Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

We sent the captives ahead because Regina couldn’t carry everyone and Draven was too weak to do a portal and I didn’t want to attempt one in my disheveled state. I am still concerned if my mates will hate me for what I did with Draven and

Rory. The grand doors of the Naga palace swing open, the heavy wood creaking as we step into the grand foyer. We are a

study in contrasts: my striking red and blonde hair cascading over my shoulders, my eyes rimmed with red from unshed

tears; Draven, his dark hair falling over his blue eyes, a shadow of a beard darkening his jaw; and Rory, her thin frame

tense, her eyes still radiating shock from what had transpired hours ago.

The air is thick with the scent of polished wood and the faint tang of magic. The sound of our footsteps echoes through

the empty hall, a stark contrast to the bustling activity that usually fills the palace. But today, the only movement comes

from the Trio—Cassius, Clint, and Conner—who stand at the top of the grand staircase, their eyes fixed on us.

Cassius, his lean frame clad in form-fitting leather armor, steps forward, his blue eyes piercing as they take in my

distraught state. Clint, his blue eyes flashing with concern, moves to stand beside him. Conner, his bright blue eyes

narrowed in thought, leans against the banister, his arms crossed over his broad chest.

As I catch sight of them, my eyes fill with tears, and I rush forward, my arms outstretched. “Cassius, Clint, Conner,” I cry, my voice breaking as I reach them. “I… I had to do things… terrible things to get us home.”

My words hang in the air, heavy with unspoken confession. The Trio exchange a glance, their faces unreadable, before

Cassius steps forward, his hand gently grasping my shoulder. “Avery, what happened?” he asks, his voice low and gentle.

But I can’t hold back the flood of emotions any longer. The words tumble out of me, a torrent of confession and shame.

“I… I had to fuck them,” I whisper, my eyes downcast. “The Ancient One, a stirgoi… it demanded a sacrifice, and I… I

couldn’t let Draven or Rory…” My voice trails off, but the implication is clear. The Trio stare at me, their faces a mask of

shock and hurt. Clint’s jaw tightens, his eyes flashing with anger, while Conner’s arms unfold, his hands clenching into

fists at his sides.

Cassius, his expression unreadable, takes a step back, his hand falling away from my shoulder. “I… we need to talk,” he

says, his voice tight. “Alone.” My eyes widen, and I reach out as if to stop them, but they’re already turning away, their

broad shoulders tense as they head down the hallway. I stand there, frozen, as the reality of what I have done settles over me like a shroud.

Draven and Rory exchange a glance, their faces pale, before Draven steps forward, his hand gently grasping my elbow.

“Come on,” he says, his voice low. “Let’s get you to your room. You need to rest.”

I allow myself to be led away, my feet moving mechanically as we make our way down the hallway. My mind is a

whirlwind of emotions: shame, guilt, and a deep, aching sadness. I can’t shake the feeling that I have lost something

precious, something I may never get back. As we reach my old room, Draven helps me inside, his hand gently guiding me

to the edge of the bed. “I’ll be right outside if you need me,” he says, his voice gentle. “Try to get some rest. I will never

desert you. Please rest and then wash up once you have the energy. If you need help, Rory and I are here for you…

always.”

I nod, my eyes fixed on the floor, as Draven closes the door behind him. I sit there, motionless, as the minutes tick by, the

silence pressing down on me like a weight. Meanwhile, the Trio has retreated to the library, a grand room lined with

shelves of ancient tomes and leather-bound volumes. They stand before the fireplace, their faces illuminated by the

flickering flames, as they discuss what they’ve just learned. I shut off the link because I can’t bear to hear them talk about

me and what I had to do and would do again to save the ones I love.

**Cassius**

his voice tight with anger. “After everything we’ve been through,

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“We don’t know

lightly. It’s a stirgio and perhaps the last of its kind. It could end any dragon

could have.”

speaks up. “But does that justify what she did?

All of them.” The room falls silent as the weight of his words

with a mixture of

darker.

I say, my voice

for her. But…” I trail off, my eyes meeting Clint’s. “We also need to make it clear that what

Conner speaks up. “Maybe we need to show her

her actions. But also… that we’re willing to forgive.” We fall silent, our

way to show Avery that we are

to make it clear that what she did will

casting a golden glow over the palace, we make our

wished to talk to Avery. We stand outside the door, our faces set, as I

sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes red and swollen from crying, looks up

unreadable, as we close

been talking,” he says, his voice low. “And we’ve decided that…

holds up

understand that what you did… it hurt us. It betrayed

sag, and she nods, her eyes filling with tears. “I know,” she whispers. “I’m so sorry. I never meant

aren’t enough. You need to show us that you’re willing to

amends.”

her heart pounding in her chest. She knows what we are asking, what

a part of her is terrified, but another part… another part is aroused by the

“We’re going to show you a night of passion

to take you, all of us, and we’re going to make you scream our names

she takes in the implication. She

she feels a spark of desire ignite

out to grasp her chin, his

to us, Avery?” he asks, his voice a low rumble. “To let us take control, to let us

in her chest. She knows that

that she’s willing to submit to our will. And as much as it terrifies her, she knows that she wants

needs this.

her voice barely

glance, our eyes flashing with approval, as we began to move towards her. I step

to stand behind

join his,

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reaches out to grasp the hem of her tattered gown, his fingers

her body. Avery shivers, her eyes closing as she feels the cool air on her skin,

naked and vulnerable, as we begin to undress, our eyes never leaving her body. My leather armor, which I wore in case she needed me on that mission, falls away, while

to unbutton his shirt, his fingers

as she takes in the sight of our bodies, our

reaching out to grasp her hip, my thumb brushing against her skin

I command, my voice low and

between us, her heart pounding in her chest, as she slowly lowers

cock already

what you can

reaching out to grasp my cock, her

lick and suck, her mouth moving slowly up and

she feels a spark of desire ignite within her as

his voice low. “Take it deep, Avery. Show us how much you want

takes my cock deeper into her mouth, her throat constricting around the thick shaft.

pleasures me, as she

we are not content to let her dominate for long. Conner steps forward, his hand

neck. “On your hands and knees,” he commands, his voice

herself on the

spine as Clint steps

your legs,” he commands, his voice

her legs spreading wide as she presents herself to them. She feels a