Page 132 of Destined By Dragonblood
A whimper escaped Dolyn’s lips against my neck, adrenaline rushing even as weightlessness flooded his chest.
“It feels as though we ought to celebrate,” Vanni murmured, his tone low and promising.
Shivers raced through both me and Dolyn as images of our alpha’s want flooded our minds.
Vanni face down in our bed, ass in the air. A spreader bar kept his legs wide, clear access to the part of him Dolyn had been desperate for. Arms beneath his body and wrists connected to the bar’s center would keep him completely immobile for whatever his beta wished.
“Fuck.” Dolyn grunted and sat, shifting me off his lap.
I stood and slid my hand into Vanni’s as our beta knelt before his alpha, hands on his cum-slickened thighs, head bowed. Limbs loosened and heart rate slowing, Dolyn submitted himself fully, the joy he’d found potent and intoxicating. “Please, Master.”
Vanni hummed his pleasure, stroking over Dolyn’s hair. “Such a good boy for me.”
Dolyn shuddered beneath his touch and praise.
“Come, my mates.” Vanni offered his hand to Dolyn and helped him to his feet. “It’s time to fulfill those fantasies.”
Anticipation of watching Dolyn own our alpha raised the hair follicles on my body, and I rubbed over my belly, a spring of thankfulness welling my eyes. “I love you both more than I imagined possible.”
The same deep emotion returned twofold, radiating through all three of our hearts.
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