Chapter 6
EMME
With its acres of black and white marble, huge living and kitchen, and floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased half of Golden Claw, Slade’s apartment was the epitome of money and class. But the awe I’d felt stepping through that entrance had nothing on the moment he finally kissed me.
Our first kiss. I’d waited a long time to have him lose control and devour me with the same desperate need I felt for him, and it was well worth the wait.
The dragon shifter was huge everywhere.
His scent and energy poured through me until the tethers of my existence rearranged to connect with him. There was no evidence of his touch aversion, and absolutely no evidence that he’d never kissed anyone before.
On slightly wobbly knees, my panties and tights soaked from one fucking kiss, I let him lead me deeper into the apartment. A space already laced in the scents of chocolate, honey, marshmallow, and maple.
The heat of their internal fires warmed the rooms, despite the clear evidence of no one being here for a long time.
A layer of dust permeated the air and furniture, but as Slade passed through each area, he swept up every speck.
Goosebumps covered my skin as his power caressed me, and I knew I’d just experienced the closest thing to magic a regular shifter would get.
“That’s why no one cleans your room,” I said, blinking at the now spotless surfaces.
Slade shot a slow, amused smile over his shoulder. “Exactly, mate. I don’t need anyone in our space.”
Our. Space.
“I—” I was a damn stuttering mess around this shifter. “I don’t understand.”
I mean, I did understand what that meant, but I desperately needed him to explain.
His hand landed on the back of my neck again, in a firm, possessive hold, and I almost melted under his commanding presence.
“My territory is open for you and Talon only. The rest of our pack knows to wait for permission, but neither of you need to ever ask. It’s my nest, and since you’re the other parts of my soul, it’s also yours. ”
Talon’s dragon let out a rather impressive growl, which Slade returned so rapidly that it had to be instinct. Just seeing the two of them together healed cracks in my heart that I hadn’t even known were there.
This entire day was going to be healing. Talon had already bonded us through the bite, but we would reconfirm that today without any magical influence behind it. And Slade, the last holdout from my pack, would finally be mine.
It was overwhelming to know that our quintet would soon be completed.
There was also a slight sense of awkwardness, as I hadn’t really planned my other bondings. They’d been more spontaneous.
“Let’s start with a bath,” Slade suggested, and I wondered if he could feel my tension.
It would explain why he chose one of my happy places to kick this all off.
He strode down a white-tiled hall, and I found myself wrapped in Talon’s arms as we followed. My wolf whined, and I almost laughed at how badly we wanted to claim our final two mates, even if we were nervous as fuck.
We passed multiple bedrooms until we reached one so large it had to be the main. Unlike Slade’s room in our house, there was no computer equipment in here. All it held was a bed large enough to be two kings pushed together, decked out in black satin bedding.
The bank of windows were unadorned by curtains, showcasing the world below. We were high enough that no one else could see us up here, which gave the illusion that no one else existed.
Slade didn’t pause at the view, continuing into the ensuite bathroom.
The bedroom carpet was plush under my boots, and the fact that I was only half-dressed hadn’t really registered until I noticed my shoes.
These alphas frazzled me in a way I had no experience with, and no skills to overcome.
Maybe I never would learn how to function around them, but there were worse things than being frazzled by the beauty, power, and strength of your mates.
Talon’s combat boots clanked on the tiles, but none of us left any dirt in our wake, as the dragons continued to clean as they moved. The lighting adjusted under their command, and they wisely chose just enough illumination for ambience without being overly bright.
Slade’s bathroom was a designer’s dream of black marble, with lightning strikes of grey, white, and gold through the veins. It was half the size of the bedroom and had what looked like a small wading pool at one end. If that was the bath, it would take a week just to fill it.
Slade hit a button and adjusted the temperature as water fell from two large faucets and the ceiling. Okay, maybe not a week after all.
When he was finished with the bath, he gave me his full focus, and I swallowed roughly as intensity pulsed in the air.
Talon pressed into my spine, his arms wrapped around me in a firm but not overpowering hold.
The dragons were always careful with their strength around me, even as I felt the barely leashed power behind their grip.
I’d also seen Slade crush a skull with his bare hands.
The same hands which were about to touch me in a completely different way. He reached out and brushed his fingers across my shoulders, slipping the bra straps down until the full swell of my breasts came into view.
Talon’s hand caressed my stomach, his lips lowering to press against my bare shoulder.
Slade dropped his head as well to taste my skin, getting low enough to scrape the edge of my nipple, which shot tingles down to my core.
“You taste sweet, Snow,” he groaned, the rumble in his voice vibrating over my sensitive nerve endings.
“Like fucking heaven and damnation wrapped up in one pretty package,” Talon breathed, lapping at the side of my throat.
My core throbbed with enough force to almost knock me down. There was no relief, not even when I squeezed my thighs tightly. I’d never felt this unhinged and desperate, as I fought my desire to claw their clothes off.
When a whimpering plea sprang from my lips, Slade chuckled, the sound one of dark satisfaction. “Patience, Omega. The journey is as important as the destination.”
I couldn’t argue, but this girl needed snacks for her journey.
Two huge snacks to be accurate.
My limbs were heavy, and felt beyond my control as the twins slowly, piece by piece, stripped the rest of my clothes from me. Talon might be letting Slade dictate the pace, but he was just as dominant in his own way.
