Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Draven**

I used our link to tell Avery about the women’s plan to seduce her mates. I know that Avery, resplendent in her regal

attire, her dragon-scale jewelry glinting under the chandelier’s light, stands apart from the crowd. Her piercing eyes scan

the room, her sharp mind already calculating the next move in the game of seduction and counterplay that has begun to

unfold. She’s determined to ensure her mates and allies are not caught off guard. I know that if I am needed, she will call

for me.

So I focus on my mates out on the terrace. The moonlight bathes us in a soft glow, highlighting my dark, dominant

presence, Jace’s delicate, submissive grace, and Rory’s bold, yet submissive energy. Our bond, newly forged and

strengthened by magic, pulses between us like a living thing. But the whispers of the women’s scheme linger in the back

of their minds, a reminder that our sanctuary is not as secure as it seems.

**Avery**

I see Cassius, Clint, and Conner, unaware of the storm brewing around them, are engaged in a heated discussion near the

fireplace. Cassius’s piercing blue eyes flash with intensity as he gestures animatedly, his leather armor creaking with his movements. Clint, leaning casually against the mantel, his eyes sparkling with mischief, listens with a smirk. Conner,

standing slightly apart, his sharp features softened by a rare moment of relaxation, observes the exchange with a quiet

intelligence. Their camaraderie is palpable, but the undercurrent of tension in the room is beginning to seep into their

conversation.

I approach the Trio, my steps measured and deliberate. My presence commands attention, and the men fall silent as I join

them. “There’s something you should know,” I begin, my voice low and steady. “The women’s plot to seduce you three is more than just a game. They’re organized, and they’re determined. Draven, Jace, and Rory have already caught wind of it,

but they’re focusing on their own bond for now.”

Cassius’s brow furrows, his dominant nature bristling at the idea of being targeted. “We’re not prey to be hunted,” he

growls, his voice laced with a warning.

Clint’s smirk fades, replaced by a calculating glint in his eyes. “This could be an opportunity,” he muses, his cunning mind

already spinning with possibilities. “If they’re coming for us, why not turn the tables? Make them the ones chasing their

tails.”

Conner, ever the strategist, crosses his arms, his bright blue eyes narrowing in thought. “We need to know more about

their motives. Are they acting alone, or is there someone pulling their strings? And how does this affect Draven and the

others?”

My lips curl into a sly smile. “That’s where it gets interesting. Draven’s not just sitting idly by. He’s exploring a mating

bond with Jace, and possibly Rory. Their connection is deepening, but it’s also making them more vulnerable. If the women’s scheme succeeds, it could disrupt everything.”

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Cassius’s jaw tightens, his protective instincts flaring. “Then we need to protect them. Draven’s one of us, and Jace… he’s

become part of our circle. We can’t let them be used as pawns.”

Clint’s eyes gleam with a dangerous light. “Protecting them is one thing, but what if we use this to our advantage? What

if we draw the women in, make them think they’re winning, only to flip the script? It could be a game of seduction and

counter-seduction, with us holding all the cards.”

Conner’s lips twitch in a rare moment of amusement. “You’re enjoying this far too much, Clint. But you’re right. If we’re

going to play this game, we need to do it intelligently. We can’t let emotions cloud our judgment.”

My gaze sweeps over the three men, my mind racing with the possibilities. “Then it’s settled. We’ll play along, but on our

terms. Draven, Jace, and Rory will need to be informed, but we’ll handle this as a united front. The women think they’re

pulling the strings, but we’ll be the ones orchestrating the dance.”

I leave my link open because I want to know what my mates are thinking. As the group disperses, each man’s mind is

aflame with anticipation. Cassius feels a surge of adrenaline, his dominant nature relishing the challenge. Clint’s charming

his cunning mind already devising ways to lure the women

his intelligence

**Draven**

lost in their own world. I lean in to whisper something in Jace’s ear,

brushing against his back, shivers at my words, his violet eyes fluttering closed

into the touch. Rory, standing slightly apart, watches with a mixture of curiosity and longing, her bold

submissive desires. My voice is a low rumble, my dominance wrapping

Jace. And soon, Rory will be part of this too. Our bond is unbreakable,

shining through. “I’m yours, Draven. Completely and utterly. And

us, to

tempered by a hint of shyness. “I want to be part of

this way before,

intelligence and cunning to shine through. “Then let’s explore this together.

go. But remember, we’re in this together.

kiss, the air around them crackles with magic.

shimmering like moonbeams. She roars

Our connection deepens, our bond strengthening with

shared glance.

the estate becomes a stage for a complex dance of desire, manipulation,

matters but would be at my side if I needed him. The Trio and I move through

with the women calculated and deliberate. Each smile, each touch, each

step towards turning the tables on their would-be

terrace, Clint corners one of the women, his charming smile masking

playing a dangerous game,” he murmurs, his blue eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. “But I have to admit,

skill to

a sultry brunette with a confident smirk, leans in, her scent intoxicating. “Oh, Clint, don’t

player as we are. And let’s be honest,

on.”

but his mind is racing. “Then let’s see how far you’re willing

has only

woman in conversation, his reserved nature

persistent,” he remarks, his bright blue eyes studying her intently. “What is it that you hope to gain from all

a fiery redhead with a bold presence, meets his gaze without flinching. “What

maybe, just maybe, a

in a rare moment of amusement. “Then you’re in

you think.”

standing near the fireplace, watches the interactions with a sharp eye. His dominant nature bristles at the idea

woman approaches him, her curves accentuated by a

purrs, her voice low and husky. “I’ve heard so

to take

growl. “You’re

going to get burned.”

night reaches its climax, the tension in the room is palpable. The women’s scheme is in full swing,

women’s desires against them, drawing them into a

making.

**Rory**

went with Draven and Jace from the terrace to a private chamber.

a dance of desire. Draven’s long black hair

blue eyes dark with want. Jace, his silvery-blonde braid brushing against the

as he surrenders

with desire. “So perfect. I want to make

how much you

is a breathy whisper, his submissive nature shining through. “I’m yours, Draven. Do with me as you

trust you completely.”

dominance wrapping around Jace like a warm blanket. He kisses Jace deeply, his tongue

explore his body, his hands roaming over Jace’s slender frame, mapping every

the touch, his skin tingling with anticipation. He arches his

moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. “Touch me, Draven,” he whispers, his voice hoarse with need. “I want to feel

everywhere.”

down Jace’s

his lips trailing down to

nipples. He sucks and nips at

soft moans from

as he loses himself in

against Jace’s skin, his breath hot and moist. “I’m getting to it, love. But I want to take my time,

every moment.”

body, his lips brushing against Jace’s skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

Jace’s navel, dipping his tongue into the indentation, before continuing

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tense with anticipation. He knows

Draven, his breath coming in

chuckles, his voice a low rumble that vibrates against Jace’s skin. “Eager, aren’t we? But

positions himself between Jace’s legs, his hands roaming over Jace’s thighs,

muscles. He leans in, his lips brushing against Jace’s

ready, Jace?” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. “Ready to let me take you, to feel me deep