Page 76 of The Dragons’ Eternal Mate

“Orsen! What if someone sees?” I hissed.

“Mine,” he growled, hand smacking my ass, leaving my skin burning pleasantly and fresh desire bubbling through me.

“Ours,” Nix agreed.

“We ensured no one would dare come near. Don’t worry,” Bastian assured me as the others followed us up the stairs.

We were in the bedroom in no time flat. In seconds, I was encircled by my mates, who hovered around me as if they were desperate for a hit of my scent—and likely so much more.

Greylen’s arm snaked around my waist, and I turned in his arms, meeting his eyes. “Before Bastian drags you off, maybe we should get you showered first?”

I glanced down. All I was wearing were the tattered remains of my shirt. There were smears of blood all over me, including a red handprint on my leg from where Orsen had grabbed me. And there was no shortage of our arousal clinging to the insides of my thighs.

“That may be a good idea,” I admitted.

In the moment, being covered in blood had been hot and appealing. But in the aftermath of the damn good orgasm Orsen had given me, I realized I really could do with getting clean. Especially if I was about to jump the bones of my other three mates.

Nix smiled, helping me out of the shreds of clothing. At the sound of the door, I turned toward the bathroom. Grey was turning on the shower, testing the water.

Given the sheer size of the bathroom, we’d all have plenty of space.

There was a bench to one side that Bastian sat on, watching. Orsen leaned against the far wall, doing the same. He looked lethal. Eyes dark, stark naked, covered in blood, and wearing that satisfied smile.

Trembles worked their way down my spine.

Greylen held out his hand, and for a moment, I wondered why Bastian wasn’t joining. Still, Grey had mentioned getting his hands on me. I had a feeling I was in for something just as intense with him, and I appreciated this break.

If you could call a threesome a break.

“It’s ready,” Greylen said, and I shook myself.

The moment I took his hand, he tugged me under the water, Nix following and pressing himself against my back.

“Are you sure you can handle us both?” Grey asked, softly kissing my shoulder.

The warm water felt amazing. Surrounded by my naked mates, my body was thrumming with need in a snap.

“Hell yes.”

Nix’s lips found my neck. “What about another bite… or three?” he asked, voice tinged with hope.

My pussy throbbed. I hadn’t considered that, when I had told Orsen to bite me, the others would be thinking about it. I had been in the moment. Now it did occur to me, and I had to admit that I, and my pussy, liked that idea.

I liked it a lot.

“You’d better bite me.” I grinned.

Nix’s eyes lit up as his arms tightened around my waist.

“Let’s get her clean. I have a feeling we are about to get very distracted.” Grey chuckled.

“Yes, distracted getting very dirty,” Nix agreed, soaping up his hands.

He and Grey took their time cleaning every inch of my skin, washing away all the blood, sweat, and cum. Their touches were gentle but insistent, teasing my folds and breasts. By the time they were done, my pussy was weeping, begging for attention.

“I’m clean. Now get on with the real reason we came in here.” I nipped at Greylen’s lips as I reached behind me for Nix’s erection, smoothing my hand over his wet skin.

Grey inched forward, his cock brushing over my pelvis, and he kissed me hard, exploring my mouth as he directed our party toward the back of the large shower stall, where a stone bench was built into the wall.