Devoted to the Dragon (The Last Shifters #1)

18. Gunnar

Chapter 18

Gunnar

F ennik closes the door, and I blow out a long sigh now that both of my mates are back in the room.

My wolf and I are restless in this place. It itches my skin and makes it feel as if my fur is standing on end. Ever since the power-boost brand, my wolf has been getting stronger in my mind. My instincts are sharper and more tuned in to his voice.

And he is telling me we should not be here. As a fighter, I’ve learned that listening to my instincts keeps me alive.

Neither of my mates is doing any better. Fennik looks as if his instincts have him in overdrive, and Randi has been rocking scales since Tent City.

“I don’t know about you two, but I’m hungry, and this place gives me the creeps, so I vote we go back.”

That at least earns me a twitch from Silent Daddy and a small smile from my dragon. She crosses the room and ruffles through a bag, producing a sack I’m familiar with. I ate through the one Henry sent with me before I’d made it out of Moon Lake territory.

“I had him pack you extra.” She tosses me the bag.

I settle on the trail mix, folding myself into one of the chairs in the den outside the two rooms of our suite.

Fennik looks at Randi, brows lifted and arms crossed. “The pup is right. You’ve already had words with the king. We should go. Tonight. They have a plan, and whatever it is, it requires you. Don’t give them an opportunity.”

Technically, Fennik has his own set of rooms, but I’m not surprised that he’s deviating from the plan. The thought of him being away from us in this place makes my wolf whine. It’s only the crystal wards Randi set up for our rooms that keep me from me pacing outside.

Randi stills, turning away from the bag she was digging in. When she turns, her expression is free from the fire I expect. She looks at the two of us, her eyes melted gold around the black slits of her dragon’s eyes. “My instincts are telling me danger is here. You’re right that we’re among enemies. But I won’t slink away in the night like a coward. Our wolves in Moon Lake Valley and those in the tents deserve a chance. The best chance we have is to know what the Council is planning. How will we prepare to fight what we don’t understand?”

“I’d like to stay alive to fight,” Fennik grumbles.

“And you believe their plan is to attack at the Council Meeting?” she asks dubiously.

“I didn’t say?—”

She cuts in. “I can defend myself.”

I’m getting whiplash from their back and forth. But if I’m honest with myself and not being a selfish shit of a coward, I know in principle, she’s right. In practice, I’d like to keep my hide.

Randi goes to Fennik and cups his cheek. “They only have claws. Dart guns don’t work on my dragon, even if they managed to find a witch to spell them. The room is warded. No one is getting in here tonight. Tomorrow, we go in assuming it’s going to shit. Stay close. But we wait until it becomes necessary to fight or flee.”

He crumbles. “I hate everything about this.”

“We’re not outmatched—only outnumbered. Sometimes, we simply have to fight. But we can and will make it,” Randi says adamantly.

She has chosen, and that means we’re staying. Like hell I’m letting her go in without backup.

I abandon my snack and fold myself around them in a hug. “I think you’re both right and all our options suck and we should cuddle.”

Fennik kisses the top of my head. “Good idea, pup.”

We’re piled onto the queen-sized bed in Randi’s assigned room, all of us naked and cuddled under the covers. I’m half draped over my dragon and Fennik. She idly runs her fingers through my hair as she and Fennik make morbid guesses about what kind of plan the king and the Council have cooked up.

Naked cuddles are amazing, but the conversation sucks. I want naked cuddles to turn into after-sex cuddles because I could seriously use the buzz to shake out my nerves. I started ignoring their strategizing ages ago in favor of watching Randi’s skin pebble as I run my finger up and down the soft skin between her pretty tits.

They’re small and round, perfect perky handfuls. Her pale skin is flushed, her rosy nipples hard. I kiss along the curve of her waist, over her toned middle, and down to the swell of her hips. She’s got gorgeous thick thighs, and I want to see if I can drown myself between them.

I shift, scooting farther beneath the covers in my exploratory mission. The movement causes the teeth of my cage to brush against the glans on my cock. Already the weight of the cage makes me constantly aware of my dick. I’ve complained about it coming off, and I do want to come so badly I can hardly see straight half the time. All the waiting is torture—but I like the sense of safety and comfort it provides. It’s a constant reminder of her that grounds me. Right now, though, I want to taste Randi on my tongue again and be rewarded by having the maddening device off.

“Are you trying to seduce me, little wolf?” Randi’s fingers sink into my hair, and she gives a sharp tug.

Fennik throws back the blanket, his gaze hungry. “Did I give you permission to rile up our dragon?”

