**Draven**
| used our link to tell Avery about the women’s plan to seduce her mates. | know that Avery, resplendent in her
regal
attire, her dragon-scale jewelry glinting under the chandelier’s light, stands apart from the crowd. Her piercing
eyes scan
the room, her sharp mind already calculating the next move in the gof seduction and counterplay that has
begun to
unfold. She’s determined to ensure her mates and allies are not caught off guard. | know that if | am needed, she
will call
for me.
So | focus on my mates out on the terrace. The moonlight bathes us in a soft glow, highlighting my dark,
dominant
presence, Jace’s delicate, submissive grace, and Rory’s bold, yet submissive energy. Our bond, newly forged and
strengthened by magic, pulses between us like a living thing. But the whispers of the women’s schlinger in
the back
of their minds, a reminder that our sanctuary is not as secure as it seems.
**AVeryr*
| see Cassius, Clint, and Conner, unaware of the storm brewing around them, are engaged in a heated discussion
near the
fireplace. Cassius’s piercing blue eyes flash with intensity as he gestures animatedly, his leather armor creaking
with his movements. Clint, leaning casually against the mantel, his eyes sparkling with mischief, listens with a
smirk. Conner,
standing slightly apart, his sharp features softened by a rare moment of relaxation, observes the exchange with
a quiet
intelligence. Their camaraderie is palpable, but the undercurrent of tension in the room is beginning to seep into
their
conversation.
| approach the Trio, my steps measured and deliberate. My presence commands attention, and the men fall
silent as | join
them. “There's something you should know,” | begin, my voice low and steady. “The women's plot to seduce you
three is more than just a game. They're organized, and they're determined. Draven, Jace, and Rory have already
caught wind of it,
but they're focusing on their own bond for now.”
Cassius’s brow furrows, his dominant nature bristling at the idea of being targeted. “We're not prey to be
hunted,” he
growls, his voice laced with a warning.
Clint’s smirk fades, replaced by a calculating glint in his eyes. “This could be an opportunity,” he muses, his
cunning mind
already spinning with possibilities. “If they're coming for us, why not turn the tables? Make them the ones
chasing their
tails.”
Conner, ever the strategist, crosses his arms, his bright blue eyes narrowing in thought. “We need to know more
about
their motives. Are they acting alone, or is there someone pulling their strings? And how does this affect Draven
and the
others?”
My lips curl into a sly smile. “That's where it gets interesting. Draven’s not just sitting idly by. He's exploring a
mating
bond with Jace, and possibly Rory. Their connection is deepening, but it's also making them more vulnerable. If
the women’s schsucceeds, it could disrupt everything.”
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Cassius’s jaw tightens, his protective instincts flaring. “Then we need to protect them. Draven’s one of us, and
Jace... he's
becpart of our circle. We can’t let them be used as pawns.”
Clint’s eyes gleam with a dangerous light. “Protecting them is one thing, but what if we use this to our
advantage? What
if we draw the women in, make them think they're winning, only to flip the script? It could be a gof
seduction and
counter-seduction, with us holding all the cards.”
Conner’s lips twitch in a rare moment of amusement. “You're enjoying this far too much, Clint. But you're right. If
we're
going to play this game, we need to do it intelligently. We can’t let emotions cloud our judgment.”
My gaze sweeps over the three men, my mind racing with the possibilities. “Then it’s settled. We'll play along,
but on our
terms. Draven, Jace, and Rory will need to be informed, but we’ll handle this as a united front. The women think
they're
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| leave my link open because | want to know what my mates are thinking. As the group disperses, each man’s
mind is
aflwith anticipation. Cassius feels a surge of adrenaline, his dominant nature relishing the challenge. Clint’s
charming
smile returns, his cunning mind already devising ways to lure the women in. Conner’s reserved exterior belies
the
strategic storm brewing within him, his intelligence sharpening as he plans their next move.
**Draven**
Out on the terrace, we are still lost in their own world. | [ean in to whisper something in Jace’s ear, his blue eyes
dark with
desire. Jace, his silvery-blonde braid brushing against his back, shivers at my words, his violet eyes fluttering
closed as he
leans into the touch. Rory, standing slightly apart, watches with a mixture of curiosity and longing, her bold
nature
tempered by her submissive desires. My voice is a low rumble, my dominance wrapping around Jace like a warm
blanket.
“You're mine, Jace. And soon, Rory will be part of this too. Our bond is unbreakable, and nothing can come
between us.”
Jace’s voice is soft, his submissive nature shining through. “I'm yours, Draven. Completely and utterly. And | trust
you to
guide us, to protect us.”
Rory steps forward, her boldness tempered by a hint of shyness. “I want to be part of this, with both of you. I've
never
felt this way before, and it’s... overwhelming.”
