Page 96 of In Prey We Trust

“Here, bunny, bunny,” I whisper to myself as I slink towards the noise. I know her hearing is sharper in this form, but I can’t help taunting a little.

Another tiny crack guides me eastward and I scent the air again. Honeysuckle and blood are heavy on the breeze, so I know I’m getting closer. Since the others aren’t here, I close my eyes, finding the mating bond within me that ties to my airborne mate. Using yet another secret we haven’t shared with anyone, I reach for the dragon’s mind with mine.

~She’s close. Perhaps a couple hundred feet to east of me. ~

The rumbling sound of his shifted laugh in my head is familiar and I smile into the night. Other shifters do not share this ability as far as I know—only rare breeds—and even then, abilities are varied. Mind speech is a well kept secret amongst the various mythical beasts for a reason; it helps keep us alive and out of auctions.

As I creep closer to our girl, I remember how surprised I was to find out dragons are limited to speaking with mates. Gargoyles have always been able to put thoughts wherever they choose. That information sent him down a black hole of research that never panned out, but the question has always niggled at the back of my brain. I may not use my skill often, but I wish I knew why my clutch is so different from the likes of griffins, dragons, and the rest.

My head whips to the side as I sense movement again and I duck low, folding my wings close as I continue following her scent. It’s getting stronger, so I know our game is getting her ready. She’ll need to be aroused to handle us together, and I’m eager to taste the sweetness perfuming the air.

~Above you. Watching, ~ he says.

Smirking, I sniff the air again and stop when I come to a small rock face. She went up, which would be a sensible move if she wasn’t being hunted by preds with wings. I dig my clawed hands into the stone, climbing up it with ease. My tail flicks back and forth in agitation until I reach the top, crawling over the ground as I blend into the darkness.

A few feet away, a heartbeat thumping like a bass drum calls to me. I slither closer, barely disturbing the patchy grass as I close the distance. Flames will join us once I have her captured and the feats will begin. The gargoyle inside practically purrs with pleasure at the thought and when I get within striking range, I leap forward, tackling the crouched bunny to the ground.

“Uh-oh, petite lapin. You’ve been caught.”

Dolly doesn’t shriek; instead she wraps her limbs around me, eyes dancing as she presses close. “Only one of you got me. It’s a tie.”

I look up, cocking my head at the half-shifted dragon slowly rising above the edge of her hiding spot. He’s hovering with a hungry expression and she pouts. “I think not.”

“Flying is cheating,” she rasps. “No fair.”

“There were no rules against it,” Aubrey says as he lands. “Be specific, lunchable. You lost and now you’re ours.”

Her eyes are bright as she bats her lashes at me, then looks over her shoulder at my mate. “What do you get for winning?”

“Dessert,” he replies as he spins her around. His grin is wicked as he sandwiches her between us and I feel my cock jump against her plump ass. “I want you to listen carefully and do exactly as I say. Can you do that? No bratting… just obey or it will be dangerous.”

Fuck, I love it when he’s in top mode.

“Yes,” she breathes. Her skin is warm against the cold of my stone and I have to bite my lip to keep from groaning. “I can behave, Aubrey.”

“Good. Now make the clothes go away.”

Without that layer, she’s even hotter, and I rumble darkly. “Sweet Aed, Flames. She’s already an inferno.”

“I like it when you chase me,” Dolly admits softly. “I don’t know if that’s the prey in me or it’s just my thing, but it made my entire body throb.”

Aubrey reaches up to cup her face, gazing at her. “Chasing you makes my dragon want things you aren’t ready for—but tonight, we’ll try something he wants.” He turns to me, a knowing expression on his face. “Do you have it in your coat?”

Oh, fuck. I know part of what he’s planning now.

The coat I shed while we hunted re-appears and I dig in the inner pocket to pull out a bottle of lube. Before we started bringing Dolly along, our dinners always ended in fucking, so I carried it religiously. “Yes.”

“Get her ready, love. She’s soaked as it is, but we know that’s not enough, especially for us.” He dips his head and kisses her deeply as I fumble with the bottle like a damn teenager. When their lips break, I’m warming the liquid in my palms and he murmurs, “Did Chess and Fitz do this with you, little one?”

The minute my fingers slip through her folds then back to her ass again, her breath hitches and she lets her head fall back on my shoulder. “Yes. They did, and I fucking loved it.”

Turning into her face as I slip one digit inside of her, I nuzzle along her jaw, pressing soft kisses there. She writhes as I work to stretch her and I swear to hell, feel my cock dripping in my pants. “Flames, I need to feel her.”

He arches a brow, looking amused. While Dolly and I have the amulets to adjust our clothes to shifting, he does not. His large, sculpted body is pressed against the heat of her skin now that she's bare and I’m still clothed. Being half-shifted means she’s rubbing on skin and scales, her cunt brushing along the extra features his dragon dick sports. I’d be jealous, but I’ll get to bury my cock in her tight little ass. Even when I’m shifted, gargoyles aren’t as ridiculously huge as a dragon—which means I go first. I’ll take that win without complaint.

“Strip, but add more fingers. I want her stretched well and quickly. You’ll like what I have planned, my love.” He drops to his knees, grabbing one of her ankles to prop her foot on his shoulder. Dolly whimpers as he leans in close to her pussy and I slide a second finger, scissoring gently. “I’m going to make you come while Rennie is stretching your tight ass, snack size. You need to be dripping to take the two of us at once. Once you’re ready, we’ll fill you so full it will feel you’re going to burst and then… comes the surprise.”

“Please, Aubrey. I need more.”

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