Rowan
While Orsen waited to deflate, he took every opportunity to touch me, his hands mapping out every curve of my body. He was particularly fond of brushing his fingers over his bite mark on my shoulder. Every time he did, it sent a zap of pleasure through my core.
It was going to be far more intense for the dragons, but I still felt some of that potency in the bond mark. And if this was the case with just one of them, I had to imagine that having all four was going to make that little zap a lot stronger.
The moment we separated, Orsen scooped me up, throwing me over his shoulder, and carried me toward the bedroom.
Still totally naked.
“Orsen! What if someone sees?” I hissed.
“Mine,” he growled, hand smacking my ass, leaving my skin burning pleasantly and fresh desire bubbling through me.
“Ours,” Nix agreed.
“We ensured no one would dare come near. Don’t worry,” Bastian assured me as the others followed us up the stairs.
We were in the bedroom in no time flat. In seconds, I was encircled by my mates, who hovered around me as if they were desperate for a hit of my scent—and likely so much more.
Greylen’s arm snaked around my waist, and I turned in his arms, meeting his eyes. “Before Bastian drags you off, maybe we should get you showered first?”
I glanced down. All I was wearing were the tattered remains of my shirt. There were smears of blood all over me, including a red handprint on my leg from where Orsen had grabbed me. And there was no shortage of our arousal clinging to the insides of my thighs.
“That may be a good idea,” I admitted.
In the moment, being covered in blood had been hot and appealing. But in the aftermath of the damn good orgasm Orsen had given me, I realized I really could do with getting clean. Especially if I was about to jump the bones of my other three mates.
Nix smiled, helping me out of the shreds of clothing. At the sound of the door, I turned toward the bathroom. Grey was turning on the shower, testing the water.
Given the sheer size of the bathroom, we’d all have plenty of space.
There was a bench to one side that Bastian sat on, watching. Orsen leaned against the far wall, doing the same. He looked lethal. Eyes dark, stark naked, covered in blood, and wearing that satisfied smile.
Trembles worked their way down my spine.
Greylen held out his hand, and for a moment, I wondered why Bastian wasn’t joining. Still, Grey had mentioned getting his hands on me. I had a feeling I was in for something just as intense with him, and I appreciated this break.
If you could call a threesome a break.
“It’s ready,” Greylen said, and I shook myself.
The moment I took his hand, he tugged me under the water, Nix following and pressing himself against my back.
“Are you sure you can handle us both?” Grey asked, softly kissing my shoulder.
The warm water felt amazing. Surrounded by my naked mates, my body was thrumming with need in a snap.
“Hell yes.”
Nix’s lips found my neck. “What about another bite… or three?” he asked, voice tinged with hope.
My pussy throbbed. I hadn’t considered that, when I had told Orsen to bite me, the others would be thinking about it. I had been in the moment. Now it did occur to me, and I had to admit that I, and my pussy, liked that idea.
I liked it a lot.
“You’d better bite me.” I grinned.
Nix’s eyes lit up as his arms tightened around my waist.
“Let’s get her clean. I have a feeling we are about to get very distracted.” Grey chuckled.
“Yes, distracted getting very dirty,” Nix agreed, soaping up his hands.
He and Grey took their time cleaning every inch of my skin, washing away all the blood, sweat, and cum. Their touches were gentle but insistent, teasing my folds and breasts. By the time they were done, my pussy was weeping, begging for attention.
“I’m clean. Now get on with the real reason we came in here.” I nipped at Greylen’s lips as I reached behind me for Nix’s erection, smoothing my hand over his wet skin.
Grey inched forward, his cock brushing over my pelvis, and he kissed me hard, exploring my mouth as he directed our party toward the back of the large shower stall, where a stone bench was built into the wall.
I was so ready for them, wetness coating between my thighs in addition to the water. When Nix sat down, he lifted my leg, wandering his touch up to my pussy as I stroked Grey.
A moan escaped me, my clit humming against Nix’s fingers. He worked me right to the edge as I kissed Grey, my hand never stopping its journey up and down that long shaft. When I was so close, Nix slid free, massaging his arousal-covered fingers into my ass.
