Page 83 of Driven By Dragonblood
With a groan, Patrick moved closer and rubbed his cock along Jaxon’s as our beta pulled out of my core. “You’re so wet,” Patrick murmured, and Jaxon clenched his jaw, his passion-hazed eyes holding my gaze. “Sowet,” he repeated, his fingers sliding along either side of Jaxon’s cock where it disappeared into my body. “And how the fuck am I still hard? Christ.”
“Mmm.” Our alpha removed his touch, and Jaxon pushed in deeper.
Wetness smeared over my puckered hole, and I dropped my head, eyes closed as Patrick pressed two fingers into my body to stroke along the thin skin inside me, separating him from Jaxon’s shaft.
“Fuck,” Jaxon said through clenched teeth, his voice strangled. His dick pulsed against my inner walls as Patrick’s fingers slid along his length through a mere membrane a second time. “Sadist,” he breathed, and Patrick chuckled.
“You seem to bring out that side of me,” our alpha stated.
“Please,” I whimpered, trying to fuck myself on his fingers.
“Have to stretch you first,” Patrick said through clenched teeth while scissoring me open, and I shook my head.
“Dragonblood heals quickly—I won’t be in pain for more than a single inhale. I need you—please, my alpha.”
“Irresistible,” he muttered.
Patrick’s fingers slipped from my ass, but the much larger head of his cock moved against me, smearing a mess of pre-cum over my hole as my beta fucked up into me with a groan. “Stop moving, Jaxon.”
Jaxon stilled immediately, concern filling his chest, clear through to mine.
Patrick pushed forward slowly. “Breathe,” he murmured as Jaxon’s thought to do the same flitted through my head.
As though they controlled my body, my muscles relaxed, and my lungs flooded with oxygen when I hadn’t realized I held my breath.
Yessss.
Patrick notched the flared head of his cock in my ass and hissed as I tried to press back to stuff myself as my dragon desired. “Holdstill,” he repeated, swatting my ass without force, and Jaxon groaned, his cock twitching inside me at the sting on my backside from our alpha’s palm.
“Hurry the fuck up,” our beta ordered, and Patrick’s dragon snickered.
His thought of punishment for Jaxon’s bossiness sent a rush of shared arousal through us, and our alpha sank deeper, stretching my hole to accommodate his girth. “Move, Jaxon,” he said, his voice ragged, revealing the tight hold he had on himself.
Jaxon pulled from my warmth, and Patrick sank in, his balls resting against my body. As he dragged backward, Jaxon thrust in.
Dizzy on our shared lust, I couldn’t voice my need. Knowing they felt what I did, I gave over to their use of my body, the weight of Patrick against my back, Jaxon’s hard muscle beneath me. This was what I had dreamed of and hoped for.
A feeling ofhomeradiating among us as we shared heatedbreaths, unrest quieted in our moment of gifting one another pleasure.
My mates rocked in and out of me in opposing movements, exquisite friction sweeping me up until I panted and whimpered, begging my need to come between their sweat-slickened bodies.
“P—please.” I licked my dry lips, tasting the salt on Jaxon’s neck from where my face burrowed.
More.
Harder.
Faster.
My mates gave me what my beast requested, fucking into me with abandon, their grunts and groans heightening my readiness to come.
The slapping of flesh, the musky scent of our fucking, the shared passion among us…
Their desire to protect and care for me poured into me from both sides, my heart and mind linking alpha to beta.
Come as one, Patrick’s inner beast demanded, and all three of us gave him what he required of us.
The noises of release flooding my ears weren’t human, the force of pulsing cum filling my body, shuddering me in their tight hold. I rode the wave of my climax, my eyes clenched shut as Patrick took Jaxon’s mouth over my shoulder, swallowing his cries, their shared orgasms prolonged by the dragonblood coursing through their arteries.
