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

rhythm as old as time. The air is thick with the scent of our desire, their

gasps.

our sweat. James lays

a halo. He kneels between her legs, his

us, as he enters me again, his movements deliberate and deep. The sound of our bodies meeting is obscene, a

my ear, his voice

cold night air only fuels our heat. James pins me

his hands gripping my hips brutally. I moan, my head thrown back, my hair

force. The sound of our passion echoes through

mouth finds the sensitive spot on my neck, biting and sucking, marking me

apart in his arms, my cries mingling with

confined to solitude. In the grand hall, as the group gathers for

I shift in my seat, aware of his gaze on me, and

pussy. His eyes darken, his control slipping, as he stands abruptly, his voice commanding me

racing, as we retreat to a nearby chamber, the

his lips

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continues outside, the laughter and chatter of the group a stark contrast to the raw,

urgent and deep. I moan loudly, my hands gripping his shoulders, my head thrown back in abandon, as he fills me, his breath hot against

absolute, as he claims me with

breathless.

under the cover of night, I find

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

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

a stark contrast to the innocent night, a secret shared between us,

my mouth, my magic sparking around

is far from over. In a secluded chamber, I lie on a plush rug, my body glistening with sweat, as James enters me

ragged gasps. Conner joins

as he steps forward, his lips

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my eyes meet his, my plea silent but