Devoted to the Dragon (The Last Shifters #1)

43. Knox

Chapter 43

Knox

I watch the swirls of light dancing above my dragon. The horde’s aura shimmers with the spicy red streaks of her heat. I’ve been a creeper, watching them sleep like I did in my bedroom what feels like lifetimes ago. So much has already changed, but I’m a selfish prick, and I want a place in that pile too.

Randi wiggles atop Fennik’s chest, her slick thighs dripping. Both wolves are passed out, but it won’t be long before they register her rising need. My shadows ease from her torso and down her thigh, trying to get a taste of her honey. She looks at me over her shoulder, and those dazed blue eyes call out in longing.

Everything about this woman does it for me, from her beautiful soul and body to her fiery attitude.

“You found me in my dream. You brought my wolves through the barrier.” She says this as if she can’t believe it happened, as if she’s surprised to see me here in her nest.

“Always, baby.” The words hold my dark promise.

She’s taught me what I’m willing to do and how far I’ll go to keep her. Even death wasn’t a deterrent, and now that she’s giving me a chance, I will stop at nothing to make sure she never regrets it.

“Mmm,” she purrs. It’s the sweetest little rattling sound.

“I’ve found my way back to you, and now I plan to keep you,” I promise.

“Good.” Her rising lust tastes bold, the flavor tart with a hint of sweetness. It mixes with her curiosity as her gaze lands on one of my shadows caressing her thigh. Combined with the sharp pop of pleasure in our bond, I can tell she wants to explore but is nervous.

“Do you want to play, little dragon?”

One of my shadows teases between her legs. It’s barely a touch, the silky band whispering along her slick outer lips. Her hips lift, chasing it. My lips tug up in satisfaction before I allow my shadows to wrap tightly around her thighs and hold her open. Her pussy is pink and glistening, swollen already from where she took her wolf’s knot earlier.

Watching her take all of him was as hot as I thought it would be. It’s hotter still to think I’m about to add to that mess, cover her in my scent.

“I didn’t hear your answer,” I say with my serpent’s rattle, remembering how wild the sound made her.

She doesn’t disappoint, shivering and scrambling from Fennik’s chest.Randi crawls to me, teeth on her bottom lip and her nipples hard. The sight makes the ridges on my lower shaft pulse. I finger a strand of her hair, tugging her closer.

“Knox,” she purrs, the omega soft in her voice.

I grip her chin. I know she’s not herself right now. This isn’t the time to talk with anything more than our bodies, but I need to say this first anyway. “I promise you’re safe with me, baby. Everything I do will be to bring you pleasure, but if you don’t want me to use my powers or my shadows, I won’t.”

Her gaze drops to my lips. “I trust you not to hurt me.”

She means here, in this nest, with our bodies. I can feel the confidence in her words. Her omega is excited for us to cement our bonds. But underneath that, Randi is nervous.

“Thank you for the gift of your trust, precious. I will honor it.” I seal my promise with a kiss.

Her mouth opens easily for me, her tongue darting out to tangle with mine. It’s teasing. She nips the longer she explores, and when I suck on her tongue, she moans.The sound is horny and breathless, so perfectly needy. I can taste her wild passion on my tongue, and I have to force my shadows not to overwhelm her. Except when they tighten around her wrists, she goes lax, and the air fills with another shot of sweet juice. I realize one very important detail about my omega mate—she likes to be bound.

What a fun little surprise . I bet that pissed her off when we met.

“You want to wear my ropes, pretty omega?” I drag my fangs down her neck.

“Knox.” Her neck tilts to give me room.

I suck her bond mark and lave it until she’s shivering and trying to crawl into my lap. That won’t do for what I have in mind. I pick her up and set her on her feet, binding her wrists above her head with two of my smoke bands. I stabilize my shadows, holding her as though she’s bound to a Saint Andrew’s cross. The moment she realizes she’s caught, her scent deepens.

My hands trail lightly over her hips as I crowd her back, teasing and tracing her glowing runes. The caresses aren’t meant to offer any relief; I simply want to feel her smooth skin, learn the shape of her runes, and taste her.

The bond pulses between us at her pleasure. It’s a hot roaring need edged with a delicious ache. She likes to be made to wait.

Fuck, could she be any more perfect?

She reaches for a kiss over her shoulder, her lips sliding against mine. My fingers skirt along her hip and down her stomach, straight to her wet center so I can begin our new game of chase.

Without preamble, I hook my middle finger into her wet heat. Her breath hitches, nose nudging mine as she gives a panted moan. I only finger her long enough to frustrate us both, fucking her to the knuckle and retreating twice more before I pull out.

The loss makes Randi bounce on her toes, but I lock another band of shadows around her torso, keeping her in place as I mouth my new mark on her shoulder and cup her pretty tits. I pluck her nipples and tug with enough pressure that she cries out for me, pulling on her bindings. She rolls her hips, chasing my touch.

