Chapter 192 Part 3
**Avery**
We lay there, entangled, for a long time, the scent of sex and their musk thick in the air. My body hummed, satiated and utterly spent. This was just the beginning of our week. The rest of the days continued in a similar vein, each mate exploring my body and each other, in new and exciting ways. My pussy, my ass, my mouth, every inch of me became their canvas for pleasure. We experimented with positions, with toys, with blindfolds, with shared orgasms, pushing boundaries I never knew I possessed. There were times when all six of them were a tangle of limbs and bodies, a symphony of thrusts and moans, my body a willing vessel for their combined desire. My clit grew swollen and sensitive, my pussy a constant wellspring of slickness, ready for their touch. They taught me about my own body, about pleasure, about the exquisite surrender that came with trusting them completely.
As the week drew to a close, a sense of melancholy settled over me. The thought of returning to the structured routine of school felt like a jarring intrusion after such uninhibited freedom. We were packing on the last morning, the air still thick with the lingering scent of our shared passion, when James gathered us in the living room. "Avery," he began, his gaze serious, yet tender. "This past week has been… illuminating."
Clint chuckled, a knowing glint in his eyes. "We certainly illuminated some things."
Cassius nodded, his arm wrapping around my waist, pulling me into his side. "It's clear to us now, more than ever, that we can't wait."
My brow furrowed. "Wait for what?"
Conner, ever direct, stepped forward. "For the eggs to arrive, before we make this official."
My heart leaped into my throat. "Official?"
Donn grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Weddings, love. Plural."
Vincent, who had been silent, finally spoke, his voice a low rumble. "We are bound, Avery. And soon, we will be bound legally, spiritually. Our children deserve to be born into a fully recognized family."
My mind reeled. Weddings? Plural? My breath hitched. The thought was exhilarating, terrifying, and utterly overwhelming. I had barely come to terms with being mated to five powerful dragons, let alone the idea of carrying their children. Now, weddings? "But… but I haven't even thought about it," I stammered, my cheeks flushing. "It's so much…"
James’s grip tightened, reassuring. "We know, sweetheart. But it's time. We want you to start planning. Think about what you want. We'll handle the rest."
"We want you to be our queen, in every sense of the word," Cassius added, pressing a kiss to my temple.
A dizzying wave of nervousness washed over me. A queen. Six husbands. Eggs. The sheer magnitude of it all made my head spin. "I… I don't even know where to begin."
"That's why we're telling you now," Clint said, his charm softening the intensity. "So you have time to think, to dream. We want this to be everything you’ve ever imagined, and more."
Donn leaned in, a wicked glint in his eye. "And the sooner we're married, the sooner we can get to making those eggs a reality, without any lingering doubts about commitment." He ran his fingers over my belly. “Once they are hatched and grown a bit, we plan to have more.”
I blushed furiously. "Donn!"
He just laughed, unrepentant. "What? It's true!"
Vincent’s gaze was steady. "This is our future, Avery. Our destiny. And it begins with you."
I looked at each of them, their faces a mixture of fierce determination and tender love. The reality of my situation, once a nightmare, had transformed into something extraordinary. But the nervousness persisted, a tiny flutter in my stomach. Weddings. Eggs. It was all happening so fast.
Back at school, the transition was indeed jarring. The vibrant chaos of the beach house was replaced by the familiar hum of academic life. My mates, however, were even more attentive, their protectiveness a constant, comforting presence. The "wedding talk" from the beach house lingered in the air, a silent pressure that weighed on me, even as it thrilled me. I found myself doodling wedding dresses in my notebooks, then quickly scribbling them out, overwhelmed by the sheer scale of the task.
One Tuesday morning, James, Cassius, Clint, and Conner informed me they would be gone for a few days. "We're going to procure some… essential items for our upcoming nuptials," James explained, his eyes twinkling. "Consider it a pre-wedding quest."
"Something unique," Cassius added, "worthy of our queen."
Conner offered a rare, almost-smile. "And we'll be back before you miss us too much."
I waved them off, a pang of something akin to loneliness settling in my chest despite the presence of Donn and Vincent. Their absence left a noticeable void, a subtle shift in the campus's energy.
I was walking back from the library later that afternoon, my arms laden with heavy textbooks, when a group of guys stepped out from behind a cluster of oak trees, effectively blocking my path. There were four of them, all burly, with sneering expressions that immediately set my teeth on edge. Their scents, a mix of stale sweat and aggressive male musk, assaulted my senses. "Well, well, well," the largest one, a hulking shifter with a bull's head tattoo on his neck, drawled, his eyes raking over me. "Look what we have here. The Dragon Queen, all alone."
My grip tightened on my books. I scanned my surroundings. No one else was in sight. My first instinct was to shift, to unleash the power of my dragon, but a sudden, sharp ache in my lower belly reminded me of the delicate lives growing within. The eggs. I couldn't risk it. I forced a calm I didn't feel into my voice. "Is there something you want?" My voice, though steady, held a warning edge.
Another one, thinner but with a cruel smirk, stepped forward. "We heard you're quite the… busy girl. Six mates? That's a lot of cock to go around." His eyes lingered on my chest.
My jaw tightened. The insult stung, but I refused to show weakness. "My mates are none of your concern."
"Oh, but they are," the bull-tattooed one sneered. "They think they can just waltz in here and claim the prettiest girl. We think you need a lesson in sharing."
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