Page 77 of Dragon Me Through Space

“You want to mark me, too?” I asked.

“Me too!” Wayne said immediately as he stopped fiddling with the temperature of the shower water.

Laughing, I said, “If you want to mark me, I suppose I could allow it.”

“You suppose, huh?” Zeke asked and licked up the side of my neck opposite Preston’s mark.

“Shower first,” Wayne ordered. “Plus, there’s no way she can take your knot yet.”

Zeke sighed. “You’re right.”

Wayne removed his clothes and took me from Zeke’s hold, set me on my feet, and followed me into the warm water.

Zeke joined us and they both quickly washed me. Despite the quickness, they were incredibly gentle and thorough.

“Wayne,” I whispered as he brushed his fingers through my hair, getting the last of the conditioner out of my hair.

“Hm?” he asked.

Instead of responding, I reached back to grip his erection, which he’d been trying to keep from brushing against me.

He growled and his hips thrust forward, into my hand. “Fuck,” he whispered.

“Yes,” I agreed and nodded. “Please.”

No other words were needed as he spread my legs and thrust inside of me. I arched back against him, moaning happily.

Leaning forward, I slid my hands down Zeke’s sides to grip his hips and took him into my mouth.

“Oh, stars,” Zeke gasped and let his head fall back against the wall of the shower.

I was still a little sore from last night with Preston, but my body was too hyped up to stop, and the more Wayne moved, the wetter I got.

He gripped my hips tighter as he pumped in and out of me and I used my hands, mouth, and throat to match his movements to mine with Zeke.

“I want to mark you,” Wayne said as he neared his orgasm. “Please.”

Popping off Zeke, I straightened. “Where?”

Wayne bit the side of my neck, on the opposite side of Preston’s mark, and I moaned loudly as my orgasm crested and crashed through me. To my shock, Wayne’s knot slid into me as he thrust into me again, making him gasp and still.

“Are you okay? Did … Did I hurt you?”

“I’m … I’m okay,” I panted. Stars above! I was full and it felt so good.

Gage said, “I got you clothes.”

“Gage,” I whispered.

I couldn’t explain it, but I had a need to have them all mark me. It was like I knew I couldn’t leave the room until all of them had marked me now that Preston had.

The shower door opened and his eyes widened at me knotted by Wayne and Zeke still fully erect before me.

“You alright, beautiful?” he asked.

“Stay in the room, please,” I begged.

He purred. “You couldn’t make me leave.”