Page 40 of Drawn By Dragonblood
I huffed a snort of laughter. “This place is like a Bermuda Triangle,” I said. “It’s like we’ve disappeared off the face of the earth and found heaven.” A flash of the black cross filled my vision, and I bit the inside of my lip, a frown denting my brow.
“It is perfect here, isn’t it?”
“Just about,” I mumbled, my body longing for Elijah as the low strings of some classical shit played overhead. “Wish I could give you something like this.”
Dakota sat back and cupped my scruffy cheek in her hand. “I don’t need this to be happy,” she said, her greenish eyes shining in the flames flickering from the fireplace. “I’ll be content wherever we go—as long as you’re with me.”
“You’re my world,” I told her, more for my own peace of mind than hers, because I always thought stating something made it true. “You’re everything I’ll ever need.”
She kissed me gently, and fuck if guilt didn’t rise like bile up the back of my throat.
Chapter 15
Elijah
The days dragged by, and I only managed to stay away from my mates because of the live feed I pulled up on my phone every second time allowed. Lounging in my Manhattan apartment, I dined on takeout and, like a pervert, studied Jon and Dakota as they made themselves right at home where they belonged.
The dining room around me hinted of bleach and lemon cleaners, but I imagined the scents of my mates, their mingled cum dripping from Dakota’s pussy.
I’d heard them a few times in those twenty-four hours we’d spent together in my home and had gotten a glimpse of them fucking, but fully watching them from start to finish on nearly every surface in my cave filled me with a voracious hunger I couldn’t sate on my own.
Relieving myself as they found their release took away some of the tension, but didn’t satisfy in the way I needed. Thursday night, long after the dinner hour and finally getting the government officials to agree to my terms at my downtown office, I returned to my apartment, ripping off my tie and swiping over my phone’s screen to turn it on.
I had been plagued by memories of my mates all day long while trapped in an office building making the sale of my life—and in the process, creating the perfect job for my beta. Thoughts of the contract for remote robots covered by my patented armor similar to dragon scales flew from my mind as the live feed from my living room filled the screen.
Jon and Dakota lay in front of the fire, making love with slow, sensual touches rather than in desperate hunger as they’d been doing since I’d left. I slumped on the edge of the bed, elbows resting on my knees, cell clutched in my hands, my heart pained by their erotic dance. He pulled out and kissed every inch of her body, worshiping her with lips, tongue, and sometimes nibbles, making my mouth flood with drool, my dragon growl with the need to use my own teeth on her silky skin.
Dakota held Jon’s head in her hands as he licked her breasts, sucking her nipples deep into his mouth. I couldn’t hear the sounds coming past her lips but could pull them forth from my memory. Gasps and the sweetest moans that made my blood heat.
Our female’s back arched off the floor and head tilted to the side, her eyelids fluttering upward. Her gaze latched onto the camera positioned above the kitchen sink I’d thought hidden from sight.
Did she know I observed their love making? Lower lip between her teeth and focus seemingly right on me...
Did she hope I stared, entranced by their display of pleasure they offered each other?
Jon rolled her over and positioned her face down, ass in the air. He gripped her hips and slowly sank into her body, his head tipping back, his mouth moving as though whispering all sorts of loving or filthy words to make her come around his cock. My balls tightened as he fucked into her harder, lowering his head and watching his length disappear into her body. Faster, his hips pistoned, flexing his ass I wanted to mark with my teeth.
Dakota shuddered beneath him, her hands grabbing at the rug beside her face, eyes clenched shut, lips parted.
Jon lifted his head, his gaze pinning me in place as he too focused on the camera, same as our female had done.
He must have felt my steady gaze, his alpha looking on with longing and aching need.
I swallowed and immediately darkened my screen.
Had the two of them gotten into the control room while I’d been distracted with work and seen the wall of live feeds from the cameras I’d placed throughout the cave? If they’d gained access to that area, nothing would keep them from my dungeon across the hall.
But my phone would have alerted me to someone attempting to open both doors without the proper code. I had access to my cameras while I’d been in and out of meetings the previous two days but didn’t have time to check them until returning to my apartment.
Jaw clenched while willing my cock to deflate, I tossed my stuff back into my bag and strode to the elevator. The urgency to return, to see what else they might have figured out, sent a rush of adrenaline through my system.
Home.
Mates.
I swiped my cell’s screen to text my driver but paused, my need too great for a car ride to where my helicopter waited to whisk me back to the mountains. I made my way upstairs, not stopping until I melted the lock on the door leading to the roof with a single flame between my lips since I didn’t have a key.
I let myself out into the night, breathing shallow to avoid filling my lungs with exhaust and the stench of the city, every inch of my body vibrating with a desperation above what I’d felt when first catching a hint of my mates’ combined scent on the breeze days earlier.
