Page 35 of Drawn by Dragonblood (Blood Born #1)

Elijah

S he tasted like spring flowers and sunshine—and she owned my heart the second she opened to my tongue to deepen our kiss. While Jon stirred lust and my violent nature, Dakota soothed, eased the darkness within me, and I wanted to weep from the depth of my need for her.

The evening prior, I’d been desperate to lessen the burn in my blood and had taken to the sky to allow my beast his freedom away from our mates as was safest for the time being.

The bond among us had strengthened in our finding mutual release but not nearly enough for me to be completely honest about what I was along with who they both were to me.

I’d lost control in the weight room, or rather, the beast side of me had taken over briefly as I’d painted our female with my seed.

Both she and Jon had tasted my cum again in my weakness, Dakota much more than him before I’d gained control over my impatient beast and stopped them. I’d wondered at her bright-eyed gaze while Jon had lain like a dead man on her breast, lapping at what would deny him free will.

My dragon had roared inside me at the sight, begging my human vocal cords to demand they swallow down every drop, flood their senses with us, begin the process of creating a bond so tight that only death had the power to part us.

My alpha father had done away with the practice of compulsion while I’d been but a youngster who had just learned what sex was, but I’d felt the animalistic instinct deep inside of me, clawing to be set free.

I’d teetered on the edge of losing my humanity but had found the strength to deny my beast and wipe our mates clean with my shirt.

Need .

The beast’s word was nothing but a whisper in my head now with the softness in my arms, the sweet breath of Dakota caressing my lips.

I held her face in my hands, angling her to deepen the kiss that overwhelmed my mind and sent pulses down through my dick with the yearning to sink into her wet heat and gift her our seed.

Jon and I had made a plan, and his command had set it in motion, but I never expected to be so caught up from kissing her alone. My entire body shook from the potent energy we created, and I lusted to give Dakota the fantasy that Jon said she’d admitted to having.

He approached and moved his wife’s hair off her neck, and I slid my hands back down to her waist again, itching to reach behind her for my beta. A sexy moan eased past Dakota’s lips against mine.

Jon’s hand moved between us, and she gasped, tearing her mouth from mine and tilting her head back onto his shoulder.

“So wet,” he murmured while moving his lips over her neck in open-mouthed kisses that left traces of saliva among her skin.

I yanked her body closer, trapping Jon’s hand between her thighs and my cock.

“Mmm.” He caught my gaze, wrapped his other arm around her waist, and grabbed my length. “Someone likes the taste of my wife.”

Dakota wiggled between us, her moan jerking my cock in Jon’s hold, but I kept my focus on his face rather than closing my eyes and giving over to his hand moving along the front of my shorts. I released Dakota and grasped at Jon’s ass, keeping the three of us connected.

Kiss .

Jon blinked as though he heard my dragon’s plea, his lips parting.

Our mouths crashed together over Dakota’s shoulder. With teeth and tongue we warred but not for dominance. Lost in a haze of lust at having Jon’s mouth and Dakota’s lush body pressed against mine, a growl escaped my throat.

“Hot,” Dakota whispered, grinding against the hands trapped between us.

Jon and I had come up with a plan to please his wife, but our lust wouldn’t allow moving to my bedroom. I tore my mouth off Jon’s. “Take off your shorts,” I said, moving him back slightly.

As of the same mind, he stepped away and pushed them to the floor, freeing his cock.

I grasped the front of my shirt Dakota wore and ripped it down the front. Her breasts hung plump, ripe, and ready for my teeth, but I desired more. She worked the shirt off her arms, her passion-hazed, green eyes staring up into my face, swollen lips parted.

My claws wanted to expand and shred my shorts, and jaw clenched, I pushed them down with my hands instead.

“Come here,” I murmured with a rumble, grasping her waist once more and pulling her up into my arms.

“Yes.” Dakota wrapped her legs around me, and I held her thighs, the tip of my cock against her soaked pussy.

She gasped and tensed, but Jon pressed along her back again, his hands snaking around her torso to palm her breasts. “Do you want Elijah’s big dick inside you, baby?” he whispered against her ear as she stared up at me, pupils dilated, pulse thrumming in her neck.

She bit her lower lip.

“Be honest, Dakota—tell us what you desire.” Jon pushed when she didn’t answer.

“Yes,” she whispered.

Jon gathered her breasts in his hands and thumbed over her nipples, his attention flicking to my face, blue eyes filled with icy fire. “Fuck my wife, Elijah.”

A rush of pure ecstasy rode over me at his command.

I wanted her too much to put him in his place.

