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She shrugged. “I’m gifted.” Primrose turned and disappeared without another word.
“Let’s go eat,” Ash said, hopping off the bed as my mind reeled.
My stomach rumbled, but I yearned for something more than food.
I wanted that life-sustenance Primrose had spoken of. My mouth watered at the thought of Dolyn’s dick in my mouth, and I rolled off the bed, determined to ease the need inside me.
“Shower first,” I told Ashley, glancing toward the bathroom’s open door.
The sweet scent of her arousal hit my nose, stronger than I’d noticed before. Was it possible that as the cord between us tightened I’d become more aware of her?
Yessss.
The darkness whispered inside me, and as I grabbed hold of Ashley’s waist and pulled her up into my arms, her rush of desire—feelings of love—nearly buckled my knees.
“You’re mine,” I whispered, trying to read into the soul her purple-blue eyes revealed.
She brushed her lips across my mouth, her contentment and happiness swelling over me like waves. “Always.”
Now if only I could get Dolyn to think and feel the same, I told myself while carrying Ashley into the bathroom.
Chapter 28
Dolyn
Late morning light flooded through the windows of the main living space. Not a speck of dust lined a single surface, not a streak or smudge on the glass letting in the rising sun.
I stood in the warm beams and sipped the coffee Primrose had left out, my mind full of conflicting emotions. I was torn, yet happy. In the short time alone with my granddaughter, I’d gotten to know her, and although young, her knowledge and her ability to hear some of my thoughts staggered my reality. In addition to her, fate had gifted me mates, a dream I’d given up on. But lingering distaste of being beta to a human male turned my stomach.
I took another sip of coffee regardless of the pit in my gut.
My head insisted neither Vanni nor Ashley were worthy of my blood, but the physical connection, the contact we had shared last night solidified the truth of who they were in the depths of my soul. I closed my eyes against the sunlight, remembering the exquisite pain Vanni had lavished on me, the bruising that had faded much too quickly because of my dragonblood and its ability to heal faster than a human.
Our mates will have no such benefits.
“Sure they will.”
My eyelids jerked up at Primrose correcting my inner beast.
She meandered to the old-fashioned coffee percolator and poured herself a cup, Tiggy heeling on her left side.
“Explain,” I demanded, wishing the dog had come to me like his swiveling head and needy gaze suggested he wanted to do. I even patted my thigh, causing him to whine, but he stayed by her. Such loyalty—he was an excellent beast, one deserving of much praise.
“An alpha’s cum prolongs his mates’ lives,” Primrose explained as if I were a child.
“Meaning Vanni’s will for Ashley, but what about him? He’s mostly human.”
My beast purred over my inadvertently admitting to Vanni’s position in our trio.
I grimaced, my insides twisting hard enough my chest threatened to cave inward.
“As a royal Blood Born, yours will sustain him, as will the bond once you let go of your stubbornness.”
Eyes closing, I fought to breathe evenly as my cock swelled inside its denim prison. I could see Vanni on his knees for me, drinking me down and begging for more. Not for the first time, I imagined bonding with my mates, and the desire to do so sent warring feelings through my mind and heart.
“Someday, I’m going to find the ones meant for me. I can’t wait to share all I know.”
Her statement ripped my thoughts off my own issues. My jaw clenched at the idea of two human males touching my granddaughter.
