Page 14 of Beyond the Darkness

Connie shifted his hips and pressed against Kit’s hot spot. With a startled groan, Kit pushed back against Connie, seating him all the way. Pleasure exploded, dimming Kit’s mind.

“Yeah?” Connie growled.

Kit nodded since his mouth was full.

Connie moved as he jacked Kit’s cock. Hudson thrust his hips, feeding Kit his cock. Kit grabbed the sides of the ottoman and held on for dear life as his mates controlled his pleasure and fucked him.

Each of Connie’s thrusts nailed his hot spot. The faster Connie drove into Kit, the closer Kit got, then when he was right there, Connie slowed down, his thrusts becoming gentler and shorter.

Once Kit backed off from the edge, Connie started those long, hard thrusts again, throwing Kit back to the precipice. This was hot, sweaty, with a hard edge of possession to it.

Now he knew what being fucked through the mattress meant, and he loved it. Each time Connie bottomed out, he grunted. Kit wanted to yell from the pleasure coursing through him, but he had Hudson halfway down his throat. He lost track of time as his mates loved on him.

“So sexy. So good,” Connie groaned as he fucked into Kit. “Come, mate. Come for us.”

Hudson roared as he came.

“You’re so tight, going to make me come,” Connie whispered.

Connie thrust a few more times, then froze, buried balls deep. He groaned as he came too.

Connie’s orgasm triggered Kit’s, and he shot into Connie’s hand. He came so hard everything grayed out for a moment. They stayed like that, locked together, until Connie softened and slipped out and gently eased Kit’s legs down onto the ottoman. Kit let Hudson’s cock fall free and Hudson dropped to his knees, kissing Kit.

“Well, damn, that’s hot,” Connie whispered tiredly.

Hudson finished the kiss and sat back. Kit lay sprawled on the ottoman, breathing hard. He could just imagine what a sight he was.

Then Connie pulled Kit up and wrapped his arms around him. He didn’t say anything, but Kit could feel the emotions sparking along the bond from both of them—contentment, affection, happiness, and a shining spark of something that was new. Gaura had hinted at it, but Kit wasn’t sure he was ready to say it.

Hudson settled on the ottoman next to Kit, the wine bottle held out. Snickering, Kit took it and swallowed a hefty gulp.

“Ready for bed?” Hudson asked, his voice normal once again.

“I think we all are,” Kit said.

While they got ready for bed, Kit ducked into the bathroom and brushed his teeth quickly, then joined them. Hudson spooned Connie, who spooned Kit.

Moonlight filled their bedroom, and Kit smiled as he drifted off to sleep.

KIT’S EYES flew open, his heart hammering. Dammit to hell and back, he’d had that stupid dream again, the one wherehe was about to be engulfed by fire, but not just any fire—dragon fire.

There had been yelling, threats, and fear… and then he stared into the maw of a red dragon. A huge red fireball grew in size at the back of the dragon’s throat before it busted out of its mouth toward Kit.

But before the flames hit him, he woke up, as usual.

He had no idea why he was dreaming of fire and dragons, but it didn’t bode well for any of them. Just like the last time, his terror had awakened Hudson and Connie, thanks to the bond. Andjustlike last time, there wasn’t really anything Hudson or Connie could do.

It was only a dream, but Kit knew Hudson and Connie were annoyed. Not with him, of course. The aggravation was because they couldn’t threaten or kill what was disturbing Kit.

WEDNESDAY MORNING arrived bright and early, as usual. The dream was a foggy remnant that lurked on the edge of Kit’s brain.

He walked out of the closet, tucking his white shirt inside his jeans. Grabbing the matching jacket, he strolled into the living area. Connie sat on the couch, staring at his phone and looking sexy in a dark blue suit.

“Good morning,” Kit said.

Connie glanced up, a distracted look on his face, then his eyes widened.

Grinning, Kit turned in a slow circle. “You like?”

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