“More,” she whines, going to her toes.

“I’m gonna love to hear you beg, baby.”

My mouth skirts along the crook of her neck, my hand dropping back between her thighs. I rub one long finger through her center, pressing against her clit for only a moment. She’s back to hunting for my lips, and I swallow her moans.

A swirl of lust, less biting than Randi’s, adds to the atmosphere. I let my shadows take a taste, and I recognize Gunnar’s sweetness. I ignore our watcher for now, but I can’t help the satisfaction the sound of his hand stroking his cock brings me. From the taste of his lust, he likes watching what I’m doing to our omega.

Told ya, little lamb.

I can’t get enough of her scent either, pressing my nose against her cheek and taking straight shots of her heady lust. She’s a supercharger, healing the leftover aches and making my body tremble with a boost of power. I press my forehead to hers, feeding on her as I give us another taste of what we want. This time, my thumb strums against her clit while I fill her with two fingers. She’s practically sitting on me, rocking her sweet little ass against my cock.

It’s wet for her, dripping with my serpent’s lube. I use it to my advantage, stroking myself once to grab enough lube to tease between her round cheeks. My hand splays down her stomach and over her mound until my fingers hook into her pussy. At the same time, I apply pressure, circling her back hole with my other hand. She leans into it, trying to get more. I rub down her ass cheeks, cupping her pussy and dipping inside to tease her entrance before slapping her clit.

“All your holes are hungry, aren’t they, baby?”

She freezes, a little jolt that makes her pussy gush.

“That’s what I thought.” I groan. I’m so turned on I can’t see straight.

I sense her wolf’s intentions before he moves and decide to add to our little game. I let another shadow band loose, swirling around her eyes like a blindfold.Randi whines at the addition.

“Trust me? I promise to only bring you more pleasure.”

“Yes,” she says, though the word is hesitant.

I suck on my bond mark, whispering words of assurance until she melts for me.

“Thank you for your trust, baby.” It’s a victory I feel soul deep.

Gunnar kneels, waiting patiently as he looks up at her, his long tongue hanging out of his mouth. I chuckle at the fact that he shifted. He’s thinking about how much she loves that long tongue and how much he likes to be a good boy. My hunch about him was correct. He’s sweet and submissive.

It only takes a stern look to keep him in place. I make him wait a little longer, going back to teasing her with my fingers. This time I pay more attention to her ass, working her open until she’s soft and taking one finger to the knuckle, then two and three. She rocks her hips, goes to her toes, then sinks down, desperate for me to push her over the edge. I don’t ramp up the pace, keeping it torturously slow.

Secretly, Randi craves it. She loves that she’s bound and can only take what I give her.Her rising scent means I won’t be able to draw this out much longer no matter how much Randi likes edging. I don’t think heats mesh well with patience.

It’s delicious torture for the wolf, his claws raking down his furry thighs and his energy a swirling mix of longing, jealousy, and lust as he watches her bound in my shadows. His huge, veiny wolf cock extends from the sheath, the pink tip dripping onto the nest blanket. When he trembles, I give him a stern look, mouthing for him to wait.

I fuck her ass with my fingers and suck along her neck, watching the beast become more and more on edge. Through the bond link between us, he’s cursing me out and wondering why the fuck he’s letting me be in charge. I’m not even influencing the room. Their energy is thick in the air, creating a haze. My job for most of my life has been to induce the passion and desire the two of them are naturally feeding me.

“Ready, baby?” I ask with a slap to her clit.

“Knox,” she whines, jerking in my shadowy ropes. “Please.”

I can’t keep the smirk off my face when I nod for the wolf-man to join.

“Only a lick,” I mouth to him, one brow raised in censure.

She moans long and loud at his first touch. Watching that fucking tongue lap up her pussy makes the ridges of my cock pulse, desperate with the need to fuck.I yank him back by his fur, and they both whine.

“Oh, you like your wolf’s tongue, don’t you, baby?”

She nods, biting her lip and tilting her hips toward him. She can’t see anything but my shadows, so I bring him closer, holding his snout to her pussy.

“You heard her. She loves your tongue. Now use it and make her come.”

He doesn’t waste any time, sliding underneath her and wrapping his claws around her thighs. I back off, watching the primal scene and stroking my cock until I’ve lathered it in my lube.

“They’re beautiful together, aren’t they?” Fennik’s deep voice draws my eye. The older wolf is lounging in the nest blankets, head cradled in his palm and his other hand stroking his cock.

“They are,” I agree, turning back to watch as Randi shakes her way through an orgasm.

