Page 41 of Dragon Rivals of New York

“Adrianna is a better ruler already than they ever were.”

He glances at me and concedes one curt nod.

“Tell me about her.” I risk touching his shoulder. He doesn’t flinch away, but it takes him a while to answer.

“She could have lived off popcorn, but only partly because she loved it. Mostly, she just didn’t want to have to makea decision about food, and she hated cooking, so she ate it all the time, always with peanuts.” He scrunches his nose. “She loved books, but hated libraries and bookstores.” His chuckle is sweet in the quiet room. “She said bookstores were too overwhelming. I used to buy her a book a week, so she wouldn’t have to decide what to read. She was so fucking indecisive about little things. But she was passionate about big things like civil rights and protecting the horde.” He looks down at Sora and brushes her hair behind her ear. “This one time, she convinced me to do a charity marathon, but I didn’t realize it wasn’t running or some shit like that. It was a charity sex marathon for reproductive rights that she’d organized here at the club without telling me. I still can’t figure out how she pulled it off without me knowing until I showed up.”

I laugh. “How does a charity sex marathon even work?”

“People pledged money based on how long you’d last. You had to be engaged in some kind of sexual activity the whole time, but neither partner could come. No breaks longer than ten minutes.”

“Shit. That’s intense.” I shake my head. “How long did you last?”

“Guess.”

I think about how he teased Sora and me earlier. We had to have been in here for at least two hours before he came. Theman has discipline, and tonight, he wasn’t trying to hold out or hold back. “I’m gonna say… eleven hours.”

He surprises me with a laugh. “Four. I didn’t even make it half of our goal.”

“What was the longest someone lasted?”

“Twenty-seven hours.”

“Shit.”

“They raised half a million.”

“Not a bad way to raise money.”

“You’d be surprised.” His laugh is fuller now. “It was torture. Worse than any marathon I’ve ever run.”

I think of the way he teased and taunted me tonight. I couldn’t even last an hour before I was so worked up I came without even being touched.

“I still can’t believe she got me to do that.” A soft smile plays on his lips.

“I can’t imagine anyone making you do anything.”

“She could.” He’s talking about Nadia, but his gaze drops to Sora. He would do anything for her, too. Well, anything but kiss me.

Goddess above, I’d wanted him to kiss me when I was tied up. I almost begged him to, but I figured that would just make him more resolved not to do it.

I clear my throat. Sora rolls over, cuddling into Kyro as she pushes her ass into me.

I wish I could tell Kyro I regret what happened with Nadia, but I won’t lie to him. I was protecting my king, one of my best friends. The kill was brutal and fast. There wasn’t time to think of the least lethal attack, there was only time to defend Midas. And I did.

A deep, hot breath leaves his chest. “I don’t…” He inhales sharply. “I’ve hated you for so long, Jethro. I don’t know if I can just… share a mate with you.”

“I think you can.” I glance down at Sora, tangled between us. “For her. I think you can. You already have.” At least sexually. But I know that’s not what he’s talking about.

“And… would you really want that? To share her?”

His question is in earnest, so I give him the courtesy of really thinking about it. I’ve said I was fine with it, but am I? I shouldn’t be. Dragons are possessive of their mates. I should hate him for fucking her right next to me while keeping me from watching or joining in, but I don’t. It was the most erotic experience of my life. Hell, it made me come harder than I ever have and without even a brush of touch on mycock. I didn’t even know that was possible.

But sharing someone during sex isn’t new for me. It’s the other things that I’m honestly not sure about. Which Horde would we be in? Could we stand living together?

“We don’t even know yet if the priests and priestesses will let us enter the pools together,” I say. “But… you’re a good man, Ky. You’re good to our mate and your horde. I think I’d be honored to share a mate with you.”

I think I’d be honored to be his mate myself.But I don’t say that last part aloud.

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