CHAPTER NINETEEN: KIT

HOLY SHIT, why did that make Kit hard? His body reacted with a sharp jolt of excitement, sending a shiver down his spine. He couldn’t believe how quickly and intensely the feeling had overcome him.

He didn’t have time to wonder because Hudson tilted his head back and exposed his throat, causing a rush of anticipation to flood through him. His eyes fluttered shut as he savored the sensation. Hudson’s nibbles along his neck sent sparks of pleasure through his body, igniting a deep desire for more.

Kit pressed himself against his mate, seeking out friction in any way he could.

Connie ran his tongue over the shell of Kit’s ear while exploring every inch of Kit’s chest with his hands. A delicate touch teased at his nipples, causing another moan to escape from his lips.

Chill bumps rose on Kit’s arms as Connie rolled the hard peaks. His breath was warm against Kit’s neck, sending delicious tingles down his body.

Those mischievous fingers seemed to have a mind of their own, leaving Kit in a state of constant arousal. He was completely at the mercy of his mates’ touch, and he loved every second of it.

Kit trembled as he rose to his toes, squirming under Connie’s touch. A sharp, sweet pain flooded his system as Connie pinched his nipples, making him gasp and arch his back.

With a fierce intensity, Connie fastened his lips on Kit’s throat and sucked hard, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along his skin. Kit couldn’t help but thrust his hips in response, causing Connie to grind his own arousal against Kit’s body in a frenzy of desire. Every touch was electric, every sensation heightened as their bodies moved together in a dance of passion.

In unison, Hudson and Connie inched back from Kit, their bodies tense with anticipation. Kit’s chest rose and fell rapidly as he stood there, panting.

Then a deep, guttural growl erupted from Hudson’s throat, echoing in the room. Heat surged through Kit, igniting a primal desire that had been simmering just below the surface.

The sound of Hudson’s growl was like an inferno, stoking a fire within him. With a loud moan, Kit surrendered to the intoxicating heat between them.

Connie shivered as Hudson picked Kit up and tossed him on the bed. “Oh, this is getting good.”

Hudson leaned in close to Kit, his long hair cascading around them like a curtain of silk. Kit reached up and gently wrapped a strand of it around his fist, pulling Hudson closer.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, with Kit taking the lead this time. He ran his hands through Hudson’s hair, tugging and teasing as they deepened their connection.

With a playful nip to Hudson’s full bottom lip, Kit finally pulled back, gasping for air. The electric tension between them was palpable, leaving them both wanting more.

“Is everything okay?” Connie asked breathlessly. “That was hot.”

“Everything’s fine,” Hudson reassured him, his weight causing the bed to dip as he joined Kit. He reached out and pulled Connie closer, causing his large, swollen cock to bounce against his belly.

Hudson grasped Connie’s cock, leisurely stroking it. Connie moaned, eyes hooded, his hand resting on Hudson’s shoulder for support. Hudson watched Kit as he stroked Connie’s dick, making Connie moan harder. He twisted his wrist, and Connie’s hips bucked.

Hudson then nipped Connie’s shoulder, sending another shudder through him. “You don’t come until you’re buried in Kit’s ass and he’s come first. Understand, Connie?”

Connie panted, a deep growling purr coming from him. He continued to fuck Hudson’s fist. “Yes.”

“Good.” Hudson worked Connie for several minutes before finally letting go and turning his attention to Kit. Climbing on the bed, he straddled Kit, his legs on either side of Kit’s shoulders. “Now you suck me.”

Kit couldn’t resist the temptation before him. He eagerly opened up, instinctively gripping the sturdy headboard to keep his hands from wandering.

The anticipation of what was to come sent shivers down his spine, and his heart pounded in his chest. Hard and hot. Salty and sweet. Silken skin over steel.

Hudson was a mouthful, that was for sure. Kit glanced up at him, all that hair falling wildly around his very flushed face. Relaxing, he let Hudson gently fuck his mouth as he looked at him.

Mother of all, Hudson was beautiful. He stared down at Kit, his eyes those of his dragon, and his lips pulled back from his teeth as he thrust in and out of Kit’s mouth. A slight smile lit his face as he watched Kit take him deeper.

“Yes,” he whispered. “Just like that. Slow. Make me crazy.”

Next thing Kit knew, his feet were flat on the bed, his knees bent and spread. Connie touched his hole with his wet finger, and Kit jumped under Hudson.

