Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

After Cassius made me breakfast and we both were quite full, he drove me to school in his black sports car. It still feels

alien to me to be seen in public with The Trio especially riding with them. But they are my mates and I will adapt in time.

When we pull into the school parking lot, everyone stops and stares. Cassius turns to me and takes my face into his

hands. “Let them look at who only I can touch. I have the most beautiful and amazing mate.” Then he kissed me

passionately. As our tongues danced to an imaginary beat, the taste of our breakfast began to fade and all I could taste was him. He became my world as everything and everyone else faded into the background. We pulled away, panting and

aching with longing. Cassius whispered, “We will continue this later, little mate. Now be a good girl and let’s get this day

over quickly because I am not sure how long I can behave.”

I felt my cheeks heat as my panties dampened. I bit my lip and nodded in response. Cassius chuckled as he got out and

opened my door. As we were walking into the school, Trisha came running up. “Oh my God! You mated!” She hugs me

and whispers, “His bite marks are all over you, aren’t they?”

“What!” I exclaim in shock. She giggles as she takes my hand. Cassius growls. I lean up and give him a soft kiss. “It is

okay. I told you that she’s my friend. We need some girl talk time and then I am all yours…I promise.” I see his eyes

return to that beautiful shade of blue before he kisses my forehead. Trisha walked me to my locker and the restroom

to cover some of my hickies. I had read about them, but

different things. Once we finished my cover-up,

looks

of Mrs. Moore’s assignment,

said that the prom had been changed and would be in one week

would be free. I looked

go shopping and I can’t

dress.” I gasped. Clint laughed, “Avery, I will never stop

down in my seat as the final bell rings. Clint pulls me up and out of my seat into

away. All I could hear was our hearts beating in sync

kissed

from Mrs. Moore and a few of the students who remained. Clint said confidently as he

let’s get you to my brother before

“He wouldn’t! Would he?”

would. You are ours and we want all of you all of the damn

school for a month or two

we wanted to each

“You can’t be serious.”

nibbles my ear as he whispers, “I am very serious

of us.” Play? He can’t be talking about the

winks, “Yes, Avery, that type of play.” Nervously, I chew on

that I am likely to take you right

and stop the ache that had begun to

he kisses the top of my