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 breaths coming in

gasps.

with our sweat. James lays me on a

between her legs, his eyes dark with hunger, and teases

her wild with need. I cry out, my magic sparking around us, as he enters me again, his movements deliberate and deep. The sound of our bodies meeting is obscene, a

promises in my ear, his

cold night air only fuels our heat. James pins me against

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

with relentless force. The sound of our passion echoes through the garden,

spot on my neck, biting and sucking, marking me as his,

my cries mingling with the

as the group gathers for a feast,

shift in my seat, aware of his gaze

His eyes darken, his control slipping, as he stands

my heart racing, as we retreat to a nearby chamber, the door barely closing before he

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

clear, his dominance absolute, as he claims me with a

breathless.

cover of night, I find myself on my

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

his hands tangling in my hair, guiding me, as I suck him

to the innocent night, a secret shared

mouth, my magic

a secluded chamber, I lie on a plush rug, my body glistening with sweat, as James enters

themselves, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Conner joins them,

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growls, his possessiveness flaring, but my eyes meet his, my plea silent