Page 46 of Driven by Dragonblood (Blood Born #3)

Patrick

I parked along the cul-de-sac, and the second I stepped from my car, the delicious, combined scents of both Jaxon and Primrose flooded my nose. A jumble of emotions reached through the energy linking us that had been absent with the distance between us.

I couldn’t make sense of the noise in my head and heart, but one thing I knew for certain. Prim had definitely found Jessie in my bed.

And Jaxon’s instincts to protect our female were a beautiful force of nature that made my dick hard.

I climbed the stairs to his apartment’s balcony, desperate to ease and quiet the bond among us.

My beta wrenched the door open as I lifted my hand to knock, his fist hitting me at the same time as the full brunt of his anger did.

Stars erupted in my eyesight, pain radiating clear through my head at the inhuman impact against my cheek.

I stumbled backward onto my ass.

“Fucking asshole.” Jaxon’s growl didn’t hide the simmering lust inside him as he towered over me, completely naked, the energy between us vibrating and zapping with electrical charges that caused my hair to stand on end.

The beast inside me slithered in darkness, hissing, curling in readiness to strike—and fuck.

“Jaxon!” Primrose pushed past him. She, too, filled with desire from being close to her alpha, but hurt swirled thick and acidic beneath, making my chest cave in.

“Who the fuck is she, Doc?” Jaxon’s anger lay like a black cloud over me, shrouding Prim’s more tender emotions as she knelt beside me and gently touched where Jaxon had hit me, uncaring of her own nakedness.

“Ex-girlfriend. She means nothing to me.”

“Bullshit.”

I stood, Primrose’s hands falling away from me.

“You bonded us together, but you’re holding back.

” Jaxon glowered, hands fisted at his sides, the truth of his claim one hundred percent true.

“Why the fuck should we believe you? Huh? She’s closer to your age—fucking safe for your upstanding, professional facade of a life.

Selfish prick. You don’t care about anyone but yourself. Fucking coward .”

He knew the truth of what Jessie used to be and no longer was to me.

He could hear my every thought, how his poking at my fears hurt me.

My boy needed an outlet for his anger, and I would give him exactly what he required to make this right.

I leaped forward, barreling into his chest, sending us tumbling through his door and onto the apartment floor. I landed a soft hit to his stomach while burying my face in his neck—goddamn delicious-smelling and bite-able.

“Fuck you, Doc.” Jaxon slammed a fist into my side, hating that I was taking it easy on him.

“You want pain?” I yanked his head back by a firm grip on his hair, my breath ripping from my lungs as his fist connected with my gut. I returned the favor, showing my teeth as my inner beast chuckled in delight, driving me toward violence.

I grunted as we rolled, our hard cocks pressed against each other with only my slacks between us, our hips grinding with the desire to fuck even as fists flew. I ended up on top and shoved a thigh between Jaxon’s bare legs while grabbing his wrists and pinning them to the floor alongside his head.

Our heated gazes locked.

Arousal thickened the air between us, making breathing difficult. He didn’t melt into the floor at my show of dominance, but some of the tightness in his chest that in turn hurt mine eased.

“Keep your hands there,” I said with a growl, and he obeyed as I sat on my haunches to free my straining dick. “This what you want, Jaxon?” I slid the mess of leaking pre-cum down over my length.

He glared up at me even as I could feel the moisture flooding his mouth. “Fuck you.”

“In your dreams, boy.” I huffed, still short of breath.

Lust rocketed among the three of us regardless of my denial of the underlying desire behind his words.

Primrose’s whimper behind us was like an accelerant to flame, making me bookmark for later the need to question the claim I made.

Jaxon grinned up at me, anger’s fire still bright in his eyes as my dick pulsed pre-cum onto my waiting fingers.

I narrowed my gaze. “This is the only lube you’re getting, boy.”

“We both know that isn’t the punishment you think it is—fucking give it to me.” He grabbed the backs of his knees, showing me his little pink pucker. “All at once. I want the pain.”

Take .

Own.

I crowded close, holding the tip of my cock to his asshole, too overcome with need to argue with him.

I shoved in, and he gasped, his body tensing.

“You asked for this,” I said through clenched teeth, planking over him and pulling out to the head, “so take it.” Another thrust buried me in his ass.

“Fuck,” he groaned, fingers turning white from how harshly he gripped his thighs.

He was going to need something to focus on in order to survive what I had in store for him.

I slapped his hands away, controlling his thighs, grabbing hold with a firm grip that would leave fingerprints in his skin for me to appreciate later. “Sit on his face, Primrose.”

My dragon growled, rumbling my chest as our female obeyed my command, spreading her legs and settling over Jaxon, her wide, golden-eyed gaze latched on my face mere inches from hers, pulse thrumming in her neck.

An audible inhale sounded from Jaxon, and he groaned as the scent of strawberries flooded my nose. “Love your smell, sweetheart.”

I clenched my jaw against releasing early while dragging my cock out from the hot clutch of Jaxon’s hole.

He clamped his arms around Primrose’s thighs, and the second his tongue dove deep into her pussy, her sweet, juicy tang flooded my senses.