“I’m sacrificing myself to the dragon so that luck will be on our side tomorrow,” I tease, mumbling into the soft, creamy skin of her hips.

Randi tugs harder on my hair, and the burn travels straight to my balls. “Don’t let me turn down a worthy cause,” she says with a smirk. She spreads her thighs enough to give me the slightest tease of her pink pussy. This time, when she speaks, it’s with the steely hiss of her dragon. “The cage doesn’t come off. An offering is for my pleasure.”

Fennik chuckles, his heated gaze raking between us. “That myth is for virgins anyway.”

“Guess it’s lucky for us that I am one.”

Both pairs of eyes, silver and gold, look at me in surprise.

Randi speaks first. The hiss of her dragon is so sharp that I can almost feel the vibrations up my spine. “Then I shall honor the sacrifice, contender .”

The sound of her voice is kinda eerie and also incredibly hot. Her eyes flash, and I come face-to-face with the dragon. My eyes lower in submission, my wolf insistent that I defer to her.

The fingers in my hair turn to sharp claws that strike fast, sinking into the skin of my back. The burning flashes bright and hot, searing my skin. Just as quickly as the fire spreads, it turns golden. The burn melts into a smooth liquid heat that slows in my veins and makes the world shimmer.

Fuck, I’m such a pain slut.

I thrust apart her thighs, desperate to have her. I manage a swipe of my tongue, not even enough to taste, then she’s got me on my back.

Her white hair hovers over my face, tickling my cheeks. Her sharp features and dragon’s eyes are softened by her smile. It’s one of Randi’s rare and blinding smiles, and it relaxes me. She leans in and steals my lips as her claw takes hold of my caged shaft.

The danger in the gesture makes my cock twitch in the cage. I like that she’s rough and in command. Besides, I want her to own me, to take me as hers.

The metal heats and the pressure releases, all the blood rushing to my cock. I pant into her mouth, already desperate. She eases me down, turning the kiss slow and languid.

My hands get bold, and I grab hold of the fleshy part of her ass, marveling at the feel of her on top of me. I’m not surprised when those clawed hands bind my arms above my head.

Randi pulls away from the kiss, murmuring, “Not yet, little wolf,” as she passes my lips to Fennik.

While Randi’s kiss was teasing and her dominance playful, Fennik’s power is solid as stone. He drives the kiss and makes me feel him everywhere. His large, calloused hand skirts over my cock, fingers teasing my crown. I’ve been spending my nights around the horny hash with barely any relief, and my newly uncaged cock is on the verge of making this embarrassing.

I pull away from the kiss, panting, “I’m close. Too close.”

Fennik’s dark growl doesn’t help. “That’s what control is for, pup. Don’t come until you’ve been given permission.”

I’m so fucked if he’s going to be growly. The sound of his commanding voice sends flashing pops of pleasure down my spine, and I force myself to hold back.

Randi tugs my chin, drawing my eye. “I can smell your desire, little wolf. You want a taste of me? Is that what you’re after?”

My mouth parts, but only a groan of need escapes.

She shifts her hips, putting her sweet pussy on display while she holds me in place. “Please me. Suck my clit until I’m wet enough to take that fat cock of yours, little wolf. Then you can come.”

Nope. I’ll never last if both of my mates are bossing my dick around.

Fennik takes hold of my wrists, keeping them bound while Randi shifts up on the bed, her thighs muffling my ears and her pussy in my face. This is the best-worst way to die because there is no way I won’t die if I can’t come in the next thirty seconds.

The dragoness takes hold of my hair and sits on my face. It’s fucking glorious, and I flick my tongue, finally getting a taste of her.

She’s wet and soft and sweet with the slightest edge that makes my wolf want to worship her forever. I let her take what she wants, memorizing the hitch of her breath and the sounds she makes. When I find her clit, she bucks against me. Her clawed fingertips are hooks of perfect pressure on my scalp.

The hands binding my arms release me, only to be replaced by warm breath that teases my cock. Fennik’s tongue darts across my slit before I’m swallowed in wet heat.

I spend all my newfound freedom trying to distract myself from the heaven of Fennik’s mouth by grabbing hold of Randi’s tits and squeezing the perfect handfuls. She rubs her pussy against me—she’s so wet my beard is soaked.Knowing I’m the cause makes me feel like a king.

When I nibble on her clit, she stills, arching into me and squeezing my head with her thighs. She’s orange honey with a hint of mint. My knot throbs I’m so fucking eager.

Fennik pops off my cock, his slick hand squeezing the base. “Don’t you dare come before you give her one more.”

Fuck. I want it to last forever, and I want to come. The two ends each feel like torture.

