Hidden Flame: Bound to the Triplet Dragon Kings

**Draven**
The air in the grand hall of the Balans estate is thick with the scent of polished mahogany and the faint, lingering aroma
of the evening’s dinner. Avery and our friends are gathered near the fireplace, our laughter echoing off the high ceilings
as we share stories and jokes. It looks like the Trio has forgiven and has forgotten our encounter with the Ancient One,
and for that I am thankful. Avery’s radiant smile lights up the room, her presence a beacon of warmth and camaraderie. I,
however, stand apart from the group, my sharp blue eyes scanning the room with calculated intent. I spot Jace standing
by the window, his slender frame bathed in the soft moonlight that spills through the stained glass. Jace’s silvery-blonde
braid glistens, and his violet eyes reflect the hues of the night sky. My lips curl into a faint, predatory smile as I approach,
keeping my movements deliberate and purposeful.
“Jace,” I said, my voice smooth and low, cutting through the background chatter. Jace turns, his expression polite but
guarded, his hands clasped loosely in front of him. “May I have a word?”
Jace’s gaze flickers briefly to Avery and the others before settling back on me. “Of course,” he replies, his tone formal yet
tinged with a hint of curiosity. “Shall we step outside?”
I nod, and we move toward the terrace, our footsteps quiet on the marble floor. The night air is cool, carrying the faint
scent of blooming jasmine. I lean against the stone balustrade, my long black hair cascading over my shoulders like a
curtain of midnight. “I wanted to introduce you to someone,” I say, my eyes glinting with a mixture of mischief and
sincerity. “Rory. She’s... special. And I think she could be special to you as well.”
Jace’s brow furrows slightly, his violet eyes narrowing in confusion. “Rory? I’m not sure I understand.”
Before I can respond, a bold voice interrupts from the shadows. “You don’t need to understand, Jace. You just need to
feel.” Rory steps into the moonlight, her thin frame exuding a confidence that belies her youthful appearance. Her wolfish

features are accentuated by her sharp, playful smile. She wears a form-fitting dress that clings to her curves, her dark hair
cascading in loose waves down her back.
Jace’s eyes widen slightly, his demeanor shifting to one of shy curiosity. “Rory, is it? It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Rory saunters closer, her movements fluid and deliberate. “The pleasure’s all mine, Jace. Draven’s told me so much about
you.” Her gaze lingers on Jace’s delicate features, her expression softening. “You’re even more beautiful than he
described.”
Jace’s cheeks flush faintly, his hands twisting nervously in his braid. “Thank you. That’s... kind of you.”
I push away from the balustrade, stepping closer to Jace. “Rory’s not just here to meet you, Jace. She’s here to help us
explore something... deeper.” My voice drops to a whisper, my eyes locking with Jace’s. “The mating bond. Between you
and me. And perhaps... between the three of us.”
Jace’s breath hitches, his violet eyes widening in surprise. “The mating bond? But I thought... I mean, I never expected—”
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Rory places a gentle hand on Jace’s arm, her touch warm and reassuring. “Don’t overthink it, Jace. Just let it happen. Draven
and I both sense it—you’re meant to be part of this. Part of us.”
Jace’s gaze flickers between me and Rory, his expression a mix of uncertainty and longing. I reach out, my fingers
brushing Jace’s cheek, my touch electric. “Trust me, Jace. Let go. Let yourself feel what’s between us.”
Jace closes his eyes, his breath shallow as he surrenders to the moment. My magic hums in the air, a subtle energy that
wraps around us like a warm embrace. Rory steps closer, her presence grounding, her scent mingling with the night air.
“Kiss him,” she whispers, her voice a seductive command. “Show him what you feel.”
I do not hesitate. I lean in, my lips capturing Jace’s in a kiss that is both tender and hungry. Jace gasps softly, his hands

coming up to clutch at my shoulders as he melts into the embrace. My kiss is a promise, a declaration of desire and
devotion. My tongue traces the seam of Jace’s lips, coaxing them apart, their breaths mingling as they deepen the kiss.
Rory watches, her eyes gleaming with approval, as Jace’s resistance crumbles. She steps closer, her hands sliding up
Jace’s sides, her touch light but insistent. Jace shivers at her touch, his body responding instinctively as my kiss grows more
fervent. My hands move to Jace’s waist, pulling him closer, our bodies pressing together in a dance of desire.
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“Join us,” I murmur against Jace’s lips, my voice thick with need. “Let us show you what this bond can be.”
Rory steps into the circle of our embrace, her hands roaming over Jace’s slender frame, her touch bold yet reverent.
Jace’s eyes flutter open, his gaze meeting hers as she presses a soft kiss to his neck. “You’re safe here,” she whispers, her
breath warm against his skin. “Let us take care of you.”
Jace nods, his body trembling with anticipation. My magic intensifies, a shimmering aura that envelops us, heightening
our senses and deepening our connection. Jace’s dragon heritage stirs within him, his violet eyes glowing with a soft,
iridescent light as his shifter instincts awaken. He feels my desire, Rory’s hunger, and his longing intertwine in a
symphony of emotion.
I break the kiss, my gaze burning with intensity as I look at Jace. “Are you ready?”
Jace swallows, his voice barely above a whisper. “Ready for what?”
My smile is dark and knowing. “To be marked. To be claimed. To be mine.”
Rory’s hands move to Jace’s shoulders, guiding him to his knees. “Let him, Jace. Let him mark you. It’s a gift, a bond that
will tie you together forever.”**Draven**
Jace’s heart pounds in his chest, his breath coming in short gasps as he nods. My magic swirls around them, a tangible

