by Macy Blake
With a gentle push, Ward guided Henry to them, passing him into Pip’s greedy clutches. Seconds later, Pip and Henry had fallen into a passionate kiss.
Ward turned his attention to Eduard and Andvari. Eduard reached out to him, and he slid closer. Eduard ran his hands over Ward’s chest and belly, then gripped his cock in his hands. “Fuck. I always forget how big you are.”
Eduard sucked the tip into his mouth, laving his slit with his tongue.
“Fuck,” Ward groaned. “Eduard.”
He couldn’t look away from Eduard’s lips stretched tight around him. His pretty griffin went to town on his cock, sucking him deep, matching the rhythm set by Andvari as he pushed into Eduard’s ass.
Ward tore his attention away from Eduard’s magical mouth to look at Andvari. Ward definitely wasn’t the only one affected by the magic in the air. No, Andvari’s dilated eyes and panting breath revealed his own response to the level of desire in the room.
Seeing his mates so eager and wanting ratcheted Ward’s desire up to a fever pitch. He reached for Eduard’s head and guided him deeper onto his cock. Eduard’s throat gripped him tightly as he swallowed, stretching wide to accommodate his girth.
With a shudder, Ward pulled away and let Eduard catch his breath. His eyes watered and he sucked in deep gulps of air. Ward ran his finger over one of his reddened lips, capturing a little of the saliva which has slipped from his mouth. He tasted it, the essence of both of them in the burst of flavor.
Ward trembled again and it was Andvari’s time to respond. “Switch with me,” Andvari ordered.
Ward sank down on the seat beside Andvari and had a lapful of Eduard seconds later. He positioned his cock and Eduard sank down onto it, throwing back his head and groaning as his hole stretched wide. Andvari supported Eduard’s body as he arched back, sinking all the way down to the base of Ward’s cock with a final throaty moan.
“Think he can take us both?” Andvari rumbled.
Eduard shivered. More desire bubbled into the water. Their griffin wanted, no needed, to be claimed.
Other groans sounded from the trio beside them. Pip panted, clinging to Henry at his front as Loch continued to tease him mercilessly from behind.
“I don’t know about Eduard, but I’m certainly willing to try,” Pip added.
“Oh fuck yes,” Henry said.
Andvari gestured to the empty seat where he’d been moments before, and Henry sank down onto it. Loch slid his cock from Pip’s body and guided him forward onto Henry’s lap.
When both of their mates were arranged the way Andvari wanted, he and Loch took their positions behind them. “Easy,” Andvari warned.
Loch nodded and crouched behind Pip. Saeward trembled when Andvari did the same behind Eduard.
Time stopped as the water bubbled with eager desire. They hungered for each other, for a deep connection. Henry reached for Saeward’s hand and clung tightly as both Loch and Andvari pressed into their mates gently, stretching them wide and leaving both Pip and Eduard gasping.
“This is what you’ve been missing,” Draco said softly from the door. “Are you ready to join us now?”
Saeward and his mates turned to the door. Dakota stared at them, breathing heavy and shaking with suppressed need.
“I’m ready,” Dakota panted. “Make me yours.”
Dakota
His mates slowly disappeared into the bathroom. From the sounds coming from the other room, Dakota had no doubt what they were doing. His heart raced.
This wasn’t how he’d pictured his life. He’d always considered himself a loner, not meant for any mate at all, much less eight. No, he’d always thought he would end up alone. His priority was keeping his siblings safe. That didn’t involve bringing any strangers into their midst.
But now… everything had changed. Dakota’s skin itched with the need to be touched. Only Sawyer and Draco remained in the room. Waiting. Watching. The decision was his.
All he had to do was say the words.
“Sawyer,” Draco said, his voice deep and throaty. “Go to your mate.”
That bossy, demanding tone should have turned him off. Dakota was beta to no one. He was an alpha, through and through. And yet…
Sawyer moved closer, slowly and cautiously, treating Dakota like a skittish horse, ready to bolt at the first sign of trouble. He wasn’t wrong. As much as Dakota wanted this, he wasn’t sure he could handle what was about to happen.
