate then I have to know my place, right?”
He’d thought that perhaps Alak’s words and the fact he had allowed Alak to speak that way to their mate might have angered her, but to hear the pain in her voice had his own heart breaking.
“That is not how it would be,” Alak yelled back, and Aeron could hear that he, too, hurt for their mate, but as usual, the tone he used told a completely different story. “But we will never get there if you cannot be honest with me. You cannot even be honest with yourself.” His brother prompted her for an answer, and Aeron heard a tiny crack of desperation in his voice, one he was sure no one else could have picked up on. “Why, Katrina why?”
Aeron held his breath. Would Katrina find the strength to answer?
“Because I was looking for a mate!” she yelled back, and Aeron closed his eyes, leaning his forehead against the door. He had suspected there was a more personal reason than the financial, more than her need for control, but he had never suspected that.
“I am a dominant female cougar, Alak, and that is rarer than you know. Fucking Beta to a pard, a position I have earned through blood in the way of my kind. There is no male more dominant in our pard than me, except Braxas, and we were not destined for each other. Do you know what it is like to believe that you have been forsaken by the Fates? To believe that there would be no happily ever after for me? Even though I was born dominant, I’m still a woman who longs to be loved, to be held, to be cherished. I see it all around me, and I wanted it for myself. I figured if I came here and fought, that I might actually lose, then perhaps I could find a man more dominant than I, and if that happened I could find my happy ending!”
Everything within him cried out that he and Alak were her mates. They were the ones who would be there to love her, to hold her, and to cherish her for as long as they lived.
A light thud came from inside the room that had him lifting his head from the door in shock. Not bothering with the plastic card they had been given that seemed to unlock the door, Aeron used his powers to open the lock, twisted the handle and entered the room. He had no idea what he would find, but he certainly hadn’t expected to find his mate and his brother locked in intense embrace against the far wall. Arousal flooded his system.
Alak might struggle to put his emotions into words, but apparently his actions were much easier to interpret. This was their chance to show Katrina that she was destined to be their third, just as he and Alak were fated to be her mates. A slow smile formed as he allowed his glamor to fade, and he moved toward them. He was looking forward to showing their dominant little kitten that he and Alak were more than worthy of her submission.
Chapter Eleven
The taste of Katrina on Alak’s tongue seemed to only push his control further out of his reach. Her flavor reminded him of the woods near his village. She tasted like home to him. In his rational mind, he knew the fact he had her pinned to the wall with his body, her moaning as he used everything he had to bring her the pleasure they both sought, was only a short reprieve from their dominance battle. However, given how their fierce mate was reacting to his aggression, it appeared that perhaps his and Aeron’s plan to give her space to get used to them was poorly chosen. If Katrina was looking for dominant males to rival her own strength, then they should have begun as they intended to carry on. He wouldn’t make that mistake again. Although, given his current state—being driven wild with desire by what she was doing right now with her lips—he may be willing to negotiate for.
Sweet Goddess, our mate could drive me mad with her mouth alone…
Katrina released the suction she’d had on his tongue, and Alak groaned as he imagined that action much lower on his body. His cock pulsed in anticipation, and she must have felt it against her own sensitive flesh. She also moaned and ground her hot mound against his shaft still trapped within his clothing.
“Take this off,” she said right before she tore at the buttons on his shirt, her legs still wrapped tightly around his hips. “And drop your glamor. I want to see the real you.”
Her request threw him for a moment. He thought perhaps she had preferred him and Alak to look more like the men she was used to, but then again, everything she did surprised him. He let the magic fade from his appearance. The lust in her eyes only grew hotter as she took in the breadth of his chest once his shirt was discarded on the floor.
Alak sensed his brother had returned, and he smiled as he grabbed Katrina firmly under her ass and turned her back towards the door, where Aeron was now ridding himself of his own shirt. Katrina closed her eyes and then smiled as she inhaled deeply.
“I can scent you, Aeron,” she whispered. “You smell like the night sky right before a thunderstorm. I’ve always loved to watch the storms.”
“And you, love,” Aeron groaned as he settled his chest against her back, “smell like home to me. But you are wearing entirely too many clothes for what we all need right now.”
Kat bit her bottom lip and nodded in agreement. With one pass of Aeron’s magic over her clothing, the seams melted away, and he gently dropped the scraps to the ground, leaving Alak’s arms full of warm, golden, naked skin. Alak placed a kiss along her shoulder, up to her neck, while Aeron did the same on the other side. Their mate’s arousal was all that was important right now, and Alak could think of nothing else but ensuring her pleasure.
“Just so you both know … our argument isn’t over,” she said, her words coming out in short pants in between kisses Aeron and Alak were delivering.
“I’d expect nothing less from our delectable dragon,” Alak teased back.
“Are you mocking me?”