Randi’s hands, human now, thread through my hair, and she tugs until I gasp up at her. The sharp slits of her dragon’s eyes blink, and for a moment, they’re a twilight blue before they return to gold. “You were perfect for me, little wolf. Give me fingers this time. Stretch me enough to take you.”

It’s only Fennik’s hold on my cock that keeps me from coming at her praise. He doesn’t move. His hold is so tight it borders on too much and sends a deep ache straight to my balls. Randi lets go of my hair and lifts her hips, holding her weight with her outstretched arm. I wrap my arms around her hips and down between her legs, using my fingers to hold her open. I spear her with my tongue until she’s riding me again. When she’s lost to her pleasure, I give a surge of strength and speed to catch her off guard so that she falls into my lap. I wrap an arm around her neck and use the other to skirt my thumb across her clit before filling her with two fingers.

She gasps, throwing her head back and working her hips. Like this, white hair spilling over her shoulder, mouth open in pleasure, and her dragon features sharp, she is exquisite. The way she’s squeezing my fingers makes me want to know what it’s like to be consumed by her.

Fennik goes to his knees between my legs, curling around Randi. He cups her tits, his big hands twisting her nipples until she’s moaning and her pussy is gushing. It’s hot as fuck, watching the way our powerful dragon comes undone for Fennik. He nips her neck and tugs on her elbows, drawing them behind her.

His heated gaze snaps to me, his words deliciously dark and full of his wolf’s bark. “Now, pup. Fill our dragon. Make her come on your cock.”

My dick jumps at his words, eager to obey. I grab hold of my length and rub it through her slick center, teasing us both. I ease inside, hovering. It’s a fucking perfect tight heat.

I still don’t know how the fuck I landed in this beautiful dream, but I never want to be anywhere else.

“Be a good pup and give me what I crave. Let me own your pleasure,” Randi purrs with the throaty sound of her dragon as she forces her hips down and slides onto my cock.

It’s… There are no words, only the burning in my gut and the pounding of my cock.

“That’s our greedy dragoness. Take all of him. Let me see you stretch for your pup.”

I throw my head back, a howl escaping, fur popping as I hold onto my orgasm with everything I have. It’s too good. She’s perfect. His words. I can’t.

Even with her arms bound, she takes what she wants, setting a rhythm with the rise and fall of her hips. I grit through it. The pleasure is so good it hurts. It makes my insides catch fire, continuing the endless echo of pained pleasure.

Fennik kisses her neck, his silver eyes on me. “Tell me how she feels, pup.”

“Can’t talk. Gonna come.” I snarl the words, desperate.

Fennik switches to holding Randi’s wrists with one hand so he can reach around to pinch and tease her nipples. It’s too much to focus on, and I shake with the need to let go.

Her pussy is absolute bliss, and I buck my hips, joining her. My knot tugs at her entrance, stretching her wider. She squeezes around me for a second, strangling me so good before she comes all over my cock. A ragged moan swells from deep in my throat.

“Come for me, little wolf. Give me what is mine,” Randi commands, voice throaty and rough with lust.

Her permission finally lets off the pressure valve. I wrap her in my arms and thrust deep. Fennik wedges his hand between our sweat-damp bodies. The way he’s stumming her clit makes her squeeze me so tightly I can’t hold on any longer. My cock erupts. There is so much cum that it doesn’t seem like it will stop.

Randi grinds down on me, and the pressure sends me flying as my knot wedges inside her. She swallows my shouted moan with a sloppy kiss. Her nails dig into my shoulder, and she whines, rubbing and grinding herself on me. It’s the most intense feeling, and she keeps at it, making those sweet sounds, her hips rolling until I’m fucking drained.I collapse, settling her on my chest.

It’s official: I want to do that in every way the three of us can think up. Then I want to do it again.

Fennik lies beside me, his hands tracing my face and his lips brushing my cheeks. He and Randi murmur gentle words of praise that make my insides tingle. Randi follows each word with kisses to my pec as she rubs her nose along my chest, her dragon’s purr rattling.It makes the room feel like a dream, every tension and worry having been fucked right out of me.

I can’t keep track. My brain is full of cotton clouds, and my body buzzes with joy. That languid feel accompanying her marks on my back still sludges through my veins.

I’m pretty fucking sure that Randi marked me. Does it count if she wasn’t shifted? I know that needs more thought, but I can’t manage to focus. I hear the two of them talking quietly, but all it does is create a cocoon of buzzing warmth.

“Ten minutes. Eyes closed. Then we have to do that again,” I slur.

Their warm laughter is the last thing I remember.