Page 38 of Driven by Dragonblood (Blood Born #3)

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B eing bonded to my mates was nothing like I had dreamed about.

I had imagined pure joy, zero doubt, and a total lack of all hesitancy or wariness. Unconditional love and acceptance. Unfathomable happiness, a sense of completeness at having fulfilled the beginning of my destiny.

Unfortunately for my own scattered thoughts, both Patrick’s and Jaxon’s accosted my mind, and I fought an upheaval of emotions I didn’t know how to deal with.

I wouldn’t fly off, though. I would stay and make things right, resolve the issue as Grandpapa had told me to do, as Jaxon had asked of me if I was ever again desperate to flee what I couldn’t make sense of or didn’t have answers for.

My alpha had asked for clarity on what had happened, but beyond explaining the facts about the dragonblood bonding process, I wasn’t sure what he needed to hear in order to ease his mind and make him accept what had occurred—and appreciate what fate had gifted him.

Two adoring mates who would lay down their lives for him. Worship the ground he walked on. Lavish love and affection to fill the void in his life I could now feel as though it had become my own.

I rubbed at my chest, swallowing hard, and forced myself to remain on my alpha’s lap where he’d settled me, regardless of his unrest. My inner beast prowled beneath my skin, her own flight instincts kicked into high gear.

We traversed a difficult path I never expected to walk upon once bonded with my mates, but I would not flee and inflict even more hurt on my beta, like I’d done the first time I’d selfishly abandoned him in my pain.

Lack of movement on my part allowed my beta to relax on the bed beside us—he trusted me with his heart, and I vowed silently, as I’d done before, never to leave him again.

My voice shook as I laid out the details I had learned in the books of my grandpapa’s library to our alpha.

Three destined mates, once bonded by blood, would be linked emotionally until their deaths.

The sharing of thoughts, feelings, hopes, and dreams couldn’t be erased as normal humans did once they fell out of love with or turned their backs on their partners.

“It’s an unbreakable bond,” he murmured once I finished, and I held out my hand to Jaxon, who lay a short distance away.

“Yes,” I whispered as our beta laced his fingers through mine and eased my emotional torment the slightest bit.

“For the duration of our lives,” Patrick murmured again as though speaking to himself.

I sat silent since he hadn’t asked a question, his heartbeat in tune with mine beneath my ear as he processed what I had shared, and the reality of how his existence had changed. His rambling thoughts over sanity versus madness slowed.

Accept , his beast urged him, and although a wave of relief poured through me at knowing a part of him gave into what fate had set before us as bonded mates, unrest festered in a section of Patrick’s soul that had been wounded subconsciously.

Jaxon squeezed my hand, a hint of coyness informing he was about to open his mouth— “Tell him about the whole dragon years versus human.”

I bit back my smile as our beta’s true intent came through loud and clear—along with the lustful path his thoughts took whenever it did with manipulation of a sexual sort.

But my sharing what he suggested wouldn’t be laced with ill intent upon my tongue. There would be no coercion, simply truth.

“Those with a higher percentage of dragonblood will live longer than others,” I said.

“Meaning?” Patrick asked, his hold still tender as his exhale stirred the hair atop my head.

“ Meaning ,” I continued slowly, while toying with the chain around his neck, my body responding to Jaxon’s heightening arousal, “in the natural, with my being more Blood Born than human, I would outlive both of you. But the substance of your seed will prolong our beta’s years and vice versa, so that we might have more time together. ”

“Our cum is the elixir of life for each other.” Jaxon’s eyes twinkled up at our alpha from where he sprawled beside us, his lips curled in a flirtatious smirk that made my core pulse with need.

Patrick groaned and shifted me against his thickening length. “I thought I knew what you were going to say before you did…this whole feeling your desires and hearing your thoughts shit is fucking crazy,” he muttered, shaking his head.

“Crazy good ,” Jaxon said, and I moved off Patrick’s lap as desire and a resulting vision of what I longed to experience filled my mind.

Wetness grew between my thighs .

Both my mates stared at me as I sat against the headboard, biting the inside of my lower lip.

“Fucking irresistible,” Patrick muttered while glancing at Jaxon as our beta pushed up to sit on his knees. “You know what she wants, right?”

“Fuck yeah, and I also can feel how badly you lust for the same,” Jaxon said, but withheld from reaching for our alpha, hands resting on his thighs, his cock throbbing against his lower abs.

One of Patrick’s eyebrows shot up. “Same as you, it would seem. Fuck it.” Gaze locked on our beta, he crawled the distance between them, powerful muscles held in check, same as my breath.

He claimed Jaxon’s mouth in a bruising kiss, and our beta sank beneath the onslaught until he sprawled on his back, hands grasping at Patrick, who settled his weight atop him.

They groaned as their bodies came together, and the burst of lust emanating through the bond caused my nipples to tighten. I pressed my thighs together to keep my arousal from trickling onto the bed.

Patrick growled, grinding his hips against Jaxon’s, their level of lust beyond what I had ever experienced before. Skin slickened, and I swore I could feel both of their shafts as though they were a physical part of me, sensually gliding against each other’s in a mess of pre-cum.

“Gonna blow if you keep that up,” Jaxon said the second Patrick allowed him breath.

“Not until I say so.” Patrick pushed up slightly and turned his body, facing Jaxon’s feet.

“Let’s fulfill that fantasy our female cooked up.

” His focus flitted toward me from where he knelt over our beta, dark blue eyes overrun by the black of his swollen pupils.

“Touch yourself, but no coming until we do. ”

I jerked my head up and down and spread my thighs wide, shaking fingers sliding down through my slick labia.

“Suck me, beta ,” Patrick ordered, his voice haggard as he lowered his body.

