Page 112 of Edge of Darkness

It was a good thing Hudson said something because Connie had forgotten he was holding Kit’s hips. Last thing he wanted to do was sink his claws into Kit and scare him.

“Your eyes,” Kit whispered.

Hudson’s eyes were the color of his dragon. Connie’s sight had sharpened, so his had changed too.

“There’s nothing to be scared of,” Hudson said quietly.

“Oh, I know. Now kiss him for me,” Kit demanded.

Connie barely had the chance to chuckle before Hudson plastered his mouth against Connie’s. There was no softness to the kiss. No, just as it always was between them, there was a driving need and a wildness to it. Hudson dominated the kiss, demanding Connie submit, which he gladly did.

The heat of Hudson’s mouth, and the hardness of Kit’s cock plastered against his, made tingles race down his spine as he thrust against Kit while Hudson tried to devour him.

Hudson was grinding into Kit, which pushed Kit into Connie. Kit moaned shamelessly, driving Connie’s raging desire even higher. Eyes closed, Connie gave himself over to the demand of Hudson’s mouth and the softness of Kit’s body.

Holy shit, he was going to come in his pants. He couldn’t remember the last time that had happened. Pleasure swirled through his mind and body. Then Hudson bit gently down on Connie’s bottom lip, drawing a drop of blood. Sparks raced through Connie, coalescing into an explosion inside him as he came untouched.

A few seconds later, Hudson growled against Connie's mouth and came too. The scent of their come mixed together in the air, making Connie's dick jerk again in his pants.

“Mother of all, mother of all, I’m going to—” Kit gasped as he came.

The sudden urge to bite Kit slapped Connie in the face, but he ruthlessly pushed it back. Kit was nowhere near ready for that, and they weren’t either, honestly.

They’d just talked Kit into dating them. Kit didn’t know he was their mate yet, and this wasnotthe time to tell him. Connie had to remind himself of that.

“I haven’t done that since I was a teenager. Good grief, I’d forgotten how messy it is.” Kit laughed breathlessly. “Please tell me I wasn’t the only one to come in my pants.”

Connie snorted. “Not by a long shot.”

“It was still hot though,” Hudson added. “But yes, I think we all need a shower now.”

Kit let go of Connie and Hudson as he moved out from between them. “I should sleep really well tonight.” Kit winked and then gave them each a kiss on the cheek.

Hudson opened Kit’s door for him.

“Since it’s Saturday tomorrow, I’m not getting up at the ass crack of dawn. Is it okay for me to text one of you once I get up?” Kit asked.

“That’s fine,” Hudson said. “By all means, sleep in. We’ll see you in the morning. Good night.”

“Sleep tight. Oh, wait. I forgot….” Connie reached into his pocket and brought out a small white box. He handed it to Kit.

“Ah, okay, what is this?” Kit held the box up, staring at it.

“Just something I picked up,” Connie said. “I saw it and thought of you.”

“You got me something?” A smile crossed Kit’s face. “Jeez, Connie, that’s so nice. You didn’t have to do that though.”

“I know, but I wanted to,” Connie said.

Kit took the top off the box. “Oh, that’s lovely. And yeah, I recognize the craftsmanship. You got it at that shop right down from me, didn’t you?”

“I did, yes.”

Kit tilted his head as he glanced at Connie. “And should I ask what you were doing there?”

“Nothing bad,” Connie hastened to reassure Kit. “I was just letting the owner know you’re under the protection of the dragons and daemons. That’s all.”

“Good Lord. That’s all, huh? So am I banned now?”

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