Page 67 of Dragon Awakened

But I've been fantasizing about having all four of my men together with me for days, and now that the floodgates have been opened, there's no holding back the tide.

The brilliant silver light that twined me and Storm together grows in brilliance, but they're not alone. New tendrils of radiance begin to grow from my very center, each leading to another mate, and I feel as if I'm going to fly apart into a thousand pieces. Like I need them to touch me and hold me, to complete me.

I need them. In the most carnal, visceral, physical way possible.

Hot need sparks deep within me, and I cry out, suddenly desperate for them all. It doesn't matter that Storm just made me come at least three times. I'm ravenous and flailing wildly in an abyss of desire. My mate-bonds demand satisfaction, but it's more than that.

Dark billowing clouds of purple smoke fill my chest as my dragon rises from the void. Lightning cracks across my vision, and my ears fill with a deafening roar.

Storm and I spin through the air, dropping back to the bed in a rush of Air Dragon magic that sparkles through my blood. Cool water erupts through my veins as Malik reaches for me. I feel the solid stone of Jianyu's presence; the power of the very ground, somewhere far below our feet. Rafe inserts himself behind me, miraculously already naked, because of course he is. He cranes my neck backward, and I laugh into his kiss, but the laughter dies away. Fire eclipses my soul before melting into that black shadow surfacing within me.

A prickle of terror claws at me. There's no mistaking the tenor of the shadows now--the call of my very nature. Every part of my being cries out for me to give in and embrace my power, but its dark seduction still makes me shiver.

I don't have to wander in the darkness alone, though.

I throw myself into Rafe's embrace, pulling at his fire magic to light the way when blackness threatens to envelop me. He's an inferno against my spine, breathing flames of need into all my dark and wanting places.

As Rafe pulls me into his arms, Storm slips free with a wet gush, and I let loose an anguished cry, flexing around the sudden, unbearable emptiness.

"I got you," Rafe promises. As he turns me around to face him, he slips his fingers into me, and I'm so open and swollen and slick. I gasp as he presses against that perfect spot along my inner wall, his thumb rubbing at my achy clit.

Jianyu is at my back, naked now, too, his hard cock pressing against my ass. I arch into him, practically presenting to be fucked. It would be so easy--he could just bend me forward and slide inside, but Rafe is still knuckles-deep. Malik reaches into the tangle of our limbs to steal a kiss, and I give it to him freely. His hot hand curls around my breast, rubbing at my nipple, sending sparks of hot pleasure racing down my spine.

But it's still not enough. I need to be taken--held down and thrust into. I need them all, their hands, their kiss, their cocks. If I can't have them, it feels like I'm going to fall apart.

Storm lets out a strangled sound, and I break the kiss with Malik. Our gazes connect, and in a flash, I remember the innocent girl I was when we first met. I was angry and alone, isolated and abandoned.

Over the course of our relationship, I became utterly, completely his.

And now I'm here. Naked and dripping his come in a pile of men who are each a missing piece of my soul. He has every right to feel betrayed.

Instead, realization lights his beautiful, silver eyes. It's as if he never understood the true meaning of my multiple matings, right until this very moment.

Relief floods me, and my vision threatens to blur as he shifts onto his knees. He runs a hand down my side, sending waves of pleasure in his wake.

"This is real, isn't it," he asks. "You're..." His throat bobs. "You're the one we've been waiting for."

And I don't know what he means--if he's talking about the crazy prophecy about my future ascendency to some mythical throne, or if he's talking about my place as his mate. The mate to all four of these incredible men.

But I nod, and he cups my face. My other mates part for him, and he inserts himself into the fray, capturing my lips. Brilliant sparkles of magical, sexual energy burn through the darkness that threatened to ruin everything, just moments before. My shattered pieces are knit together. For the first time in my life, I feel whole.

And all I want is more.

Even as I'm losing myself in Storm's kiss, Rafe is pulling his fingers free of my pussy, only to slip them lower. I groan as he grazes my back entrance with slick fingertips.

"What do you think, gorgeous?" Rafe asks. "Want to see how many of us you can take at once?"

Just the suggestion sparks a sharp pang of pure need. My insides spasming, I nod wildly. "Yes--God, yes--"

"Wait." Storm's eyes fly wide. "Do you mean?"

"Wait until you see her," Jianyu murmurs, sliding a hand up my quivering side. "She's magnificent."

"Now--come on," I beg, tilting my hips.

Rafe hears my silent plea and presses just past the tight ring of my ass, and I cry out.

"Holy shit," Storm murmurs.

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