15. Marcelo

Chapter 15

Marcelo

Brooklyn and I took turns sleeping, when we weren't having sex.

As Jackson was human, he needed more shut-eye than we did, so in between our fucking sessions, while our human mate slept, one of us stayed awake and watched over him.

We were so protective of him because humans were such fragile creatures. It was kinda silly because Jackson was a grown man who had a job and a life long before he met us.

I was on Jackson watch when he stirred, a little murmur here, a tiny bit of drool in the corner of his mouth there, a shifting from being on his back to facing me, and a wrinkle of his nose. He didn't open his eyes, but his breathing changed from the slow even breaths of deep sleep to a lighter, quicker pattern.

He moaned and turned the other way so his butt brushed against my cock. I'd had a semi since we last had sex, but his silky skin grazing over my crotch sent blood rushing to my length.

Jackson stuck his arm out from under covers, and I tapped Brooklyn's shoulder because we both wanted to be present when our mate awoke.

My fellow dragon shifter's eyes snapped open. Unlike humans, dragons tended to be in two states: awake or asleep but never dozing or half awake.

Jackson yawned and stretched his arm before half sitting up, his head swirling left to right. He grinned at me and kissed me on the lips. I would have liked so much more, but he was probably sore from last night's sexcapades.

"Hi." He peeked under the bedding at my cock and licked his lips before kissing Brooklyn and checking out his dick.

His tummy rumbled, and Brooklyn and I shared a glance. Our human needed food.

"Anyone for coffee?" Brooklyn pulled our mate in for another smooch and jumped out of bed.

I admired his ass and long thick cock while Jackson clapped and yelled, "Nice view."

Brooklyn swung around, and his dick slapped against his thigh. I licked my lips, hoping to get some of the cock in my mouth and ass. Jackson crawled to the end of the bed and stroked our alpha dragon's length.

"Not fair that he gets some cock and I don't."

"There will be no arguing over dicks." Brooklyn grabbed his cock and traced around Jackson's mouth while I scrambled to the end of bed mumbling, "Me too."

I was rewarded with cock head on my lips before Brooklyn pulled on a robe and said he was making breakfast.

"I think I just had mine, or maybe that was the appetizer."

Jackson snorted. "Can dick head be on the menu every morning?"

Brooklyn stuck his head in the bedroom. "Think about what you just said, Jackson."

"Huh?" Jackson shot me a look, but I was trying not to laugh. "I asked if I could have head of dick every day."

Brooklyn's brows shot up while I stuffed a pillow over my mouth. "Head of dick?" He rubbed his stubble. "Sounds like an interesting dish. But that's not what you said."

Jackson harrumphed. "Dick head was…" He slapped a hand over his mouth. "Dick… head. Dickhead." He chortled. "I'll take dickhead any day of the week."

Brooklyn tossed Jackson's hair before heading back to the kitchen.

Jackson got up and stretched, doing it right in front of me so his morning wood was front and center. He ran a hand over the curve of his ass, and my cock jerked under the covers. It wanted some of that dick and butt.

Brooklyn yelled that coffee was ready. "And what are you in the mood for? Eggs? Oatmeal? Sweet potato with peanut butter and apple?"

"I love sweet potatoes."

Jackson chimed in and agreed with me.

I put on my briefs and tee from yesterday while Jackson pulled on his jeans but remained bare-chested. How was I supposed to eat food when he was half naked?

"This coffee is so good. I vote you make coffee every morning." Jackson took another sip.

We hadn't discussed living arrangements, and before we did that, we had to show him our beasts. Mine was pestering me to mate Brooklyn and Jackson, but mating was about honesty and being true to oneself. We couldn't mark our mate until he understood we weren't human. And we each had a dragon inside us. To humans, dragons were beasts of mythology.

If we were wolf or bear shifters, perhaps this news would be easier for him to accept. I tried to imagine being Jackson and meeting our dragons. It could be cool, or he might disappear from our lives, the mating instinct that pulled us to him not strong enough for him to stay.

