by Sammie Joyce
Surprisingly, Annabelle volunteered to co-lead a group aimed at integrating everyone with one of the dragons. They would do everything from combat training to games. Annabelle wasn’t a high-ranking witch, but Rose had wanted her here for moral support.
After listening to everyone’s advice, Rose decided that some participation in the integration group would be compulsory for everyone. Uniting dragons and witches was essential.
The meeting dragged on for hours, but eventually, the room fell silent. It seemed they had come up with a plan that everyone was at least okay with, if not entirely happy.
“If there’s nothing else, I say we should get to it. We don’t know when Hellith will return; there’s no time to lose.”
“One more thing.” Asher spoke loudly enough for the whole room to hear, but his eyes were fixed on Rose alone. “Before you came, Rose, this coven was a place of slavery and abuse. You’ve done more than just help defeat Hellith. You’ve awakened us from a very dark place. From here, we can work to a brighter future. I suggest that this day be known in future as the day of Areva’s Awakening, to honor the change we have made.”
“Sounds good to me—it’ll be a nice way to celebrate our unity. Maybe we can have the kitchens do up something special, and we can all have a dinner together.”
Asher’s eyes were smoldering. And afterwards, we will claim our mate.
Rose felt herself blushing and hoped no one noticed. Gavin, Jagger, and Mace caught onto Asher’s train of thought and were suddenly looking at her like a starving man looks at a burger.
“Great, then let’s get to it.” Rose hoped her voice didn’t sound as squeaky to the others as it did to her.
They moved to the dining room for the dinner. Witches and dragons everywhere sat at tables together. It looked a bit forced, and it was—Maria and Asher had seated them. There weren’t any sparks flying yet, so Rose counted that as a success.
She sat with her four dragons, Annabelle, Wendy, and Jade. Wendy and Jade looked doubtful about the whole thing, but they were at least being polite to the dragons.
The food was delicious, but not as delicious as what would come after. Rose could tell from their thoughts that her dragons wanted to take her together, in the same bed. The thought was both intimidating and intoxicating. She didn’t know how it would work, but the snippets she picked up from their thoughts were enough to make her eager for the dinner to end.
Rose cleared her plate in record time, waiting eagerly for the others to finish.
You should stay at least a while. You’re their leader now. You can’t just rush off. Asher’s mental voice was amused rather than reproving.
Rose responded with a barrage of the dirtiest thoughts she could muster. Asher’s eyes went wide, and he snatched a napkin, positioning it carefully on his lap to hide his rising boner. Jagger snorted into his plate.
Needless to say, they left shortly afterward. Asher picked her up, carrying her to their new basement home. They were kissing before they were even down the stairs. Rose felt herself being laid on an unfamiliar bed—one a lot larger than the one she remembered.
“We had the rooms combined and a bigger bed put in,” Mace explained. “The witches were great; they saved us what would have been weeks of construction.”
“When did you do this?”
“While dinner was being made.”
“So, that’s where you and Jagger disappeared off to.”
Mace nodded. He crawled up next to her, his breath hitching as he watched Asher kiss her neck.
“Someone needs to teach me a spell for removing clothes,” Rose moaned, pawing at Mace but held back by what she considered way too much clothing.
“I can fix that.”
With uncanny speed, Mace undressed. His cock was hard as he stood before her, looking nervous. Rose beckoned him to come and lie beside her. Asher quickly stripped her of her shirt as Rose and Mace started kissing.
Gavin and Jagger got her pants off in between removing their own clothes. Rose could feel them kissing their way up her legs, one brother to each leg. It was overwhelming, being bombarded with so many sensations at once, but it was far from unpleasant.
She had to pull away from Mace to breathe. She clutched his shoulders. Asher was now kissing her breasts. “Get those clothes off,” Rose ordered, thrilled when he complied at once. Naked, with four naked dragons lavishing attention on her, she was spoiled for choice as to where to look and touch.
Rose wriggled a bit, taking Asher’s cock in one hand and Mace’s in another. She chuckled at their simultaneous moans as she started stroking them. She had one of them licking each breast now. Gavin and Jagger had reached her thighs, and she was tingling in anticipation. The whole thing was so synchronized that she wondered if they’d practiced this, but then all thought was pushed from her mind.
Gavin urged Jagger back, nestling between her legs and licking her clit. Rose’s rhythm with Asher’s and Mace’s cocks stuttered. She could barely focus on anything except wanting more of Gavin’s tongue.
He licked and licked, until Rose was arching her back and crying out with her need for release.
“Right, you’ve had your fun. Move over, brother.”
Gavin reluctantly moved aside, allowing Jagger to take his place between her legs. “You ready for me?”
“Beyond ready,” Rose gasped.
He thrust into her, making her whole body jerk. “Harder,” Rose panted. Jagger complied, setting up a quick, fierce rhythm.
“Gavin… get over here.”
There wasn’t a lot of space, but Gavin managed to shuffle himself in beside Mace. Rose opened her mouth wide in invitation. She didn’t need to ask twice. Gavin’s cock felt huge in her mouth, so heavy and leaking precome. The bitter taste was different, but not unpleasant.
He started thrusting his hips in time with Jagger’s thrusts. Rose still had her hands on Mace and Asher’s cocks, and she didn’t need to worry much about pace now. The way her body was moving as Jagger pounded into her gave them more than enough friction.
