Past Love's Triumph by Ekaterine Xia

Author:Ekaterine Xia
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ekaterine Xia
Published: 2018-12-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

JACEON

It should have been awkward.

Kier, Luc, and I were sat around the bed, Fenrir and Seraphina in the center, us fully clothed, Seraphina in a brief nightie, and Fenrir clad only in a robe.

We barely knew them, and now they were going to have sex in front of us. Or did it count as sex if our mate was mostly passive?

That bothered me, that she laid there, so still and quiet. If not for my dragon pushing against me, yearning towards her dragon, his excited chirrups letting me know that she still wanted this somewhere under the Sleep, I might have asked for a reprieve.

My cock jerked against my palm, as if telling me I was full of shit.

Maybe I was. The Call thrummed in my ears, vibrated along every tendon and every vein. The mere thought of getting up and stepping away shot pain through my head.

My dragon said okay, Adora had accepted me as her mate, knowing full well what would happen, and she’d given full permission to Fenrir before we’d even shown up. As much as I wanted her full participation and enthusiastic consent, I knew I was going to settle for what we already had.

Besides, what sort of reprieve could we have? We weren’t supposed to talk to her or touch her or really do much of anything outside of spilling over her and trying to get her to orgasm so she could absorb as much of our semen into her womb as possible. And that was complicated too. Fenrir had said something about penis shapes and semen displacement and orgasms and then finished by saying he guessed it didn’t really matter so long as it got on her although in her was preferable. Then he’d gone into detail about the song used to soothe her to Sleep and another that would keep her under until we were done. For demonstration purposes, a charged crystal sang softly in the corner, but he’d emphasized that it would work better if we put our magic behind the song rather than relying on the magic inherent in the melody.

Fenrir cupped her breast in one long-fingered hand, then stroked a firm caress down to her hip. “Light, but not too light. Adora’s ticklish.”

I’d been struck by Fenrir’s beauty when we first met. Then I’d been stunned by everything that was happening. But with a moment to spare and with him sitting right there, I had enough breathing space to note the faint lines around his eyes, the deepening grooves around his mouth, the furrows between his brows, and the heart-melting way his expression eased when he looked at Seraphina.

It was killing him, I could tell.

Having us there. Needing to have us there. Trying to do his best for her and wondering if he was failing. Feeling on some level that he was failing because we were there.

I wanted to reach out, wrap my arms around him, nuzzle my face against his neck and reassure him that it was going to be all right.

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