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  “Don’t leave me like this.” She locked her eyes with Jaeson’s. She hoped he could see the need and desire there.

  “I’m not going to. We’re not going to.” His hands stroked up her thighs.

  He moved up between her thighs and fitted his cock to her entrance. Samiel’s mouth closed over hers as Jaeson slowly pushed into her. She moaned as he filled her. His cock throbbed inside her. Samiel’s tongue slowly stroked over hers. She hungrily kissed him back. Being even slightly connected with him as Jaeson fucked her only pushed her arousal higher.

  “I love seeing him fuck you,” Samiel growled against her lips. “I can’t believe we wasted all this time.”

  Jaeson’s hips drove against hers. She felt a hand skim across her ribs and up to her breasts. She wasn’t sure and didn’t really care, but she thought it was Samiel’s. The fingers tightened, squeezing and lifting the mound. The added sensation had her arching, pushing her hips up to meet Jaeson’s strokes. Samiel’s lips caught her moans and gasps. She tried to lift her arms, but the magic at her wrist held her again. The helplessness sent a spike of heat straight to her core.

  Samiel’s teeth nipped hers just before he pulled back. She groaned. She needed his mouth. Jaeson’s lips moved over her neck and throat. Anticipation curled and sizzled as she waited for his bite. It sent her right over the edge. She jerked as her body clenched. Waves of sensation slammed through her. Her hands clenched and her body shook. She heard Jaeson groan felt his hips slam into hers. His pelvis ground against hers and he stiffened. She felt his semen splash against her core.

  Samiel’s lips moved softly against her, coaxing her attention back from the hazy pleasure still floating through her. He lifted his head and smiled. His hand moved over her breast, pinching the nipple before tracing the dark areola. She almost couldn’t believe it, but she felt arousal rising already. Almost, because she definitely wanted the pleasure promised by his smile.

  Jaeson moved to the side. He licked his lips. He practically glowed with satisfaction, but his hands moved over her slowly, softly. It was obvious he wasn’t going to just sit back and watch as Samiel enflamed her again. She licked her lips. She loved the things they made her feel, but she didn’t want just to feel. She wanted to make them feel too.

  Samiel’s hand spread over her stomach. He traced small circles up and down, but didn’t touch her breasts or her pussy. The light touch should barely have registered after the pleasure she’d just experienced, but her skin was exquisitely sensitive. He licked at her shoulder. Jaeson drew his fingers over her thigh. His lightly callused fingers drew inward, but then wandered outward. It still amazed her. She felt so much every time they touched her.

  “I’m not going to be able to wait very long for you, my witch.” Samiel’s lips nibbled along her collarbone.

  “You won’t have to,” she admitted breathlessly. She could feel her body, loosening and readying for him.

  She felt the scrape of his teeth along her neck. His hand slid up her stomach and cupped her breast. His thumb brushed over her nipple. She bit her lip. The fluttering feeling in her stomach tightened as the two men’s hands moved over her body.

  “See if she’s ready for me, Jaeson.” Samiel’s voice dropped to a low growl.

  That rumbling vibration rolled through her. She shivered. Jaeson’s hand slid up her thigh. She parted her legs, eager to feel his hand on her. His fingers traced the divide between the lips, teasing for a few moments before he parted them. He drew one fingertip down flicking over her clit. Her hips bucked. He began stroking with a teasing rhythm that drove her slowly insane. She saw a wicked smile on his lips and knew he was enjoying himself. He didn’t stop until her hips rocked against his hand.

  “She’s hot and flushed. I’d bet she goes off in only a few strokes.” Jaeson’s fingers danced over her clit.

  She mewled and her body arched.

  “Release her hands. I want her on her hands and knees.” Samiel drew his hands down her stomach. “So beautiful.”

  Jaeson drew his hand from between her legs. He reached up and his hand circled her wrist briefly. She felt a tingle of magic and then she could lift her hand. She didn’t have time to reach out for them. Samiel lifted her and turned her onto her stomach.

  “You know, I would like to have a bit more say in this.” She shot a glance back at him.

