Page 176 of The Chosen One Universe: Volume One

Draco

Draco woke up hungry for food and fucking. Flames danced in his eyes as he looked around the room and found his men curled up beside him. He’d managed to be in the center of them all. Henry was against one side, curled against his chest. Andvari was behind Henry, tucked in close and with his hand resting on Draco’s stomach. Sawyer was on the other side with Eduard wrapped around him from behind.

Draco rumbled, managing to raise his arms with a bone-popping stretch. The bedroom door whispered open and Cecil stuck his head inside. The guy must have some sort of super power. He’d have to ask Eduard.

“Master Draco, can I do anything for you?”

“Food,” he said. “Lots of it.”

“Would you like me to bring it up here for you?”

“Yes.” It would take entirely too much effort to get them all downstairs. And then they’d have to come all the way back up here. He planned on fucking them all, making them his again. They’d come too close to messing up.

Fingers twitched against his belly. Draco looked over to see Andvari’s eyes open and staring at him.

“Dragon,” Andvari said quietly.

Draco rumbled again, reaching over to stroke Andvari’s face softly.

Henry made a muffled protest against his chest at the movement, then nuzzled closer. His mouth brushed against Draco’s nipple and it hardened against his mouth. “Yeah, baby boy.”

Draco would need to feed him, then fuck him back to sleep again. He moved his hand from Andvari’s cheek to Henry’s, encouraging him to suckle as he slept. “Sweet, sweet boy.”

Sawyer grumbled at him from the other side, pulling Draco’s attention his way. Eduard’s hips were moving gently, a slow rocking that brought a smile to Draco’s face. He glanced up at Eduard, finding his eyes open, pupils blown as he fucked easily into Sawyer.

The flames in Draco’s eyes grew brighter and Eduard gasped in an excited breath. “Excellent idea,” Draco said. “We’ll need to remember it.”

Sawyer had settled back down again, his body held in Eduard’s tender embrace.

Draco moved again, rolling Henry away from him and into Andvari’s waiting arms. Henry made a sweet little noise of protest but drifted back to sleep once Andvari closed his thick arms around him.

With a mighty yawn, Draco stretched again, then crawled down the bed and off the end. He stared back at his mates and rumbled his approval. They were all beautiful and happy and whole. But Andvari and Henry were overdressed. It wasn’t acceptable.

Luckily, Andvari wasn’t wearing anything but pants, his torn shirt removed after his injury. He only wore the loose-fitting trousers he preferred which were easy enough to rip apart in the back, then pull from his legs. Andvari scowled at him, but Draco flared his eyes in warning. Andvari sighed, then helped maneuver Henry so Draco could get his clothes off as well.

Once they were all naked, Draco smiled and growled his approval. He was a very, very lucky man. The Goddess had blessed him. His stomach rumbled and he smelled Cecil growing closer with their feast before he heard him. The butler entered the room pushing a cart loaded with food.

“Where should I put this, Master Draco?”

“In the sitting room.” Words were difficult for him at the moment. He preferred communicating with grunts and groans when his dragon took the lead. It was easier. His mind ran on instinct alone, and he’d forgotten how much he enjoyed sinking into it.

Cecil smiled and pushed the cart into the round area beneath the turret. It was cozy enough for them, with pillows and a nice view out the windows. His mates would be comfortable.

“Let me know if you require anything else.”

Draco nodded then turned back to the bed. He lifted Andvari, who made a growl of protest. Draco shushed him with a kiss then carried him into the sitting room. He placed him on one of the pillows, kissing him soundly once more, before returning to the bed. He scooped Henry up, rousing him in the process.

Henry thumped his shoulder in annoyance. “I want to sleep, Draco.”

“Eat,” Draco said. He set him down on Andvari’s lap, not willing to hear any other protest.

Henry scowled and started to argue, but his stomach growled its agreement with Draco’s decision.

Andvari wrapped his arms around Henry and held him tight. “His dragon is in control, Henry. Look at him. His mates were injured and now he needs to take care of us. Let him do it, okay?”

Henry sighed and nodded. Draco leaned down to give him a tender kiss, his eyes flaring at Henry’s easy submission. Such a good mate.

He went to Eduard next and found the griffin waiting for him. He rolled to the side, his hard cock slipping from Sawyer’s hole. He grinned, wicked and strong, and Draco purred in approval. Yes, they’d all be fucked open soon, his griffin one of them. So strong and powerful. Beautiful.