Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

*Avery**

We woke up and smiled at each other. He gave me a sweet kiss as he stroked my matted hair. It was a wonderful way to wake up. Without saying a word, Conner took my hand and led me to the bathroom. The steamy shower was exactly

what we needed. The hot water cascaded over us, heightening the intensity of our connection. Our bodies pressed

together, the heat between us igniting a passion. Conner and I both seem to give the other more confidence. I am

enjoying the playful dynamic we have. I enjoy my other mates too, but for different reasons. I think these dates were to make me realize that. I am slowly starting to accept what and who I am, but my insecurities still resurface. Will I ever be

whole?

Conner washed my hair, but as he was washing my back his hands slipped between my legs. I opened for him and he

growled. “I hadn’t planned on shower sex, but…” he pauses to bite my neck, “I won’t let this opportunity pass me by.” I

giggled as I turned my head around to kiss him. The kiss was passionate, hot, and heavy. Lust was filling our hearts, but

not ruling them. Our dragons merely watched as Conner and I became lost in each other.

Conner spun me around, his hands, still slick from my shampoo, traced my curves, igniting a trail of goosebumps in their

wake. His touch was possessive, yet tender. My breath hitched as he leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear, “I want

you, Avery. I want to feel you, all of you.” His voice was a low growl, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel his desire

pressing against me, hard and insistent, yet he made no move to act on it, instead choosing to tease me with slow,

strokes just outside of

found mine, his kiss hungry and demanding. I melted into him, my hands gripping

dancing in a passionate tango. Conner’s hands moved to my thighs, lifting

the

past as enemies would be forgiven and

as old as time, our bodies singing a silent symphony of desire

both cried out each other’s

slow circles, her eyes locked onto Conner’s. I could see the raw hunger

he was giving me. It empowered me, this newfound

a soft moan escaping as I bounced and clenched around him, my body arching slightly. Conner’s hips moved faster,

growled, his voice barely above a whisper.

me, my body responding instantly. I felt the familiar coil of

short gasps. I was close, so close. Conner must have sensed it too, because he thrust

free hand reaching out to cup my breast,

stilling as waves of pleasure washed over me. Conner watched me, his expression a mix

soft, tender kiss. ‘I love you, Avery,’ he whispered against my lips, his

a vulnerability I had rarely heard before. “I think

the full experience. You won’t find

else. Happy reading!

emerged from the shower, our skin flushed and our hearts racing, we knew it

had. I think part of me had hoped,

but now we are that and so much more. I love

regret a thing, other than still

to join the others.