Page 46 of The Alpha's Mates

Jackson sat up, holding her close as he whispered against the shell of her ear. “Yes, you do.” He nipped her, then soothed it with a lick of his tongue. “You’re ready to come. You’re clenching around my fingers, and your pussy is sucking on them. Don’t force it, blondie. Go with it.”

She humped his hand. It felt too good not too. The pressure grew more powerful in her lower belly until she made the most unladylike noises. She cried out as everything around her melted away and her orgasm rushed through her. Jackson caressed her through her release, whispering sweet words while she drifted back to the world around her.

“Beautiful.” Christoph grabbed the edge of her skirt and removed it, along with her panties. During her haze, he’d gotten naked. He loomed over her with his massive, thickly corded body before slipping between her legs. Jackson removed her shirt, leaving her completely open to their penetrating gazes. “You’re spectacular, Bell. I can’t believe you’re ours.” He kissed her, while running his hand along her side.

“So are you.” She trailed her fingers over his chest, then his stomach, and lower to the trimmed thatch of pubic hair. His heavy sac hung below his hard cock, and she cupped the spheres, rolling them between her fingers. He let out a painful yelp and closed his eyes, causing her to let go. “Sorry.”

“Don’t stop. Felt good. Just got me too worked up.” Christoph pinched the base of his erection and sighed.

She took him into her hand and manipulated the rough flesh of his sac. Christoph rolled his hips, pushing his dick along her lower belly. The tension between them ratcheted up a notch. She flexed her hips in time with him, not knowing what she was doing, only that it excited her. “Please.”

“Shh, I’ve got you.” He placed the tip of his shaft at her entrance and bent his head. He latched onto her nipple only to have Jackson stop him.

“Dude, condoms.” He reached up into the drawer above their heads and pulled out two foil disks. “If we need more, I have it.”

“We don’t need them.” Embarrassment hit her hard. How could she not remember the basics? Her parents had always been open and honest with them about protecting themselves and going by the moon cycles, but it didn’t mean shit didn’t happen. They learned that firsthand with Alex. She loved her baby brother to pieces, but he’d been a giant surprise for the whole family. “I’m not in estrus yet.”

Christoph laughed while he rolled the latex barrier onto his dick. “No way a mating allows time for preparing. I was ready to get deep inside you without hesitation. At least one of us has our wits about us, and after everything with Isaac, we should take our time. I want that peace of mind, Bell.”

She cupped his face and nodded. “I understand.”

“I’m thinking about her and wanting this to be perfect.” Jackson shrugged, then slid over, giving them room. He wrapped his hand around his cock and pumped his hard flesh. “Carry on.”

Christoph positioned himself once more while drawing her hard nipple into his mouth. He pushed forward, not stopping his thrust. He sucked and nibbled on the taut pebble in his mouth, and she arched to him, the pain and pleasure mixing and warring within her. There, at the tip of that pinnacle, waiting for another orgasm. She shook through the force of her release while flexing her hips. It was all too much.

“Easy, beautiful. I got you.” His voice strained from exertion. “Won’t stop till I’m all the way in.”

He stretched her unbearably so and to the point she thought she split in two. Then he stopped. She pulsed around him, stretching to accommodate his girth. For long moments, he stroked her flesh, and when he moved, she gasped at the blissful tingles skirting along her skin. She clung to him, meeting him with each stroke. Mating under the full moon was different than without.

This was amazing. Indescribable. She could only feel the drag of his dick along the walls of her sex. The way his fingers worked her clit with each thrust. She could drown on the sensations. Bell wrapped her legs around his waist, allowing him to slip deeper inside of her. She cried out, and behind them, the groan from Jackson turned her on even more. She watched in rapt fascination as he continued to work his shaft. His motions became jerky.

“Bell,” Christoph grunted and pushed deep.

Her eyes went wide, her mouth fell open. Everything locked in her body and when he retreated, the bomb detonated inside of her. Her climax shot through her while his thrusts became erratic. He growled and snarled. Her climax crept up on her, detonating what was left of her senses.

“Fuck… Fuck… Too good. Can’t hold it.”

He pounded into her while he nuzzled her neck. “You’re mine, Bell. Mine and Jackson’s.” He bit down on the juncture of her neck and ground his pelvis against hers.

She pulsed around him once more as the piercing pain of his bite morphed into pleasure. The mini-orgasm sparked along her skin seconds before she marked him as her mate. Bell clung to him. She’d experienced nothing so intense before in her life, even after their first time together. When he finally pulled from her, she’d been a limp noodle.

“So fucking hot.” Jackson climbed over to her. His erection had been dark red, almost purple. “Yes, it hurts. I ache so badly for you, but for this to be our official mating, I have to give you the kiss of the dragon.”

She stared up at him, confused. “What?”

“It’s part of our mating rituals. We’re fire breathers. The fire lives within us, and to complete the mating, you have to be protected against it. Or else, poof, ashes.” He ran his palm over her stomach. “I won’t mate you fully without allowing this one step.”

She gave him a nervous nod. “Sure. What do you need me to do?”

“Not a thing, blondie.” He glanced over his shoulder at Christoph. “Give us some room.”

The surrounding air shifted, and the scent of brimstone grew thicker by the second. Electricity snapped along her arms, raising the hair there. Her lioness prowled inside of her, wanting out. She kept the feline at bay. The image of Jackson shimmered and grew until he filled the room. Leather-like wings stretched while claws dug into the floor. His beautiful black scales covered his massive body, changing him from the boy she knew to the beast who lurked below the surface.

Claw-tipped hands lowered to the bed, trapping her between his arms. If he thought to scare her, he didn’t. In fact, she marveled at his transformation. She stared up into the flickering flames glowing in his eyes. There was her mate. Cupping his snout, she rubbed the scaly skin, and he made a soothing sound. Then, with a gentleness she didn’t realize he had in this form, he lifted her in his arms. They rose to the top of his room and landed on a ledge she didn’t even know existed. The moon shined down on him, and he gazed into her eyes, his fierce features softening seconds before he lowered his head.

Instinct took over for her the minute she saw the wisps of smoke breathed from him. She inhaled. Fire raced through her while the cloud of smoke grew bigger. The longer he allowed the dragon’s kiss, the more she inhaled his heat. It singed her. Changed her in the most basic of ways. Some of it she couldn’t grasp, but she didn’t stop the flow. She placed her hands on either side of his snout. The burning twinge shot through her, settling over her heart. She whimpered, then cried out when he pulled away. The orange glow on her chest scared her, but when he lowered her to his bed and shifted, she noticed the same glow on his cheek, right below the corner of his eye.

She didn’t know how long it hurt like hell, but it passed quickly, and something new settled within her. She ached for him. Needed to bind her soul to him. When he came near, she saw the red teardrops without their fiery glow. She glanced down and found the same marking on her skin. “How?”

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