"I know, but I'm ready now."
Taking him at his word, Rai slid in slowly until his balls slapped Jory's ass. Jory let out a groan of need, of want, of desire.
"That's it, honey, take all of me."
Raiston slid out slowly until Jory was certain he felt every vein in the other man's cock. Need shivered up his spine, causing little bumps of desire to coat his skin.
"Come on, Rai, give it to me; make me yours!" Jory demanded.
He could almost hear the snapping of Rai's control. In and out, with powerful rhythmic bursts, Rai pounded inside Jory as if his next movement was as essential to life as his next heartbeat.
Time had no meaning until Val gripped his face and kissed him, sending Jory careening over the edge.
While his vision was clearing, he heard Rai grunt as he came.
"That was so hot," Val said. With only a towel wrapped around the hard body, he leaned down, placing a kiss on Jory's lax lips.
"Mmm," he responded. His body too relaxed to do anything. "Next time you can join."
The duke laughed as he pressed a kiss to Joriah's cheek. "There's something you should know, treasure. You and I are mates, and you and Rai are mates, but Rai and I will never be mates. The most you can hope for is that we don't kill each other."
A chill filled Jory's soul as he turned to Rai. "He's right, my sweet. We'll tolerate each other for your sake, but we'll never be lovers. There's no sexual connection between us."
That made Jory inexplicably sad. Blinking back tears, he slid out of the bed and away from the men. "I'm going to take a shower." He didn't look at either man as he left the room.
When he came back out, Rai was gone. Val was already dressed but sitting on the bed. He stood up as Jory approached and gave him a soft kiss. "Don't go anywhere without your guards," he demanded before walking out the door himself.
Chapter Eleven
Jory stepped out of Rai's suite of rooms. Over the past few days, he'd taken turns going from Rai's room to Val's even though they all ended up in the same bed before the night was over. It was a territorial thing between the two dragonkin. Jory was tempted to knock out a few walls and make an entirely new suite.
He made a note to talk to them about it later.
Glancing around, he saw the usual dozen or so guards lined the hall.
"Do any of you know where Rai went?"
The tall lanky one nodded and pointed to the left. "He had a meeting."
Excellent. Jory couldn't stop the smile on his face, even though he wasn't quite in the clear. "And Val?" Once again, tall and skinny spoke. "I saw him follow Rai."
"Perfect."
With a smile, Jory headed right, only to be pulled back by a large hand on his shoulder.
He jerked away. "Don't touch me," Jory snarled. Since mating, it felt wrong to let others besides his mates have physical contact with him.
The soldier held up his hands, watching Jory warily. "I was wondering why you cared where they went."
"Well…Val said if I wandered out without an escort he was going to tie me up and spank my ass, and Rai agreed, but since they both deserted me, and left me to my own devices, I'm going to explore. I only have one week before the bonding ceremony, and my mating gifts aren't ready."
"We'll go with you." The tall one's voice was as hard as his brown eyes.
"Forget it. I don't need babysitting. I'm just going to head to the market and find my mates gifts."
"I'm not going to report to the king that I let you leave unescorted. I'm Revyn, and these men are Mal and Trius. We will be your escorts."
Jory puffed up in anger. "I doubt I need that much escorting." Really, did they think he was going to make off with the royal serving ware?