Gavin came first, spilling his seed into her mouth. Rose scrambled to swallow. Some of it dripped down her chin, which Gavin licked off before falling down beside her, sated and exhausted. Mace was next, wetting her hand as he cried out and thrust his hips forward.
Rose was so close herself that she could barely focus on anything except her own release. She put her other hand on Asher’s cock, using both of them to finish him off. Mace started fingering her clit as Jagger kept at it.
Just a few sure strokes, and that was it for her. Rose writhed on Jagger’s cock as she came. The pleasure was so intense that she lost track of everything else. The spasms of her pussy were enough to send him toppling over the edge a few thrusts later.
The five of them lay in a tangled heap, too limp with pleasure to move.
Mace was the first to move. He went to the bathroom and returned with a wash cloth. He cleaned Rose tenderly, before wiping himself off. He rinsed the cloth and handed it to Asher.
Once they and the bed were all relatively clean, they lay together in a happy pile. Rose was in the middle with Asher and Jagger on either side of her. Gavin was next to Jagger, with Mace next to Asher.
“It feels… different, somehow.” Rose couldn’t quite put into words the difference she felt, but it was there.
“It’s the mating bond.” Asher started untangling her hair with one hand. “It’s always been present, but consummating it as we have strengthens it. We are one, now—one mind, one body. Only that way will we be strong enough to face the coming storm.”
Rose realized when he said it that he was right. For the first time, she didn’t feel inadequate in the face of the task before her. Defeating Hellith wasn’t going to be easy, but with her dragons by her side, she knew that they could do it.
“You tried to tell me, but I didn’t understand before. I think I do, now. Together, we are strong enough. Do you think the witches and dragons will really be able to live t
ogether long-term? I know everyone is cooperating now, but it takes more than a few days to override centuries of hatred.”
“If any of the dragons cause trouble, I will see to them. I won’t have anyone jeopardizing what we’re building here.”
Asher looked so fierce, so commanding as he spoke, that Rose found herself believing him.
“The witches will be fine,” Mace said quietly. “You’re their leader. They’ll take their cues from you.”
“And in the interest of giving off the right cues, I think it would serve the greater good for them to ‘accidentally’ walk in on me giving you the best orgasm you’ve ever had.”
“Jagger! You’re terrible. I don’t want to traumatize them.”
“They’ll learn to live with it—or they’ll be walking on broken toes.” Gavin probably would break the toes of anyone who upset her. He still didn’t trust the witches, and Rose couldn’t really blame him.
“That won’t be necessary. We’ll find a way to make this work. There’s one thing I didn’t say in the meeting, something important. I love you.” Rose made sure to look each of her dragons in the eye. “I’m so glad I’m your mate. I promise that I will love you forever, no matter what comes.”
“I love you too, Rose.”
“As do I.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, my mate.”
Her dragons converged on her in a many-armed hug. Rose couldn’t stop grinning. She’d never been happier than she was right this minute, and she knew that this moment would never end, not truly. Not as long as she had her dragons by her side.
Book 2 in the Elesian Dragon Mates series is Betrayed.
Here’s a little bit about the story as the drama intensifies even though Rose and the Bond brothers are becoming closer.
I’m more than thrilled with how things have changed over the last few months. We’ve learned to co-exist. In fact, living with the Bond brothers is making my life feel complete and secure.
All the dragons are working with the coven and they’ve more or less become part of it. Things are easy and calm. Life is good.
But there seems to be some jealousy brewing among the brothers, namely with Gavin. He feels overlooked. When I agree to spend special time with Gavin alone, the plan is cast aside because there’s unexpected trouble that must be dealt with. A fire and the deaths of two witches signal my worst fears are being realized.
In the middle of preparations for battle, Gavin leaves without a word. This brings his brothers to extreme anger. Though things die down quicker than expected, and Gavin comes back I still feel uneasy. I can’t relax even though I want to more than anything.
I’m finding out that the coven celebrates with an Autumn Festival every year and I desperately want to go. The event is a formal affair and I’d love to dress up to the nines and dance the night away. I’m worried that with the unrest I shouldn’t go until my Bond men invite me to go with them as their date. I can’t say no.
When I wake up in the lair owned by the hideous serpent Hellith, I’m shocked. And I feel betrayed as I look around to find Gavin there. He’s insisting I give up the necklace my mother gave me and he says it’s the only way we will make it out alive. I refuse. It’s my legacy and it’s my power. I can’t be without it. I won’t.
But I don’t know how I’m going to escape with Gavin to get back to my coven and my men. I know they’re worried and they’ll be trying to find me. I just hope we all make it out alive. I’m too young to die and my Bond men are too. We have so much left to do and so much love to share. All I want to see is those handsome faces. To feel their hands on my bare skin would be sheer heaven. I have to believe it will happen.
But will I find a way out of this predicament without having to give up my most prized possession? Is there a chance I’ll be able to attend my first ever Autumn Ball with my special dragons?
Read Betrayed, Book 2 in the series to find out how the relationship progresses and if all is dashed when Hellith crashes the party and kidnaps Rose.
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Paranormal romance is Sammie’s favorite sub-genre of romance. She loves shifters of all sorts. Protectors. Those who need protection.
Falling in love and finding love together. Realizing that your mate is standing right in front of you. The magic in those moments. These are some of my favorite parts of romance!
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