The (Not) Satisfied Dragon - Colette Rhodes Page 0,68

I’ve been, er, territorial with you lately. Is this how you want our first time together to be? Like this?”

“I think she means with a spectator,” Hiram clarified, laughing under his breath. “Because if not, get the fuck out, I’m not leaving,” he added, reaching around to tip my head back and licking up the side of my face with the flat of his tongue.

“Did you just lick me?” I asked incredulously, not entirely sure how I was supposed to react to that. Was face licking a sex thing?

“I licked you, so you’re mine.” Hiram shrugged like that explained everything.

“No take backs,” Levi agreed seriously, before leaning around me to look at Hiram. “You’re shit out of luck though, because I’m not leaving. First, because I don’t want to. Second, because you probably can’t even find the clitoris and as Shira’s mate, I am here to ensure she has a good time.” Levi grinned, and I stifled my giggle at the sound of outrage Hiram made behind me.

“Don’t listen to him, babe. I was planning on giving you a good time many times over.”

“I don’t know,” I said, pretending to tap my lip thoughtfully. “You’re still in my bad books.”

Hiram flopped back on the bed with a groan, though there was no anger in it, throwing his arm over his eyes. “I have a few suggestions on how I could get back in your good books?” he asked hopefully, peeking out from under his arm and making me giggle.

“Or we could have some fun with his punishment,” Levi murmured, planting a hot, open mouth kiss on my neck.

“What did you have in mind?” I breathed, tipping my head back to give him better access, already intrigued.

“Use him a little.” Levi’s teeth scraped over my pulse. “Get him aroused.” His hand drifted over the buttons of my shirt and I grabbed it, pressing it hard against my aching breast. “Make him watch.”

It sounded cruel, but judging by the gush of wetness in my panties, cruel was my thing.

“Get him aroused,” Hiram scoffed. “I’m already aroused. But if you want to get yourself off on me, babe, I swear I’m on board with that.

“What about the watching part?” I asked breathily.

“I would happily watch you come all day long,” Hiram replied with a heated look, still laying back on the bed.

I stood to remove my clothes, reveling in their hungry stares. My trousers came off without a second thought, but my fingers faltered when I got to the buttons of my shirt.

I knew most of the scars Odessa had given me were on my back. They’d probably faded by now, with my healing magic so potent after my dragon’s emergence, but it still made me nervous.

My mates hadn’t pushed for answers about my time with Flight Milain — I guessed they were letting me talk about it in my own time. Seeing the scars firsthand would be irrefutable proof to what I was sure they’d already assumed though.

“Could I, um, leave this on?” I asked shyly, plucking at the material.

“You never have to ask, Shira,” Levi assured me, his voice solemn. “If you’re uncomfortable with something, we stop.”

I nodded, leaving the shirt on and sliding my hands over my waist to where my panties were tied at my hips. Hiram bit down on his lip, rubbing himself over his trousers as I undid them and let them fall to the floor.

Now what?

I looked to Levi, hoping he’d give me direction. The corner of his mouth kicked up like he knew exactly what I was thinking and was completely on board with that idea.

“Hands over your head, Hiram. Keep ‘em there,” Levi ordered lazily. I looked at Hiram to see if he’d object to being bossed around, but he didn’t say anything. Just laid his hands on the bed above him, his gray eyes burning my skin everywhere they landed.

“What do I do?” I breathed, rubbing my thighs together.

“You, beautiful, are going to sit on his face and ride his tongue until you come. Sound good?” I blinked slowly at the explicit instructions and the factual way Levi had delivered them.

“Uh, yes?”

It did sound good, and Hiram looked entirely okay with the suggestion. Feeling a little awkward, I climbed onto the bed on all fours over Hiram and crawled until our faces were aligned.

“You’re going to have to go up a little further than that,” he pointed out with a cheeky grin.

“I want a kiss first.” I dropped my head until our lips