Chapter ten

Dorian

"Fuck," I whisper to myself, running my fingers through my long hair. That weird feeling from this morning is back and growing more and more intense. I turn the knob of the tub, letting it slowly fill with water.

Normally I would lay back in water so hot it only barely doesn't burn my skin. Unfortunately, my skin is already slick with sweat. I don't need heat right now, I need to cool myself down. As it fills with water, I quickly strip out of my clothes, tossing them on the floor of the bathroom uncaringly. All I care about right now is getting into the water. I crave it more than I crave anything else.

Maybe that's not the full truth. There's something else I'm craving. Two somethings to be specific. That can wait though. Right now, all I want is to have water surrounding me and cooling me down.

A sigh leaves my lips as I finally sink into the water, letting it completely surround me up to my neck. I lean my head against the back of the tub lip, letting my hair fall behind me. This is exactly what I needed. I take a deep breath, reaching for the magic inside of me and letting my glamor fall away, exposing my true self fully. My chest loosens as I allow myself to fully relax.

My skin cools and I smile as the water laps against the scales around my throat. This feels amazing and the chaos threatening to stir within me settles.

My cock is hard, my ass is wet, and my skin is prickling with nerves, begging to be touched. I know what's happening. I should have seen this coming since meeting Cooper and Martin, but I was putting it off, wanting to focus on getting Dee's remains back.

All of this would be so much worse if my humans didn't know about the supernatural. At least I know they'll have an idea of what heat is and what to expect.

There's a knock on the door and I freeze, listening.

"Dorian? It's us!"

I get out of the tub, grabbing the hotel provided robe and throwing it around myself, not caring about the water dripping all over. I pull open the doors, grabbing the front of their shirts and tugging them into the room before shutting the door behind them. "Oh, thank Christ," I blurt out, not even blushing in embarrassment because I need them.

But above the want and the need of my heat is the overwhelming need to know how the case went. My head is foggy, but I force myself to focus.

I look at them and freeze, realizing with a start that they're staring at me with wide eyes. I look down at myself, seeing my blueish green scales running down my chest.

"Oh my gods," Cooper murmurs, reaching out towards my chest before pulling his hand back and clenching it at his side, like he's holding himself back from touching me. That won't do. I want them to touch me, both of them.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Martin blurts out right away. "We just weren't ready to umm, see this?"

I raise my brow at them, feeling slightly defensive. "Do you have a problem with seeing my scales?"

"It's not just the scales," Cooper whispers, his eyes darting over my face. "Your eyes are different. They're slitted now. And your teeth look sharp as fuck. Your ears are slightly pointed. Dorian," he says and I brace myself for rejection. "Dorian, you're beautiful."

"What?"

Martin nods, finally reaching for me and putting his arm around my waist. "He's right. You're stunning. I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you and yes, that's including Cooper. Sorry, Cooper."

Cooper chuckles, stepping into my space. I put a hand on each of their chests, warmth going through my body in a rush. My ass is so slick I'm worried it'll start dripping down the back of my thighs. My mates like how I look. They think I'm beautiful in my natural form.

Cooper's thumb touches my cheek, gently touching the few scales I have below my eye. I can't take it anymore. I turn my head, popping his thumb into my mouth, running my tongue over the pad of it. His eyes widen but I can smell the way they're both affected, the way their scent sweetens with lust. They want me just as much as I want them.

"One second, Dorian. Let me put this away," he tells me, pulling a black urn from his jacket.

My feet freeze in place, unable to take another step. "Is that?"

"Yes."

Tears spring to my eyes as I stare at the urn, my knees going weak. I can stop kidnapping people. I can stop helping Stewart. I can be free. And so can Dee, she can finally pass over and find peace.

"Thank you," I say, my voice breaking. Martin goes and sets the urn down as Cooper pulls me into his arms. "Thank you so much."

"We would do so much more for you, Dorian. You are ours now," Cooper says, his voice laced with truth. I believe him. I know these two will always take care of me however they can. And now I'm free to do the same for them.

Lady Fate blessed me more than I have words to say thanks for.

"I want to get back in the tub," I tell them, giving Cooper's thumb a nip with my sharp teeth just to hear his tiny little gasp. "But I need you both. I'm in heat."

"We know," Cooper says softly, leaning forward and kissing my forehead. He's shorter than me so he has to stand on his toes and the gesture warms me even more than my heat. "Zander explained it to us. We're here to help you however you need, okay?"

"Thank you," I whisper, grabbing their hands and pulling them towards the bathroom but Martin stops me.

"Come on, baby, let's get you in the bath," Cooper murmurs, pulling me into the bathroom. He gently pulls my robe free before helping me into the water. I let out a sigh as I lay back.

"Gods," I whisper, completely overwhelmed. I'm so fucking relieved, but my heat is starting to make itself known, filling me with lust and longing for my mates. I want them to fuck me full until I'm completely sated. I want to be so full of them that I don't know where they end and I start.

As the water cools me down, I look up at my mates. Their eyes are drifting over my naked body, taking all of me in. The look in their eyes and stiff erections in their jeans tell me everything I need to know about their desires. I'm not human but that doesn't matter to them, they still want me. All of me.