I lowered her slowly, my jaw clenched as her tight heat sucked me in.

Soaked and slick, she welcomed my entire length with a low groan, blinking as the base of my cock rested against her swollen labia.

My inner beast shuddered, causing a ripple of goose bumps to erupt over my entire body.

Ours.

Not mine—not his—but ours. Mine and Jon’s. Three dragonblood.

My throat went tight, my eyes stinging.

“So beautiful,” I croaked, peering deep into the glowing green eyes of the one I’d been dreaming of for close to five hundred years. “Perfect in every way—our sweet female.”

“Mmm.” Jon reached beneath her spread legs and slid his fingers along where we joined. “He’s stretching you good, isn’t he?” He pushed his finger in alongside my cock.

She gasped and arched in my hold as I hissed over having his finger stroke over my length. “God, yes.”

We were both inside her?—

Breed !

I gritted my teeth, focusing on Jon’s finger pressing against my throbbing length in her tight sheath.

Promising my inner beast we would one day do that very thing, I focused on the present and turning our female’s fantasy into reality.

I flexed my hips, nudging deep inside her, and she shuddered, her eyes closing, head tipping back onto Jon’s shoulder again. The pulse in her neck caused my mouth to water, made me want to sink my teeth into her soft flesh.

Bite.

Claim.

Jon slid his finger out to play with her clit, and I immediately felt the loss of his touch along my shaft.

Focusing on that thump beneath her skin, the knowledge of what flowed beneath, I lifted her body in a slow, languid fashion and let her sink back onto my aching length. I lusted to thrust, to fuck into her deeply and hard, to fill her with my seed.

Need .

Swallowing hard, I gentled my hold on her thighs and continued to fuck up into the satiny perfection of her body. She’d been made for me, a perfect fit, but I knew she would stretch to accommodate her husband’s girth alongside mine when the time came.

And it would.

No doubt troubled my mind.

Fate would have her way, and I would fully claim the two she’d meant for me and the future of the Blood Born.

“Not going to last,” Dakota whispered and sucked her lower lip between her teeth as I continued to work her on my cock.

Jon trailed kisses along her neck while continuing to stroke around where I fucked into her slick heat. “Come if you need to. Soak Elijah’s cock with your cum, baby.”

“Oh...”

I thrust a few times with slow tenderness, and she whimpered at the combined stimulation from both of us.

“Pinch my clit—” She shrieked as Jon did just that, a gush of wetness rushing over my shaft and down my balls.

My jaw ached, but I continued my slow assault even though she thrashed between our bodies, crying out with each pulse of her pussy around my length.

“You’re killing him, baby.” Jon chuckled, and I glared at him as Dakota shuddered in my arms. He slid his hand down, smearing her cum all over my balls, and gently squeezed.

“Fuck,” I growled the word and thrust hard into Dakota on instinct, pulling another deep moan from her chest. “Don’t tease me,” I said, piercing my beta with my stare.

He held my gaze and squeezed my balls again, causing a low hiss to leak between my clenched teeth. “You’re going to take me too,” he said, leaning into Dakota’s ear while smirking at me.

She whimpered and dug her fingernails into my biceps as I pulled out of her heat, keeping the swollen head of my cock nestled in its home.

“Such a sticky mess...” Jon wrapped his hand around the base of my cock. “Mmm.” He released his hold on me, and I lowered her once more, letting her rest against my groin.

Jon shifted away from us, his attention on Dakota’s ass as he fiddled with a bottle of oil.

“Are you all right?” I asked, pulling her chest against mine.

“Yes.” Her eyelids fluttered upward, and the passion in her eyes mirrored the desire swirling within me to own her soul.

I licked along her lips, sinking into her mouth when she opened to me. Sweetness burst over my tongue, the spring-like scent of her filling my lungs and soothing the beast prowling beneath my skin, demanding I bind the two of them for eternity.

Soon , I promised him, my heart soaring higher than we had flown in the earth’s atmosphere.

“Need to stretch you, baby.” Jon’s whisper sounded close to my ear, and Dakota relaxed in my arms as he rubbed slick fingers over my firm balls and taint before retreating.

She shuddered, and I groaned at the feel of Jon’s finger easing into her body, a mere membrane away from my cock. “Oh, God.”

More .

“Okay?” He checked in with her while my dragon prowled inside me, desperate and salivating to become one with my mates.

“Mmmhmm.” She hummed, and Jon pressed in deeper, stroking along my length, our female’s skin the only thing separating us.

I hissed, pre-cum pulsing from my shaft into her body.