force that seems to pulse with life. I kneel before Jace, my hands cupping Jace’s face as I lean in, my lips brushing Jace’s
forehead. “This mark will bind us, Jace. Body and soul.”
Jace closes his eyes, his body trembling with anticipation as my lips press to his skin. A surge of energy courses through
us, a warmth that spreads from the point of contact, radiating through our entire being. The mark is subtle, a faint glow
that fades into Jace’s skin, but its presence is undeniable. Jace feels a shift within him, a deep, primal connection to me
that resonates in his very core.

Rory kneels beside us, her hands resting on Jace’s shoulders as she smiles softly. “Now it’s your turn, Jace. Mark him.
Show him what you feel.”
Jace’s eyes flutter open, his gaze meeting mine as he hesitates, his submissive nature warring with the desire to
reciprocate. My smile is gentle, encouraging. “You can, Jace. I trust you.”
Jace takes a deep breath, his hands trembling as he reaches out to touch my cheek. His dragon instincts guide him, a
surge of fire magic coursing through his fingertips as he presses them to my skin. The mark is small, a faint shimmer that
mirrors the one I gave him, but it is no less powerful. I gasp softly, my eyes closing as I lean into the touch, my body
responding to the bond being forged.
Rory’s smile widens, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she watches the tender exchange. “And now, Meg,” she
says softly, her gaze turning upward.
The night sky darkens momentarily as a shadow passes overhead. A sleek, silver-scaled dragon descends, her wings
shimmering like moonlight. Meg, Jace’s dragon, lands gracefully on the terrace, her eyes glowing with a soft, violet light
that matches Jace’s. She approaches, her movements graceful, her head lowering as she nuzzles me gently.
I reach out, my fingers brushing Meg’s scales, my magic intertwining with hers. “Mark him, Meg. Let him feel your bond.”

Meg’s eyes close as she presses her snout to my shoulder, a faint glow emanating from the point of contact. I shudder, my body
responding to the dual marks, the bonds of dragon and shifter intertwining in a powerful display of devotion.
Rory steps back, her hands clasped in front of her as she watches, her heart swelling with joy. “You’ve found your fated mate,
Draven. And Jace... you’ve found your place.”
Jace looks up, his violet eyes meeting Rory’s, his expression a mix of awe and gratitude. “Thank you,” he whispers, his
voice thick with emotion. “For helping me find this.”
I pull Jace to his feet, my arms wrapping around him in a tight embrace. “You’re welcome, love. This is just the
beginning.” As the three of us stand together, our bonds solidified, the night air seems to hum with the energy of our
connection. Meg takes to the sky, her wings beating powerfully as she soars into the darkness, her presence a reminder
of the strength and beauty of our union. Inside the estate, the laughter and chatter continue, but we remain on the
terrace, our world narrowed to the intimacy of our shared moment. Rory’s boldness softens as she steps into Jace’s arms,
her head resting on his shoulder. “I’m glad I could be a part of this,” she murmurs, her voice warm and sincere.
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Jace smiles, his hands coming up to hold her close. “Me too. You’ve given me something I never thought I’d have.”
My arms wrap around both of them, my magic enveloping us in a protective cocoon. “We’re a family now. And nothing
can break that.” As we stand there, our bodies pressed together, the sound of laughter from inside grows louder, mingling with
whispers that carry on the night air. My sharp ears catch the words, my brow furrowing as I pull away
slightly, my expression turning dark. “Did you hear that?”
Jace and Rory shake their heads, their expressions confused. “Hear what?” Rory asks, her voice laced with concern.
My gaze narrows, my eyes scanning the terrace before focusing on the open window where the voices originated. “Some