Alak saw the tiny smirk at the corner of her mouth, and he pulled her chin towards his own lips before looking straight into her golden eyes. “Never,” he said, and then he kissed her with everything he had building up inside of him. His passion, his frustration, his longing, and finally, with all the loneliness he and his brother had endured over their long lifetime. To be High Dorum was the greatest honor the Goddess could bestow upon her children, but it set them apart from the rest of their people. They’d almost lost hope for a mate of their own, for how would one female hold the strength to equal theirs? But the Goddess sees all her children, and she must have known that this remarkable woman was just out there, waiting for Aeron and Alak to follow the path that led to her. Now it was up to them not to screw it up.
“Do you want us, Katrina?” Alak finally pulled back from her lips and whispered his question, as if afraid in this moment that she would deny them all what they so desperately needed.
“I do,” she replied without a single hint of hesitation in her voice.
Alak carried her to the master bedroom in their suite with Aeron following closely behind. When they reached the king-sized bed, Katrina lowered herself down the length of him and then positioned herself on her back in the center of the bed. A golden goddess, holding him in place as he gazed upon her in fascination. She stretched out her arms and beckoned them to join her. Finally, he snapped out of his daze, and he and Aeron continued undressing. He loved the little hitch in her breath as they revealed themselves to her, her gaze roaming over their bodies, seemingly greedy to take them in. Alak ached for her. He grabbed his length and slowly stroked, and the sight of her little pink tongue darting out to wet her perfect lips made him groan out her name.
“Katrina, are you wet for us, mate?”
“Yes, do you want to see?” she purred, legs falling gracefully to each side.
“You make my mouth water seeing you ready for us,” Aeron said, his voice strained with desire. “I’ve thought of this moment many times since we met.”
Alak knew all too well what his brother was feeling in this moment—the same kernel of hope was beginning to burn bright in his own heart, that this glorious woman would make their lives complete. He followed Aeron onto the b
ed and stretched out beside Katrina while Aeron knelt by her feet, his hand slowly stroking along her calf.
“I think it’s time we quenched our thirst, brother,” Aeron said.
Alak wound his fingers through Katrina’s thick golden waves and brought her mouth up to meet his own. He knew when she suddenly sucked in a breath that Aeron had also found his target much lower, and Alak thoroughly enjoyed caressing every inch of her mouth as she chased her pleasure. When Katrina’s clever hands moved over his chest and down his stomach, he wasn’t certain that he wouldn’t embarrass himself once she reached her intended destination. The heat of her touch as she wrapped her hand around his swollen flesh was more intense than he had imagined it—and he had imagined this very scene, many times.
“Goddess, Katrina, you undo me,” he groaned into her mouth as she explored every inch of his cock with her questing fingers.
“If I make you feel a fraction of the emotions that I get running through me when either of you are near,” she panted in between kisses, “then I can almost forgive your boorish behavior since we met.”
Alak’s brain was quickly losing the ability to banter as her strokes became faster and his hips began to buck into her hold. “You haven’t exactly been the picture of feminine restraint, my dragon.”
The smile that blossomed across her face at his teasing was the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen.
“Yeah,” she said with laughter in her voice right before she threw him a wink. “I get that a lot. Now are you going to talk all night, or are you going to bring this big cock up here and give me something better to do with my mouth?”
Her laughter abruptly turned into a moan of pleasure, her body bucking under Aeron’s tongue, and Alak didn’t have to be told twice. He moved himself further up the bed until his hips were next to Kat’s head, and when he ran his fingers along her cheek, her golden eyes snapped open and she licked her full, sensuous lips.
“Mmm, come here, baby.”
The entire universe slipped away from him until all that was left was the exhilarating pleasure as soon as her lips wrapped around him and his length disappeared into her mouth.
Chapter Twelve
Katrina’s taste on Aeron’s tongue was better than the sweetest ambrosia. He slipped two fingers into her needy, wet channel as he sucked down hard on her clit. He pressed down gently on her flat stomach with his free hand to steady her wildly bucking hips as he pulled her orgasm from her, and then he gave her pussy one final kiss before sitting up. The sight before him made him almost impossibly harder.
His mate’s face was flushed and more relaxed than he had ever seen, but it was the vision of her sucking on his brother’s cock, her plump limps around his shaft, and then her tongue darting out to lick the swollen head that him biting down on his lip. This was a woman who clearly enjoyed giving pleasure as much as she enjoyed receiving it, and he couldn’t wait to have those lips wrapped around his own dick.
Right now, though, he needed her, to be inside her, finally laying claim to his mate and sealing their bond. Aeron crawled up her body, trailing kisses along the way, stopping at her breasts to kiss them in turn. When he reached her neck, he positioned himself at her entrance and slowly plunged inside. Just then, Alak let out a loud roar and shouted out their mate’s name in reverence, as if calling to a goddess. Katrina, meanwhile, kept her lips around him until she swallowed everything Alak had to give her.
Only when she popped Alak out of her mouth, did Aeron briefly break their connection. He flipped her over on her stomach and pulled her up on all fours. “I can’t be gentle now,” he told her, his voice husky, just before plunging back inside her.
“I don’t want gentle,” she replied on a harsh, raspy breath.
That was all the fuel he needed to grab onto her hips, and thrust faster, deeper than he had before in their missionary position. “You feel amazing, my mate.” No other prior experience had ever felt this good, nothing he could even remotely compare it to.