I smile, allowing my intelligence and cunning to shine through. “Then let's explore this together. Let's push the
boundaries, see how far we can go. But remember, we're in this together. No matter what happens, we protect
each
other.” As our lips meet in a passionate kiss, the air around them crackles with magic. Jace’s dragon form, Meg,
appears
in a burst of silver light, her wings shimmering like moonbeams. She roars softly, a sound of approval and
encouragement, before nuzzlinggently. Our connection deepens, our bond strengthening with each touch,
each
whisper, each shared glance. **Avery**
As the night wears on, the estate becomes a stage for a complex dance of desire, manipulation, and loyalty.
James is
attending to business matters but would be at my side if | needed him. The Tand | move through the crowd,
our
interactions with the women calculated and deliberate. Each smile, each touch, each whispered word is a move
in the
game, a step towards turning the tables on their would-be seducers.
In a secluded corner of the terrace, Clint corners one of the women, his charming smile masking his true
intentions.
“You're playing a dangerous game,” he murmurs, his blue eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. “But | have to
admit, I'm
impressed. It takes skill to target someone like me.”
The woman, a sultry brunette with a confident smirk, leans in, her scent intoxicating. “Oh, Clint, don’t pretend
you're not
enjoying this. You're just as much a player as we are. And let's be honest, you're exactly the type of challenge |
thrive
on.”
Clint’s smile doesn’t falter, but his mind is racing. “Then let's see how far you're willing to go. Because | promise,
the
ghas only just begun.”
Across the room, Conner engages another woman in conversation, his reserved nature hiding his true motives.
“You're
very persistent,” he remarks, his bright blue eyes studying her intently. “What is it that you hope to gain from all
this?”
The woman, a fiery redhead with a bold presence, meets his gaze without flinching. “What everyone wants,
Conner.
Power. Influence. And maybe, just maybe, a taste of someone as elusive as you.”
Conner’s lips twitch in a rare moment of amusement. “Then you're in for a surprise. Because I'm not as easily
caught as
you think.”
Cassius, standing near the fireplace, watches the interactions with a sharp eye. His dominant nature bristles at
the idea of
being targeted, but he’s also intrigued by the challenge. A woman approaches him, her curves accentuated by a
formfitting dress, her eyes smoldering with desire.
“Cassius,” she purrs, her voice low and husky. “I've heard so much about you. They say you're untouchable, but
I'm
willing to take the risk.”
Cassius'’s piercing blue eyes narrow, his voice a low growl. “You're playing with fire, darling. And | have a feeling
you're
going to get burned.”
As the night reaches its climax, the tension in the room is palpable. The women’s schis in full swing, but we
are
ready. We have turned the tables, using the women’s desires against them, drawing them into a web of their own
making.
**Rory**
| went with Draven and Jace from the terrace to a private chamber. | see Draven and Jace immersed in each
other, their
bodies entwined in a dance of desire. Draven’s long black hair cascades over Jace’s shoulders as he kisses a trail
down his
neck, his blue eyes dark with want. Jace, his silvery-blonde braid brushing against the pillow, moans softly, his
violet eyes
fluttering closed as he surrenders to the sensation.
“You're so beautiful, Jace,” Draven murmurs, his voice thick with desire. “So perfect. | want to make you feel
good, to
show you how much you mean to me.”
Jace’s voice is a breathy whisper, his submissive nature shining through. “I'm yours, Draven. Do withas you
please. |
trust you completely.”
Draven smiles, his dominance wrapping around Jace like a warm blanket. He kisses Jace deeply, his tongue
tangling with
Jace’s as he begins to explore his body, his hands roaming over Jace’s slender frame, mapping every curve and
contour.
Jace shivers at the touch, his skin tingling with anticipation. He arches his back, pressing his body against
Draven'’s, his
hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. “Touch me, Draven,” he whispers, his voice hoarse with need. “I want to
feel you
everywhere.”
Draven chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that sends shivers down Jace’s spine. “Impatient, aren't we? But | like
that. It
shows how much you want me.” He kisses Jace’s neck, his lips trailing down to Jace’s chest, where he pauses to
lavish
attention on Jace’s perky nipples. He sucks and nips at them, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peaks,
eliciting a
series of soft moans from Jace.
Jace’s hands tangle in Draven’s hair, holding him close as he loses himself in the sensation. “Draven... please... |
need more,” he pants, his body thrumming with desire.
Draven smiles against Jace’s skin, his breath hot and moist. “I'm getting to it, love. But | want to take my time, to
savor
every moment.”
