Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

I am a queen, and it’s high time I start acting like one. No more just plain old Avery – it’s time to embrace my royal status.

But that doesn’t mean I have to act like I’m better than everyone else. A true queen knows how to balance confidence

and humility. And let me tell you, I’ve got some work to do on the confidence front, especially with a trip to Talos on the

horizon. If King James thinks he can stand in my way of the Trio, I need to have the guts to stand up to him, even if he’s my potential mate.

As I was narrowing down my outfit choices, a mischievous voice interrupted my thoughts. “Are you sure you can pull off

that look, darling?” I turned to see Clint smirking at me through the dressing room door.

With a glint in my eye, I shot back, “Oh, I can rock any outfit with the right attitude.” And with that, I confidently strutted

up to him, leaving him momentarily speechless.

“That you can,” Clint said as he stepped into the dressing room and locked the door. He pinned my arms over my head

as he kissed me. My back arched against the cool mirror as his free hand lowered my panties. He whispers in my ear,

“Now you will get something else off.”

Clint undressed me with his eyes as he quickly removed his clothes. His gaze was intense, filled with desire and longing. I

could feel the heat rising between us as he pulled me closer, his hands tracing the curves of my body with a hunger that

shivers down my

in a passionate kiss, time seemed to stand still. The world

electric, igniting a fire within me that

explore every inch of my being with a tenderness

his love for me.

dress up before he guided my hips down. My pussy sucked him in as we both let out a moan. He gripped a handful of my hair before he turned my head and kissed me. Clint kept a

his thrusts. Every bump and grind brought us both closer

moaned each other’s

we got changed into our new clothes and paid for

Armed with full wallets and

to fluffy faux fur coats. With each

our bags in tow, we couldn’t help but feel like total bosses. Who needs a personal stylist when you’ve got

card? Watch out world, there’s a

a girl

hurled at her cut through me like a knife. At that moment, all sense

of anger and helplessness. The cold

as I struggled to find the right words

underbelly of human nature, where cruelty and malice can rear their ugly

felt a surge of determination

no matter the personal cost

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**Clint**

with this poor girl. I did too because I had once behaved worse than this pack