of the women... they’re planning something. They’re going to try to seduce Cassius, Clint, and Conner the next time
Avery’s with James.”
Jace’s eyes widen in shock, his hands balling into fists at his sides. “That’s... that’s terrible. We can’t let that happen.”
Rory’s boldness returns, her lips curling into a mischievous smile. “Maybe we should teach them a lesson. Show them
what real seduction looks like.”
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My dark smile mirrors hers, my eyes glinting with a dangerous light. “Oh, I like the way you think, Rory. But first... we
have some unfinished business here.”
My gaze turns to Jace, my desire palpable as I pull him closer, my lips brushing his ear. “Let’s retire to our rooms. I want
to show you just how deep this bond can go.”
Jace shivers at the words, his body responding instinctively as he nods, his violet eyes glowing with anticipation. Rory
follows closely, her hand sliding into Jace’s, her presence a reminder of the trio’s unbreakable connection.
As we move toward the estate, the night air seems to thicken with anticipation, the whispers of the women’s plot
lingering like a shadow. But for now, we are lost in our own world, our bond a beacon of light in the darkness.
The doors to our rooms close behind us, shutting out the rest of the world as we surrender to the pleasures of our
mating bond. My magic swirls around us, a tangible force that heightens every touch, every kiss, every whispered word.
Jace’s dragon instincts stir, his body responding to my dominance with a willingness that borders on eagerness. Rory’s
boldness gives way to a softness as she watches, her hands roaming over Jace’s body, her touch a guiding force.
My lips trail down Jace’s neck, my hands moving to the buttons of his tailored shirt, undoing them with deliberate

slowness. “You’re so beautiful, Jace,” I murmur, my voice a husky whisper. “So perfect for me.”
Jace’s breath hitches as his shirt falls away, his slender frame exposed to my hungry gaze. Rory steps closer, her hands
sliding up Jace’s sides, her touch light but insistent. “Let us pleasure you, Jace,” she says, her voice a seductive promise.
“Let us show you what it means to be claimed.” **Draven**
Jace nods, his body trembling with anticipation as he surrenders to our touch. My hands move to Jace’s waist, pulling
him closer, our bodies pressing together in a dance of desire. Rory’s lips brush Jace’s cheek, her breath warm against his
skin as she whispers, “Trust us, Jace. Let go.”
Jace closes his eyes, his body arching into our touch as my lips trail down his chest, my hands moving to the waistband of
his trousers. The fabric falls away, leaving Jace exposed, his slender frame a canvas for our desires. My gaze lingers on
Jace’s arousal, my eyes dark with hunger as I reach out, my fingers brushing the sensitive skin.
Jace gasps, his hands clutching at my shoulders as he shudders in response. Rory’s hands move to Jace’s hips, guiding
him closer as she presses a soft kiss to his neck. “Feel us, Jace,” she whispers, her voice a hypnotic command. “Feel how
much we want you.”
My touch is deliberate, my fingers tracing the length of Jace’s arousal, my thumb brushing the tip in a slow, teasing
motion. Jace’s breath comes in short gasps, his body trembling on the edge of release as my touch grows more insistent.

Rory’s hands move to Jace’s chest, her touch light but firm as she holds him steady, her lips brushing his ear. “Let go,
Jace,” she murmurs, her voice a seductive whisper. “Let us take you over the edge.”
Jace’s eyes flutter open, his gaze meeting mine as he nods, his body surrendering to our touch. My lips curve into a dark
smile as I lean in, my mouth capturing Jace’s in a kiss that is both tender and hungry. Jace moans softly, his hands
tangling in my hair as he melts into the embrace, his body responding to our touch with a desperation that borders on

need.
Rory’s hands move lower, her fingers brushing the sensitive skin of Jace’s inner thighs, her touch a promise of pleasure to
come. Jace shivers at her touch, his body arching into her as Draven’s lips trail down his neck, his hands moving to Jace’s
arousal with a purpose that leaves no room for doubt.
The room seems to fade away, the only reality the three of them, their bodies pressed together in a dance of desire and
devotion. My magic swirls around us, a tangible force that heightens every sensation, every touch, every whispered word.
Jace’s dragon instincts stir, his body responding to their touch with a ferocity that surprises even him.
Rory’s lips brush Jace’s cheek, her breath warm against his skin as she whispers, “We’re here, Jace. We’re with you.”
Jace nods, his body trembling on the edge of release as my touch grows more insistent, my fingers moving with a rhythm
that sends shivers through Jace’s frame. My lips trail down Jace’s chest, my hands moving to Jace’s arousal with a
purpose that leaves no room for doubt.
The tension builds, a coil tightening within Jace as he teeters on the edge, his breath coming in short gasps. my gaze
locks with his, my eyes burning with intensity as I whisper, “Let go, Jace. Let us feel it with you.”
Jace’s eyes flutter closed, his body arching into our touch as he surrenders to the moment. A cry escapes his lips, his
body shuddering as he releases, his arousal pulsing in my hand as wave after wave of pleasure washes over him. My lips
capture his cry, my kiss deep and hungry as I hold Jace close, our bodies pressed together in a dance of desire and
devotion.
Rory’s hands move to Jace’s back, her touch soothing as she holds him steady, her lips brushing his ear. “You’re amazing,
Jace,” she whispers, her voice warm and sincere. “So beautiful, so perfect for us.”

