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Fate's Fools Reverse Harem Ultimate Bundle

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When I tamed a feral dragon, I didn’t expect him to fall in love with me.

My impromptu guitar duet with a cute guy in a music store turns catastrophic when ethereal Fate hounds crash the party. They’ve been stalking me and my music is their lure—but they don’t attack me, they go after him instead, and now it’s my fault he’s stuck in his enormous golden dragon form and on the verge of turning feral.

Taming a feral dragon is a commitment I’m not sure I’m prepared for, but if I don’t, the entire human world will be in danger and the presence of the higher races won’t remain secret for much longer. So I give in for the sake of humanity, sharing my body and my healing magic to protect us all.

But the hounds are still out there, attacking other innocents in the name of Fate. My dragon lover’s band mates are in danger too, and the only way to protect them means making them my mates. I’m the last person they should be with—girls who don’t have souls don’t get to have soul mates. So why are all five of these men looking at me like I’m the answer to all their prayers?

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The dragon had us both caged in and the second Keagan’s cock grazed my low back, Rohan responded. His lips curled back from his teeth and his pupils constricted, a small gout of flame blasting from his nostrils.

“Chill dude, she’s yours,” Keagan said. “Or are you pissed because I’m hiding this from you?”

Keagan shoved his jeans farther down until I felt nothing but hot skin beneath my ass. Then he gripped me behind my thigh and hoisted me a little higher until my hips were just above his pelvis. He released his cock and it slipped between my legs, the thick, half-hard length coming to rest along the top of my thigh, mere inches from my core.

Rohan’s pupils sprang wide again and he rumbled, dipping his snout once more. This time his twin tongue-tips tickled along my thigh and I looked down to see him slowly licking up the entire length of Keagan’s cock. Keagan groaned and pushed his hips against my ass.

“Are you close?” I gasped, hoping this would be enough and I’d be able to channel the magic to Rohan to help him shift.

“Not even,” Keagan said. “But neither are you. He’s going to need a lot more than one orgasm from me, so hold tight. You ever been serviced by an ursa male before, princess? You said your mom’s the Summer Shaman, so you must know what we can do.”

I swallowed, aroused to distraction by Rohan’s teasing licks, even though he was focused on Keagan’s cock. His tongue occasionally drifted close to my core, tickling my outer folds, but Keagan slipped his hand between my thighs and teased gently, stroking my slick flesh and lightly tapping my clit.

I’d only heard second-hand what male ursa were capable of when requested to service a female through her estrous. The males of the race of earth shifters typically formed a bond with another male and the pair would service an unmated female through the ordeal of her fertile period. Intercourse wasn’t allowed due to how potently fertile a female tended to be, and an unmated female getting pregnant could be catastrophic. She was so filled with magic during that time, it required at least two males to help her safely channel the magic back to Gaia.

This was where the bonded bachelor pairs came in. Since they weren’t allowed to fuck the females, they were known to be some of the most creative lovers. They would perform this … service … until one of the females chose the pair as her mates.

I was only part ursa, and had yet to hit estrous – if I ever would; I had no idea which part of my makeup would govern my fertility. All I knew was that right now, my core ached for more than just the casual, accidental flicks of Rohan’s tongue and Keagan’s tormenting fingertips.

“Please show me,” I begged, twisting my hips in an effort to gain more contact with either of them.

The arm that was clamped across my chest like a vise loosened, and Keagan dragged his other hand across my breasts in a coarse caress. Then he cupped one in his hand, simply holding it. With his other hand he cupped my sex, covering me completely with his palm.

“You need my Nirvana the way a dragon does, does that mean you have the endurance of a dragon? How long can you last without coming, Deva?” He pressed the heel of his hand against my clit, making me gasp. At the same time, he pushed two fingers into me and I groaned at the relief that simple penetration gave me.

His lips grazed my ear and he chuckled low and rough. “That’s what I thought. You could probably take Rohan’s giant dragon dick as wet as you are, couldn’t you? I’d love to see him filling you up, fucking you so slowly you beg for him.”

My eyelids fluttered in ecstasy as he pumped his fingers into me at the same time as rubbing his palm against my clit. I hadn’t felt this amazing in weeks, but I snapped myself back into focus with an effort of will, because just like last time, this wasn’t about me.

I hazarded a glance past the dragon’s big head and down his belly. My stomach somersaulted at the sight of the enormous erection that bobbed between Rohan’s thighs, long and thick and curved,  with glistening fluid gathered at his tip. Despite the terrifying size, my core clenched around Keagan’s fingers at the idea of taking something that big into me.

