11. Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
Kes
Midway through The Little Mermaid, Mattias revealed yet another surprise.
Chocolate covered cherries and strawberries that melted in my mouth every time he fed me one.
There was sparkling lemonade too, the perfect blend of sweet and sour that was better than any soda I’d ever chugged.
The whole night was better than any moment I could remember and I wasn’t ready for it to end, even after we returned to the house in our robes.
But was I brave enough to go for what I wanted?
I thought about it all the way up the stairs. By the time I reached the door, I decided it was now or never and dropped my robe the moment I’d kicked the door closed.
“I think we got the strip and the tease part out of the way earlier,” I said as I sauntered across the room in just my eyepatch and crawled up on the bed.
When I sprawled on my back in the middle of it, trying my best to strike what I hoped was a sexy pose, I was shocked to see my mates still stood in the middle of the room, staring at me like their feet had suddenly frozen to the floor.
Oh shit.
I didn’t let my powers leak out, did I?
My dragon’s chuckle was kind of loud but then I still wasn’t used to hearing him clearly.
He’d been kind enough to keep our conversations brief while I was still getting used to the full force of his presence, which I appreciated.
The laughter as I started to sit up and check for errant patches of ice, not so much.
Relax, human, I didn’t freeze them, you did with your words and…
“Oof,” I groaned as the weight of Caspian crashing down on top of me knocked some of the air from my lungs.
He stole the rest with a searing kiss that made my head spin. Caspian’s fingers tangled in my hair while mine got snared in his. I heard a low growl too deep to be Caspian’s, then the bed dipped as Mattias joined us.
“Mate?” Mattias murmured as Caspian and I broke apart breathlessly, “tell me what you want and it’s yours.”
“I just want the two of you,” I replied, reaching for him so I could kiss him too.
I didn’t know how to voice the things my body craved.
What I felt tonight was different from the whirlwind of emotions and intensity that our rushed mating had been.
Maybe it was because my dragon’s need fueled that desire too this time, whereas last time I’d barely felt his presence in my head while our mates had been touching us.
When his lips pressed against mine, it was like the kiss flipped a switch.
Our dragons crashed together in my mind, even as he tugged Caspian and I closer to him and deepened the kiss. Desire flared hot and heavy. The flutters I’d felt in my belly all afternoon morphed into pure heat.
Need.
The room suddenly smelled like snow. I opened my eye to see it falling from the ceiling, melting the moment it touched Caspian’s shoulder and Mattias’ hair.
Mattias’ finger trailed over my hip, then higher, caressing my side.
He found a spot I didn’t realize was sensitive until I gasped and raised my hips, head thrown back as he trailed kisses down my neck and across my shoulder.
Caspian’s hand on my cheek drew my gaze to him and the smoldering look in his eyes as he watched me nearly left me breathless.
Snow drifted around his face and I reached to run my fingers through it, hissing as Mattias’ hair brushed across my abs.
It felt like the ocean, warm against my cool skin, only the rest of me didn’t feel cool, despite the way a light layer of snow began to accumulate on the blankets around me.
“Do you plan to bury us?” Caspian asked as he brushed the snow off my eyelashes.
“Only enough to make a snowman,” I murmured.
The feel of Mattias’ laugher against my belly made me shiver and squirm while his dragon hissed, low, like a rough, rolling purr through my head that melted everything.
His lips trailed lower, wrapping around my cock, shorting out every thought as pleasure overtook me.
Gasping, I groaned as he started to suck, Caspian swallowing every sound I made when he kissed me again.
There were no words to describe what it felt like when Caspian moved from kissing me to kissing my shoulder and down my arm, finding another spot that made my stomach clench as another burst of heat washed over me.
He trailed his tongue over the bend of my elbow and it was like a lightning bolt slithering up my spine.
“Please,” I groaned, slowly unraveling as they lavished attention on me.
For a moment, I worried if I was being selfish, then Mattias’ tongue swirled around the head of my cock and chased the thought away.
When he entered me, the scent of snow grew stronger.
My fingers scrabbled for purchase, digging into his shoulders as I tried to get the leverage I needed to rock myself on that thick cock, since he was taking too fucking long.