Jace’s breath comes in short gasps as he clings to me, his body still trembling from the intensity of his release. My arms wrap
around him, my magic enveloping us in a protective cocoon as I hold Jace close, our hearts beating in unison.
The room is silent, the only sound our ragged breaths and the soft hum of my magic. Jace’s violet eyes flutter open, his
gaze meeting mine as he smiles, his expression soft and filled with gratitude. “Thank you,” he whispers, his voice thick
with emotion. “For everything.”
My smile is gentle, my eyes filled with a love that borders on reverence. “You’re welcome, love. This is just the
beginning.”
Rory steps closer, her hands sliding into Jace’s, her presence a reminder of the trio’s unbreakable connection. “We’re a
family now,” she says softly, her voice warm and sincere. “And nothing can break that.”
As we stand there, our bodies pressed together, the tension in the room shifts, the air thick with anticipation. My gaze
turns to Rory, my desire palpable as I pull her closer, my lips brushing her ear. “Your turn, love. Let us show you what it means to
be claimed.”
Rory’s boldness returns, her lips curling into a mischievous smile as she nods, her body responding instinctively to my
touch. Jace watches, his heart swelling with joy as he sees the connection between us, the bond that ties us together in a
dance of desire and devotion. The night stretches on, the three of us lost in our own world, our bond a beacon of light in
the darkness. But as the first hints of dawn begin to creep over the horizon, the whispers of the women’s plot linger like a
shadow, a reminder of the challenges that lie ahead.
My gaze narrows, my eyes scanning the room before focusing on Jace and Rory, my expression turning dark. “We’ll deal
with them later,” I say, my voice low and dangerous. “For now... let’s enjoy this moment.”
Jace nods, his body still trembling from the intensity of our connection as he surrenders to my touch, his violet eyes
glowing with a soft, iridescent light. Rory steps closer, her hands sliding into Jace’s, her presence a reminder of the triad’s

unbreakable connection. As we move toward the bed, the night air seems to thicken with anticipation, the whispers of
the women’s plot lingering like a shadow. But for now, we are lost in their own world, our bond a beacon of light in the
darkness.
The bed creaks softly as we settle onto it, our bodies pressed together in a tangle of limbs and desire. My magic swirls
around us, a tangible force that heightens every touch, every kiss, every whispered word. Jace’s dragon instincts stir, his
body responding to their touch with a ferocity that surprises even him.
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Rory’s lips brush Jace’s cheek, her breath warm against his skin as she whispers, “We’re here, Jace. We’re with you.”
Jace nods, his body trembling on the edge of release as my touch grows more insistent, my fingers moving with a rhythm
that sends shivers through Jace’s frame. My lips trail down Jace’s chest, my hands moving to Jace’s cock with a purpose
that leaves no room for doubt.
The tension builds, a coil tightening within Jace as he teeters on the edge, his breath coming in short gasps. My gaze
locks with his, my eyes burning with intensity as I whisper, “Let go, Jace. Let us feel it with you.” But as Jace’s eyes flutter
closed, his body arching into our touch, a faint sound interrupts the moment—a soft, insistent knock at the door. The
tension in the room shifts, the air thick with anticipation as my gaze narrows, his expression turning dark.
“Who is it?” he calls out, his voice low and dangerous.
The response is muffled, but the intent is clear. The women’s plot has begun, and the night’s pleasures are about to be
interrupted. My lips curl into a faint, predatory smile as I turn to Jace and Rory, my eyes glinting with a mixture of
mischief and determination.“It seems our fun will have to wait,” I say, my voice smooth and low. “But don’t worry... we’ll

finish what we started. And those women? They’ll regret ever crossing us.”
Jace’s violet eyes widen in surprise, his body still trembling from the intensity of their connection as he nods, his
expression a mix of anticipation and concern. Rory’s boldness returns, her lips curling into a mischievous smile as she
steps closer, her hands sliding into Jace’s. “Let’s show them what real power looks like,” she says, her voice a seductive
promise. “And then... we’ll pick up right where we left off.”
My dark smile mirrors hers, my eyes glinting with a dangerous light as I pull them closer, my magic enveloping us in a
protective cocoon. “Oh, I like the way you think, Rory. But first... we have some unfinished business to attend to.”The
door remains unopened, the knock lingering like a shadow as the three of us stand together. The night’s pleasures may
be interrupted, but the connection between us remains unbreakable, a force that will carry us through whatever
challenges lie ahead.