I hold out my hand and Martin takes it, kneeling beside the tub. He brings my hand to his mouth, kissing my knuckles. "Please," I whisper, my voice broken even to my own ears. Beside him, Cooper begins pulling his clothes off.

"We've got you, baby."

I close my eyes, savoring the feeling of Martin's mouth as he kisses along my wrist, nipping at the skin he finds there. I didn't even know my wrist was sensitive but I'm shivering in delight at the feel.

Cooper slides into the tub with me and I'm eternally grateful that Ronny booked this specific room with this specific tub. If I couldn't have at least one of my mates in here with me I would have been so upset.

I take my hand from Martin, reaching between his legs and cupping his cock which is hard for me. I smile up at him. "Come stand at the side of the tub, Martin," I say as I shift in the tub until I'm on my knees with my ass towards Cooper, my chest leaning against the side of the tub at the perfect height to take Martin's cock into my mouth.

They share a look over my head before they're both jumping into action. Cooper's hands slide over my lower back and my ass and I whine, my skin lighting up with pleasure.

"Please," I beg, looking over my shoulder at Cooper. "Please. Get inside me. I need you, Cooper."

"Are you ready for me? I don't want to hurt you."

"Do it now, Cooper. I'm so wet and ready. Please!" My voice cuts off into a long, low groan as Cooper does exactly as I asked him. His cock breaches my hole and my entire body shakes in pleasure at getting exactly what I wanted. Exactly what I needed.

"Shit," Martin murmurs from above me and I meet his eyes which are glazed with lust and trained on my ass where Cooper is slowly sinking into me. "That's so hot."

"So are you," I murmur through clenched teeth. "Now give me your cock. I want you both in me. Now."

"Bossy siren," Cooper says with a chuckle, laying his front against my back as his entire cock fits into my ass. He holds still, letting me get used to the feeling of being stretched around him. Fuck, I feel so good. I know nothing but bliss at this moment and I can't help but wonder why was I restless before?

"Just know what I want," I snark back, wrapping my hand around Martin's erection once he finally pulls it free from his pants. I stroke him slowly, loving how the hardness feels against my palm. I love the way it feels against my tongue as well.

Martin moans as I take him into my mouth. I close my eyes, enjoying the weight of him against my tongue, savoring his taste. Gods, this is so fucking good and we've just barely gotten started.

Cooper finally begins to move, pulling his hips back until just barely the head of his cock is inside me before pushing back in just as slowly. It's torture. I would rather have fast and hard, to rush towards my orgasm, but he forces me to prolong it and enjoy this. He fucks me slow until my toes are curled and I'm making little whimpering noises around Martin's cock.

"That feels so good," Martin whispers, his thumb touching my cheek, running softly over my scales. "So perfect for us, Dorian."

I close my eyes against the emotion threatening to be my undoing. He holds my jaw as he slowly begins fucking my mouth, matching Cooper's pace. All I can do is hold onto the lip of the tub and let them use me. It's overwhelming. It's not enough. It's perfect.

"I'm gonna come," Cooper warns. "I'm gonna fill you up. I'm gonna give you just what you need."

I whine around Martin's cock, ignoring the way my jaw is aching and the way drool drips down the side of my lips. I close my eyes and enjoy what my mates are doing to me, enjoy the way they're taking care of me just as much as I'm taking care of their pleasure.

I can feel the moment Cooper comes, filling my ass with his seed. My stomach flutters, feeling completely and utterly owned, feeling claimed from the inside.

"You're so perfect," Martin says again, gently pulling his cock free from my mouth. I whine, unable to even form words. I want him back inside me! Where is he going?

Before I can form words to explain what I want, Martin is leaning into the tub and manhandling me exactly how he wants me. My shins protest slightly as he sets me down on the side of the tub, kneeling on the lip of the bath. He spreads my legs so my ass is hanging off the edge, completely exposed for his bidding. He holds my hips, relieving some of the pressure from my shins. Cooper kneels in front of me still in the tub, helping to hold me up as well.

Cooper presses open mouth kisses against my chest, licking across my scales, nipping at my nipples. Martin pushes inside of me, the way made easy by my slick and Cooper's cum.

"Oh gods," I grit out as Martin begins to fuck me. He doesn't feel anything like Cooper. Cooper drew things out, keeping me on the edge until my mind was blank with anything other than pleasure and wanting to come. Martin fucks me in long, hard strokes. He hits my prostate over and over and over until I'm crying out and chasing my orgasm.

"That's it," Cooper murmurs, taking my lips into a kiss. His tongue invades my mouth and I can do nothing but let him explore my mouth. "Are you gonna come, baby?"

I whine as I nod my head. Cooper's hand wraps around my cock, stroking me in time with Martin's thrust and before I can even prepare myself, I'm coming across his fist. Moment's later, as my ass clenches down around Martin's cock, he's coming as well. His cum is mixing with Cooper's inside of me.

My body throbs over and over and over again as I come until all of the tension and fight leave me all at once. I fall into Cooper's arms but he's right there to catch me. Two sets of hands gently bring me back into the water. I close my eyes, a shuddering sigh leaving my lips.

"You're amazing," Cooper whispers against my sweaty hair. I drift off to sleep in the tub, completely satisfied, my heat sated for the time being. My mates have cared for me better than I could even imagine. I'm safe here for the first time since my sister passed away.