He pinched my nipple and laughed. “Are you a dirty dragon whore, Deva? You are, aren’t you?”

The word whore snapped me out of my lust-drunk reverie and I stiffened. “Don’t fucking call me that. I was a virgin until three weeks ago.”

Keagan’s movements stilled and he drew his hand away from my core to rest it on my belly. With a contrite huff he said, “I’m sorry. Dirty talk usually works best when it’s filthy as fuck. Um … let me try again.”

His chest rose and fell beneath me as he took a breath and nuzzled my ear. The cloud of his aura that surrounded me flared with a greenish glow betraying his uncertainty tangled with an overwhelming need to please. “I can see why he’s so into you. Your sweet pussy wrapped around my fingers felt like heaven. Gaia’s tears I wish I could fuck you.”

I bit my lip, a fresh surge of warmth flooding my core at the utter sincerity that tinged his words. That was so much better than his attempt at dirty talk.

“Have you ever fucked a female before?” I asked tentatively.

“No. Just other ursa males, then Rohan. Mostly Rohan … never like this though.” He snorted. “Though the fucker is magnificent, isn’t he? That cock would tear me in half. You … I bet you could take him.”

My teeth dug into my lip and I stared at the rod of flesh the size of a bedpost that arced up beneath the dragon’s belly. I was both terrified and tempted. I’d lost my virginity only three weeks earlier to a satyr in full primal shift, so I knew how it felt to be filled with a cock that should have frightened me, but Llyr was not nearly as well endowed in his native satyr form as Rohan.

Rohan’s attention to his friend’s cock had slowed and I realized he was regarding me with his heated golden gaze as though he still grasped some of our conversation. He dipped his head again and slid his tongue between my folds, rumbling as he savored my flavor. Then he wrapped his tongue around Keagan’s thick shaft and nudged the ursa’s cockhead closer to my core.

Keagan’s hand tightened on my breast and he hissed, his hips tilting back beneath mine, attempting to retreat from contact.

“Dude, don’t go there,” Keagan warned.

Rohan puffed out hot breath and lifted his claw, gripping Keagan’s hip beneath mine.

“I think he wants you to fuck me,” I breathed, my gaze fixed on the dragon’s. “That’s a good sign … it means he’s at least not completely feral yet.”

“”We can’t,” Keagan said. “Too dangerous.”

“Maybe for a normal ursa female, but I’m not normal. I’m pretty sure the higher races can’t get pregnant without a soul.”

Keagan’s arm tightened around my chest, the thumb of his other hand drifting across one erect nipple. Rohan emitted a low-pitched hum of agreement and Keagan groaned. “Our kind conceive when our souls merge to create a new one. Maybe you’re right.”

I tilted my head back and craned my neck to look at him. “I’m also part dragon, you know, and you can’t get a dragon pregnant unless she’s marked you first.”

Keagan gave me a pained look with kind eyes. “It sounds like you’re trying to talk me into fucking you.”

I glanced between my thighs where Rohan’s tongue was still wrapped around Keagan, the dragon’s big head tilting up and down as he stroked. With each slow pass, Keagan’s tip grazed my opening, but he kept his hips pushed back into the cushions beneath us to avoid penetration.

“It’s for Rohan,” I said. “Don’t let him down, Keagan.”

 How do you find your soul mate if you’re born without a soul?

Deva Rainsong was born with dragon fire in her veins, an ursa’s generous heart, a turul’s skill with song, and the carnal appetites of a nymph. What she wasn’t born with was a soul. It’s all she’s ever wanted, but the one thing she can never have.

Rather than pine for a soul mate, she sets off on a quest to save the lives of a segment of humanity that’s been tainted by higher races blood, and is being targeted by Fate to have their souls “recycled” into new humans Fate can control.

She doesn’t count on her quest taking her straight into the arms of a gorgeous Gold dragon, and she definitely isn’t prepared for the futile desire he incites within her, or the frustrating passion his ursa friend draws out of her.

To make matters worse, they’re both in a band led by her oldest crush, a turul whose infuriating dismissals drive daggers into her heart. And as if that isn’t enough, the satyr guardian assigned to protect her insists he’s her mate when he’s the last person she wants to be near after he stomped on her heart.

One human man will lend balance to her confusion, and Deva begins to lose track of her goal. She shouldn’t want these five men so much, but when they begin to fall victim to the hounds of Fate, it may take nothing less than her love to save them.

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