Twenty-Two

Cam

That evening, it was Ember's turn to stay the night.

He'd made us an amazing meal, and I'd been tempted to ask him to move in with us simply so I could enjoy his cooking every day. What could I say? Food truly was the way to my heart.

When we paused outside the guest bedroom we'd offered to Ember, the air felt charged with something. Something new and exciting, warm and electric. I could tell Micah felt it too by the way his breath trembled with every exhale. I knew Micah better than I knew myself, and I was very familiar with the look in his eyes.

Since I knew there was no way Micah would ever put it into words, I did it for him, like always. You'd think it would be the other way around since Micah could read my thoughts, but no. I was the one who usually spoke for the both of us, and I knew Micah preferred it. He trusted me to speak for him, just like I trusted him to stop me if I got it wrong.

"Before you go in," I said as Ember reached for the doorknob, and he dropped his hand, turning to look at us. "Can we kiss you?"

Ember's eyes flared wide, the blue wavering as if his eyes truly were made of flames, and he glanced from me to Micah.

I nudged Micah with my elbow, and he blinked, coming out of whatever trance he'd been stuck in. "Please?" he added, his way of consenting to what I'd said.

"I'd never say no to that," Ember said in his warm, deep voice, and I grinned. Then, I pushed Micah forward, making him trip over his own foot and fall right into Ember's chest.

Ember caught him quickly, steadying him as Micah's palms pressed against his big chest, clinging on.

"Cam!" Micah hissed, his cheeks going pink, and Ember reached for him, cupping his cheek as he tilted Micah's face toward him.

"Are you okay?"

Micah visibly swallowed, a soft "Yes" escaping his lips, and I grinned as I watched them, my chest all warm and gooey. They looked good together. Sometimes, I still had a hard time believing they were both mine. How had I gotten so lucky?

"May I kiss you, Micah?" Ember asked again, and I was glad he did. I knew Micah would say yes, but it never hurt to ask.

"Yes, please."

It was interesting to see how different their dynamic was than Micah and me. With me, Micah was still sweet, but he was firmer, because he knew I needed to be kept in line or I would drive him crazy. Sure, I had to push his buttons sometimes—and I loved doing it—but when Micah lost his cool? It was magnificent.

In Ember's arms, Micah melted like putty, and my skin tingled as I watched them kiss, my dragon urging me to join them, to claim them as ours.

I held back, wanting them to have their moment. Micah had been so hesitant about finding Ember, and it made me happy to see them so close.

Micah pulled back from the kiss, his eyes darker than usual as he gazed up at Ember. Licking his lips, he took a step back and glanced at me.

What are you waiting for?

Grinning, I hurried over, and Ember pulled me close and into a kiss almost instantly. I could taste Micah on his lips, his favorite cherry lip balm, and it made me smile as I deepened the kiss, sliding my tongue into Ember's mouth. His big hands fell to my ass, and I moaned as he squeezed my asscheeks. His hands were so big. They'd feel amazing against my skin. I wanted to rip his clothes off right then and there, to run my hands over all of him, but I held back. I wanted our first time together to be all three of us, so I was going to be patient and wait for Micah to be ready.

I'm ready .

For a moment, I thought I'd imagined it, my need playing tricks on my mind. But no. That was Micah, speaking in my mind. Did he mean it?

Ripping my lips from Ember's with effort, I turned to Micah, panting.

"You mean it?" You aren't just saying it for my sake? I added in my mind, not wanting Ember to worry about that.

"Yeah. I mean it, I promise." Turning to a puzzled Ember, Micah swallowed and said, "Could we...join you?"

Translating for my shy mate, I added, "He means we'd like to go further, if you're up for it."

Ember's eyes widened, going from me to Micah and back again. He swallowed, and his Adam's apple bobbed in the most delicious way.

Then, he turned the doorknob and pushed the door open, holding it for us.

Taking Micah's hand so he didn't start second-guessing himself, I led him inside, and Ember closed the door after us, probably so Jodi wouldn't get in. Not that the door would stop her or Saaya if they were really determined.

The guest room we'd given Ember was right beside our bedroom, and it had a similar layout, though the bed was a king, while the one in our room was a bigger one I'd had made so all four of us—once we found our final mate—could sleep together.

I pulled Micah to the bed, and he perched on the very edge as Ember walked close.

Ember reached up and cupped Micah's cheek with his right hand, then mine with his left. "Are you both sure? We don't have to do anything if you're not ready. We can just cuddle and sleep."

I smiled. That was such an Ember thing to say. I wanted to shout 'Daddy!' in Micah's mind again, but I was trying not to push him too much. It wasn't that I had any real interest in BDSM, but I knew how flustered it made Micah, and that was the only reason I said it.

"I'm sure." I turned to press a kiss on Ember's warm hand. He smiled down at me, his blue eyes flickering with warmth like there were actual flames in his irises. Maybe his eyes were like DD's, forever changing.

"Micah?" Ember prompted, and he glanced up, his lower lip caught between his teeth.

"I... I'm not sure I'm ready yet," he said hesitantly, and my eyes widened. So he had said it for my sake! Before I could say anything, before I could tell him off, he continued, "But I want you to be together. Is it okay if I just...watch?"

I froze. The idea of doing something, anything , with Ember while Micah observed sent a bolt of need right up my spine. Fuck.

Ember seemed dumbstruck, and I placed my palm over his, making him jerk and shake his head.

"Oh! Of course it's okay, Micah. Whatever you want. And if you decide you want to join us or that you want us to stop, you can say so at any time."

And if you want us to stop and don't say anything, you'll pay for it , I added in a warning.

"I promise," he answered to the both of us, then stood up, pressed a kiss on my lips, then one on Ember's, before settling in an armchair in the corner of the room. It had a perfect view of the bed, and Micah leaned back into the chair, looking utterly relaxed as he waited for us to continue.

