Page 82 of Driven By Dragonblood
Accept, his beast urged him, and although a wave of relief poured through me at knowing a part of him gave into what fate had set before us as bonded mates, unrest festered in asection of Patrick’s soul that had been wounded subconsciously.
Jaxon squeezed my hand, a hint of coyness informing he was about to open his mouth— “Tell him about the whole dragon years versus human.”
I bit back my smile as our beta’s true intent came through loud and clear—along with the lustful path his thoughts took whenever it did with manipulation of a sexual sort.
But my sharing what he suggested wouldn’t be laced with ill intent upon my tongue. There would be no coercion, simply truth.
“Those with a higher percentage of dragonblood will live longer than others,” I said.
“Meaning?” Patrick asked, his hold still tender as his exhale stirred the hair atop my head.
“Meaning,” I continued slowly, while toying with the chain around his neck, my body responding to Jaxon’s heightening arousal, “in the natural, with my being more Blood Born than human, I would outlive both of you. But the substance of your seed will prolong our beta’s years and vice versa, so that we might have more time together.”
“Our cum is the elixir of life for each other.” Jaxon’s eyes twinkled up at our alpha from where he sprawled beside us, his lips curled in a flirtatious smirk that made my core pulse with need.
Patrick groaned and shifted me against his thickening length. “I thought I knew what you were going to say before you did…this whole feeling your desires and hearing your thoughts shit is fucking crazy,” he muttered, shaking his head.
“Crazygood,” Jaxon said, and I moved off Patrick’s lap as desire and a resulting vision of what I longed to experience filled my mind.
Wetness grew between my thighs.
Both my mates stared at me as I sat against the headboard, biting the inside of my lower lip.
“Fucking irresistible,” Patrick muttered while glancing at Jaxon as our beta pushed up to sit on his knees. “You know what she wants, right?”
“Fuck yeah, and I also can feel how badly you lust for the same,” Jaxon said, but withheld from reaching for our alpha, hands resting on his thighs, his cock throbbing against his lower abs.
One of Patrick’s eyebrows shot up. “Same as you, it would seem. Fuck it.” Gaze locked on our beta, he crawled the distance between them, powerful muscles held in check, same as my breath. He claimed Jaxon’s mouth in a bruising kiss, and our beta sank beneath the onslaught until he sprawled on his back, hands grasping at Patrick, who settled his weight atop him.
They groaned as their bodies came together, and the burst of lust emanating through the bond caused my nipples to tighten. I pressed my thighs together to keep my arousal from trickling onto the bed.
Patrick growled, grinding his hips against Jaxon’s, their level of lust beyond what I had ever experienced before. Skin slickened, and I swore I could feel both of their shafts as though they were a physical part of me, sensually gliding against each other’s in a mess of pre-cum.
“Gonna blow if you keep that up,” Jaxon said the second Patrick allowed him breath.
“Not until I say so.” Patrick pushed up slightly and turned his body, facing Jaxon’s feet. “Let’s fulfill that fantasy our female cooked up.” His focus flitted toward me from where he knelt over our beta, dark blue eyes overrun by the black of his swollen pupils. “Touch yourself, but no coming until we do.”
I jerked my head up and down and spread my thighs wide, shaking fingers sliding down through my slick labia.
“Suck me,beta,” Patrick ordered, his voice haggard as he lowered his body.
Jaxon held the base of his cock, pushing it up toward Patrick’s waiting mouth. They closed over each other, and my moan mingled in the air with their deep groans. Through our bond, I could taste the musky flavor of Patrick and Jaxon’s earthiness, both sweet and salty at the same time. My mouth watered as I slid two fingers deep into my pussy, but it was the sight of my mates sucking each other, their lashing tongues and hollowed cheeks that heightened my need for release.
Jaxon teetered on the edge of climax, his whimpers and writhing beneath our alpha just as riveting as Patrick’s flexing ass shoving his cock down our beta’s welcoming throat. Patrick’s hair fell forward, hiding most of his face, but his groans, his dragon’s simmering lust rose with its need to finish.
Patrick fought for control, wished to make us wait longer, but our need overrode him. He thrust into Jaxon, his dragon roared, and cum erupted into both of their throats. I cried out, a spasm ripping through my body as both my mates did the same, wetness soaking my hand, the taste of the men’s seed flooding my senses.
Euphoric tremors raced through our bond, their climaxes intensifying mine, yet leaving me unsatisfied as I gasped for breath. Still pulsing and wanting, I moved forward when Patrick lifted off Jaxon.
“Ride him,” he ordered, and I hurried to obey, needing Jaxon’s cock deep inside me.
I settled my thighs on either side of Jaxon’s, and he pulled me down, taking my mouth and filling my pussy with oneslow glide as the lingering flavor of Patrick’s cum swept over my tongue.
More.
Patrick’s dragon growled his agreement with my desire, and he settled behind me, his hands on my ass cheeks as Jaxon continued to slowly fuck in and out of me. Our alpha spread me wide, his thumbs rubbing over my puckered hole.
I tore my mouth from Jaxon’s swollen lips. “Take what your dragon wants.”