Inch by inch and not to be rushed, the immovable bastard took me at his speed, while Caspian gripped my hair in his hand and pinned my head to the pillow, making it impossible for me to do anything more than whine and enjoy the pleasure our mate sought to give me.
Mattias’ hands were like steel on my hips, holding them in place as he rocked against me.
I felt snow on my cheek, then Caspian’s hair and opened my eye to see him peering down at me with a tender look on his face.
“I dreamed of this,” Caspian said. “You, me, making love inside a snow globe. Being taken over and over by our mate.”
His word and Mattias’ cock made me shudder as Caspian maneuvered himself until he straddled my chest, cock right there where I could flick my tongue out and taste it.
He smiled and eased the hold he had on my hair as he scooted forward, letting me taste more of him, until I mimicked Mattias’ movements, bobbing my head each time he thrust, dragging my tongue along the underside of Caspian’s dick when Mattias’ withdrew.
I even added a swirl at the end, the same as Mattias had done to me, sharing memories of the pleasure with Caspian, who never stopped petting my hair.
Caspian came first and I eagerly swallowed his release until he went soft and whined that it was too much when I continued to suck him.
He could barely hold his head up, lips parted slightly as he fought to catch his breath.
I couldn’t, not when Mattias choose that moment to pick up the pace, rocking the bed while Caspian slid lower on my body.
I felt Mattias’ knot began to swell as I came, locking us together as he filled me moments later.
Everything froze. For a moment, for an hour, time became meaningless.
The next clear thought was so swirly I let it drift away, swallowed up by the pillow.
Everything was so soft it felt like my bones had turned to jelly, the weight of Caspian’s body, pinning me to the bed, his head resting right over my still hammering heart.
I felt Caspian’s fingers brush the side of my face and realized he was adjusting my eyepatch, which must have come loose when I’d been writhing on our mate’s cock.
“Thank you,” I murmured, catching his hand before he could finish. I tugged it to my lips, breathlessly kissing each fingertip, before removing the eyepatch myself.
It could stay off. The night wasn’t done yet.
I wanted more and I hadn’t been worried about it one bit.
That was a first for me and I didn’t want to go backward.
Not with them. Not now. Caspian kissed me as Mattias’ knot finally went down enough for him to withdraw it, then Caspian gasped and giggled.
“Tickles.”
“What?” I groaned.
“His hair. Tickles. On my back. Ohhh. Now he’s kissing me and it tickles too.”
How could a smile be both amusing and seductive? Caspian squirmed, arching away from Mattias, which rubbed his cock against mine as Mattias pulled him closer.
Oh shit.
No way.
Never in my wildest fucking dreams did this moment enter into play, by far the sexiest of the night, and there had been dozens already.
Mattias tugged us lower on the bed until I heard his feet hit the floor, even as Caspian’s cock teased my still sensitive entrance.
The new angle allowed me to watch in the mirror as Mattias licked a stripe up Caspian’s back.
Our protector mate loomed behind him like a tidal wave, majestic and rippling with energy, while Caspian proved that he could mimic as well as I could.
He dragged his tongue over my abs and up my chest, kissing my throat, nipping, the way Mattias did to the back of his neck.
That crazy loop of pleasure I’d experienced before had nothing on this, as Mattias tormented Caspian who tormented me, while I got the thrill of both feeling it and watching our reflections in the mirror.
Caspian’s cock entered me as Mattias took him from behind, controlling Caspian’s movements with his body.
Caspian laced his fingers with mine, pinning my hands over my head, our cries and moans mingling with Mattias’ grunts until it all blended into a roar of sound that might have been our dragons, echoing the pleasure we felt.
The night became an endless roll of it, until dawn spilled through the curtains as we lay sprawled, panting and tangled together, breathless and exhausted at last.
Guess they’d found a way to keep me in bed all night after all.
My dragons’ giggles rumbled through my head, followed by a stern admonishment as he announced that dragons didn’t giggle, then I gave in to the heavy fogginess in my brain and drifted off to sleep.
Ice cream.
Mattias had teased us with it and so many other things with his flyby during the most fabulous date night in the history of dates.
Didn’t matter that it had been my first date, giving me nothing to compare it to, the benchmark was set.