  His hands drew along her thighs and his cock pressed against her buttocks. “Later. You’ll have me coming within moments if you start exploring now. I need to be inside you. Watching you come for Jaeson made me want to see you do that for me.”

  His words flamed through her. It didn’t take her mind much to jump from him pressing against her to his cock pushing into her. Her head fell and she shivered. She wanted that.

  “Now.” She forced the words out on a groan.

  “That’s one order I don’t mind following.” Samiel’s fingers tightened as his shaft entered her.

  She didn’t know how he had the control to move so slowly. If she could reach him, her hands would be pulling at him to get him to move faster. His breath feathered over her shoulder. She shivered and pushed back against him. She needed him to move.

  “Samiel,” she whispered.

  “Do you need more, baby? Jaeson help her out.” Samiel’s lips moved along her shoulder.

  She felt Jaeson’s hands reach under and begin to play with her breasts. That wasn’t what she needed. She needed Samiel to move. Having his cock inside her felt wonderful, but she ached to feel him driving against her as desperate and out of control as she was.

  “Help him. He’s too controlled.” She bit her lip trying to keep from coming. She wanted to come with him, as he moved inside her.

  Jaeson kissed her, his lips moving over hers softly as he continued to pluck at her nipple. “He’s not controlled, Meagan. He’s trying desperately to grab enough so he can take you over with him. He’s so hot for you.”

  His words pleased her. When Samiel’s hips began to rock into her, she pushed back into him, eager to let the gnawing hunger grow and consume them both. His strokes quickly pushed the desire so high that she couldn’t think beyond reaching for the shimmering explosion she knew was building. Ripples of sensation sizzled over her body. She arched back, pressing into his thrusts. Every muscle in her body clenched as the orgasm slammed over her. It felt as if sparks danced across her skin from her head to her toes. She barely felt when Samiel’s teeth pierced her skin. His big body shook and a roar echoed around the room as he came.

  She would have collapsed if Samiel hadn’t been holding her. Her head rested against the plush pillows. She tried to concentrate on breathing. Samiel slowly withdrew and lifted her to settle her more fully on the cushions. He sprawled beside her. His hand splayed possessively just under her breasts.

  Meagan drew her fingers over Samiel’s jaw. Jaeson sprawled on the nest of pillows at her side. One of his feet hooked over her ankle as if he wanted to make sure she wasn’t going anywhere. Right now, it was the dragon who’d stirred her interest. His eyes held her attention. She could see something there, something that hadn’t been there even a few days ago. She couldn’t quite put a name to it except that he’d relaxed his control but she thought there had to be something more to it than a simple decision that after years he’d decided it was all right to relax. Something had changed. She didn’t want to press, but she was too curious not to give it a shot even if it was in a roundabout way.

  “I’ve been wondering if we’d ever be like this.” She turned threaded her fingers into Jaeson’s hair.

  “I want more of that stroking. You can’t just tease a man and move on to someone else.” Samiel’s hand cupped her chin. “Especially if you want answers.”

  She laughed. “Don’t you think you’ve had enough your way? Besides, I’d get back to you, blackmailer.”

  “I didn’t want to wait.” His hand circled her wrist and put her hand on his chest.

  “You know how impatient and demanding the drag
on is. His behavior shouldn’t surprise you.” Jaeson rolled onto his side. “Don’t worry. I’ll help put him in a more talkative mood.”

  She watched a little bemused as he reached over and gripped Samiel’s cock. Samiel groaned. He reached down and placed his hand over Jaeson’s. He rose onto his elbow and looked at Jaeson. Meagan’s lips twitched at his imperious expression.

  “You’re helping her?” Samiel asked.

  “I helped you, now I’m helping her, besides I’m just as curious as she is.” Jaeson ran his thumb over the head of Samiel’s cock. “You’ve kept yourself separate. This change is a little sudden.”

  “The actual change might have been fast, but the things behind it have been brewing ever since our witch burst into our lives. She made me think.” Samiel sent a smoldering glance toward Meagan.

  “She changed things. I think I might be offended.” Jaeson leaned over to lick Meagan’s lips before he looked up at Samiel and thrust his lower lip out in a pout. “You and I were together for years and it took a long time just to get you to drink from my neck.”