He didn’t understand where the fear came from, but he was so, so afraid. Sawyer slowly reached out and touched his hand. Dakota clung onto it.
“Whatever you want,” Sawyer whispered. “Whatever you need.”
“I need you,” Dakota confessed.
Hunger built, deep in his soul. Dakota finally tore down the last of the wall protecting him and pulled Sawyer closer. He kissed him with all of the pent-up passion he’d carried inside for so long. Sawyer answered the call eagerly, clinging to him, opening to his questing tongue, and swallowing each of his needy groans.
He explored Sawyer’s body, his hands seeking skin, tracing up Sawyer’s back before sliding down and over his ass. He squeezed, wanting desperately to feel all of Sawyer against him.
That would require moving, though, and at the moment, Dakota didn’t want to. He clutched Sawyer closer, teasing and tasting, learning every nuance of what was now his.
And there was no denying that Sawyer belonged to him. They all did. Dakota gasped at the thought, finally tearing his mouth away from Sawyer’s, trying to find air but wanting to dive in for more.
“Holy crap,” Sawyer gasped. He clung onto Dakota’s shirt then dropped his forehead onto Dakota’s chest.
Dakota loved feeling the reactions he had on his mate. He stroked his hand down Sawyer’s side. Sawyer trembled again. “The things I want to do to you.”
Sawyer clutched him tighter before looking up. “What’s stopping you?”
“Good question.”
“I’d like to know the answer as well,” Draco said. He crossed his arms over his chest and waited, his eyes locked onto Dakota’s. Challenging, demanding, and almost daring. The alpha in him twitched. And Draco knew it. Like with the others, Draco knew what he desired. Dakota wondered if all dragons instinctively understood what their mates needed. He didn’t want to be under anyone. Not in a sexual way. No, if his mates desired him in that way, he would. But he liked being in control. In charge. Making decisions. And that role was currently filled by Draco.
Was there room for both of them at the top? Could there be two alphas in their pack of mates? Draco continued to stare at him, an age-old, alpha-to-alpha method of communication. Neither of them would break. And neither of them had to.
“Follow me,” Draco said. His voice deep and commanding but not ordering. Offering.
Dakota nodded. “Anywhere.”
And for the first time, Dakota understood what his place in the pack could be. Shoulder to shoulder with his mates, all of them equal. They all circled around Sawyer. He was their chosen; he’d brought them all together. Draco led; it was his nature and Dakota found that he didn’t mind. The final shackles around his heart broke free. He tugged Sawyer against his side and followed Draco into the bathroom.
“This is what you’ve been missing,” Draco said, watching the rest of their mates with eager anticipation. “Are you ready to join us now?”
Saeward and his mates turned to look at them. Dakota stared at them, breathing heavy and shaking with suppressed need.
“I’m ready,” Dakota panted. “Make me yours.”
Sawyer wasted no time. He began to strip, tossing his shirt off and reaching for Dakota’s with greedy hands. Dakota helped him remove it and let his mate touch him, explore his chest and stomach with teasing touches before stilling his hands. “Get in the tub,” Dakota growled.
Sawyer shivered but nodded. He darted for the tub, sliding in beside their other mates, receiving kisses and touches as they continued their lovemaking. Their eyes dri
fted over to him, though, waiting and wanting.
Draco stepped up beside him, so close their shoulders brushed together. “Let go of your fear, Dakota. It is time.”
Without another word, Draco pushed down his pants and climbed into the tub with their mates. Seconds later, Dakota joined him. Draco’s wicked grin heightened his arousal. His cock already stood at attention. Draco moved Sawyer away from the others and pulled him into a kiss. Dakota stepped behind them, wrapping his arms around them both. Sawyer whimpered and pushed his ass back into Dakota’s cock.
Draco broke away from the kiss and grinned again. “Get the oil.”
“Oh fuck, yes, please. Get the oil, Dakota.” Sawyer’s demands were silenced by Draco’s lips. Dakota found the oil by the edge of the tub and grabbed it. The groans coming from his mates captured his attention. Both Pip and Eduard writhed in between their mates. Dakota swallowed hard as arousal flooded his body.
