Page 127 of Destined By Dragonblood
“I’m sorry,” Dolyn muttered, his lips caressing where he’d bitten me, the slight puncture wounds already sealing from the power of our bonding. “You’re both worthy—always have been. I’m so sorry.”
“I have plans to make you pay,” Vanni said, his dick twitching in Dolyn’s ass. A rush of need swelled inside of me at the images flashing in our alpha’s mind.
Chains. Ropes. Floggers, crops, and that dragon scale cane.
Dolyn’s dragon lusted over the thought of pain—and his human mind over giving himself freely to our alpha who shared similar desires. He shuddered atop me again, and I moaned, my pussy primed and ready for round two.
Vanni pulled out before either of my mates hardened fully, leaving Dolyn destitute over the emptiness in his ass.
I took his face in my hands and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips, one meant to reassure rather than rekindle.
Dolyn trembled in my arms, a heavy sigh sinking more of his weight against me. “Thank you.”
Vanni returned with a shirt in hand. He knelt behind us, spreading Dolyn’s cheeks wide. “So sexy.” He shoved his fingers in deep, the squelch evidence to my ears of the copious amounts of cum he’d shot inside his beta. “So hot and wet. Almost makes me want to take your ass again, boy.”
Another shot of lust roused my blood.
“Push it out.”
Dolyn’s face flushed at Vanni’s command, his discomfort causing similar heat to rush through me.
He obeyed, eyes clenched shut, head hanging.
“Such a good boy for me.” Pleasure coated Vanni’s tone, his satisfaction settling over our minds and easing Dolyn’s embarrassment as he smeared his spunk all over Dolyn’s ass and thighs. “Mmm. Just like that. Again.”
Another pulse of seed seeped from Dolyn’s hole.
“So. Fucking. Sexy.” Vanni cracked his palm against Dolyn’s ass cheek, the slightest sting radiating across my backside.
I gasped, and Dolyn growled.
“Do not hurt her,” he stated through gritted teeth.
I yanked on Dolyn’s hair to meet his gaze. “I want to experience every bit of pain he gives you. Surely you felt how much I loved it?”
His brow furrowed, and he nodded.
Smiling up at him, I flung my arms around his torso, nosing along his neck and drinking in the scent of sex and cedar as the last of our alpha’s seed leaked from him.
Vanni wiped him clean, and Dolyn finally slid from my body, taking longer to care for me.
He helped me to my feet but didn’t release my hand as I sagged against him. Vanni entwined my other hand with his, creating a circle of one—heartbeat, mind, acceptance, and love.
“We were destined by our blood,” I whispered, my eyes filling with tears. “By fate, we were meant to be together.” I peered up at Dolyn. “You’re mine.” Giving Vanni my focus, I said, “I’m yours.”
Dolyn squeezed her hand. “And you’re mine.” My heartbeat quickened, my rush of happiness flooded through our bond as Dolyn faced Vanni. “I’m yours, my alpha.”
The darkness swirled in Vanni’s pupils as the green of his eyes glowed with the inner fire. “And I belong to both of you.” He dropped to his knees before us, his head bowed, offering Dolyn what Elijah never had.
True thankfulness wrapped all three of us in her embrace.
Chapter 38
Vanni
And I thought I wouldn’t be able to love again, never mind with deeper meaning and intimacy than with my ex. What she and I had shared didn’t compare to my connection with Dolyn and Ashley. While the whole no-privacy-in-the-head thing sometimes annoyed the hell out of me, I counted the gift a blessing when one of us got caught up in our thoughts and usually would have shut down.
That shit no longer worked.