  Meagan laughed. She could see the teasing glint in his eyes. The man couldn’t pull off a good pout. He just looked too damned regal to carry off the sulk. She could tell Samiel was on the verge of laughing too. She loved the relaxed way they were teasing each other.

  “She’s prettier than you are and has different methods of getting what she wants.” Samiel released Jaeson’s hand long enough to reach over and ruffle his hair. “And if you’re not planning to follow through, let go.”

  Jaeson’s hand stroked down just once before he released Samiel’s cock. “I’m not ready just yet for another round. I want to know more about why you changed your mind.”

  “The simple version is that if finally registered that I could trust Meagan, you and most of all myself.” Samiel slid his hand over Meagan’s stomach. “I wouldn’t hurt either of you and you’d never deliberately hurt me.”

  “What about the long answer?” Meagan asked.

  “Pushy witch, maybe he’s not ready to spill his thoughts and feelings out.” Jaeson winked at her. “He’s not as vocal about his feelings as you are. Talk, talk, talk.”

  Meagan shot a look at Samiel. “Do we really need him?”

  “I know what you mean. He has the most warped sense of humor I’ve ever encountered.” Samiel grinned. “But yeah, we have to keep him. He’s part of the bond and when he’s not being obstructive or trying to tease, he’s not that bad.”

  “So now I’m not that bad. You were screaming for me not too long ago.” Jaeson turned to glare down at Meagan.

  “He said that. I didn’t.” Meagan tickled him, her fingers dancing along his ribs.

  His lips twitched and he pulled away a little, but her hand followed. He laughed and captured her hand sending her a stern stare. She just smiled at him, knowing it would irritate him. His head flashed down and he nipped her shoulder.

  “Ow! That stings, damn it.” She rubbed at the spot, trying to see it. She could just see the edge of a red mark.

  “Mess with a vampire and you’ve got to beware the teeth.” Jaeson settled on his side beside her. He looked smug.

  “Just not as much as you should beware the dragon.” Samiel leaned over and ran his tongue over the tender spot.

  “You may have distracted the vampire, but I remember that we were talking about the long answer of why you decided you could let yourself relax enough to play and enjoy yourself.” Meagan pushed on Samiel’s shoulder, shoving him onto his back. She crawled over him so that he was between her and Jaeson now.

  Jaeson frowned at her. “You know I wanted to touch you.”

  “You can touch him. It’s not like it would be the first time. I’ll move back to the middle a little later.” She ran her hands over Samiel’s chest. “With me in the middle, you were a little unfocused.”

  “I liked what I was focusing on.” Jaeson reached over and gripped her arm. “We have years to talk about what changed his mind.”

  “And we can make love again as soon as he tells us. Don’t try to give me that mistreated look.” She shook her head. “You can wait.”

  “You know he’ll keep arguing with you. He’s annoying that way. He’s distracting you from what you want to do until you attack him or try to ignore him.” Samiel’s hand slid down her stomach. “Then he’ll pounce.”

  She blinked realizing that Samiel was exactly right. Jaeson had successfully distracted her and delayed her finding out why Samiel had seemed to change his mind. Damn vampire, she’d have to be more wary of his tricks.

  “So tell me about what happened in depth before he decides to interrupt again.” She dropped a kiss on Samiel’s chest.

  “Interfering dragon.” Jaeson growled nipping a spot just above the dark, flat nipple.

  Samiel laughed. “I like being the center of attention. When you’re arguing with her, she’s focused on you. It’s completely selfish.”

  “And that’s a dragon thing.” Meagan winked at Jaeson. He could frustrate her, but she wouldn’t change him.

  “Definitely. Well, Samiel, come on. Tell us all about it so that I can get into Meagan.” Jaeson leaned up and brushed his lips over Samiel’s.

  Samiel’s fingers cupped the back of Jaeson’s head and the two men kissed deeply. Meagan watched, enjoying the sight. She had only seen them touch each other once or twice. She didn’t think it was because they’d tried to keep that part of their lives separate from her. They’d all been busy and she really didn’t mind being the focus of their attention. She knew they’d make time for each other just as they did with her.

