Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

I was still a bit flushed from all of the kissing we had done and his offer to watch Santa Sir. I bit my lip as Conner reached

for the remote, dimming the lights until the room was bathed in a soft, warm glow. The projector flickered to life, casting

a familiar scene onto the wall – a cozy fireplace in a snow-covered cabin. Conner turned to me, a playful smirk on his lips.

“Santa’s been a naughty boy this year, Avery. I think it’s time for his elf to teach him a lesson.”

My heart pounded in my chest, my dragon stirred at the game we were about to play. I stood, my naked body

silhouetted against the projected light, and sauntered towards Conner. “Well, Santa,” I purred, “it seems you’ve been very,

very bad. But don’t worry, I have just the present for you.” I reached for a silk scarf hanging from a nearby hook, my eyes

never leaving Conner’s. “Now, close your eyes, Santa. It’s time for your elf to take control.”

Regina’s heat and mine was now a raging inferno, my body aching with desire as I continued my torturous exploration of

Conner. I could feel his heart pounding against his ribcage, his breath coming in ragged gasps, and it fueled my own

hunger. I nipped at his earlobe, a low growl rumbling in my chest, “You’re learning, Santa. But you’re not there yet.” I sat

up, my hands trailing down his arms, feeling the muscles tense and relax under my touch. I guided his hands to my hips,

letting him feel the curve of my body. “Touch me, Conner. Let yourself go, just for tonight.”

Conner’s hands hesitated for a moment before he tentatively began to explore my body, his touch gentle yet firm. I could

feel the shift in him, the control he was trying to maintain slipping away. I leaned in, capturing his lips in a searing kiss,

my tongue dancing with his, my hands tangling in his hair. I could taste his desire, his need, and it made my own body

throb with anticipation. I pulled back, my breath ragged, “That’s it, Conner. Let go. Let’s find our release together.” I

reached between us, my fingers finding his hardness, stroking him slowly, building a rhythm that matched our kisses.

Conner’s body tensed, his breath hitched, and I knew he was close. I whispered against his lips, “Come for me, Conner.

And with a final stroke, we both tumbled over the edge, our

our shared

pushed his cock inside of me

we danced together in a rhythm that

thumb found that sweet spot, circling it with a pressure that was just right. I could feel my orgasm

“Conner,’” I gasped,

response was a low growl, his eyes locked onto mine, “Come for me, Avery. Let me see you

my body convulsed, my release washing over me in waves, my vision blurring with

his control slipping, followed me over the edge, his body shuddering as he found

in perfect sync, our hearts beating

began to cool, Conner and I lay entwined, our limbs tangled, our breaths slowly returning to normal.

my fingers lingering on the scars I knew were hidden beneath. I looked up

know, for someone who likes to be in

chuckled, his arms tightening around me, “And for someone who likes to be in

orders.”

dragon purring with contentment. “I guess we

team, Santa.”

“Merry Christmas, elf. I think this is a

for the full experience.

else. Happy reading!

before Conner stirred, his body pressing against mine, his breath hot on my neck. “Avery,” he murmured,

my spine, Regina responding to his touch. I rolled

the projector that we forgot to turn off. “Conner,” I whispered, “I thought you

“I

a leather flogger hanging from a nearby hook. He held it up, a wicked grin

“I think it’s time for Santa to give

at the sight of the flogger. I bit my lip, my eyes never leaving

for me. But

sparkling with mischief, “Oh, I wouldn’t have it any other way, Avery. After all, it’s always more fun when you’re in control.” Conner lays back, his arms stretched out above him, the leather

the flogger in my hand, my eyes roaming over his body. I could see the

tension in his muscles, and it made my body ache with

chest, feeling his muscles tense under my touch. I leaned in, my voice

Conner, I’ve been thinking. Maybe it’s time for Santa to learn a new lesson. Maybe it’s time

I brought the flogger down, the leather tails caressing

Conner’s breath hitched, his body arching slightly, but he made no

Conner. Let go. Let me take care of you.’” I brought the flogger down again, and again,