“Connie has lube,” Hudson whispered. “He’s going to open you.”

Since his mouth was stuffed full, he winked to let Hudson know he’d heard as Connie teased his slick fingers back and forth against Kit’s tight hole. The pressure of his touch caused Kit to grunt around Hudson’s throbbing cock, desperately trying to push back for more.

“Want more?” Hudson asked.

Yes, he wanted more. He writhed against the sheets, his hips gyrating with desire. His body was on fire, every nerve ending alive and begging for more.

Connie’s touch sent shivers of need racing across his skin like greedy fingers, leaving trails of heat in their wake. Connie added another finger, plunging them deep inside Kit as if to stoke the flames that consumed him. He sucked harder, pulling a startled moan from Hudson.

“Damn, you’re good at that.”

Connie entered Kit with another finger, and oh, that was good. He liked a little bit of pain, and Connie was giving him what he wanted.

“You’re dripping precome, Kit. I’d stroke you too, but I don’t want you to come again,” Connie taunted. “Not yet at least.”

Connie was right. One touch to his cock and he would blow.

“Connie, on the bed,” Hudson demanded. “He’s going to ride you while I fuck his mouth.”

With a contented sigh, Kit released Hudson’s cock and move as Connie eagerly climbed onto the bed. As Kit straddled him, he couldn’t help but admire the sight of their entwined bodies, illuminated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp.

He took hold of Connie’s slick cock, feeling its weight and warmth in his hand, before slowly lowering himself down onto Connie’s thick shaft. The sensation of being filled and stretched was intense, and Kit moaned as he bounced gently up and down, savoring every inch until finally bottoming out with a gratifying thud.

“Ride me,” Connie begged. “Take what you need, Kit.”

Hudson grabbed Kit’s hair, bringing his face toward him. “Open.”

Even though Kit was the one impaled, he had control. He raised his hips, feeling Connie’s cock slide almost out, then he eased back down. They both groaned. Oh, that angle was just right. Connie teased Kit’s nipples as he moved up and down.

“Faster,” Connie breathed. “Please, Kit, go faster.”

Kit braced his feet on the bed and moved his hips faster, fucking himself on his mate’s dick. His shaft bounced against his stomach, sending little shards of pleasure shooting through him.

Kit wanted to stay here forever, riding this perfect cock from now on out. Every thrust nailed his hot spot. His cock leaked all over Connie’s stomach.

“By Gaura, so good. Come on, love. Come. I need you to come for me so I can,” Connie gasped. “ Come , Kit!”

Hudson growled as he came down Kit’s throat. As soon as Hudson was done, he slipped from Kit’s mouth.

Connie’s words also triggered Kit, his orgasm rushing through him. Pleasure spread through his body and waves of intense satisfaction rolled through him in endless torrents.

His vision blurred, and for a moment, everything was sensation and pleasure, the physical embodiment of ecstasy. Kit collapsed forward onto Connie’s chest, breathless and spent.

His heart pounded against his ribs like a drum, and he could feel Connie’s equally frantic heartbeat under his cheek.

Hudson leaned over them both, his hands tender as he stroked Kit’s back and kissed his shoulder gently.

“You did so well,” Hudson murmured, his voice rough with recent passion. “Both of you, just perfect.”

Connie lifted his hand to Kit’s chin, tilting his face up for a deep, lingering kiss that spoke volumes of gratitude and affection. The warmth of their bodies intertwined created a cocoon of intimacy that none of them wanted to leave.

“We should probably clean up,” Connie said eventually, though he made no move to disentangle himself.

“In a minute,” Kit protested weakly, already half asleep against Connie’s sturdy frame. Hudson chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through his chest.

“Oh, babe, you’ll complain if you wake up sticky.” Hudson kissed the top of Kit’s head. “Come on, up you go.”

Kit hardly moved as Hudson cleaned him, then Connie. Finally, Hudson joined them, pulling Kit into his embrace.

“As much as tomorrow is important, tonight is just about us—no fears, no worries about what comes next.” Connie stroked Kit’s damp hair back from his face.

“That’s right,” Hudson added, pressing a kiss to Kit’s naked shoulder. “Just us, here for you, always.”

Kit looked between them both, seeing nothing but genuine love reflected back at him. For perhaps the first time since the impending visit had been mentioned, a wave of calm assurance washed over him.

