Dymme’s dragon coasted through the bright skies alongside her mates. It was a joyous morning. Today, they would officially bind themselves in the age-old ritual of a dragon mating.

Nitheo had made the arrangements for the high priestess to mate them. He had heard of another triad recently rushing to be mated by the high priest because one of the dragons was close to succumbing to the curse, but her mates were able to save her in time.

“We’re not that far away,” Nitheo announced, using their mental link that had finally snapped into place. Being able to communicate telepathically was just another form of proof that they were destined mates.

A large stone home that sat alone for miles around came into view. Dymme pushed her dragon farther, knowing this was the home of the high priest.

“There it is.” Pilar’s soft voice appeared in her head.

“I’m so excited. Let’s go get mated,” Dymme murmured as she and Pilar descended to the ground. Nitheo, being the protective dragon he was, made sure that the area was safe.

Both girls finally shifted, leaving them naked. Dymme’s eyes went to Pilar’s figure. Her breath was easily taken away as she took in her mate’s perfect round breasts, small waist, and her bare mons pubis.

Between those thighs was heaven.

Dymme went to Pilar, wrapping her arm around her mate’s waist as they waited for Nitheo to land. Her hands slid down to Pilar’s ass to caress it as Nitheo’s dragon let loose a roar, announcing their arrival.

Pilar giggled as she leaned her head on Dymme’s shoulder.

“His animal is magnificent,” Pilar murmured as they both watched, amazed at the power their mate exhibited.

“He is. He will be our protector, our lover, and the father of our future babes. He is the base of our triad,” Dymme murmured against her mate’s forehead. Nitheo, finally settled that it was safe, began his transformation.

“Future babes,” Pilar echoed, running her hand along Dymme’s soft belly. “Do you think either of us is pregnant yet?”

Dymme’s eyes flashed to Pilar’s. She smiled as she leaned and covered her lips with hers. Just the thought of them carrying Nitheo’s babes together turned her on. She’d heard that sex while pregnant was enhanced due to their hormones.

“I hope so. If not, we have plenty of time for him to plant his seed.”

“What’s this you speak of? Whom am I planting my seed in?” Nitheo asked with a raised eyebrow as he reached them. He placed a gentle kiss upon both of their lips before taking their hands.

“Both of us. We can’t wait to start our family,” Pilar said.

Nitheo growled as he stopped and pulled them both to him. He gripped both of their chins and tilted them up to him. He took his time in kissing both of them thoroughly. Dymme’s knees grew weak as she leaned into him. She always had the same reaction to him, as she too leaned her body against his.

“When we leave here, I’ll be taking both of you. Hard. I guarantee that my seed will take tonight,” he growled.

Dymme bit her lip as her core pulsated with his words. She loved when he lost control during lovemaking. Being a dragon shifter, her body would heal easily. But just thinking of him pounding into her, had her sex growing slick with Nitheo’s promise.

“Let’s go get mated before I drop to my knees in front of you now,” Dymme murmured playfully. Nitheo’s eyes darkened at her joke. She glanced down and found his cock jutting out and ready. She licked her lips, but he pulled them along.

Pilar’s laugh filled the air as they made their way to the house.

“I wonder if the priest will care that we’re naked,” Pilar chuckled.

“I’m sure we’re not the first dragons to arrive naked. Everyone knows that clothes don’t survive a shifting,” Nitheo replied, jogging up the stairs.

“But I doubt he’s used to dragons arriving at his door with a full blown erection,” Dymme chuckled as she and Pilar stood behind him. Their eyes connected and they fell into a pool of laughter as Nitheo tried to push his cock down.

Their laughter fell quiet as he turned to them with a predatory glint in his eyes.

Oh, they would pay for laughing at him.

Dymme grabbed Pilar’s hand. She wouldn’t want to face Nitheo’s punishment with any other female. She knew his punishment would be in the form of her screaming while coming on his cock.

She was actually looking forward to it.

He turned and knocked on the large wooden door. The sounds of someone making their way to the door filled the air.

Dymme pulled Pilar into the crook of her arm. They shared a glance and a small kiss as they waited.

Soon, the three of them would be mated for all eternity.

The door opened, revealing the priest. He smiled and greeted them as if he was used to people showing up naked at his door.

“Nitheo, Dymme, and Pilar. Please, come in. Let’s get you three mated.”

Nitheo turned to them and waved them through the door first. Dymme breathed a small sigh of relief that her and her mates were able to avoid the dragon curse. She stepped through the door, ready to officially claim her two dragons.