I pushed those negative thoughts away as today we were together and happy and about to enjoy a meal together. Last night we'd had sex, lots of sex in multiple positions, and me thinking of what could happen would put a damper on my mood and the day.

"I'm going to cheat and put the sweet potatoes in the air fryer." Brooklyn scrubbed them clean and poked them with a fork.

"I'm sorry. I can't possibly eat them if you cheat." Jackson waggled a finger at Brooklyn. "No can do."

"They'd take twice as long in the oven." Brooklyn held up the starchy vegetables.

Poor Brooklyn. He needed lessons in human humor. Jackson drew Brooklyn into a hug. "I was kidding. Air fryer or oven. I don't give a damn."

I shrugged. As long as someone else was cooking, I was happy.

Brooklyn got out a jar of smooth peanut butter, and Jackson picked it up.

"The things I could do with this." He sent me a look that went straight to my cock.

"Do you have a favorite recipe?" Brooklyn grabbed some maple syrup from the cupboard.

"Ummm, let me think. There's one where you coat a cock in peanut butter and eat it and another where you put it in a belly button and lick it. I can think of others if you want a list."

"Brooklyn, you need lessons." I flicked his butt with a dishtowel. "In how to interpret Jackson's jokes."

Brooklyn scratched his head. "I guess I do. Human…" He paused.

"Human?" Jackson tilted his head.

"Humor. Not human." My alpha dragon mate flashed me a glance that said, "Oops." He ran the cold water and splashed his face. "Definitely humorous."

That was awkward, and we might have had to reveal our beasts sooner than we wanted to.

Not soon enough, my dragon grumbled.

Jackson took a spoonful of peanut butter and licked it. My mouth fell open as he lapped the sticky substance as if in slow motion. Thank gods I was wearing briefs and not jeans, so there was room for expansion.

"That's hot."

Brooklyn had his back to us. "I'm not saying anything, because while the sweet potatoes are steaming hot, you're probably talking about someone's dick or hole."

"Actually it's a tongue." I fanned myself with the dish towel while Jackson giggled.

We heated the peanut butter and mixed it with maple syrup and cinnamon and poured it over the sweet potato and sliced apple.

"This is so good," I said after taking the first bite. The sweetness of the syrup combined with the salty peanut butter was the perfect combination.

Some of the peanut butter and syrup sauce dribbled over my chin, and I went to dab it with a napkin, but Brooklyn leaned over and licked it off. "That's a damned good recipe with a dash of Marcelo thrown in."

"Can we go back to bed when we're finished eating? It is Sunday."

"We can eat in bed," I suggested, winking at Jackson.

"I enjoy both types of eating." Jackson put a slice of apple in his mouth and leaned close until I bit the other end. We chewed until our lips met. "Yum."

"My turn." Brooklyn elbowed me out of the way.

"This reminds me of last night." Jackson kissed Brooklyn. "Everyone wanted a turn in someone's hole."

Brooklyn grabbed Jackson's hips and pressed our human mate's ass against his crotch, swaying and moaning. Not wanting to be left out, I got behind Brooklyn and pressed my hard cock on his butt.

"I'm wet," I announced.

"What?" Jackson jerked away from Brooklyn and got behind me, shoving his hand in my briefs. "You sure are," he hummed. "It'd be a shame to waste all that slick."

"No slick is going to waste in this house." Brooklyn raised an arm. "To bed."

We charged into the bedroom and leaped onto the mattress, arms and legs tangled as we removed our clothes.

"I have room for two in my hole." I got on my hands and knees and shoved my ass in the air.

"What?" Jackson fingered me. "Two cocks in one hole?"

"Why only have one when two will do," Brooklyn said.

"Is that possible?" Jackson plunged his fingers in and out of me, and I pushed back, taking them in further.

"Let's find out," Brooklyn said.