Declan losing his wingman to a mate had its upsides. One being, Declan didn’t have to listen to Gideon’s advice about feline shifters. Second, he didn’t have to choose. He could have them both.
Sandwiched between Asiatic and African lioness shifters was the perfect ending to his night on the prowl. Priya, to his right, snaked her hand up his thigh toward his dragon family jewels while nuzzling into his neck. Amani, to his left, teased the outer shell of his ear with her hot breath and warm tongue. Her hand worked the buttons of his shirt. He could die a happy shifter. This was his ultimate fantasy. These beautiful felines could’ve been drawn from his dreams.
The tiny ruby set in gold in Priya’s nose might have gone unnoticed by most, but his dragon loved rubies. They were his favorite gemstone. She would’ve gotten his attention even if she was alone. The fact she had Amani with her was icing on the cake.
Icing. What could he do with icing and the two gorgeous females?
It’d been a while since he had any cake. If anything warranted confections, a romp with two lionesses definitely did.
“Would you ladies be interested in sweetening this evening?” he asked.
Amani peered at him skeptically. Her light hazel eyes flicked from him to Priya, but she didn’t say a word. It didn’t matter the amount of melanin a feline shifter possessed. They all had hazel eyes. When they shifted, the color turned more yellow. It was beautiful to witness. He might even go so far as to say his favorite feline shifter feature was their eyes. Taking a deep breath and pursing her lips, Priya regarded him. “What did you
have in mind?”
Noting their obvious suspicion and hesitance, he shifted in the seat. Declan licked his bottom lip and imagined doing the same with sweet sugar off their bodies. “Nothing too fancy. Strawberries, cool whip, maybe some cupcakes.”
Amani snorted half a laugh. “Cupcakes?”
He lifted a shoulder. “I thought they’d be easiest to acquire. All the good bakeries are closed this time of night.”
“Then maybe we should get them in the morning.” Priya purred smooth as silk.
Each syllable stroked his skin and sent delightful tingles to his cock. She leaned into him, and her sensual heat blazed against his side. While walking her fingers over his chest, sparks from her delicate tips tickled and made his dick twitch. When she paused at the final button on his shirt, she pressed her lips to the bottom of his earlobe. Oh, for the love of all that was holy, he thought he would explode from the teasing.
His eyes rolled into the back of his head. A shudder rippled through him. The dragon locked within him perked. Heaven. This had to be the Promised Land. No one would ever convince him otherwise.
“If he can survive that long,” Amani sniggered. “We’ve been known to be a bit much for some males.”
The two women, on either side of him, flicked their tongues against his neck. He shivered from the heat of their breath and their hands skimming his thighs. His skin warmed, and his cock strained within its cotton-spandex confines. The ride to their apartment needed to be shorter.
It’d be embarrassing to pop off this early. Then again, getting the first orgasm out of the way could prolong the rest of the evening’s activities.
His mind danced with the potential for the evening with two feisty female felines.
Eeeeeee.
The distinct shriek tore through his skull. The beast within him jerked. His tail lashed and slammed against the mental confines holding him inside. Declan flinched, but the women seemed too busy teasing him to notice.
Not right now.
The dragon inside his mind flailed. Thrashing about and crashing into mental barriers, and he roared.
Eeeeeee.
He could miss one.
In his adult life, he answered all the other female dragons’ mating summonings. Declan was under no obligation to respond to every single shriek. No one would die if he skipped out on this occasion.
Besides, two feline shifters was his fantasy. So, going to the mating grounds and rutting whatever female dragon bellowed would just be an exercise in futility. It’d never be as good as two lionesses. By him staying back, she’d have a better chance of meeting her true mate. Which wasn’t him.
Eeeeeee. Urgency laced the cry.
His beast snapped his jaws and threw himself against Declan’s mind, which kept the dragon imprisoned. Declan’s human skin ran cold.
Godsdamnit!
“Umm.” Priya pulled back. “Is something wrong?”
Eeeeeee.
Why did it seem louder? The mating grounds were thousands of miles away. She shouldn’t sound like she was right outside the car.
