Her climax hits like dragonfire, her body convulsing and shuddering with such intensity that even my monstrous strength barely restrains her. She clenches around me, hot and wet, and I roar with my release.
My spine arches. Fire bursts from me, lighting the cave in a spray of glowing silver and gold. My cock thickens at the base, swelling into that firm, pulsing knot that locks us together, sealing us.
She cries out again in pure, shattering ecstasy. Her back bows, her mouth open in a silent scream as my knotexpands, anchoring us. Magic floods her in glowing streams of heat coursing into her womb, her heart, her soul.
Runes bloom across her skin, etching her with my mark, obsidian, and silver, sliding themselves down her spine where the alpha mate mark lives. Her chest glows with the imprint of our bond, an unbreakable thread of power interlacing across her ribs.
Darial groans softly, overcome, and buries his face in her neck. “She’s glowing. Fuck, Kelan. She’s lit up like a goddess.”
“I feel it,” Aura gasps, tears flowing from her eyes. “I feel everything.”
When I collapse next to her, still joined by my knot, I pull her into my arms. My wings fold around her, a cocoon of protective shadow.
She’s shaking from aftershocks that travel through her body, causing it to clamp around my knot, over and over. I grit my teeth as the rising tide of another release surges along my spine. I fill her again, and she groans, writhing on me like she wants more. I grip her face and kiss her, but it doesn’t calm her. Instead, she jerks against me, until I spill inside her again.
“Fuck,” Ronyn says, caressing her back, over the newly etched runes which mark her as ours. “She must be full by now.”
I flip onto my back, taking Aura with me so she’s straddling my hips. I stroke a taloned finger down the center of her body, between her round breasts marked with splashes of firelight, to her belly, which bulges with my seed.
“Be still, mate,” I command as she continues to shift and whimper. “You’re full to bursting. The knot won’t bind us for much longer, and then Darial and Ronyn will satisfy yourhunger.” I circle a nipple with my claw, watching it tighten. With my forked tongue, I tease it until she arches her spine, crying out to the goddess. My knot releases, and I shift until my tail emerges behind me. I wrap it around her, bring her flush with my body, and use my arms to rise. When we separate, the flood that will spill from between her thighs will ruin the furs.
She gasps as I carry her across the cave. It’s only when we’re over a narrow shaft that disappears into darkness that I lift her from me. The rush of fluids leaves her, and her body sags against mine. I let my body return fully to its human form so I can cradle her against me.
“Aura,” I murmur against her damp temple. I lift a strand of her hair, finding it has darkened during our coupling. She’s absorbed some of my obsidian.
“The claim is complete.”
She moans softly as I lower her back to the furs, and Darial curls against her back, his lips brushing her shoulder, golden eyes wide with awe. Ronyn stretches out on her other side, one arm draped possessively over her waist, the other cupping her breast, thumbing gently at the hard peak still flushed from use.
“You took him like a queen,” Ronyn murmurs, voice ragged.
Aura blushes, breathless. “I didn’t know I could be like this. Like I’m burning and flying and… safe.”
“You’re home,” I murmur against her temple.
Ronyn turns her, pressing his cock against her ass, teeth scraping lightly at her shoulder. “She’s still so wet, Kelan. So fucking open.”
“She isn’t done,” Darial adds. “And neither are we.”
Her body trembles between them in readiness, and thedragon in me stirs again, because it seems that once isn’t enough for a mate like Aura, or for an alpha dragon lord like me.
16
DARIAL
She is molten between us. Kelan’s magic still glows faintly beneath her skin, the silver runes radiating with the memory of pleasure. And yet, when she turns her face toward me, lips parted and eyes filled with need, I see no fear of what’s coming next.
Just want.
And goddess, I want her.
Ronyn moves beside me, his shoulders hunched as a predator waiting to pounce. His amber eyes blaze, and a shimmer of heat coils from his skin. Steam rises where his palm rests on Aura’s thigh, and I don’t miss the shudder that goes through her when he growls.
“You ready for both of us, little flame?”
Aura blushes. But she nods. Brave girl.
“I want you,” she whispers. “Both of you.”