My eyepatch might be firmly affixed over my missing eye as we strolled through Dragon City hand in hand, but at home, I hadn’t put it back on and never intended to again.
We quickly discovered that keeping Caspian in the middle as we walked around helped prevent a dart and dash whenever he spotted something that caught his attention.
Unfortunately, we also discovered that I was the same way and right now I had my eyes on a storefront that had not been on our flight path.
Colorful tins adorned the window display in several shapes and sizes, under an awning that read gourmet popcorn.
Game on.
I forgot to look before I stepped off the curb, tugging Caspian with me, so we both got honked at as we zigzagged across the street.
It was only when Mattias’ hand slammed onto the wooden door I was attempting to open that I realized what I’d done.
One in look in those stormy, ocean hued eyes and I was immediately contrite.
“From here on out, I’m putting myself in the middle so I can hang on to both of you,” Mattias said, scowling at us. “There will be no more playing Frogger with the vehicles, got it?”
“Is it still playing Frogger if I didn’t jump on top of the car and ride it until I could jump on to the next one?” I asked, feeling a bit cheeky as I grinned up at him, but only in the hope that it would simmer him down.
It was working. I could tell by the way the corners of his lips twitched as he struggled to maintain his frown. Caspian was his complete undoing with the innocent question he posed.
“What’s Frogger and can I ride on top of a car too?”
Mattias snorted and let go of the door to press his hand to his face. “No, you cannot, but I will dust off the game system when we get home so you can see what I’m talking about.”
“Thank you,” Caspian said, going up on tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
Huffing, Mattias shook his head and opened the door for us. Inside, I was immediately hit with at least a dozen scents all at once, from sweet to savory. Moving around the room, I read the labels in front of the different tins.
“Hi, I’m Hazel. Welcome to our shop. My mate and I make everything from scratch, so if there are any that you’d like to sample, just let me know,” she said.
“All of them!” Caspian blurted. “Please. If that’s okay.”
“Yes please, what he said,” I declared, because there was no way that I was going to be able to choose a flavor or three without tasting them.
“Would you like to start with the sweet, or the cheesy?” Hazel asked.
“Sweet,” Caspian and I said, while Mattias replied “cheesy.”
“How about I start you with one of each,” Hazel replied, snickering as she headed to the back.
Everything turned out to be sixteen flavors ranging from jalapeno cheddar to cookies and cream.
Caspian and I chose three each, all different flavors, while Mattias grabbed three cheesy and the other ones that we hadn’t picked, so we’d have all of them to add to our growing collection of movie night treats.
We left them in the back of the SUV before continuing our exploration, popping in and out of shops when something caught our eye.
The baby boutique we’d flown past had a fuzzy hat in the window shaped like a starfish and Mattias’ hand tightened around mine.
I couldn’t tell if it was to keep me from pulling away from him again, or because he finally had the urge to rush off and inspect something, himself.
An image flashed through my head, shared by my dragon, from Mattias’, a wish he’d dared not hope for until recently.
I turned to face him and it took a moment for him to drag his gaze off that display to look down at me.
“Would you like to go in?” I asked.
I knew Caspian did, I could feel his Seadragons’ excitement and longing. He wanted that hat. So did I. But I waited to hear how our mate felt about it.
Relieved.
It washed over me in a gentle, rolling caress as Mattias nodded. “Very much so.”
This time I led.
Inside was as colorful as the popcorn shop had been.
Caspian headed for the hat, so that’s where we looked first, finding tiny starfish socks too, and a matching onesie.
This was too much fun. I spotted snowflake covered pajamas and a pacifier, pausing for a second to wonder if we should be shopping for dragonets we didn’t have yet.
We will. Get them.
Okay, dragon.
And the snowflake socks.
And the bear with the snowflake on his belly.
Now look, dragon.
Get it.
Fine. Anything else?
Not yet.
Someone brought me a basket and that’s when I noticed that Mattias and Caspian both carried one too.
I wasn’t the only mate excited about the possibilities and eagerly gave in to the temptation to indulge.
Whatever happened tomorrow, or weeks down the line, didn’t matter right now.
Today was about holding on to everything magical about this city and the compound that had become my home.
And my mates, who I loved with everything in my soul.