“Faster, dammit,” she growled.
Abyle swatted her hip at the demand.
“Fuck, that little tap just made her wetter, Abyle. Our girl likes it rough.” Atika slammed his hips upward. “Do you know how good it feels having her tight little nipples rubbing against my chest each time you ram your cock inside her ass?” he gasped.
“Are you going to keep t...talking or are y...you going to m...make me come,” she yelled.
Her damp body slid between theirs. Atika’s cock, and his, were demanding they let go, but neither of them would until she did.
Lula’s yell came on a blistering wave as her climax saturated them with ecstasy. They felt her pleasure on the shared bond that flared brighter, connecting them on the triad path that had begun forming, solidifying as they joined her. Fiery, rippling sensation rolled between them. Lula screamed, shouting her pleasure when he slammed into her from behind, unable to be slow, unable to continue with measured, orchestrated thrusts any longer, had him hammering into her like a wild beast.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” he roared, his cock emptying at the same time as Atika’s. Their dual release had her coming again, this time her skin began to sparkle and turn pink.
“Fuck, Lula, don’t turn dragon on us,” he ordered.
She turned, her glowing eyes those of her dragon. “You’re mine, and I’m yours, both of yours.”
He nodded, slowly pulling his cock free from the warm heaven of their mate. “Forever and always, Lula Love. You will always be ours, and us yours.”
Atika rolled until Lula was snuggled between them. “Are you alright?”
She took a deep shuddering breath. “I wasn’t turning dragon; I was becoming whole again.”
Abyle rolled her to her back, staring down at the beautiful creature who gave so selflessly. “Explain.” He brushed the silky pink hair back from her forehead.
“You’re going to be a pain in my ass, aren’t you?” A rosy blush covered her from head to toe. “You stop that right now. I didn’t mean that...that ass. Although I did thoroughly enjoy you there.”
He grinned. “I heard, and, if you have neighbors, they did as well. Now, stop stalling and explain.”
Atika reached over and tweaked her nipple. “Next time I’ll be the pain in your ass. Do as you’re told and spill.”
“You know I never thought I’d find mates, let alone two bossy ones like you two. Ouch.” She rubbed her mound where they both gave her a tap. “Stop it, or I’ll fry both your asses,” she warned, scooting until she was sitting with her back against the headboard. Without asking if it was okay, she sent a burst of cleansing magic over the three of them, figuring they’d be getting dirty again sooner rather than later. “Here, this will make it easier.” Lula pointer her finger, and a scene began playing in front of them, followed by another, and another, each one showing where she had given a little piece of herself to another who had been on the verge of death.
Abyle wanted to jump into each memory, for that’s what they were seeing, and stop her from giving up a part of her essence, but he knew he wouldn’t have been able to stop her then. However, she was their truemate, and they’d be damned if they allowed her to do the same thing time and time again in the future.
“I can feel the censure from you both. At the time, they needed me, and I couldn’t stand by and watch my Queen’s people die. But, when we became one, you two filled all the empty spaces within me. I saw the love and acceptance you had for me, and it was as if the Goddess gifted me with...me.” She gasped as she looked down, seeing the same love and acceptance staring back at her from Atika and Abyle all over again. They’d done that, filled up all her lost parts just as she’d filled up theirs. They didn’t have missing inner parts of their being, but like her, they’d been missing love.
“I think that means our Goddesses have given their approval of our mating. Even though we haven’t marked one another yet?” Atika asked.
Lula licked her lips. “Can we do that now?”
Abyle pulled her onto his lap, his cock already hard again. “You know what I really appreciate, Lula? Your magic cleaning. We can do anything you want, Lula Love.”
Lula, being the crazy dragon, she was, settled over his cock, taking what she wanted. Exactly as he did. By the time they settled back onto the bed with Atika thrusting in and out of her anus, they were ready to claim one another. Magic cleaning indeed.
“I’m ready,” she gasped.
Abyle felt her body clenching on his cock. He met Atika’s gaze over her shoulder.
Gathering up all that glorious pink hair in one of his fists, he brought Lula down to him, kissing her lips and then, giving a slight tug, he moved to her neck, licking where he was going to claim his dragon mate. A swipe of his tongue had her shivering. A second swipe had her moaning. When he let his teeth scrape over the muscle, her pussy pulsed, and he knew it was now or never. Sinking his teeth into her delicate flesh, he came in a rush at the intoxicating flavor of her blood. Never had he anticipated she’d be sweet, smoky, and heavenly.
He released her neck, his cock still coming as she lay over him, smiling. “My turn.” Her teeth sank into him, making his dick jerk back to life.
Atika waited until they finished, and then he did as Abyle had, turning Lula’s head the other direction and kissing her before he bit her on the opposite side.
Abyle felt the deep connection grow within him. His twin bond became a triad as Atika sank his teeth into Lula. At some point, they rolled to the side, and Lula claimed his brother with her bite as well. Abyle was utterly stunned at the intoxication flowing through him. Dragon blood was out of this—well, world. He wasn’t sure what it had done to his insides, but he was pretty sure he was burning the fuck up.
“No, my dragon has entered you to ensure you’ll survive whatever comes,” Lula murmured then fell asleep.
“Well shit, that doesn’t sound very promising if it’s a prophecy. Is it?” Atika moaned, holding his abdomen.
“Does that mean we’re dragons too?” Abyle asked, unable to lift his head.
His brother grunted but neither of them had the strength to move. Lula grabbed onto each of the hands placing them on her stomach, the pain easing. He closed his eyes, letting what will be, will be. For as long as he and Atika had Lula, they’d be happy.
Chapter Eight
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY’RE still sleeping? It’s way past suns up.”
“Oh, for crying out loud, Belle, they’re newly mated. What do you think they did for hours, cross-stitch?”
“Jennaveve, I’m gonna pretend I am not thinking about what they did or didn’t do with my baby, and you will live to see another day.”
“If we pretend to still be asleep, will they go away?” Atika whispered.
“Probably not since they have like super hearing and all.” Lula mumbled.
“Can you flash us somewhere else?” Abyle asked.
“They’ll just follow.” Lula pushed her hair off her face, staring up at the ceiling, wondering if her mates had the right idea. She could flash them away, maybe put off the coming confrontation for a little while at least.