All three of us moaned at the same time, a shudder rippling through us like a wave.

Grabbing her flowing hair, I yanked her toward me, taking her mouth in a bruising kiss as I fucked into Jaxon exactly like he needed.

His inner beast begged for more, and the darkness inside me roused in strength as it always did in their presence, but this time, growling with violence, gnashing teeth with desire to tear into flesh.

I slammed into Jaxon, and he grunted a curse against our female’s pussy. “Gonna rip this ass in two.” I stuffed him full, pulled back, and repeated the motion, slamming my groin against his body.

Lust swelled faster than any rising tide, beasts and humans yearning for completion and the fulfillment we would feel once emotions quieted.

But not yet.

I was in control—this would go my way, end how I wished.

I pulled away from Primrose’s mouth and sat back, holding Jaxon’s thighs wide to the point I could feel his pain, watching my dick disappear into his ass with every forceful stab, my own twitching and tingling.

I’d never seen anything so goddamn sexy. Never heard sounds like those pouring from both of their lips as I speared into my beta’s guts over and over again with harsh thrusts that ripped the air from his lungs and almost made me wish I had something up my own ass.

“Oh, fuck, yeah, Patrick,” he murmured against Primrose’s succulent flesh. “Right the fuck there.”

My balls tightened, the base of my spine tingling at the same time as his.

“Fuck.” I leaned down, sprawled over Jaxon’s chest, trapping his dick between our abs, and shoved my mouth onto Primrose’s clit as she rode his face, his tongue flicking up along mine to gather her sweetness and swallow it down.

Our female shuddered, her hands ripping at my hair. “Please…alpha, please. Patrick!”

I plowed into Jaxon hard enough his body slid along the floor, causing a delicious ache through his spine and mine.

Now .

Both of my mates obeyed the command.

Primrose’s cream coated our hungry tongues.

Jaxon shot off between our stomachs.

The coaxing pulls of his ring milked my shaft, and my balls erupted, spunk shooting deep into his ass.

Shared gasps and climactic pulses settled that same sense of rightness over all three of us, like when we had bonded.

A cocoon of warmth and soothing love flowed through the energy, even as our releases heightened each other’s.

Dizziness swept through me until I planked over my beta, balls wrung dry.

Tingles raced through my blood, and I hung my head, arms shaking to keep me from collapsing.

My inner beast purred, curling up inside the void where I couldn’t be bothered to lock him away completely.

Jaxon clenched his hole around me, and my oversensitive dick twitched.

“Fuck.” I shuddered, my humanity alone ready to take a belt to his backside.

“Later,” he promised, his plan to give me further reason to punish his fine ass simmering in the back of his mind.

My beast’s interest piqued, and my dick attempted to revive at the thought of appeasing my sadistic nature now that my beta had learned how to submit to his masochistic side.

A wave of arousal flickered through the bond, but deeper matters tugged at both of my mates’ hearts, requiring these animalistic urges to wait.

I lifted my head to focus on Primrose, where she knelt over Jaxon’s face, his tongue lazing over her folds with small licks meant to clean, not arouse.

Golden eyes, tear-hazed and aching like her heart, peered into my soul, searching for answers.

Pressing my lips against her palm, I pulled out of our beta, the sight of his abused hole leaking my seed satisfying as fuck. But the smears of his cum over the bumps and valleys along his core made my mouth water.

Mine.

Taste.

I licked up his torso, gathering his life-giving essence on my tongue, holding it there long enough I could enjoy the earthy flavor of him before swallowing it down.

He groaned against Primrose’s pussy, his cock thickening, his arousal stirring my own.

I backed away, smacking his ass as I went.

He chuckled, and Primrose curled up beside him on the floor. She reached for his shaft.

“Leave it,” I commanded.

She obeyed while Jaxon hissed his displeasure.

I left them for the tiny bathroom and cleaned myself before wetting two towels for them.

Jaxon sprawled unmoved when I returned, eyes closed and brow dented—dick still hard. His restful mind and the purr of his dragon allowed me to attend to our female first since she required the soothing that only a complete story would provide.

“I kicked Jessie out the same day I met Jaxon,” I said, kneeling to wipe between Primrose’s thighs even though our beta had already cleaned her with his tongue.

A cocky grin curled Jaxon’s lips as satisfaction curled deep inside him.

“You had nothing to do with that choice. She was on her way out already.” I set him straight, tossing the second towel onto his stomach, deciding his cocky ass could clean up the mess I’d made of his hole.

“I’m not all that?” Jaxon said, using sensual glides of the towel over his abs rather than efficient swipes to rid himself of my cum like I’d intended for him to do .

“You’re hot as fuck, and you know it,” I muttered, standing over them.

“So are you, old man.” He tossed the sticky towel aside, leaving his swollen pucker as-is, sticky and wet from my spend.

I narrowed my gaze, considering everything we needed to discuss, everything I needed answers to. Words in my head warred with the ridiculous, insatiable desire to fuck him again while he slid his tempting cock into our female.

A hint of jealousy lingered within Primrose, so I turned my focus on her, ignoring our insatiable beta.

His needs could wait.

Hers could not.