Page 18 of The Dragon, the Bear, and Their Sugar Glider Omega

And Clay had a grace I’d rarely seen. Together, they were everything my bear and I were not, but maybe that was the sweetness of the whole thing. Fate knew what they were doing.

When we’d looked our fill for the moment, we fell onto the bed and made out like teenagers, lips and hands everywhere, learning one another’s bodies with a speed that would shock humans. These were our mates who we wanted to get to know in every way we could. All our senses were on high alert, and my heart was pounding so hard, I thought they might be able to hear it. But soon my desire was so high, I couldn’t wait any longer to have them both.

And that was where I faltered just for a second, not wanting to be pushy. Too alpha. But Rome helped me, even dipped his fingers into the omega’s hole and showed them to me. “He’s ready for us.” Then he kissed me, took my cock, and positioned it. “I can’t do the rest for you,” he joked before reaching between us and fisting Clay’s cock.

While the omega thrashed between us, whimpering and panting, I drove inside him again and again. My bear wanted him marked, sealed to us, and as I thrust in again and again, I felt the spurt of cum against my belly and heard the omega grunt. He tightened even more around me and though I struggled mightily, I couldn’t hold back and filled him. My knot swelled, squeezed in, and I bent to sink my teeth into the omega’s throat near where it met his shoulder and marked him, aware of the dragon coming in on the other side to do the same.

We marked our omega together before I rolled away to be replaced by Rome who thrust into our omega while I kissed them both over and over. And Rome and I marked one another as well.

It was a whirlwind, one that I hoped we’d repeat more slowly later, but the urge to reach this milestone, to mate and mark one another was too strong to hold back.

And sometime late in the night, a certain alpha—me—allowed another to take him in a way he’d never before been had. We didn’t have any lube, but our omega had slick to spare, and while Rome worked his way inside me, I got Clay to straddle my shoulders so I could distract myself with a mouthful of cock to suck. Having two mates was going to be amazing.

Chapter Thirteen

Rome

“Rome snores.” Clay giggled, naked body plastered against my side.

I had been asleep, or almost. Did I really snore? How embarrassing. I opened one eye. “I heard that.”

Armel grunted. “Who cares? It’s not loud, and it’s cute.”

At least I had one buddy on my side. “Thanks. I think.”

Clay gave me a kiss on my nose. “I wasn’t being critical, just observational. You’re so cute, dragon boy. I still can’t believe you’re mine.”

“And mine,” Armel broke in, leaning over my other side and kissing me on the mouth.

A couple of seconds later, we were sharing a three-way kiss. My body responded instantly. We’d done so much last night, but I guess I still wasn’t done.

I marveled over this sudden change in my life that started happening the moment I’d put on Dez’s light-blue, button up, collared shirt. Never in a million years would I have thought I’d be waking up the next day with not one but two loves of my life next to me. Teasing me. Kissing me.

I spoke between kisses. “This is a dream, right?”

Clay tilted his head to show off his claiming bite on his neck. “Is this a dream?” he asked. “Because it feels real to me.”

I remembered the power of doing that to him. The bite, the suck. It had given me a high like nothing on Earth.

“And this.” Clay put his hand on the side of my neck.

When he touched the mark, it ached, a still-healing bruise, yet made me feel exalted. The skin was tender but smooth since we shifters healed fast.

“And look at Armel. We did that.” Clay was smiling.

Armel touched his claim bite, which was red and purple now, wincing while his eyes shone. “You two didn’t hold back.”

“The claiming instinct runs strong in dragons,” I said.

“Same with sugar gliders.” Clay leaned over to kiss Armel.

Armel nuzzled him then laughed. “Bears take what they want, too.”

“We’re all connected now,” Clay said. “Bonded. Linked.”

“Now all we have to figure out how to do is plan time together. Guys, I work two jobs so it’s going to be nearly impossible for me.”

My two mates looked at me with raised eyebrows. Had I gone too far? Wasn’t that the next step? Spending a lot of time together?

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