“Let’s start with a bath,” Slade suggested, and I wondered if he could feel my tension.
It would explain why he chose one of my happy places to kick this all off.
He strode down a white-tiled hall, and I found myself wrapped in Talon’s arms as we followed. My wolf whined, and I almost laughed at how badly we wanted to claim our final two mates, even if we were nervous as fuck.
We passed multiple bedrooms until we reached one so large it had to be the main. Unlike Slade’s room in our house, there was no computer equipment in here. All it held was a bed large enough to be two kings pushed together, decked out in black satin bedding.
The bank of windows were unadorned by curtains, showcasing theworld below. We were high enough that no one else could see us up here, which gave the illusion that no one else existed.
Slade didn’t pause at the view, continuing into the ensuite bathroom. The bedroom carpet was plush under my boots, and the fact that I was only half-dressed hadn’t really registered until I noticed my shoes. These alphas frazzled me in a way I had no experience with, and no skills to overcome. Maybe I never would learn how to function around them, but there were worse things than being frazzled by the beauty, power, and strength of your mates.
Talon’s combat boots clanked on the tiles, but none of us left any dirt in our wake, as the dragons continued to clean as they moved. The lighting adjusted under their command, and they wisely chose just enough illumination for ambience without being overly bright.
Slade’s bathroom was a designer’s dream of black marble, with lightning strikes of grey, white, and gold through the veins. It was half the size of the bedroom and had what looked like a small wading pool at one end. If that was the bath, it would take a week just to fill it.
Slade hit a button and adjusted the temperature as water fell from two large faucets and the ceiling.Okay, maybe not a week after all.
When he was finished with the bath, he gave me his full focus, and I swallowed roughly as intensity pulsed in the air. Talon pressed into my spine, his arms wrapped around me in a firm but not overpowering hold. The dragons were always careful with their strength around me, even as I felt the barely leashed power behind their grip.
I’d also seen Slade crush a skull with his bare hands.
The same hands which were about to touch me in a completely different way. He reached out and brushed his fingers across my shoulders, slipping the bra straps down until the full swell of my breasts came into view.
Talon’s hand caressed my stomach, his lips lowering to press against my bare shoulder. Slade dropped his head as well to taste my skin, getting low enough to scrape the edge of my nipple, which shot tingles down to my core. “You taste sweet, Snow,” he groaned, the rumble in his voice vibrating over my sensitive nerve endings.
“Like fucking heaven and damnation wrapped up in one pretty package,” Talon breathed, lapping at the side of my throat.
My core throbbed with enough force to almost knock me down. There was no relief, not even when I squeezed my thighs tightly. I’dnever felt this unhinged and desperate, as I fought my desire to claw their clothes off.
When a whimpering plea sprang from my lips, Slade chuckled, the sound one of dark satisfaction. “Patience, Omega. The journey is as important as the destination.”
I couldn’t argue, but this girl needed snacks for her journey.
Two huge snacks to be accurate.
My limbs were heavy, and felt beyond my control as the twins slowly, piece by piece, stripped the rest of my clothes from me. Talon might be letting Slade dictate the pace, but he was just as dominant in his own way.
They were hungry beasts too. Their teeth and tongues traced every piece of skin they exposed. I’d never been stripped so slowly and thoroughly in my life. By the time I stood naked before them, I was panting and my body thrummed and ached. The low lights in here highlighted the gleaming paths they’d traced over my skin, and none of us could miss the arousal slipping down my thighs.
Neither of them had touched me anywhere too intimate yet, but they were getting closer to my core, and I was a hot, needy, dripping mess.
“This is the type of torture that I crave and despise,” I cried, my legs shaking under me. I dug my nails into my palms until I drew blood, but it didn’t remotely squash the roaring need. “I’m dying here.”
Slade’s growl was a loud snap with bathroom acoustics. “You’re not dying today or any day. Everyone else in the world will be dead first.”
“Agreed,” Talon bit out. “We should just kill them all first to ensure her safety.”
Ah, my psychopathic dragon shifters. Their version of love was terrifying andexhilarating.
Murder plans were put on hold when Slade pulled off his shirt, and then when Talon joined him I was a goner, mesmerized and obsessed. The need to touch them just about floored me.
My gaze took in their massive, bronze chests, and the only differences were the piercings and the tattoos on Slade?—
“Wait,” I whispered, stepping closer. “You added to your tattoo?”
Between the two raging beasts, where only darkness had existed, was now a glowing white wolf.My wolf?
I reached out to touch it, before jerking my hand away as a force of habit. Slade captured my fingers though, slamming our joined palms against his hard, burning chest. Right on the wolf.