  “Over the last few days, I’ve been thinking about what happened with the witch. She was young and I wasn’t that experienced myself.” Samiel grimaced.

  “So that incident happened a long time ago.” Meagan titled her head.

  It was the first time he’d talked about it since the time he’d made love to her in that half dragon form. She didn’t want him to stop telling the story but she also wanted him to know that she was interested in what he had to say.

  “Yes, before I’d even finished training. She seemed to want me, but then I lost control. She panicked and when she did I let her go. She was frightened and said something. I overreacted and I never really stopped to think about it. I can’t believe I let that rule me for as long as I did.” He grimaced and shook his head.

  “Habits are hard to break.” Jaeson said quietly. “And there wasn’t really anything to push you to change.”

  “Until our witch delivered her ultimatum. Then I began thinking and watching. I was slow, but it suddenly hit me. If the dragon part of me had been out of control, I wouldn’t have been able to stop when the woman panicked. I could trust myself as much as you trusted me.”

  “Good. Now, are you finished?” Jaeson reached across Samiel’s chest and grabbed Meagan’s arm.

  “Yes. Do you have something you’d rather be doing?” Samiel asked with a smile.

  “Definitely. I have an urge to hear Meagan scream with passion.” He hauled Meagan back between them.

  She laughed as she landed on the soft cushions. Samiel’s hands stroked over her cheek before his lips closed over hers. She opened her mouth, eagerly returning his fierce kiss. Her hands rose and her fingers tangled in his hair. She loved kissing him. She felt a palm cover her pussy. A single finger pressed between the slick lips. She didn’t know which man was touching her but the feeling of his fingers stroking her clit drove any thought of names out of her mind. Blessed Lady, the heat was rising so fast. Two fingers pressed into her pussy. Her hips rose and she widened her thighs. She couldn’t think of anything she wanted more at the moment than to be with her two men.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Meagan didn’t scream. She wanted to yell, to rage, but held it back by sheer will. A witch didn’t lose control in front of the council even if there was cause. She forced herself to think. Sometime before Doria had become known as the Dark Witch, she’d
been shown the book this coven held. What had Doria learned? She couldn’t believe Doria had gotten a look at the book.

  Meagan rubbed at her temples and looked down at the book then back at Elder Sarash. “Do you know what she could have found in there? Any specifics?”

  “Well, she won’t know the exact location of the third piece of the generator, but she could get close. She definitely doesn’t know where our piece is.” Talia Sarash opened the book to the middle.

  “How did she convince someone to let her see it?” Meagan drummed her fingers on the table.

  “I’m not sure. I wasn’t there. From what I understand, there was some play on the trust one of the elders had for her.” Elder Sarash said with a shrug.

  “The piece of generator this coven holds needs to be removed, hidden and if possible, destroyed.” Meagan looked at the elder. The older woman’s gray and black hair hung down her back in a long fall. It stood out against the elder’s white robes.

  This was one of the last things she’d expected to happen. Everyone had known there was a Dark Sorceress opposing them. She’d thought they’d be especially careful about who saw anything that important.

  “We’ll arrange that with the dragons. You need to take this to where you put the other book and find out where the third piece of the generator is. It needs to be destroyed before the Dark Sorceress or the Dark Sorcerer can find it. In the meantime, we want you to keep this safe.” Elder Sarash closed the book and lifted it from the table.

  Meagan took the book. The elder was right. Who and how didn’t matter now. The book had to be protected and they did have to find that piece of the shield generator. Even if the Dark Sorcerer only had part of it, it would be a risk. She tucked the book under her arm and looked around the room.

  “I’ll be back as soon as I get the information I need.” Meagan took a look around the room.

  The news of Doria’s knowledge was pushing her into a move before she’d wanted to make it. Meagan was certain Doria wouldn’t believe that they had that third generator for long. Only days before the battle in the ruins, Doria had somehow talked one of the elders into letting her get a look at the book. Meagan was simply glad that Doria hadn’t managed to steal the book or the piece of the generator from the coven.