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

gasps.

old books mingles with our sweat. James lays me on a

her legs, his eyes dark with hunger, and teases

us, as he enters me again, his movements deliberate

my ear, his

our heat. James pins me against a stone fountain, the water

hands gripping my hips

into me with relentless force. The sound of our passion

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

arms, my cries mingling with

is not confined to solitude. In the grand hall, as the group gathers for a feast, I feel James’s eyes

aware of his gaze on me, and

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

as we retreat to a nearby chamber, the door barely closing before

his lips crushing

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thrusts urgent and 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

breathless.

night, I find

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

hands cupping his balls. He groans, his hands tangling in my

The sound of our pleasure is a stark contrast to the

mouth, my magic sparking around

a plush rug, my body glistening with sweat, as James enters me from behind, his hands gripping my hips. Cassius

ragged gasps. Conner joins them, his eyes locked

air, as he steps forward, his lips brushing

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eyes meet his, my plea silent but