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“I’m not going to last much longer,” Talyn groans, his fingers digging into my hips.

“Me either,” Jesper rasps. “Our Temptress has a mouth more powerful than any magick in Damorleia.”

Aemon reaches between us and his thumb finds my clit, circling it, and within moments my body tenses and I’m screaming out incoherently around Jesper’s dick as hot spurts of his cum hit the back of my throat.

Talyn removes his finger and his cock. “Are you okay?” he asks.

“More. Killian?” I peer at him from under my lashes as I crawl off Aemon and towards my mountain of a mate.

He growls, plucking me off the bed and placing me back down the way he wants me: on my back. He pauses, throwing over his shoulder, “No one touch me. Not yet, I need…”

“We need a moment. Take care of our Queen,” Jesper answers without hesitation.

Killian presses against my entrance slowly, stretching me so wide I swear my vision begins to tunnel with pleasure. Everything feels amazing.

Aemon and Talyn fucked me with an enthusiasm I’d never known before, but Killian moves his hips like a feral beast, like the way I make him feel has him losing all sense of control. All his careful emotions that he has locked down come pouring out like a dam breaking.

He growls as my nails rake across his skin. “Killian!” I gasp as I freefall through our climaxes together.

His hips slow and I lift mine up, searching for more. Our bond is overloaded with nothing but feelings of love and lust. There’s no end and no beginning. Just us.

Killian removes himself, but not before giving me a kiss that could remake worlds.

I still need more, but before I can even ask, Jesper is there taking his place between my legs. He showers me with kisses as he lines himself up, throwing my legs over his shoulders and sinking so deep into me that I can’t help but moan.

Talyn lays at my side and his lips wrap around my nipple, his hand slipping between Jesper and I, finding that sweet spot at the apex of my thighs.

Aemon and Killian look on, their cocks both still hard as they watch me fall into bliss again.

The high of the frenzy makes all of us insatiable. The bonds in our chests strengthen in a way I never thought would be possible. It’s as if they’ve tattooed themselves on my very soul. I know for a fact that I would find these males in every lifetime. They are mine. And I am theirs. Forever.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

IWAKE WITH A JOLT, feeling like the last three days were a blissful fever-dream, but the aches—especially between my thighs—tell me it wasn’t.

“Rav? Please tell me you’re free from lust’s grip?” Nero moans dramatically.

A smile lights up my face. “I think so. How was everything?”

Talyn’s head nuzzles into my neck from behind me as he holds me closer. Jesper’s snores and Aemon’s soft breaths sound peacefully through the room, while Killian watches us with a look of awe. The morning light shines across the room and I can honestly say that I haven’t felt this much at peace in a long time—if ever.

“All is quiet. Ember, Roz and Lennox handled everything, including making sure I had enough snacks. We did almost have an issue when someone wandered too close to the dragon keep. Thankfully they were able to use the shadows to make a hasty exit before Voissor gobbled them up. But other than that, your realm is still intact! Now, tell me. How was eating at the buffet?” he babbles on, causing me to laugh.

“The buffet was delicious. Tell the others we will be down soon.” Cautiously I probe at my bond with Vasari. “Is it safe to approach?” I ask, adding a teasing tone.

Her amusement surrounds the bond. “It is now, yes. I’m assuming it is time?”

“Soon; we just need to round everyone up,” I tell her, knowing how much she wants to meet the other dragons without needing to feel it in the bond.

I sense her nerves briefly before she locks them down. “I will be here waiting, but do not test my patience overly. I would like to stretch my wings and take to the skies.”

“I’ll be as fast as possible,” I promise her, and then tack on, “Try not to eat anyone while you wait.”

Talyn hums. “Already making plans to leave the bed, Princess?” He nips my ear.

“I’m afraid so. As much as I enjoyed the last three days, we have questions that need answering, and I can’t help but feel like we are running out of time.”

Killian smirks, rising to his feet, moving towards us with a confidence I don’t remember him having before, but Fates it looks good on him. “Shall I help you wake your mates then?”