Page 57 of The Dragons’ Eternal Mate

It was fucking amazing.

An unknown amount of time passed, and I eventually slid off Grey, his knot receding enough to let me sink into the mattress. A moment later, though, a hand touched on my back, light and playful.

Looking up, I saw Nix grinning down at me. “Care for a ride?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” I giggled, crawling over to him. I couldn’t resist leaning down to lick the length of his cock, desperate for a taste of my own. At his groan, I took the entirety of him in my mouth, sucking hard, once, twice, three times before rearing back with a pop of my lips and a smirk.

“Tease,” he growled.

“I’ll make it up to you,” I promised, circling my tongue over the head of his shaft. “You just taste so damn good.”

“I am not complaining.” Nix ran his fingers through my hair, his hips rising to meet my mouth. “Letting me get a taste of what the others have enjoyed… You’re perfect, Rowan.”

And if that wasn’t motivation to keep going, nothing was.

Bastian

The sight of my glorious mate sucking my clanmate’s cock, her pussy perfectly presented to me, made something in my brain short-circuit. Orsen’s and Grey’s releases were running down her leg, and it was the hottest fucking thing I had ever seen.

If I had my way, she would have always been like that, freshly fucked, our cum marking and claiming her.

Reaching forward, I sank my teeth into her back as I gripped her hips. “Can you take me, mate?”

She pressed her ass back toward me. “Do your worst,” she panted, turning to flash me a smile before returning to swallowing Nix’s cock.

In a moment, I was sheathed inside her perfect pussy, my knot thrumming as her walls gripped me. I fucked her like a man possessed. My desperate need for her was overwhelming.

A strangled sound escaped her as she rocked back, meeting every one of my thrusts, just as desperate as me. She had taken two knots in rapid succession, yet she was still clenching down on my cock, begging for another.

Rowan was perfection. And she was ours.

“Our beautiful mate,” I growled, and a chorus of agreement sounded from each of her Alphas, all utterly wrapped around her pinky because she was the best fucking thing that’d ever happened to us.

Her pussy—soft, tight, and gloriously wet—was strangling my cock. With every thrust, my mind went fuzzy; the urge to fuck her like an animal was there, to take her and fill her with my knot until she had no idea where her body ended and where mine started.

The overwhelming desire to mark her welled up inside me. More than just the nips and bruises from sucking on her skin—no, I wanted my permanent bite mark where every fucking dragon could see it.

The desire almost made me pause. I’d been possessive of Emmeline, but this was different. It was far more desperate; I couldn’t be relaxed with Rowan. She was mine, and I was never letting her go. She would probably get sick of me, throw things at me, and threaten to sedate my ass, but I wouldn’t leave.

She was my entire universe.

Rowan was stuck with me, and I was going to spend the rest of my life worshiping her and claiming her again and again.

I drove into her even harder; the mewls of pleasure she let out music to my ears. And then she reached back with one hand, urging me deeper inside her. There was no possible way she could get any better.

As I thrust hard again, my knot inched into Rowan’s pussy, finally sinking inside her, making her cry out around Nix’s cock. The sound, the warmth of her pussy squeezing me, made my knot swell all the more, and I drilled into her with everything I had. Without thinking, I craned over her, sinking myself as far as possible and biting her shoulder. It wasn’t quite as impactful as I might’ve liked, but I couldn’t stop myself. I needed her.

Rowan squeaked loudly, still taking Nix’s shaft down her throat. The way she gripped me, her walls clamping down hard and fluttering wildly, was everything. Her climax drew out my own, and I exploded, seeing stars as I emptied myself into her, every last drop milked out of me by her perfect pussy.

I was pretty sure my soul had left this earth, and only a bit of it returned as I slowed to a stop behind Rowan.

“I love you,” I panted, kissing her neck lightly.

She stretched out under me, letting out a satisfied hum as she gripped Nix with her small, delicate hand. Turning to face me, she kissed me. “I love you, too, Bastian.”

Potent relief made me feel drunk, that desperate need satisfied so incredibly, and I rested my head on her back as the world wavered beyond me.

Rowan’s hand reached out to Nix, stroking his length while I was still knotted inside her. Even though I was feeling possessive, there was no jealousy. I greatly enjoyed watching our mate take and please the others.