Page 80 of Driven By Dragonblood
Light erupted around our writhing bodies, bringing fire and pleasure that seemed to know no end. I continued to thrust in mindless abandon, emptying myself into my beta as he did in our female.
Like a fucking sledgehammer to the brain, emotions—fucking insane whispers similar to my own darkness—rushed through my head. I gasped, tearing my mouth off the base of Jaxon’s neck, one last jerk of my dick in his ass releasing the final drop of cum that marked his insides as mine.
Yessss.
Three voices echoed as one in my head.
“What the fuck?—”
“Don’t,” Primrose said, grabbing hold of my shoulder blades with inhuman strength as I began to back out of Jaxon.
I shuddered, eyes clenched shut as though reality would disappear along with my sight. The woman beneath us was strong as fuck—there would be no escaping her clutches.
“You have completed the bonding.”
I swore in my head, fighting off the emotions that weren’t just mine assaulting my mind with vivid clarity.
Jaxon’s hurt tasted of ash and cinder.
Primrose’s fear beneath lingering pleasure was sour on my tongue.
There was no science to back what had happened—couldn’t fucking wrap my head around this damned…unity among us—but I had given over willingly, unlike what had happened at the canyon when the beast had stolen my vocal cords.
“Youdidchoose this time,” Jaxon stated, the tension leaving his body, making it obvious he could hear my thoughts as clearly as I did his.
With both of them somehow in my mind, a lie wouldn’t allow me to avoid this mess my lust had gotten me into. Desire that would never be sated then escaped.
“I did,” I admitted what I hadn’t been able to help longing for and driving forward toward completion, my muscles going lax.
Primrose released her hold, soothing her soft palms down my back.
I tipped my forehead against Jaxon’s shoulder. Relief poured through me at my decision to stay put, but that emotion was not my own.
How would I explain having two lovers, barely legal, living in my home? Because they sure as fuck weren’t going anywhere. Just the thought of being without them felt like someone dug claws into my chest, attempting to rip my heart out. They had been ingrained into the cells of my body. There would be no eradicating them without unimaginable agony.
Lockwood would send me packing for sure once they learnedwhowas in my bed. A goddamn patient I had agreed to let go and a young woman any sane therapist, social worker, or doctor would keep under lock and key.
If Jaxon didn’t press charges, would I escape the law? Would my choice to fuck a past patient form a stain on my reputation rather than my ruination?
“Fuck.” I backed off, and Primrose let me go. Half-stumbling, I walked to the ensuite bathroom, shutting the door firmly behind me. A million thoughts filled my head, and I hated that my mates responded in kind.
Fuck whoever can’t handle the truth. Jaxon’s inner dragon spoke, the one that had sent him leaping off roofs and bridges. Or was it his humanity? Couldn’t fucking tell.
We can go far from here, start over. Primrose’s voice in my mind held a soothing note, her desire to ease all our apprehension was the type of nurturing I expected, which fulfilled a part of Jaxon I wouldn’t be able to touch.
I clutched my crowded head, brow furrowed. I had two others, beasts and humans alike, their emotions and thoughts threatening to turn me toward madness.
I turned the faucet on full blast, gripping the sink untilthe water heated. Still fighting to find privacy in my goddamn head, I grabbed two washcloths and wet them.
My steps were a bit slower in returning to the bedroom, but I refused to be a coward. I’d used them both in hopes of ridding myself of lust that had consumed me since meeting them—and it seemed my dick wasn’t nearly satisfied.
The creature inside me stirred upon seeing Jaxon still atop Primrose and buried inside her pussy, my cum dripping from his abused asshole.
Dick swelling and teeth clenched, I wiped him clean with clinical thoroughness when my shaft ached to sink past his puffy, red pucker into his tight heat.
“Doc.”
“No,” I stated firmly, even though the three beasts were in agreement in wanting what Jaxon asked for without voicing his ache to be filled again.