Fuck, this was going to be one unforgettable night.

Ember

My mates were going to drive me crazy.

Micah sat in his chair, completely unruffled, while Cam gazed up at me with warm expectation.

Leaning forward, I pulled him into a kiss, my arms going around his waist as his slid around my neck. His lips were unbelievably soft, and I nipped at the lower one, making him whine.

Sliding my hands lower, I cupped his ass, then used my grip to pull him up so I didn't have to crane my neck to kiss him.

Cam gasped into my mouth, wrapping his legs around my waist without breaking the kiss.

On the bed .

The voice in my head made me jump, but Cam grinned against my lips, pulling back just a little to gaze up at me, his green eyes dark and still sparkling.

"You heard him."

So it was Micah. Did that mean he'd added me to their mental link?

Shaking my head, I tightened my hold on Cam and climbed up on the bed as he started kissing me again, every brush of his lips sending sparks skittering across my skin.

His crisp dragon scent was all around us, and I wished Micah's sweet scent was mixed in too, but I respected his wishes. I hoped he had more orders for us, though. It felt surprisingly good to follow them.

I lay Cam down on the mattress, making sure Micah could see us both.

Pulling back from Cam's lips, I trailed kisses down his jaw, burying my nose in the crook of his neck and taking a deep inhale of his scent.

Take off Cam's shirt .

I grinned against Cam's neck before sitting upright and doing as I was told while Cam gazed up at me with half-lidded eyes, his pink lips wet and swollen. I was very tempted to kiss him again, but I resisted the urge as I unbuttoned his shirt.

He sat up to help me pull it off, and I pulled him into another kiss, just a short one so I could taste him again.

Micah gave Cam a similar order, and he reached for my t-shirt, pulling it off.

Cam's eyes roamed over my chest, the heat in his eyes flaring. "Fuck. You're so damn sexy, Ember."

Are you seeing this, Micah? Fuck .

I blinked. I was connected to the mental link for sure. What had made Micah decide to do it? Or maybe it was temporary, so he could join us right then.

Cam leaned forward and pressed his face between my pecs, his warm lips pressing against my skin. He slid his nose through my chest hair, breathing deeply, and my cheeks flushed at the delighted look on his face. It was a good thing I hadn't shaved it off like I'd been thinking of doing.

Things sped up after that as Micah told us to remove each other's clothes one by one until suddenly we were naked.

"You're stunning," I murmured as I gazed down at Cam, at his smooth, pale skin, at his cock, slim, hard, and flushed as it leaked precum onto his belly. The mark on his hip drew my eyes, a four-pointed star with the up and down points colored dark while the other two were faint. "Is that your mate mark?"

Cam nodded, then grinned. "You'll get one soon." Then his eyes roamed over my form. "You're not so bad yourself, big guy," he said as his eyes came to rest on my cock, and I huffed, my cheeks heating up. It wasn't the first time someone had commented on my size, but it felt different coming from my mate. Better. Kinder.

Ember, wrap your hand around both your cocks. Jerk both of you off together .

The order made me groan as my cock twitched, and Cam licked his lips, raising a brow at me.

Straddling his thighs, I leaned down, bracing myself on an elbow as I wrapped my other hand around both our cocks, letting out a shaky breath at how good Cam's silky skin felt pressed against mine.

Turning my head, I snuck a glance at Micah, and the sight almost made me come right then and there.

Micah had slid forward in the chair at some point, and now his pants were pushed down, his hard cock sticking out with Micah's hand wrapped around it. His crop top had rucked up too, offering a tantalizing peek of the piercing glinting at his belly button, and his hardened right nipple.

Fuck, Micah. You look good enough to eat . I tried to send that thought through the mental link, and it was only when Cam grinned that I knew I'd succeeded.

Doesn't he? Cam asked, pride clear even in his mind-voice.

Groaning in answer, I started jerking us off like Micah had ordered, stealing kisses from Cam and sneaking glances at Micah in between. I wished Micah was in the bed with us, but this felt amazing in its own way, and as long as we were all together, I didn't mind what dynamic we were in.

Pleasure filled my being as I kept jerking us off, our combined precum more than enough to make my palm glide over our lengths.

My climax crashed into me out of nowhere, and I grunted as I hung over Cam, my arm trembling as I kept going, wanting him to come as well. It didn't take much longer, and Cam gasped under me as his cock spilled in my fist, his whole body trembling under me.

Unable to keep myself up, I fell on top of him, and he gave a soft 'oof,' making me scramble to get off him.

"Stay," he grumbled, wrapping his arms around me, and I stopped struggling as I remembered he was much stronger than he looked. He could handle my weight without a problem.

I turned my head to glance at Micah, smiling when I saw the cum covering his belly. As I watched him, his dark eyes met mine, and he gave me a soft smile in return.

Then he got to his feet and stumbled into the bathroom, returning a few moments later in just his crop top and boxer shorts—which I was surprised by—with a wet cloth in his hand.

Gently, he nudged me until I moved off Cam and lay on the bed beside him, then wiped our combined cum off us both, his brows furrowed in concentration as he worked.

While I enjoyed taking care of them outside the bedroom, I could tell this was Micah's domain, and I had no problem with that. I'd happily follow any and all orders Micah gave me.

Once he was done, he leaned over and dropped the cloth on the floor. Before he could think about it, I took his hand and pulled him between Cam and me.

"Come on, princess. Time for a cuddle."

Princess, huh? It suited Micah. He was pretty and sweet, but also powerful and commanding. Yeah, princess was just the right nickname for our mate.

Micah slid in between us, and Cam threw an arm over him, his palm resting on my hip. After covering us with a blanket and turning off the lights, I did the same, cocooning Micah between us.