Somehow, Declan had missed Priya’s hand on his dick. Unfortunately, instead of her finding appreciation for her and Amani’s attentions, his arousal had deflated. How embarrassing.
He’d gotten to the cusp of one of his spiciest desires, and now a mating call ruined everything.
Maybe.
If he delayed answering the female dragon, another male could answer her. He just had to wait it out. If he ignored her screeching, then he could still salvage his night with the delicious women on either side of him.
Eeeeeee. He cringed as the screaming ripped through his skull.
Fuck! He had to think fast to work through this while he stalled.
“Uh.” He attempted to focus on the women beside him and shut out his raging beast—not to mention the shrieking female clamoring for his attention. “Everything’s fine. I’m just hungry.”
Amani furrowed her brows. “You’re cold. I thought dragons ran hot. Aren’t you a reptile?”
Eeeeeee. His dragon thrashed about inside him, demanding to be set free. Ice chilled his veins.
“I’m not a fire dragon,” he forced out, trying to restrain the beast inside him.
Bringing his hand up, he pinched the bridge of his nose. For the love of the gods, he had two lionesses ready and raring to go. He and his dragon could smell their arousal. Of all the nights, why did she have to beckon him now?
“Is this like a kink thing?” Priya asked. “I mean, I guess we could stop for cupcakes.”
“Oh!” Amani bounced excitedly beside him. “I’ve heard of this. Sploshing. It’s when someone gets turned on by others sitting in cake or other foods and eating it out of them.”
Priya recoiled. “Sitting in—and eating it?”
Eeeeeee. The inner beast flailed. He wanted to slam his hands over his ears to stop the sound.
It wouldn’t help. He’d still hear it.
“It’s not that.” Declan didn’t mean for the words to come across so biting. His dragon had lost his ever-loving mind. “My dragon. He’s throwing a fit.”
Eeeeeee. Another snap of the beast’s jaws.
“Because you’re hungry?” Priya’s skepticism dripped from her words.
“I don’t know about this sploshing thing. I’ve always been in the camp of no sugar and no dairy in my lady lion.” Amani waved her hands as she set her limit.
Eeeeeee. Why hadn’t another dragon answered her yet? Seriously. Anyone else should have gotten there after all this time.
His dragon bellowed again, as though trying to respond. Declan shivered, and teal scales erupted as his human skin froze and flaked. Whoever that female was, she needed to shut her trap. He was busy. Eventually, someone else would get there and give her something to cry about.
“Oh, my gods!” Priya brought her hands to her mouth. “He really is a dragon. I’ve never met a black dragon before. They’re usually all white guys. But you have scales.”
Eeeeeee.
“To be fair, he could still be a snake,” Amani offered.
“No, look.” Priya gripped his arm and shoved it across his chest to show her friend. “Teal! What snake do you know that’s teal?”
“Holy shit.” Amani’s eyes widened. “A real fucking dragon.”
Shaking his arm loose, he grunted. The vibe was gone. His dick had shriveled, and their pussies had dried. There’d be no way his dragon would let him have the evening he wanted. Leaning forward, clenching his teeth, he tried to swallow his beast down to prevent him from fully emerging in the car.
“Pull over,” Declan demanded of their porcupine shifter Uber driver.
He had to get out of there. His dragon and whatever sow couldn’t shut up had made sure to thoroughly cockblock him.
“That’s probably best.” Amani sighed.
Eeeeeee.
“Now,” he barked, and the women on either side of him scoffed.
“You don’t have to be a dick about it,” Priya said.
It wasn’t his intention, but it didn’t matter. His beast wouldn’t give him a moment’s peace until he shifted and headed for the mating grounds. So help him. If he got there and some other dragon rutted her, there’d be hell to pay.
Once the driver pulled to the side of the road, Declan climbed over a yelping Priya to get out. Thankfully, Central Park was about a block away. He’d have plenty of space to shift there.
Eeeeeee.
“Bitch, I’m coming,” he grumped as he took off for the open space.