He briefly glanced over at his brother to see him staring at Katrina in rapt attention. Alak’s cock was hardening again. Aeron wished he could see her face at that moment, but there was no way he could possibly break their connection now. He was too close to coming, and based on how tightly her inner walls were squeezing him, as well as her loud successive moans, his little kitten wasn’t far off from her pleasure either.
“Aeron,” she called out to him. Her breathing was harsh as she took everything he gave her and pushed back into him to give just as good. “Oh, Goddess, I’m going to come so fucking hard now. I love the way you feel.”
“Ut tu moarre ebe-et,” Aeron cried out in his native tongue. As do you, my forever love.
“You’ll have to translate that for me,” Katrina said, panting in between words. “It sounds so hot.”
Aeron leaned in closer to her, still pounding hard into her. He put his chest flush against her back, while he rubbed her clit with one hand and balanced himself on the other. He whispered the translation in her ear right before he commanded her to come for him.
She did—screaming as she came. He pulled her up in a seated position, their bodies still flush and connected, and wrapped his arms tightly around her as he, too, released inside of her. They rode out the remnants of their orgasm together that way.
What Fae and shifter-kind had most in common was their insatiable need to claim their mate, particularly after their first joining. Aeron felt the tingling in his gums, and his canines elongated slightly and into sharper points. It startled him even though he was expecting it. Unlike shifters, Fae, both light and dark, did not experience these primal animalistic changes except in the case of mating. He heard Katrina let out a low growl, causing his cock to harden and twitch inside of her, and he could wait no longer. The need to mark her became almost painful.
He bit down on her neck, tasting her coppery tang as it flowed from her. It was delicious. Katrina moaned, called out Aeron’s name, and then took his wrist and bit down hard on the inside of it. He felt his own blood being pulled, once again surprising him with how extremely pleasant the sensation was, so much so that he began to thrust his hips up into her just as their bond snapped into place, like two parts of a puzzle fitting perfectly together. All that remained absent was the final piece.
They came again in unison, long hard spasms shaking both their bodies. Aeron licked the bite mark he had given her, and then Katrina did the same to the one she bestowed upon him. He spared one more moment to hold her, but no more, knowing that his brother’s need had to be met now as well. After a final kiss to her temple, and these whispered words, “Et me xsorum uskue en aeternum tebi fovum,” he released her to Alak.
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“Oh Gods, I love your language,” Katrina groaned as Alak took her in his arms. She loved the way both men rolled their Rs when they spoke the primary Dark Fae language and how most of the sounds sounded lyrical, melodious, emanating from two slightly varying deep male voices, smooth like velvet most of the time, and gritty, rising an octave when impassioned or angered.
The pair of them continually ignited her, making her feel wild and willing to give up her control. After three earth-shattering orgasms, Katrina wanted more. She would not be sated until she had Alak, too.
He was surprisingly gentle as he kissed her, delivering long slow strokes with his tongue and gentle nips with his teeth against her lips, and then he slid in between her legs and without preamble, thrust inside her.
It soon became apparent that they were on the same page. As sweet as gentle was, and she was certain there may be occasions in the future that called for it, this was not one of them. She wanted raw and dirty, to come just as hard for him as she did for his brother. Taking the cue, Alak sat up and brought her legs up and together over one shoulder, pulling her closer to him and slightly angling her hip in the process. She made an incoherent sound as his thick, long cock slid deeper into her. As he thrust hard and deep, she felt tingling sensations throughout every ner
ve in her body, causing her to arch her back and throw her hands above her to grip her pillow. The bed shook, and the headboard banged against the wall with the force of his movements.
The room filled with the sounds of Katrina’s loud moans and string of curses along with Alak’s guttural grunts mixed with musical words. He could have been cursing as well for all she knew, but it all sounded beautiful. Knowing that Aeron was watching them turned her on even more. She felt her orgasm fast approaching like a tidal wave about to bury her in ecstasy.
She gripped the pillow harder as spasm after spasm finally crashed upon her, taking Alak with her. A low, throaty growl built in her throat as her canines dropped. She and her cougar longed to claim their mate, even more so when she saw the feral look on Alak’s face, his own teeth now sharp points.
She reached for him, beckoning him to give her what they both wanted. He spread her legs and leaned down over her and then he bit her on the other side of her neck just as she bit down on his wrist. She immediately felt their bond snap into place, even stronger now that their triad was finally complete. Despite being perfectly spent now, the euphoric feeling their blood exchange produced, brought about another intense orgasm, and only then did she finally feel sated.
She couldn’t help but smile when Alak looked at her tenderly. She had never seen his normally stern features so soft. “Et me xsorum uskue en aeternum tebi fovum,” he whispered to her. They were the same words Aeron had said to her.
Whatever argument she had with the pair of them and them with her, would have to wait until the morning. Not only was she exhausted from the plethora of orgasms and the intensity of the bond she was feeling, she wanted to just relax in post-coital bliss. She was suddenly tired of fighting with them, and of denying the feelings she’d had for them since the moment they first met.
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