Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Avery**

After we landed, we ventured to the boundary, their earlier joy replaced by a heavy silence. I step forward, and the

boundary parts effortlessly, as if it had been waiting for me. James, no doubt, had anticipated their arrival, his commands

to his people clear: welcome Avery and her companions with open arms. I quickly linked to James to confirm if he briefed

his people. He told me that he had. Yet, despite his orders, I can’t help but notice the way the women’s eyes linger on

Cassius, Clint, and Conner, their gazes hungry and unapologetic. A spark of jealousy ignites within me, my magic flaring

wildly, unpredictable and raw, as if it has a mind of its own.

As we approach the palace, a butler greets us, his movements graceful, his appearance unapologetically feminine. Jace,

the butler, and Draven lock eyes, an unspoken tension passing between them. I stifle a giggle, realizing my connection to

James has inadvertently led Draven to his fated mate. I could offer Draven a dragon if he accepts this unexpected bond.

James welcomes them with warmth, but I feel out of place, my nerves prickling under the weight of so many unfamiliar

eyes. James senses my unease and pulls me aside, his words soothing my frayed edges.

Nervously, I reveal my Christmas gift to him—myself, my bond, my everything. James’s response is immediate and fierce,

a decade of longing unleashed in a torrent of raw, unbridled passion. We move through the palace like a storm, our

desire consuming every room. James takes me hard and hungry, his hands gripping me like I am the only anchor in a sea

of chaos.

In the grand hall, the soft rugs muffle our moans as James presses me against the wall, his lips devouring mine. His hands

roam over my body, tracing the curves of my breasts, the dip of my waist, and the swell of my hips. I arch into him, my

hands tangling in his hair, as he lifts me, my legs wrapping around his waist. He thrusts into me with a primal growl, our

time. The air is thick with the scent of our desire, their breaths coming

gasps.

sweat. James lays me on a large

the polished wood like a halo. He kneels between her legs, his eyes

again, his movements deliberate and

in my ear, his voice hoarse

fuels our heat. James

his hands gripping my hips brutally.

relentless force. The sound of our passion

of their connection. His mouth finds the sensitive spot on my neck, biting and sucking,

my cries mingling

hall, as the group gathers for a feast, I feel

radiating across the room. I shift in my seat, aware of his gaze on

a view of my bare pussy. His eyes darken, his control slipping, as he stands abruptly, his voice

retreat to a nearby chamber, the door barely closing before

his lips

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feast continues outside, the laughter and chatter of the

me against the door, his thrusts urgent and deep. I moan loudly, my hands gripping his shoulders,

between us are clear, his dominance absolute, as he

breathless.

I find myself on my knees, my mouth

laughter carrying on the breeze. I look up at him through my lashes, my lips slick

balls. He groans, his hands tangling in my hair, guiding me, as

to the innocent night, a secret

my mouth, my magic

secluded chamber, I lie on a plush rug, my body glistening with sweat, as James enters me from behind, his hands gripping

in ragged gasps. Conner joins them, his eyes

steps forward, his lips brushing James’s ear, his voice a whisper.

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his possessiveness flaring, but my eyes meet his,