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The bond he had with both of them practically quivered with Hudson’s sincerity. And holy shit, no condoms. He was going to come as soon as he got inside Connie. He’d never done it raw.

He gripped Connie’s hips and slid into him. He still worried that he might hurt his mate, but the groan from Connie said otherwise. Not to mention there was no sign of pain along the bond.

Oh no, there was only pleasure. He kept going until he bottomed out. His body tightened up, and he fought to keep his orgasm at bay. He was completely inside Connie… and bareback too.

Kit shuddered. He’d heard it was a very different feeling, but wow, he’d had no idea it would feel this good. Connie gripped him like a glove.

“Move,” Hudson demanded.

Kit pulled out, then snapped his hips forward. Connie groaned loudly around the cock in his mouth.

“Oh yeah, he liked that. Keep thrusting hard like that. Fuck, he’s sucking me so good.”

Little shards of pleasure shot through Kit at Hudson’s words. Connie grunted every time Kit slammed into him. How sexy was that? He wanted to stay here forever, riding that perfect ass from now on out.

He twisted his hip, making sure to hit Connie’s hot spot every time. He wanted it to be good for Connie. This was his first time inside him, and Kit needed it to be so good for his mate.

“It’s so hot and soft inside you.”

Connie squeezed Kit’s shaft.

“Oh fuck, do that again!”

He was going to come. There was no doubt about it. Every time he slammed into Connie’s ass, Hudson face-fucked Connie. Kit must’ve made some sort of sound because suddenly Hudson glanced up and made eye contact with Kit. Those golden red eyes blazed as Hudson bared his teeth.

“Ours,” Hudson hissed.

Only, it didn’t sound like Hudson. The voice was lower, gravelly… and much more animalistic. Holy shit, was that Hudson’s dragon speaking through Hudson?

Pleasure burned through Kit’s body. The tingle that heralded his orgasm blew into an explosion.

“Coming! Coming!” Kit shouted as he came. He thrust one more time, burying himself as deep as possible, flooding Connie with his essence.

CHAPTER ELEVEN – HUDSON

HUDSON’S DRAGON roared as he came, letting everyone know how satisfied he was as he filled one of his mates. His dragon had spoken through him to Kit. Hudson was stunned.

Kit collapsed against Connie’s back, reached around, and swiftly started stroking him.

Connie pulled off Hudson, gasping for air. “Yes, yes! But fuck, I need it—”

“Hard and fast, Kit. Stroke him hard and fast,” Hudson demanded. He knew exactly what Connie needed.

Hudson’s dragon wanted Kit to actually bite Connie, but that was something Kit wasn’t ready for. He might never be, and Hudson’s dragon needed to understand that.

“Coming!” Connie gasped. “Oh gods, yes!”

Hudson enjoyed watching his mate fall apart. Soon he wanted to see Kit in the same position.

Connie rolled over just as Kit straightened. Kit gazed boldly at Connie and Hudson as he licked Connie’s come off his fingers. Hudson rumbled. He wanted to lick Kit’s fingers too, maybe even nibble at them a bit.

Then he wanted to whisk Kit off to his hoard and maybe curl around him in his dragon form. He could literally see it in his mind, so much so in fact, he started pushing his dragon back down inside him. The creature was really riding him hard.

Connie moaned, watching Kit. “You’re going to start something again doing that.”

Hudson agreed.

“I—” Kit suddenly yawned, then fought another yawn off, his eyes watering. “Jeez, that came out of nowhere. Sorry about that. I’m tired. It’s been a long day.”

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