“Dakota!” Sawyer turned around and waved his hand. “Focus!”
Draco snickered and tugged Sawyer against him. Dakota turned and poured some of the oil into his hand. “Is he always this bossy?”
“Depends on how desperate he is,” Draco replied. “Right now, he’s pretty desperate.”
“And he’s right here,” Sawyer complained. “And he wants Dakota’s fingers in his ass quickly followed by Dakota’s cock. Is that too much to ask? Is it? Tell me. Is it really too much to ask?”
Dakota shut him up by putting his finger in Sawyer’s ass. He wrapped his other hand around Sawyer’s throat and held him steady. “Are you rushing me?”
Sawyer trembled. Dakota stroked his finger in, slicking Sawyer’s hole, then added another.
“N-no. Y-yes.”
“Which is it, Sawyer?”
“Damn it, Dakota. I’m rushing, okay? I want you and I’ve wanted you for what feels like forever and… don’t make me wait anymore. Please.”
Another time, Dakota would have made him wait. But the same pull of desperation filled him and he didn’t want to wait either. He added oil to his cock and bent Sawyer over so he rested his hands on Draco’s shoulders.
Draco reached around and grabbed Sawyer’s ass, pulling it open and revealing his glistening hole. Sawyer whimpered. Dakota moved forward and pushed his cock into Sawyer.
“Oh fuck. That’s so good. Fuck me.”
He met Draco’s gaze above Sawyer’s head and began to move. The dragon nodded his approval. The fire in Draco’s eyes added to the inferno already inside Dakota. He thrust harder, Sawyer’s desperate pleas urging him to go faster and harder.
They reached a fever pitch faster than Dakota wanted. He jerked Sawyer up and against him, pounding those last few times into his ass, spurting his seed deep into him. Sawyer continued to hold onto him, squeezing around him as the last of the pulses from his cock finished.
His knees wobbled and he gently guided Sawyer forward into Draco’s waiting arms.
“No fair,” Pip whined. “I wanted to be the filling in that sandwich, too.”
Dakota grinned and reached for Pip’s face. He kissed him quickly, deeply, before pulling back. “Give me a minute. I’m just warming up.”
Pip shuddered and Henry groaned. He didn’t need to glance down to know that both of them came from his words alone. Loch fucked into Pip a few final times before coming as well. Dakota held the fae up when he leaned into Dakota’s chest with a sigh.
More groans sounded beside him. Draco had taken the opportunity to pull Sawyer into his lap and had buried his cock in Sawyer’s ass. Sawyer moved up and down on him, chasing the release Dakota had started building.
On the other side, Eduard cried out as Andvari stroked his cock and drove him to completion. Saeward had his eyes closed and his head thrown back. Dakota had never seen such a blissed-out expression on his face.
Energy surged around them, almost visible in the steamy air. Dakota ran his hands over Loch’s chest and muscled abs. He couldn’t wait to explore the rest of them.
DRACO
Nothing made Draco happier than knowing all of his mates were sated. Sawyer was the last to find his pleasure and lay panting against Draco’s chest, with Draco’s hard cock still pressed inside him. His dragon purred with contentment.
Dakota seemed stunned at the intensity of feelings between them. He held Loch against him but continued to look Draco’s way. Soon he would not doubt his place with them, but it would take time. Draco stood and carried Sawyer out of the tub, his mate grumbling unhappily as they left the warmth of the tub. Draco grabbed a towel and rubbed Sawyer dry before leading him into the bedroom.
Sawyer flopped down on the bed with a sigh. “Stay,” Draco ordered.
“Ugh,” Sawyer groaned. “Does that mean caveman!Draco is back?”
Draco grunted instead of replying. Everything had finally come together for them. Dakota had joined them, and Draco couldn’t wait to see him with the rest of their mates. Soon.
Back in the bathroom, Draco guided Saeward to his feet and dried him. Pip next, although his sweet young mate batted at his hands and tried to crawl into his arms. Draco growled at him. Pip pouted. Draco growled again and scooped him up.
