I can’t wait. This is my chance.
Mychoice.
I could stand here and wait for something to happen, for my men to win or lose, to save me. Or I can take what I want, jump, and pray that my leap of faith will be rewarded.
My skin feels clammy, but my mind is clear. I know what I have to do. Whatever happens next, I’m choosing my future, and the future I want is eternity with my mates. I’m not giving them up because someone else wants me to. I’m not falling in line, or taking the easy path. I’ll fight tooth and nail to have them, and that means whatever happens, I’m not giving up now. And I’m not waiting.
Everything narrows to one goal. The pool. My heart beats in my ears like a drum. I run. Arms pumping. Feet pounding. No looking back.
I launch myself into the air and dive headfirst into the pool of gold.
Chapter 37
Jethro
Outragedandhighonadrenaline, I gut the younger dragon within seconds of being tackled to the ground. I’ve always been a good fighter. The best in our horde. But the pride is short-lived when I hear Kyro’s bone chilling roar. He’s got a lifeless dragon at his feet, but another on his back with his teeth sunk in his neck.
I rush them, prying the dragon off Kyro, but not before I see Sora throwing herself headfirst into the goddess’ pool.
A million thoughts race through my mind. What if it’s poison? What if another dragon goes after her and enters the pool with her? What if it doesn’t work because she doesn’t have her mates with her?
A roar bellows from my throat. I breathe fire at the last dragon standing. He topples off Kyro’s back, and in that split second, I land a deadly blow.
More dragons are flying toward us, but we’re closer to the pool than they are. Kyro hobbles forward, collapses, and shifts back to a human. I shift and grab him, dragging him to the edge of the pool, praying to the goddess that he’s okay and this will still work.
The siren screams, and I trip, falling into the pool inelegantly. Dragon roars fade from my ears as my head goes under. The gold liquid closes around me, soothing and cold, but I lose my grip on Kyro. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuckfuck.
I know I need to stay submerged until Sora transforms, but I can’t see, and I can’t find my mates. I swim aimlessly, hoping I’m going in the right direction.
My hand brushes something, but when I reach out, it’s gone. What if this doesn’t work? What if we’re too late?
A cry that I can’t let out lodges in my throat. Fear sinks my heart into my gut. We’re so close to everything I’ve always wanted, and now I might lose it.
A hand wraps around my wrist. Kyro’s strong masculine grip. I’d know his touch anywhere. Thank the goddess, he’s conscious. Even if he’s still injured. They say the pools can heal even the most severe wounds. I hope that’s true.
With a flex of his hand, he tugs me against another body. Sora. I’d know the feel of her anywhere. My mate. My heart soars into my chest like a bird trying to break free from its cage. Sorawraps her arms and legs around me, holding on like she never wants to let go. Human. She’s human still.
Why hasn’t she shifted?
Maybe…
There’s a test some dragons have to do in the pools, to prove they’re mates. They have to make each other orgasm while submerged in the liquid.
Do we need to do that?
I don’t waste any time pulling her down onto my cock, the gold liquid working as the perfect lubricant. I rub her clit, pinching her breasts, feel when Kyro enters her from behind, the liquid easing his way. There’s no time to stretch her out, but our girl takes him perfectly. She was made for us, after all.
And this is where we prove it.
Chapter 38
Sora
I’mnotsurehowI know to stay under, but I do. And when two bodies find mine in the pool, I know immediately it’s my mates. They’re here. They made it.
As much as I resisted this initially, now there’s nowhere I’d rather be. I’m so happy that I want to cry. But… I’m not shifting. Nothing’s happened or changed. Is it because we didn’t enter together? Is there something else we did wrong? Are the vows more important than we first thought?
Shit.Shit!What are we supposed to do?