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

down my

passionate kiss, time seemed to stand still. The world around us faded away, leaving only the

Clint’s touch was electric, igniting a fire within me that burned

explore every inch of my being with a

his love for me.

down. My pussy sucked him in as we both let out a moan.

anticipation of his thrusts. Every bump and

each

got changed into our new clothes and paid for them, we embarked on a shopping

wallets and

tried on everything from sequined jumpsuits to fluffy faux fur coats.

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

Watch out world, there’s a new

when we stumbled upon a girl getting bullied. The sight

being hurled at her cut through me like a

anger and helplessness. The

to find the right words or actions to intervene and

a stark reminder of the dark underbelly of human

a surge of determination to stand up for what is right

no matter the personal

the full experience. You won’t find the

else. Happy reading!

**Clint**

knew that Avery sympathized with this poor girl. I did too because I had once behaved