Page 58 of The Dragons’ Eternal Mate

“You’ve had a rough day, mate. I can wait.” He smiled at her good-naturedly.

I suppose I had ridden her pretty hard.

Rowan didn’t like that idea, though, shaking her head. “I need your knot, Nix. Please?”

His eyes closed like he was saying a silent prayer. It was understandable. The sound of our mate begging for a knot was hard to resist. Impossible, in fact.

“Are you sure?” he asked, gently cupping the back of her head.

“Certain. As soon as Bastian goes down, I—Oh!” She broke off with a breathy moan as I pushed forward, lodging my knot even deeper in her pussy as I growled, unable to help myself.

It seemed like my dragon was a little extra possessive. The idea of her not being on my knot was apparently distressing to him, and who was I to argue?

“I said after.” Rowan giggled.

Nix chuckled. “I think, if Bastian had his way, you would never be free of his knot.”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I growled, lifting the corner of my lips.

Nix smirked. “In that case…” He trailed off, moving toward Rowan, stealing her mouth with a kiss as his hands snaked down to find her clit. “How about I help you make his knot feel real good?”

Rowan’s only answer was a moan as Nix started working her clit, her head dropping as she tightened around me.

“Our girl is so responsive. It won’t take long,” Grey observed, smiling from his spot on the bed, front row to the best show in the world.

“She’s already clenching down on my knot,” I agreed.

“Come for us, mate,” Orsen instructed as Nix kissed her, and I gently rocked my knot deeper.

When her walls started to flutter around me, I was pretty sure I’d died and gone to heaven. I didn’t think it was possible, but I felt that burning need rise again, and more of my release powered into her, my knot aching in the best fucking way. And our sweet Rowan took it all because she was made for us.

Made for me.

“Well, now my knot is never going down.”

“Everyone is going to be wondering where we are.” Rowan moaned, shifting under me.

We’d been basking in our post-orgasmic glow for a while, and it seemed that reality was starting to creep in for our mate. I was still hovering over her, all my weight on my forearms, so I didn’t smother her. It was a shoulder workout for sure, but it was worth every second of being locked inside her.

“They’ll be fine,” I reassured her, nipping at her neck. Her pussy clenched around me.

I chuckled. “So fucking needy.”

“It’s not my fault!” she cried. “You fuckers caused this!”

“Oh no, we are so terrible,” Grey said, his tone dripping sarcasm that made us all laugh.

My knot was starting to go down, but it was by no means deflated. So, grasping one hip, I gently pulled back. Her pussy clung to my knot, but after a few seconds, I slipped free, satisfied at the whine Rowan let out at the loss.

I wanted her constantly hungry and desperate for me. I was a demanding fucker, but Rowan more than rose to the occasion. And I was all too ready to see how often we could repeat this. We had time, and I really believed that now.

It was Nix’s turn to please our mate, especially with how sweetly she’d pleaded for him.

“Where do you want me?” Rowan asked with a gorgeous smile, crawling over to Nix.

He grinned at her, tugging himself toward her and turning them so she was underneath him.

Nix wasted no time, spreading her legs and lining himself up with her pussy. Rowan’s hands wound around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss as he sank into her warmth.