He kisses a trail down Jace’s body, his lips brushing against Jace’s skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their
wake. He
pauses at Jace’s navel, dipping his tongue into the indentation, before continuing his journey southward.
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Jace squirms beneath him, his body tense with anticipation. He knows what's coming, and he can’t wait. He
spreads his
legs, offering himself to Draven, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
Draven chuckles, his voice a low rumble that vibrates against Jace’s skin. “Eager, aren't we? But | like that. It
shows how
much you trust me.” He positions himself between Jace's legs, his hands roaming over Jace’s thighs, his fingers
tracing
the delicate lines of his muscles. He leans in, his lips brushing against Jace’s ear, his breath hot and moist.
“Are you ready, Jace?” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. “Ready to lettake you, to feeldeep inside
you?”
Jace nods, his eyes closed, his body trembling with anticipation. “Yes, Draven. I'm ready. Take me. Make me
yours.”
Draven smiles, his dominance shining through. He reaches for the lube, squeezing a generous amount onto his
fingers,
before leaning in to kiss Jace deeply. Their tongues tangle together, their breaths mingling as Draven begins to
prepare
Jace, his fingers sliding into Jace’s tight entrance, stretching him slowly and gently.
Jace moans into the kiss, his body relaxing as Draven’s fingers work their magic. He feels Draven’s thumb
brushing
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pants, his
voice hoarse with need.
Draven chuckles, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down Jace’s spine. “I'm getting to it, love. But | want
to make
sure you're ready for me.”
He adds a third finger, scissoring them inside Jace, stretching him further, before leaning in to kiss Jace deeply.
Their
tongues tangle together, their breaths mingling as Draven begins to thrust his fingers in and out of Jace,
preparing him
for what's to come.
Jace moans, his body thrumming with pleasure. He feels Draven'’s fingers hitting his prostate with every thrust,
sending waves of pleasure crashing over him. “Draven... I'm ready... please... take me,” he pants, his voice a
breathy whisper.
Draven smiles, his dominance shining through. He removes his fingers, squeezing a generous amount of lube
onto his
throbbing cock, before positioning himself at Jace’s entrance. He leans in, his lips brushing against Jace’s ear, his
breath
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“Are you sure, Jace?” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. “Because once | start, I'm not going to stop.”
Jace nods, his eyes closed, his body trembling with anticipation. “I'm sure, Draven. Take me. Makeyours.”
Draven smiles, his dominance wrapping around Jace like a warm blanket. He thrusts into Jace, his cock sliding
into Jace’s
tight entrance, filling him completely. Jace gasps, his body adjusting to the sensation, his muscles relaxing as
Draven
begins to move, his hips snapping forward in a slow, sensual rhythm.
Jace moans, his body thrumming with pleasure. He feels Draven’s cock stretching him, filling him, his prostate
being
stimulated with every thrust. He wraps his legs around Draven’s waist, holding him close as he loses himself in
the
sensation.
Draven chuckles, his voice a low rumble that vibrates against Jace’s skin. “You like that, don’t you, love? Feeling
inside you?”
Jace nods, his eyes closed, his body trembling with pleasure. “Yes, Draven. | love it. It feels so good.” Draven
smiles as he
increases his pace, his hips snapping forward with more force, his cock thrusting into Jace with abandon. Jace
moans, his
body thrumming with pleasure, his toes curling as he loses himself in the sensation. He feels Draven’s cock
hitting his
prostate with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure crashing over him. His body is on fire, his skin tingling with
anticipation. He knows he’s close, so close, and he can’t hold back any longer.
“Draven... I'm... I'm going to...” he pants, his voice a breathy whisper.
Draven smiles, “Let go, love. Cfor me. | want to feel you shake around my cock.” Jace nods, his eyes closed,
his body
trembling with pleasure. He feels the orgasm building, a tight coil of pleasure deep within him, and he lets go, his
body
shaking as he comes, his cum spurting onto his chest in thick, white streaks.
Draven moans, his body thrumming with pleasure. He feels Jace’s muscles clenching around his cock, milking
him, and
he can’t hold back any longer. He thrusts into Jace one last time, his cock pulsing as he comes, his cum shooting
deep
inside Jace in hot, thick spurts. They collapse onto the bed, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in short,
shallow
gasps. Draven kisses Jace deeply, his tongue tangling with Jace’s as they cdown from their highs. “That was
amazing, Jace,” Draven murmurs, his voice thick with satisfaction. “You're incredible.”
Jace smiles, his eyes shining with happiness. “It was, wasn’t it? And it’s all because of you, Draven. You make me
feel
things I've never felt before.”
Draven chuckles, his voice a low rumbling that sends shivers down Jace’s spine. “I'm glad, love. Because you
mean
everything to me. And | want to show you, e
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