Page 78 of Dragon Me Through Space

Wayne moved a bit and I cried out in pleasure.

“So beautiful,” Gage praised. “Look at you taking Wayne’s knot and bearing two of our marks now. Do you want another mark, mate?”

I nodded. “Please.” The sudden urge to be marked by all of them, to be permanently bound to them was a little frightening, but honestly it felt … right. Being theirs, being bound to them sounded amazing.

As it was, I was tempted to open the necklace and fully bind us, but part of me was still worried that things might change once we landed on Drakorantia. Until we did, I was going to wait.

“Oh, I like it when you beg,” Zeke said, “but you never need to beg with me.” He grabbed my hand and flicked his tongue across the inside of my wrist. “I think my mark would look perfect here, what do you think, mate?”

“Yes,” I gasped and ground against Wayne. He moaned and growled, his grip tightening on my hips. I could feel his ridges flaring within me and it made me grind harder.

Gage removed his clothes and stepped into the shower, which was definitely above capacity now with three Dragonkin inside of it. Dropping to his knees, he flicked his tongue across my clit, making me moan and jerk against Wayne, though there was no way I could dislodge him with his knot so swollen within me.

“Let’s make our mate come again so I can mark her,” Zeke said.

“With pleasure,” Gage said and sucked on my clit while gripping himself.

Zeke kissed me and guided my free hand to his erection.

Wayne pumped as much as he could with his knot within me while Gage licked me and Zeke kissed me like he was starving.

Someone or someones, gripped my breasts, kneading them with firm strokes, and it was only a matter of seconds before my orgasm built and crested.

As I opened my mouth to scream my pleasure, Zeke bit the inside of my wrist, marking me.

Wayne roared as he found his release and we all panted in the steam of the shower.

“One more mark,” Zeke said and licked the small wound on my wrist he’d just made.

“Take a deep breath,” Wayne ordered me.

I did, but still gasped when he pulled free of me.

“Wayne’s a bit more in control of his knot than the rest of us,” Gage explained. “Not sure how he does it, but he can deflate his faster than us.”

“Just takes practice,” he said nonchalantly. “I wanted to ensure I didn’t hurt my future mate.”

“Wait, have you knotted someone before?” I asked, a wave of pure jealousy coursing through me.

Wayne kissed the mark on my neck and smiled at me. “Of course not, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t practice with toys and my hands.”

“Oh,” I replied smartly.

“Ten minutes!” Preston called through the door.

Gage brushed wet hair behind my ear, out of my face, and smiled at me. “Definitely not what I prefer, but there’s no way I’m letting you out of this room without my mark on you, mate.”

“What are you waiting for then?” I asked, arching a brow in challenge.

He laughed and kissed me lightly on the lips. “Always so feisty.” He slid two fingers into me, but paused when I flinched. “Still sore from Wayne’s knot?”

I nodded. “A bit, yeah.”

“I can’t wait to knot you,” Zeke growled. “When that happens, you won’t be walking the rest of the day, though.”

All of us laughed and I couldn’t stop staring at the massive truth of that right in front of me.

“Hurry up and mark her so we can finish and get dressed,” Zeke ordered Gage.