Page 114 of Driven By Dragonblood
“Jaxon.” I growled in my chest, and both Emelia and Primrose’s faces flushed.
“See you, Doctor Macaire,” Emelia said, scampering toward the door. She flashed a smile at Primrose. “See you, Sis.”
“Cloak yourselves,” I ordered the second the door closed behind her, “and get the hell out of here.”
Hands clasped and both grinning, my mates shimmered out of sight.
Weak with desire, I left work early. Again.
Primrose’s moan hit my ears at the same time the scent of their fucking did—the second Iwalked in my door. I shed my clothes while hurrying up the stairs, the slap of skin and grunts of my beta heightening my blood.
My dick jerked in my hand as I crossed the threshold.
Our female rode my beta, sweat glistening over her body in the afternoon sunlight shining through my open bedroom window. Golden hair shimmered like a sunrise but fell in a cascade around her and Jaxon as she lay over his chest.
Need, all three inner beasts moaned as one.
Jaxon rolled them, pinning Primrose beneath him. He fucked into her hard and fast, the scent of the slickness between them coating my mouth with drool and making my dick leak in readiness.
I climbed between Jaxon’s spread thighs and stilled him with a hand to his lower back. He arched like a good boy, dragging his dick out of Prim, barely notched inside her dripping pussy.
I’m ready—stuff me full of your cock, his humanity spoke without words.
A stronger alpha would have denied his desire. Whipped his ass until he begged for mercy—and to come.
But I longed to be inside him, physically connected in more intimate ways than thought and emotion.
I smeared my pre-cum down my length, using my other hand to spread his cheeks. Lube glistened around his hole.
He’d prepared himself for me.
“Such a good boy,” I murmured while rubbing my leaking head over his slack pucker.
Own.
Groaning, I pushed in until my groin sat flush against his backside, both of us feeling deliciously full.
Yessss.
I shoved harder, forcing him back into Primrose.
Electrical currents shot through me, all three of usmoaning in our shared longing for connection with our mates.
Heat swept through me. Passion flooded my chest.
My disobedient mates’ desire to experience how we had bonded—but this time with no barriers between hearts and souls—spurred me to give them better memories.
I rocked into my beta with slow, slickened glides, every shudder, whimper, and moan creating the most beautiful music to caress my ears. Their scents swarmed my nose, the feel of muscle and soft flesh cradling every inch of my body.
We thirst.
Overridden with shared senses, I latched my teeth onto the base of my beta’s neck, same as he did to our female.
Euphoria shot us into weightlessness.
Complete satiated bliss.
Epilogue - Primrose
