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His neck is covered in scales, but right where his jugular pumps his blood, the skin is beautifully bare. I sink my fangs in, marking him for all to see. He growls, something burning hot around his bite. His blood tastes spicy, hot, like too much cinnamon.

I love it.

It’s soothing, pooling in my stomach like lava.

Cailian gasps causing us to break our bites. His forked tongue licks along my throat and I do the same to his, watching my mark become a faded scar. We look at Cailian, and his veins are back to normal, but there’s an orange flame on his left arm, working its way up to his shoulder. It stops just at his collarbone, the fire swaying under his skin.

Nyx leans back as much as he can, careful not to hurt me when his brows shoot up as he watches his right arm become covered in snowflakes, glowing a light blue, meeting at the mark in the middle of his neck.

It’s my turn to be shocked.

My left and right arms swirl in their marks. One side fire, the other ice, proving who I belong to. The flakes glitter and fall, swirling around my arm constantly as if it’s a snowstorm. The fire does the same, flickering comfortably.

“Holy shit, there’s no hiding that,” Nyx says.

I flinch, turning my chin away. “I didn’t know we were going to?”

Guilt flashes across his face, but he doesn’t say anything.

This isn’t normal. Mating marks aren’t so big. They aren’t tattoos, but these are more than that. They are alive. They move.

“We need to go to The Veiled Library. They might have a book on what this means. I have never heard of this happening. This seems monumental.”

“That is a good idea,” Nyx replies to Cailian.

“You know of the library?”

“All dimensions do. It’s the only one in existence.”

“So they will have answers?” I ask hopefully.

“Maybe. We might need to consult with your witch. My wizard is missing. We don’t know where he is.”

“I will do that tomorrow, but for now—” Cailian rests beside me, grazing his fingers down my cheek. “—Let us enjoy the rest of the night before reality crashes down on us.”

Nyx nods, changing our positions so we are on our sides to get more comfortable. His knot tugs and my entire body trembles, awakening the quieting spasms of my orgasm. I clench around him as a small, yet intense orgasm unravels me one more time, conjuring more come from my virile dragon.

I should feel at ease now that I’m mated, but all of our feelings are bound together now. They crash through me, solidifying the doubt I’ve been carrying.

Nyx is worried.

Cailian is afraid.

And I’m confused.

Is mating this hard for everyone? I’m wondering if death would have been easier than the journey the three of us are about to go on since this dragon and elf won’t speak to one another.

My eyes drift shut but a faint smile threatens me when I feel Nyx’s hand on my waist, then Cailian’s locking with his.

No matter the pain Nyx feels, the bond wins.

I can only hope that’s enough.

It is the middle of the night when distance grows in my heart.

The bed dips from Nyx’s weight, the subtle groan of the mattress struggling to support his weight. Mentally I note, that I will have to get a bigger bed for all of us to sleep comfortably. Peeking over the delicate curve of Rarity’s shoulder, Nyx’s back comes to view. His wings stretch, the damaged one struggling to move at all. The holes in the leather hide seem bigger than they were the other day.

“I feel your eyes on me,” he whispers, the depths of his timbre almost not allowing me to hear him. His tongue is hoarse and heavy, breaking like a piece of ice hitting the ground.

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