They were hungry beasts too. Their teeth and tongues traced every piece of skin they exposed.
I’d never been stripped so slowly and thoroughly in my life.
By the time I stood naked before them, I was panting and my body thrummed and ached.
The low lights in here highlighted the gleaming paths they’d traced over my skin, and none of us could miss the arousal slipping down my thighs.
Neither of them had touched me anywhere too intimate yet, but they were getting closer to my core, and I was a hot, needy, dripping mess.
“This is the type of torture that I crave and despise,” I cried, my legs shaking under me. I dug my nails into my palms until I drew blood, but it didn’t remotely squash the roaring need. “I’m dying here.”
Slade’s growl was a loud snap with bathroom acoustics. “You’re not dying today or any day. Everyone else in the world will be dead first.”
“Agreed,” Talon bit out. “We should just kill them all first to ensure her safety.”
Ah, my psychopathic dragon shifters. Their version of love was terrifying and exhilarating.
Murder plans were put on hold when Slade pulled off his shirt, and then when Talon joined him I was a goner, mesmerized and obsessed. The need to touch them just about floored me.
My gaze took in their massive, bronze chests, and the only differences were the piercings and the tattoos on Slade—
“Wait,” I whispered, stepping closer. “You added to your tattoo?”
Between the two raging beasts, where only darkness had existed, was now a glowing white wolf. My wolf?
I reached out to touch it, before jerking my hand away as a force of habit. Slade captured my fingers though, slamming our joined palms against his hard, burning chest. Right on the wolf.
“I didn’t add to it. You appeared after my first joining in the twin bond.”
Me. Between my mates.
“This is goddess blessed,” I choked out, feeling elated and off-kilter all at the same time.
Slade gaze was filled with green flames. “Yes, Snow. You were always the third piece of us. The rest of our pack is a bonus, but the three of us were meant to be as one.
That statement felt right in a way that very little in my life ever had. Since my hand was already on his chest, I moved it tentatively, unsure if he’d allow me to explore him. “This is okay, right?” I asked, wanting to give him the choice.
“More than okay,” he replied, in that same deep rasp. “You never have to ask permission to touch me, mate.”
That burn was back behind my eyes, my heart filled with as much heat, but I managed to keep it together as I explored the dragons depicted on his body.
With each touch, a shudder rocked through Slade, followed by a low groan when I caressed the tiny white wolf that lit up the darkness between brothers.
My own beast preened inside me, proud to be represented on her mate’s skin. To be the light between the shadowy twin dragons, was intense and overwhelming.
When I moved on, I grazed the silver piercings in his nipples and was reminded that he enjoyed pain with his pleasure. My touch turned firmer, and I pulled against the bars, cataloguing every flare of his nostrils and spike in his scent. All the while those otherworldly green eyes bored into me.
Not wanting to leave Talon out, I shifted my stance and placed a hand on each of them, greedily lapping up their full attention. Even locked-in predatory gazes didn’t deter me, and I only grew more confident with each touch.
Slade canted his head to take me in, and as his focus draped over my bare skin, I was reminded that they’d already stripped me completely naked, while they still wore pants and boots.
Which felt decidedly unfair.
Sliding my palms lower, I managed to get the button on Slade’s pants undone easily—he was on my right and dominant hand side.
Talon took a little longer, but neither of them hurried me.
Eventually his button popped too, and with each fork of the zipper lowering, I felt a reciprocating pulse in my core.
Fuck. Me.
The goddess had outdone herself in the creation of these two. All of the alphas in my pack really.
The heavy lengths of their cocks emerged from their pants like weapons of destruction finally freed to play. When I wrapped my palm around each shaft, I had a very real moment when I wondered if maybe I was in over my head.
They were long and straight, with not a single curve along their length, and when I attempted to close my fingers around the girth, I wasn’t even close. “Snow,” Slade breathed, his eyes slitted as he watched me.
It wasn’t a question or a warning, just a sigh of my name, so I continued to explore.
They were so hard their skin appeared stretched almost beyond capacity, the thick heads a deeper red than the rest, and they were both leaking pearlescent beads of pre-cum.
The need to taste them was intense, but I wasn’t quite finished exploring. This had been a long time coming for me, and I wouldn’t rush the moment.
The underside of Slade’s cock was pierced, and while I’d guesstimated the number of bars the first time I caught a glance, today I could count them one by one.
Seven. Spanning from tip to root.
The metal was hot to touch, and I shivered at the thought of not only taking his intimidating length and width, but all of those piercings too. It felt impossible, but I was willing to give it a red hot try. Emphasis on the hot.
“Can I taste you?” I asked, glancing up from under my lashes, both hands overflowing with them. “Please, Alphas.”
I rarely used that title with my pack, but I already knew Slade craved my submission. Similar to Hunter, but also in his own, dominant ways.
Talon enjoyed it too, even with his more tempered strength. “Yes. Fuck yes, Sweet Honey.”
Slade was slower to respond, as he reached out and grasped my chin, tilting my head back until I was helplessly held in his thrall. “Make sure you use teeth,” he ordered, and as he freed me, air rushed back into my lungs with force.
A whimper escaped me, and I managed to dial it back before I fully embarrassed myself. But… holy shit…