My head dropped onto Grey’s shoulder. “Oh fuck…”
Nix readied me for him, slowly fingering my ass until I was pliable and ready for him. When I was aching, he helped me sit on his lap, his cock sliding home, so deep in my rear I could practically feel him in my throat. I whimpered at the fullness, but it was nothing compared to what came next.
Grey lifted both my legs, angling me, and as he leaned forward, taking a hand to brace himself on the wall of the shower, he sheathed his cock in my pussy. I took both of them, the heat of the shower swirling as it filled with the sounds of our groans and wet skin on skin.
“Our beautiful, perfect mate,” Nix rasped into my ear, growling as his fingers bit into my hips, his knot teasing my ass. “Goddamn, Rowan… you’re… too perfect for words.”
I smiled, the need scorching me from the inside out. It was incredible, the way I wanted them so profoundly. I reached around to hold Nix’s head, fingers tangling in his soaked hair.
“Knot me.” I did my best to rock my hips, so consumed by the way Grey and Nix claimed me. “Bite me.”
“Anything for you, mate,” Nix groaned, his shaft pulsing as he inched his knot inside me, making me cry out at the wonderful stretch. “Fuuuckk…”
He throbbed inside me, a possessive growl taking hold. I couldn’t open my eyes, so consumed by the pleasure. Then Nix put his mouth on my arm as I squeezed his cock, and his teeth clamped down.
I came apart, my pussy surging as the energy rushed through me.
Nix buried himself as deep in my ass as he could, grunting as his cock kicked, finding his own release.
In a flash, I fumbled for his arm, lifting it to my mouth to bite him, reeling from the oversensitive onslaught against my nerves that I only wanted more of.
Grey growled, and my eyes flicked open. The force of his gaze landed hard on my skin, making me buzz. He pistoned his hips harder, his knot pressing inside me a moment later.
“Ugh!”
I was so full, shocked that I could really take them both like that, and then Grey grabbed my face, leaning down to claim my lips. It was biting and demanding, growls and grunts echoing in the shower. He cupped my breast, lifting it so he could sink his teeth into the upper curve of it.
I shattered, launched from this earth by the sheer magnitude of the pleasure. My walls fluttered around him, every muscle tightening around them as I climaxed again, even harder than I thought possible.
Pulling Grey’s shoulder to my mouth the moment I could, I bit him back, and the loop of pleasure had us all coming undone again, over and over.
“My mates,” I whispered as the moment hung still in the steamy air.
“All yours.” Nix kissed my cheek from behind.
“All ours, all yours,” Grey agreed, smoothing his thumb over my other cheek.
When they could finally release me, Grey and Nix helped me out of the shower, grabbing a giant, fluffy towel and wrapping it around me.
I snuggled into the fabric, taking in a lungful of the clean air.
I was so wholly blissed out, hardly able to keep my eyes open.
My legs were shaking from exertion. But it was incredible.
I wasn’t looking for any of this to end anytime soon.
Humming, I shot Orsen a look as I held the towel around me, glowering as he still watched from the far wall.
“That little stunt was incredibly risky, by the way.” I shook my head as I glared playfully at him, a tiny smirk lifting the corner of my mouth. “You almost lost a leg out there, not to mention your life.”
“I promise never to do it again. My leg is nearly healed already.” His stare was still dark, hungry, but that typical sarcastic flare oozed from him, somehow making him that much more attractive. “Unless I have to… Or I’m feeling particularly… feral.”
I swallowed hard as my cheeks heated, grinning. “All right. But at some point, you’re letting me look at those. Now, go shower. If you want seconds, you have to be clean.”
He chuckled, and a moment later, Bastian swooped in, guiding me toward the counter between the sinks and lifting me to sit. His nose nuzzled into my neck, a rumble sneaking out of his chest as he pushed between my legs.
“You’re not getting away yet,” he whispered, his breath tickling my neck, making goosebumps skitter all over my skin. “I still need to sink my teeth into you.”