Page 100 of Beautiful Beast

“I don’t want you to hold back.”

Hands gripped the side of my face. Endre. “Nothing will ever be more important that you, Lena. It was already true, though we couldn’t explain why. Now we know. We love you. And there is no instinct or desire that will override what you need, mate.”

Tears pricked my eyes. I reached as far as I could with my head, asking, and he smiled before he kissed me. “It doesn’t change that I want it,” I whispered. “The fire… from before. Would that help?”

Endre’s eyes turned hot, and he smirked. “It might. Want to find out?”

I nodded.

Cupping his hand in front of his mouth, I watched. They’d never summoned their fire like this in front of me. The most I’d seen was smoke and sparks because they thought it would hurt me. Now I watched as Endre lit up from within. Both his scar and the opalescent skin on his lower body glowed like jewels, and the rest of him looked like he held embers inside him. Even his eyes contained fire. The heat washed over us, and it didn’t hurt. It lived on his palm, and the stroking of those flames as he stroked them across my body—down my stomach and between my legs where Sirrus had lifted to make room—erased every pain and tension.

Pleasure bloomed and my body eased, giving way to what this might feel like when my body was used to it. “Oh.”

“There you go,” Sirrus murmured, moving just a little more, and now it felt different. Now it felt good.

“Why does it feel like this?”

Zovai drew his tongue above my skin. It made me shudder. “Because you were made to be a dragon’s mate, and that means every part of us.”

Capturing my lips, Sirrus kissed me hard, tangling our tongues together and stealing every last breath before releasing me. “I’m going to move now,” he said. “You tell me if it hurts.”

“Please.” Now that all discomfort was gone, my body asked for something it didn’t fully understand.

Sirrus pulled back, and when he pushed into my body again, it didn’t hurt. Not at all. The power of their magic protected me from the discomfort of it, and somewhere in the back of my mind, I laughed.

These dragons—these beasts—who were so gentle with me were the subject of such hatred. And yet the prince I was meant to marry would never have shown me such kindness. He wouldn’t have cared about my pain or my pleasure.

He wouldn’t have waited.

The pleasure they taught me felt different, sparking deep inside me. Larger and wider. Gathering me up and holding me. Where their mouths gave me delicious sharpness, this felt like drowning beneath a perfect wave. And maybe without their flames it would have taken longer.

I was glad it didn’t.

Showers of sparks glowed behind my eyes. Only the pounding of my heart in my ears and the feeling of falling into infinity every time Sirrus joined us together. Harder and faster.

No matter that pleasure had already found me, the friction of his body in mine drew it out. The rhythm he’d had went jagged. A low, feral growl buried in the curve of my neck as he held himself deep inside me.

Sirrus kissed my neck slowly. Softly. “Mate,” he murmured into my skin. Then he smiled. “When I am not so desperate for you, I will last longer.”

“What was wrong with that?”

“I want you dizzy and desperate and wanting,” he nipped at my jaw. “I want you to have more than one orgasm on my cock.”

I shook my head. “We might have to work up to that. One is plenty.”

Teeth grazed along my throat with his growl. “Never. One is never enough.”

I smiled at him, both of us gasping as he pulled away from me. One orgasm already seemed more than my body could handle at a time, but if my mates wanted to give me more pleasure, I would not say no.

“We will build up to it.” Zovai rolled me onto my stomach and dragged flames down my back. “Because there’s so much more.”

“Like?”

His hands gripped my hips, carefully arranging my pleasured, boneless body where he wanted it, and I was happy to let him. “Like us taking you together.”

More flames rolled down from my back to my legs, drenching me with a need for more beyond what I could voice. His mouth grazed my skin, hands spreading my ass apart so he could reach?—

“One of us here, when you’re ready. One of us in that mouth I can’t stop thinking about.”

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