Jaxon held the base of his cock, pushing it up toward Patrick’s waiting mouth.

They closed over each other, and my moan mingled in the air with their deep groans.

Through our bond, I could taste the musky flavor of Patrick and Jaxon’s earthiness, both sweet and salty at the same time.

My mouth watered as I slid two fingers deep into my pussy, but it was the sight of my mates sucking each other, their lashing tongues and hollowed cheeks that heightened my need for release.

Jaxon teetered on the edge of climax, his whimpers and writhing beneath our alpha just as riveting as Patrick’s flexing ass shoving his cock down our beta’s welcoming throat.

Patrick’s hair fell forward, hiding most of his face, but his groans, his dragon’s simmering lust rose with its need to finish.

Patrick fought for control, wished to make us wait longer, but our need overrode him.

He thrust into Jaxon, his dragon roared, and cum erupted into both of their throats.

I cried out, a spasm ripping through my body as both my mates did the same, wetness soaking my hand, the taste of the men’s seed flooding my senses.

Euphoric tremors raced through our bond, their climaxes intensifying mine, yet leaving me unsatisfied as I gasped for breath. Still pulsing and wanting, I moved forward when Patrick lifted off Jaxon.

“Ride him,” he ordered, and I hurried to obey, needing Jaxon’s cock deep inside me.

I settled my thighs on either side of Jaxon’s, and he pulled me down, taking my mouth and filling my pussy with one slow glide as the lingering flavor of Patrick’s cum swept over my tongue.

More.

Patrick’s dragon growled his agreement with my desire, and he settled behind me, his hands on my ass cheeks as Jaxon continued to slowly fuck in and out of me. Our alpha spread me wide, his thumbs rubbing over my puckered hole.

I tore my mouth from Jaxon’s swollen lips. “Take what your dragon wants.”

With a groan, Patrick moved closer and rubbed his cock along Jaxon’s as our beta pulled out of my core.

“You’re so wet,” Patrick murmured, and Jaxon clenched his jaw, his passion-hazed eyes holding my gaze.

“ So wet,” he repeated, his fingers sliding along either side of Jaxon’s cock where it disappeared into my body.

“And how the fuck am I still hard? Christ.”

“Mmm.” Our alpha removed his touch, and Jaxon pushed in deeper.

Wetness smeared over my puckered hole, and I dropped my head, eyes closed as Patrick pressed two fingers into my body to stroke along the thin skin inside me, separating him from Jaxon’s shaft.

“Fuck,” Jaxon said through clenched teeth, his voice strangled. His dick pulsed against my inner walls as Patrick’s fingers slid along his length through a mere membrane a second time. “Sadist,” he breathed, and Patrick chuckled.

“You seem to bring out that side of me,” our alpha stated.

“Please,” I whimpered, trying to fuck myself on his fingers.

“Have to stretch you first,” Patrick said through clenched teeth while scissoring me open, and I shook my head.

“Dragonblood heals quickly—I won’t be in pain for more than a single inhale. I need you— please , my alpha.”

“Irresistible,” he muttered .

Patrick’s fingers slipped from my ass, but the much larger head of his cock moved against me, smearing a mess of pre-cum over my hole as my beta fucked up into me with a groan. “Stop moving, Jaxon.”

Jaxon stilled immediately, concern filling his chest, clear through to mine.

Patrick pushed forward slowly. “Breathe,” he murmured as Jaxon’s thought to do the same flitted through my head.

As though they controlled my body, my muscles relaxed, and my lungs flooded with oxygen when I hadn’t realized I held my breath.

Yessss.

Patrick notched the flared head of his cock in my ass and hissed as I tried to press back to stuff myself as my dragon desired. “Hold still ,” he repeated, swatting my ass without force, and Jaxon groaned, his cock twitching inside me at the sting on my backside from our alpha’s palm.

“Hurry the fuck up,” our beta ordered, and Patrick’s dragon snickered.

His thought of punishment for Jaxon’s bossiness sent a rush of shared arousal through us, and our alpha sank deeper, stretching my hole to accommodate his girth. “Move, Jaxon,” he said, his voice ragged, revealing the tight hold he had on himself.

Jaxon pulled from my warmth, and Patrick sank in, his balls resting against my body. As he dragged backward, Jaxon thrust in.

Dizzy on our shared lust, I couldn’t voice my need. Knowing they felt what I did, I gave over to their use of my body, the weight of Patrick against my back, Jaxon’s hard muscle beneath me. This was what I had dreamed of and hoped for.

A feeling of home radiating among us as we shared heated breaths, unrest quieted in our moment of gifting one another pleasure.

My mates rocked in and out of me in opposing movements, exquisite friction sweeping me up until I panted and whimpered, begging my need to come between their sweat-slickened bodies.

“P—please.” I licked my dry lips, tasting the salt on Jaxon’s neck from where my face burrowed.

More.

Harder.

Faster.

My mates gave me what my beast requested, fucking into me with abandon, their grunts and groans heightening my readiness to come.

The slapping of flesh, the musky scent of our fucking, the shared passion among us…

Their desire to protect and care for me poured into me from both sides, my heart and mind linking alpha to beta.

Come as one , Patrick’s inner beast demanded, and all three of us gave him what he required of us.

The noises of release flooding my ears weren’t human, the force of pulsing cum filling my body, shuddering me in their tight hold.

I rode the wave of my climax, my eyes clenched shut as Patrick took Jaxon’s mouth over my shoulder, swallowing his cries, their shared orgasms prolonged by the dragonblood coursing through their arteries.

We stilled, in what felt like hours later, a heap of sweaty, exhausted bodies, physically connected, but emotionally bound together as well.

Exactly as we were meant to be.

I smiled as my mates’ dragons whispered their agreement with mine.