Page 47 of Eternally Rare


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My mind fills with another sinful image of Rarity crying out, her mouth parted as she orgasms.

A growl fills my chest, want tugs at my heart, and instinct wins. Mating drives my issues to the back of my mind, the air drifting over my scales as I pass the boundary without injury.

He lowered the wards.

I circle his cold kingdom, trying to find where his scent is the strongest. Elves look up to the darkened sky, covering their eyes to block the bright moonlight. They run inside the iced castle, and they scream for the prince so loud, I can hear the chaos from up here. I land on a large balcony, my claws digging into the iced surface. A slight sizzle of hot meeting cold has me quickly shifting into my human form. This body gives off less heat, but as I step forward to the oversized iced French doors, my eyes instantly landing on Rarity and Cailian.

He has her pressed against the wall, finger fucking her so hard, I can see her dripping from his palm.

“Come on, My Snow, come for me again. I know you can,” he commands her in a low, sultry voice that is so seductive, I have to stroke my cock a few times to give myself friction— to try to ease this ache Cailian’s teasing has caused.

I step inside his bedroom, the air so thick with their scents, and take a deep inhale to gather as much as I can to memory.

“Yes, come for him, My Darling Jewel. We have to see just how much you can take.”

Her purple eyes land on me, glassy with sex and need. “Nyx,” she whispers, then lifts her hand to Cailian’s chin, forcing him to peel his eyes away from her tits. “Look.” Rarity turns his head to look at me. “Our beloved is here.”

Cailian doesn’t smile at me. “Yes, he is. He’s here just for you.”

I open my mouth to correct him because those words hurt me much more than I ever thought they would. The lie I told myself on the way over here was that I am only here for her.

I’d be a foolish man not to admit how starved I am to see Cailian orgasm again. The emptiness in my stomach is only thebeginning of the abyss Cailian has created inside me. He has no idea that I’m growing to forgive him for killing my father— and that is something I will never say out loud— because now it isn’t just about hating him, but myself too.

“Nyx,” my name is a whimper on her sweet, swollen lips. “I need you.”

Those three simple words are all it takes for me to close the distance between us. I don’t ask, don’t hesitate. I cup the back of her head and slam my mouth down on hers, giving in to the pull of our bond.

I know nothing about her and the taste of her has me wanting to know everything. My heated split tongue slips around hers, twisting until I have the tip in a tight hold. She moans, her hand reaching below to wrap around my cock.

The fervent rumble in my chest is low and long, a never-ending baritone that my dragon wants to sing for her.

Her fangs nip my bottom lip, my massive hand wrapping around her throat. I lick and suck her bottom lip in return before biting it. “I didn’t say you could bite me, My Darling Jewel. You’ll do as I say, when I say, and how I say. If I want you to feed from me, you will, if I want you to taste me, you will, if I want that pretty mouth around my cock, you’ll fucking suck it. But only if I tell you to.” I trail my claws down her throat, one that seems so small in my hand.

Her eyes flash red with discontent, hissing at me.

“She doesn’t like to listen, My Dove. You have to force her,” he states, pulling his hand from her pussy. “Taste her. She is so good. You’ll never want anything else as long as you breathe.”

I take his wrist in my hand, staring directly into his swirling blue eyes. “I could think of something else,” I state, unlike anything I would say to him. Having Rarity here is too much. I can’t deny the pull to him when we are together as a true trio.

Not breaking eye contact, the side of his palm settles perfectly between the split in my tongue. I flick each end, licking up his palm before sucking the fingers he had inside Rarity into my mouth.

A burst of sugar hits my taste buds, giving me a slight rush, and blood pools to my cock. My sack of three grows larger, filling with enough come that I could easily give my firebonds what they need. When they are in heat, I’ll produce as much come as I need during that moment, so they’ll never have to wait to have me.

The thought of them going into heat, constantly wanting, moaning, and begging me to knot them has me taking Cailian’s fingers to the back of my throat.

He gasps when the tips of his fingers hit the back, his eyes going wide in shock when he realizes I don’t have a gag reflex. I smirk, slipping his fingers from my mouth.

“Step away from her and go lie down on the bed. Rarity.” I take her hand as if I’m about to ask her to dance.

“But I don’t want to,” Cailian defies, stepping closer, his thumb stroking her nipple back and forth.

I wrap my hand around his long white hair, then yank him until he is bent backwards. “I don’t give a fuck about what you want right now. Do not be a brat. Step away from our firebond so I can lie her on the bed. After that, I will give you instruction on what to do.”

“I don’t want instruction,” he battles me, a tint of light blue glossing over his cheeks as he blushes.

Cailian is tall, but nowhere near as big as I am. I wrap my arms around his waist and lift him, tossing him on the bed. His cock bounces, the thick vein protruding from the shaft as it pumps blood. Precome gathers at his slit and with his right hand, he wraps it around his cock.

I blow fire at him, not enough to hurt him, but enough to warn him. “What did I say earlier, Little Elf?” I snarl, picking up Rarity by the back of her thighs.

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