Page 34 of Sapphire Seas

Oh shit.

I didn’t let my powers leak out, did I?

My dragon’s chuckle was kind of loud but then I still wasn’t used to hearing him clearly. He’d been kind enough to keep our conversations brief while I was still getting used to the full force of his presence, which I appreciated. The laughter as I started to sit up and check for errant patches of ice, not so much.

Relax, human, I didn’t freeze them, you did with your words and…

“Oof,” I groaned as the weight of Caspian crashing down on top of me knocked some of the air from my lungs.

He stole the rest with a searing kiss that made my head spin. Caspian’s fingers tangled in my hair while mine got snared in his. I heard a low growl too deep to be Caspian’s, then the bed dipped as Mattias joined us.

“Mate?” Mattias murmured as Caspian and I broke apart breathlessly, “tell me what you want and it’s yours.”

“I just want the two of you,” I replied, reaching for him so I could kiss him too.

I didn’t know how to voice the things my body craved. What I felt tonight was different from the whirlwind of emotions and intensity that our rushed mating had been. Maybe it was because my dragon’s need fueled that desire too this time, whereas last time I’d barely felt his presence in my head while our mates had been touching us. When his lips pressed against mine, it was like the kiss flipped a switch.

Our dragons crashed together in my mind, even as he tugged Caspian and I closer to him and deepened the kiss. Desire flared hot and heavy. The flutters I’d felt in my belly all afternoon morphed into pure heat.

Need.

The room suddenly smelled like snow. I opened my eye to see it falling from the ceiling, melting the moment it touched Caspian’s shoulder and Mattias’ hair. Mattias’ finger trailed over my hip, then higher, caressing my side. He found a spot I didn’t realize was sensitive until I gasped and raised my hips, head thrown back as he trailed kisses down my neck and across my shoulder. Caspian’s hand on my cheek drew my gaze to him and the smoldering look in his eyes as he watched me nearly left me breathless. Snow drifted around his face and I reached to run my fingers through it, hissing as Mattias’ hair brushed across my abs. It felt like the ocean, warm against my cool skin, only the rest of me didn’t feel cool, despite the way a light layer of snow began to accumulate on the blankets around me.

“Do you plan to bury us?” Caspian asked as he brushed the snow off my eyelashes.

“Only enough to make a snowman,” I murmured.

The feel of Mattias’ laugher against my belly made me shiver and squirm while his dragon hissed, low, like a rough, rolling purr through my head that melted everything. His lips trailed lower, wrapping around my cock, shorting out every thought as pleasure overtook me. Gasping, I groaned as he started to suck, Caspian swallowing every sound I made when he kissed me again.

There were no words to describe what it felt like when Caspian moved from kissing me to kissing my shoulder and down my arm, finding another spot that made my stomach clench as another burst of heat washed over me. He trailed his tongue over the bend of my elbow and it was like a lightning bolt slithering up my spine.

“Please,” I groaned, slowly unraveling as they lavished attention on me.

For a moment, I worried if I was being selfish, then Mattias’ tongue swirled around the head of my cock and chased the thought away. When he entered me, the scent of snow grew stronger. My fingers scrabbled for purchase, digging into his shoulders as I tried to get the leverage I needed to rock myself on that thick cock, since he was taking too fucking long.

Inch by inch and not to be rushed, the immovable bastard took me at his speed, while Caspian gripped my hair in his hand and pinned my head to the pillow, making it impossible for me to do anything more than whine and enjoy the pleasure our mate sought to give me. Mattias’ hands were like steel on my hips, holding them in place as he rocked against me. I felt snow on my cheek, then Caspian’s hair and opened my eye to see him peering down at me with a tender look on his face.

“I dreamed of this,” Caspian said. “You, me, making love inside a snow globe. Being taken over and over by our mate.”

His word and Mattias’ cock made me shudder as Caspian maneuvered himself until he straddled my chest, cock right there where I could flick my tongue out and taste it. He smiled and eased the hold he had on my hair as he scooted forward, letting me taste more of him, until I mimicked Mattias’ movements, bobbing my head each time he thrust, dragging my tongue along the underside of Caspian’s dick when Mattias’ withdrew. I even added a swirl at the end, the same as Mattias had done to me, sharing memories of the pleasure with Caspian, who never stopped petting my hair.

Caspian came first and I eagerly swallowed his release until he went soft and whined that it was too much when I continued to suck him. He could barely hold his head up, lips parted slightly as he fought to catch his breath. I couldn’t, not when Mattias choose that moment to pick up the pace, rocking the bed while Caspian slid lower on my body. I felt Mattias’ knot began to swell as I came, locking us together as he filled me moments later.

Everything froze. For a moment, for an hour, time became meaningless. The next clear thought was so swirly I let it drift away, swallowed up by the pillow. Everything was so soft it felt like my bones had turned to jelly, the weight of Caspian’s body, pinning me to the bed, his head resting right over my still hammering heart. I felt Caspian’s fingers brush the side of my face and realized he was adjusting my eyepatch, which must have come loose when I’d been writhing on our mate’s cock.

“Thank you,” I murmured, catching his hand before he could finish. I tugged it to my lips, breathlessly kissing each fingertip, before removing the eyepatch myself.

It could stay off. The night wasn’t done yet. I wanted more and I hadn’t been worried about it one bit. That was a first for me and I didn’t want to go backward. Not with them. Not now. Caspian kissed me as Mattias’ knot finally went down enough for him to withdraw it, then Caspian gasped and giggled.

“Tickles.”

“What?” I groaned.

“His hair. Tickles. On my back. Ohhh. Now he’s kissing me and it tickles too.”

How could a smile be both amusing and seductive? Caspian squirmed, arching away from Mattias, which rubbed his cock against mine as Mattias pulled him closer.

Oh shit.