“Thank you,” he whispered, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders. “For everything.”

“We’ll always be here,” Connie promised softly.

“And remember, our door is always open for more lessons if needed,” Hudson added, pulling Kit in closer for another hug.

Kit giggled as he settled down in bed, covered by the quiet comfort of their shared warmth and affection. The only reality that mattered was here and now—the warmth of his mates’ bodies, the comfort of their embrace, and the deep, unshakeable bond that linked them together.

“Want to trade places?” Connie asked. “You don’t usually sleep in the middle.”

“I’m fine for tonight.”

“Okay, just checking.”

Kit nestled deeper into the embrace, every muscle in his body relaxed and content. His mind, often a whirlwind of thoughts and what-ifs, was surprisingly quiet. The comfort and security he felt with Hudson and Connie made all external concerns fade into irrelevance.

It wasn’t long before Kit’s eyelids grew heavy, the exertions of their passionate evening catching up with him. As he drifted off to sleep, he felt Hudson adjust their positions slightly, making sure Kit was snug between himself and Connie.

It was these small acts of care and attention that spoke the loudest about their love for him.

THE MORNING light cast a gentle glow across the room. Kit blinked his eyes open to find himself still enveloped in Hudson’s and Connie’s arms.

The intimacy of waking up together like this—untouched by the world outside their door—was something Kit had grown to cherish deeply.

“Morning,” Hudson murmured, his voice hoarse with sleep but filled with warmth.

“Good morning,” Connie chimed in, his hand brushing lightly over Kit’s hair.

They spent a few moments in silence, simply enjoying the closeness.

“We should probably get up,” Kit said, not moving.

“Probably,” Hudson said in agreement.

Connie laughed. “Let’s not all move at once, though.”

Kit snorted. It appeared as if no one was in a rush to get up.

Connie chuckled, which made Hudson laugh too. Then Kit’s stomach growled.

“Okay, Kit’s stomach has spoken. Everybody up. Time to feed our mate,” Hudson declared.

Kit’s laughter rang out in the quiet morning air. They rose from the bed, their movements slow and reluctant, but Kit’s stomach was not to be ignored.

They dressed, then headed to the communal eating area for breakfast. Kit’s mind wasn’t entirely on what he was eating. There were several things he needed to finish up today for the book signing tomorrow.

Plus, Connie’s parents were flying in at some point today. Good grief, had Hudson and Connie been this nervous when they met Kit’s parents?

After breakfast was over, they retired to their temporary quarters and got dressed. Already Kit could hear the construction crew getting started for the day.

“Do we know what time your parents are going to be here?” Kit asked.

“They sent a text early this morning that I forwarded to Torres. They should be landing around eleven this morning,” Connie said. “We’ll probably have dinner in our quarters. That should make it easier for you to meet them.”

“Oh, thank you.” Less people around for the first time meeting Connie’s parents would be easier on Kit. On the other hand, that also meant there would be less to distract his parents.

Connie patted Kit on the butt. “Please don’t stress out about this all day.”

“I’ll try not to,” Kit promised as he finished dressing. Picking up his purse, he kissed Hudson and Connie both on the cheek. “Okay, I’m going to go meet Beckett. I’ll see you guys tonight. Love you.”

“Love you too,” Connie and Hudson said together.

Kit headed out, his steps echoing lightly down the long corridor. Beckett was already waiting by the car, leaning casually against it with a coffee in hand. He looked up and smiled as Kit approached.

“Good morning,” Beckett said. “TGIF.”

“Yay for the weekend!”

“Ready to go?”

“Yup,” Kit nodded, taking a deep breath as he settled into the passenger seat. “I have a whole list of things we need to get done before Austin’s book signing tomorrow.”

“Oh goodie,” Beckett teased as he pulled off.

“I promise I won’t work you too hard.”

“And I’ve heard that before.”

“Oh hush.”

Maybe Beckett picked up on Kit’s need for silence, because he didn’t try to chitchat. Kit was grateful because he really did have a lot on his mind. The drive into the city was smooth, and the early morning traffic wasn’t too insane yet.

His thoughts wandered back to the upcoming encounter with Connie’s parents. Despite his mates’ reassurances, a knot of anxiety lodged itself in his stomach. He just couldn’t help it. This was the first “meet the parents” he’d ever experienced.

Also, a tiny part of him couldn’t help but wonder if they were really okay with him not being a dragon.