Page 80 of Destined By Dragonblood
I whimpered at the sting along my scalp, digging my fingernails into his thighs to fill my mouth with him, his scent, his taste.
He held me firm. “You’re so greedy for me.”
“Yes.” I couldn’t tear my gaze off his glistening cock, the long length bobbing, twitching as though lusting for me to consume what my taste buds craved.
“Be a good girl and take me deep. Suck me dry.”
Wetness gushed from me as he shoved my gaping mouth down over him. My throat opened with ease, accepting every inch. Cum erupted down my esophagus, Vanni’s hoarse shout causing my body to climax without a single touch between my thighs.
I drank every drop with greedy swallows but still hungered for more upon falling lax between his thighs.
Gentle fingers carded through my hair, soothing the sting away as we rested in our shared release.
Vanni and I snuggled on Dolyn’s couch, the glass wall in front of us overlooking Tolzman Industries. I told him everything Dolyn had shared with me and filled Vanni in on my conversation with Elijah as I’d promised to do. My lover didn’t argue who and what Elijah had claimed we were—alpha, beta, and female. Three fated mates with the ability to continue an almost extinct bloodline. Truth rooted in our bones, our strengthening connection assuring we both believed the unthinkable had become reality.
A deep ache lay in my breast, quiet whimpers of longing whispering through my head. I felt as though a piece of me was missing. So far gone beyond my reaches that my eyes stung.
Why had Dolyn left us, and where had he gone? The space between us seemed like a crater, its distance unfathomable, completely cutting his energy off from my mind and body.
“He’s running scared,” Vanni said as though hearing the question in my head.
I didn’t argue with his assumption because it felt right.
“I sensed his conflicting desire to submit the first time we met, and even then, I could tell he’d rather have been anywhere but strapped to my spanking bench.”
Arousal slid through my veins, and I swallowed hard. “When was that?”
“A few days before you finally let me touch you. He came into my club, desperate for pain, and I’m wondering now if fate led him to me. Like you did, I sensed something was off with him. Conflicting desires didn’t allow him to submit fully.”
“Did he allow you to touch him?”
“No. It wasn’t until he attempted to rip me away from you that our skin came into contact. That connection is what had unsettled me and sent me running from my office.”
I sighed, running my fingers over his hard pec.
“Even now, I can still sense him in the back of my head.”
“I can’t,” I murmured, my throat tightening.
Vanni tightened his hold on me. “Text Elijah. Maybe he’ll know where the bastard’s gone.”
I didn’t question Vanni’s order but grabbed my cell off the coffee table and did as told. We both hurt, and only Dolyn’s presence would right what was wrong. Sighing, I snuggled back against Vanni’s hard chest again, phone clutched to my abdomen.
He soothed his hand over my bare arm, awakening goose bumps and need between my thighs. Neither of us made mention of the continuous arousal between us, its presence more of a comfort than demand to fuck in the moment. He pressed a kiss to the top of my head, and I closed my eyes, pained yet thankful beyond belief for where we were. What we’d found together—and the possibility of an even better future.
“Did he come untouched from the pain?” I whispered, mind stuck on what Vanni dominating Dolyn would look like—sexy. Hot. Beyond arousing. I shifted on Vanni’s lap, and he hissed, his cock thickening.
“Yes. I’ve never met a masochist such as him. He accepted every lash without begging for mercy. I put all of my strength behind the cane and whip, and still he begged for more. He is…”
My core pulsed, wishing to be filled.
Vanni sighed and nuzzled against my hair.
A notification dinged.
“Grand Tetons.” I read the text and paraphrased the rest of Elijah’s message as my need cooled. “It’s where his family originated from—get this—thousands of years before humans made their way to this part of the world. When we’d spoken on the phone, Elijah had told me about Dolyn going missing for ten years, and he hadn’t been able to find him anywhere near the mountain range. He’s not sure where the home is for certain, but it would be either in the rock or beneath.”
Yessss.