“Draco, I’m not done yet. I want to—“
Draco kissed him to shut him up and carried him into the bedroom. Saeward followed behind and curled up behind Sawyer on the bed with a yawn. Draco put Pip on Sawyer’s other side, leaving him moaning and gasping for breath after their lips parted.
“Meanie,” Pip said. He turned around and wiggled his butt at Draco temptingly.
Draco could only resist so much. He pounced onto the bed and covered Pip’s body with his own. He pressed him into the mattress with a growl. “Be good.”
“I’d really rather be bad.”
Draco nipped a spot on Pip’s neck, drawing a groan from his mate. He tucked his awakening cock into the crease of Pip’s ass and pushed gently. “You’re going to be sore.”
“Probably,” Pip moaned.
“Need a hand?” Dakota offered from behind him.
He had Eduard in his arms, their griffin grinning but half-asleep and clearly very well-fucked. “Yes,” Draco said.
He rolled to the side, much to Pip’s displeasure from the sound of his whimper, and helped Dakota get Eduard settled on the bed. Andvari leaned in and kissed Draco quickly. “You need some help with that?”
Andvari glanced down at Draco’s cock, and then back up to his face.
“I’m good. Rest.”
“But—“
“I’ll take care of him,” Dakota said.
It was Draco’s turn to tremble at the promise he read in Dakota’s steely gaze. Andvari winked at him before reaching over and turning off the light. Half their mates were already asleep. The other half dozed as they wiggled around and got comfortable.
Dakota waited then climbed onto the bed beside him. Around them, their mates settled into sleep, exhaustion catching up with them all. Draco felt it as well, tugging at his bones. In his own bed, surrounded by his mates, he wanted nothing more than to curl up with them and keep them safe as they slept.
Minutes passed. Golden yellow eyes locked onto his own. Not in a challenge. No, Dakota sought answers.
“How are you so sure I belong?” Dakota finally whispered into the darkness.
“Because you’re mine.”
“That’s not… Draco.”
“My dragon does not lie. He knows our mates. Just as your lynx knows. Listen to him. What does he say?”
Dakota didn’t need to ask. He knew. His lynx had led him here, made him hover in the woods, watching over their mates until he’d had no choice but to intervene to save Sawyer. His lynx had stood by and waited for him to figure out his emotions, to understand why he fought so hard against what was meant to be theirs.
He curled over Draco and settled on top of him. “You know the answer to that.”
“Of course.”
“Is it that simple for you?”
Draco
reached up and ran his hands over Dakota’s arms. “It wasn’t. I pushed Sawyer away for so long because I feared what I would have to do. All that wasted time when he could have been mine. Fate brought us together. We choose what to make of it. So I ask you, Dakota. Have you chosen?”
“Yes.”
Draco tugged Dakota’s arms and pulled him down. Dakota kissed him, finally, after waiting so long. Draco reached between them, grabbing both of their cocks in his hand, stroking them both hard and fast. Dakota pushed into him, desperate and so hungry for what they had to offer. They were both so wound up from earlier that it didn’t take long. Finally, Draco found his release in the arms of his newest mate and his dragon wanted to howl in victory.
Dakota followed, spurting his release across Draco’s chest and then collapsing further onto him. “Fucking hell.”
“We need to work on your stamina.”
Dakota raised his head and growled, his eyes glowing yellow. Draco grinned and pulled him back down. “What do you say? I’m willing to practice if you are?”
Sawyer
It only took a moment for Sawyer to realize he was off on another dream quest. He’d learned the last time it happened not to trust them, though, so he was immediately on guard. He didn’t recognize his surroundings at all. He appeared to be at the base of a mountain. Suspiciously creepy stone steps led the way up as far as the eye could see.
“Oh hell no,” Sawyer grumbled. “I am not going up there. Nope. Not happening. I’ve seen that movie. It doesn’t end well.”
The ground beneath him rumbled ominously.
“No. Not without my mates. And maybe a hellhound or two. And possibly a dozen vampires, and a few dragons. Yep. That ought to be enough. Oh, and my armor. Definitely need my dragon armor.”
Thunder boomed in the distance, and then it started to rain. Big fat drops of icy cold water hammered against him.
