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A slow grin worked its way across my face, and I met his stare, deliberately tasting his essence again. “Can’t let it go to waste.”

CHAPTER 30

Samantha

Sex with my guys was always hot. Watching two of them get lost in each other was even hotter. I knew it was like objectifying them. But if I loved them both, was it really? I didn’t think so. I’d give myself a pass.

Now, if I hated it, and they did it anyway…I snorted at the train of thought. That would be so hypocritical.

As they finished, I stretched off of Lex. Need coursed through me for more, but there was only one person in this penthouse that hadn’t participated at all. Although I could see the way his eyes tracked all the movements. He enjoyed watching as much as I did.

“I’m going to take care of Raiden now,” I said. My gaze fixed on him, and he watched me hungrily. He was on edge, and I was ready to push him over it.

Maybe, someday, he’d join in full-time. But for now, he was all mine. I kissed Lex softly before crossing to Rai. I stopped in front of him, my nipples hard from the cool air, and my legs still a little wobbly from the orgasm they gave me earlier.

“Looks like we have some unfinished business,” I said, my voice came out low and seductive as I cupped him through his jeans. Tracing the imprint of him, I bit my lip and lifted my gaze to his.

“We do,” he husked. He bit down on his lip as his gaze traced my face before dropping to my body. “Sometimes I feel like this is a fever dream.”

“Well, let’s go prove how real this all is.”

My fingers laced with his, and I tugged him to the bedroom. The bed was soft beneath me as I scooted across the surface, my hungry eyes locked on him shedding his clothes. He followed, his eyes burning brightly, and the scent of smoke strong in the air. Excitement coursed through me. I knew what that meant. His dragon was on a loose hold.

In reality, he was his dragon, but there was something primal in the way he acted when he was close to shifting. I was sure sex with a dragon wouldn’t be up my alley, but with him riding the edge, yes please.

He spread my legs with a growl and another puff of smoke, and my stomach jumped. As he crawled up my body, he nipped me with his teeth, sucking my flesh into his mouth and marking me with little bruises that would fade in a day or two. I was a squirming mess once he reached my neck.

Of their own accord, my hips lifted off the bed seeking friction with him. He chuckled against my throat. Then he sucked my earlobe between his teeth, sending goosebumps down to my stomach.

“Oh, Sammy, did you want something?” Rai whispered against the shell of my ear. I groaned incoherently, and he laughed again. “I will give you what you need, but first, I need to satisfy my dragon. So you should use your words, and be loud. Let’s try again, did you want something?”

“Yes, you.”

I attempted to find friction again. Nothing. He was purposefully holding himself back just far enough. My hand snaked down my body ready to relieve some of the tension that was building, and he snagged my wrist into his grip and pushed my hands over my head.

“Sammy, Sammy, Sammy,” he said, shaking his head as if in regret. “You will beg for my touch now.”

“Rai–” I moaned when he ghosted his free hand down my body. I could barely feel his touch, but I knew he was close because the energy snapped between us. The link between us heightened everything.

“Yes?” he practically purred.

“Touch me.”

“That sounded like a demand, princess.”

“Please touch me,” I amended.

“My pleasure,” he murmured. His fingers dipped between my folds, and I cried out at the unexpected touch. “Mmm, louder, princess.”

“Oh right there, yes like that!” I screamed.

A satisfied grin crossed his face, lighting up his eyes as he concentrated on my body. I needed him inside of me now.

He worked me to the edge, my screams echoed back at us, and then he’d stop. My stomach was so tight with the need to climax I thought I’d die. After the fourth time, a needy moan filled the space between us, torn from the depths of my soul, the sound more like a whimper than anything I’d ever made.

“Are you sure this is good for the baby?” I asked, playing the only card I could think of to get him to give me my orgasm.

My body was shaking from the edging, and I was sure another time would make me pass the fuck out. My cries had even become hoarse, but I could tell he was enjoying each one he wrung from me.

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