She struggles against my bands, and I wrap her tighter, holding her steady. That isn’t enough, her scent spiking with need and her soft whines turning to begging. I crowd behind her. She juts her ass out, wiggling against my hard cock.

“You want it bad, don’t you, baby?” I bury my shaft between her cheeks, rubbing the head against her tight hole.

“Tingles,” Randi says, voice trembling.

“It’s okay, I promise. It will only tingle. My lube will help you relax enough to make it easier for you to take me,” I explain.

My fingers test her opening, then I push against her hole, forcing in the tapered head, only to retreat. That makes her desperate, her arms tugging on her restraints and her ass thrusting back on my cock.

“Baby girl, are you trying to brat him?” Fennik growls.

“But Alpha! He’s teasing.” She turns her head toward the sound of his voice, giving him a cute little pout.

I pull her attention back to me by teasing her hole. She moans, grinding her hips down on her wolf’s tongue. I keep the edging going, letting my tip sink into her tight heat and watching my cock stretch her open before pulling out again.

Fennik decides to join us. His gait is full of dominance, and his eyes are dark. He cups her throat and takes her mouth in a kiss that forces her to surrender. I take that as my cue, pushing the pointed tip of my cock into her ass past that first resistance.

Fennik swallows her whimpered moans, hand firm on her neck. I watch with greedy eyes as she takes more of my tapered length. The lube is already working to ease the stretch. I pump my hips slowly, mesmerized by the way her body welcomes me home.

In the bond, she’s buzzing, her head full of cotton clouds and her body desperate to be filled.

Gunnar shifts back to his human skin, kneeling before her and adding his fingers. I thrust, grabbing her hips and sinking far enough inside that she’s able to feel the pulse of my ridges. On the first swell, she comes, writhing and moaning for us. I take her fast then, thighs slapping as I tease her rim with my knot.

Fennik holds her throat, eyes on her panting mouth. “You like that demon cock, little dove?”

She whines in response.

“Who is driving you wild, baby girl?”

“My mates,” she says, voice shaky and full of sex.

“That’s right. Your mates are taking you apart, and you want more. You have your serpent’s fat dick in your ass and your little wolf fingering that pretty pussy. But I bet what you crave is all three cocks. Don’t you?” he asks.

I knew this fucker was a daddy, but dang, I like his style.

It’s not even a word that falls from her mouth, but something raw and hungry.

The tsking sound of his reprimand makes her clench around me, her bond vibrating with need. “I want the words, baby girl. Tell your alpha what you need.”

Gunnar curses as Fennik tugs on his hair, keeping his two mates held firm in his grip.

“Alpha,” Randi stutters the word between moans.

I squeeze her hip and nibble her neck, slowing my pace until she whines. “Better tell him, baby,” I murmur in her ear.

She whimpers, speech slurred. “Please, give me your cocks.”

I thrust hard, holding her in place.

“Where?” Fennik demands.

“All my holes. I want them all filled,” she screams the words.

Fennik nods, and I lift the shadow binding from her eyes.

“Then that’s what you get, baby girl. Thank you for asking so nicely,” he says, rubbing his big palm down her throat before taking her mouth.

When she’s shaking, he passes her lips to me. I ease her down into the nest with my shadows, my cock still inside her. I unbind her arms, my shadows massaging her muscles to work out any kinks as I cradle her back against my chest. She’s restless, her scent spiking as we get into position.

Fennik instructs Gunnar to wedge pillows behind me so that I’m propped against them on my back. My shadows wrap around her thighs, spreading her knees. I hook two fingers into her pussy and give a tentative thrust of my cock. From this new position, I can twist around and take a nipple into my mouth. I suck, pumping my hips and fingers until she’s open-mouthed and gasping.

Gunnar licks his lips, eyes trained on the place where my cock stretches her ass. “I take it back. That dick is a work of art,” he says, practically choking on the words.

Fennik growls, pulling Gunnar into a possessive kiss. The slick heads of their cocks brush against each other, then Fennik takes them both into his hand. The two cocks rock into the tunnel of his curled palm, both wolves moaning. The older wolf’s relentless, making Gunnar pant and moan. Before I even realize what he’s doing, Fennik sinks his teeth into Gunnar’s neck, and the submissive wolf howls.

Randi likes their show, her pussy clenching down on my fingers. I take another deep thrust, nudging my knot against her ass and strumming my thumb along her clit until she’s a slick, shaking mess. She whines, and two sets of eyes find ours.

The room is saturated with our scents, glowing from our marks, and thrumming with magical power. It makes my vision hazy, and my throat itches to expel the excess. I blow out a firm breath, keeping a tight hold on the valve so I don’t feed them too much.

“Are you ready to take all of us, little dove?” Fennik asks, his face is full of an alpha’s demanding arrogance.

Randi’s only answer is an omega’s whine that tugs everyone into action.