Page 47 of The Alpha's Mates

“Only a true mate receives the tears of a dragon. You and Christoph are my true mates. I will carry both of your marks forever.” He climbed up onto the bed. Grabbing the foil wrapper off the ledge above their head, he then opened the packet. “Can you take me, blondie?”

A tear escaped from the corner of her eye. “Of course.” She swiped at the wetness. “This is a little….”

“Amazing.” Christoph joined them. “Why don’t I have the mark?”

“Impatient. I’ll have to give you the kiss, too,” he replied. “Are you ready for it? Ready for what it can mean for our relationship? If you are, we will discuss this after I complete my mating with Bell.”

Christoph seemed to mull over his proposition. “Yes. I want it. If we are all meant to be together, I will take it.”

“What a fucking thing to say.” Jackson positioned himself at Bell’s entrance and groaned as he filled her.

Her eyes rolled up, and she moaned. She feared it might be painful, but all she felt was pleasure. Such unbiased love and devotion from both men, but the mark connected her to Jackson more so. He held himself still, then lowered his head to kiss her. Their tongues touched and retreated as he moved. The rush of having him inside of her in all ways destroyed her in the best ways possible. They had a direct line to each other.

Christoph joined them, teasing her with each glide of his fingers. He lapped at her mark, sending shards of bliss through her. Both men overwhelmed her, but she took it. She hung onto him, meeting him stroke for stroke. He gazed down at her, locking them in this tandem-sexual thing. She didn’t have a name for it, only it had been erotic and different and amazing and everything she could have ever wanted and more. She’d cherish this always. Protect it, and like Hayden, never reveal anything that happened. She respected this moment between all three of them.

“Bell,” he groaned. “Give it to me. I’m too far gone.”

Christoph fit his hand between them and rubbed her clit. She cried out, arching to Jackson. Her whole body tensed.

“Need to….” She wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled him down to her. She nuzzled his neck, and the aroma of brimstone and her mouth watered.

“Do it, kitten. Mark our mate,” Christoph growled.

She bit down at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. She shattered. Her orgasm ripped through her, causing bright flashes of light to filter across her vision as she licked his mark. Above her, Jackson stilled and roared. His grip on her tightened to the point of pain while they rode out their releases. Glorious. She sagged in his arms, completely spent by their mating and unable to form a cognitive thought.

Her chest glowed, and the teardrop warmed. “What?”

Jackson grinned. “Our mating is blessed.” He kissed her before pulling from her.

“Whoa.”

Christoph looked positively wanton. She understood it. He needed this. “It’s amazing.”

“It feels amazing, too.” Jackson strode to the bed after disposing of the condom in the trash. “Are you ready, mate?”

Christoph nodded. “Yes.”

Again, the air grew heavy. So did the smell of brimstone. When the dragon stood before them, Christoph crossed to him then climbed into his arms. From this position, Bell could watch everything play out.

He landed on the perch, and a few seconds later, she saw the mist and Christoph accept it. It had been beautiful and incredible. Arousing, too. The complimentary moans from both of her mates accompanied the bright-orange glow on Christoph’s chest. Hers tingled, too, and, like Jackson, she carried two tears on her skin. She placed her hand over her heart and finally understood what it meant to be fully mated.

After Christoph had taken the dragon’s kiss from Jackson, they all fell into Jackson’s massive bed, wrapped in each other’s arms, and slept. She woke to the masculine grunts of her mates who were teasing each other. Christoph loomed over Jackson. His chest heaved with each breath. Their tear drops glowed in the soft light of the moon. They were glorious specimens and all hers.

“Are you ready for this?” Jackson whispered.

A lump lodged in Bell’s throat as arousal pulsed to life within her.Holy shit.They were really going to do it, and she got to watch them. Every inch of her tingled to life. She couldn’t wait to watch them become one, sealing their mating forever.

“I think we have company,” Christoph murmured, lubing up his latex covered dick. “You smell so sweet when you’re aroused, kitten.”

Heat filled her cheeks as she continued to watch both men. “I was curious.”

“Oh, she’s curious,” Jackson teased, wrapping his arms around Christoph’s neck. “Show her, Christoph.”

The second he pushed into Jackson’s ass, she thought she’d implode. Her clit throbbed. Her pussy clenched. She could feel their connection through their shared mark. It was incredible and mind blowing.

With each roughened growl and snarl, her heartbeat increased. She was a trembling mess laying there watching them. When Jackson reached her, she went to him without hesitation. He kissed her. Their tongues tangled, and a strangled moan was swallowed by him. It was all too much for her.

“Ride him, kitten,” Christoph groaned. “Together.”

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