“Stay with me, Fergus,” he rasped. He gave me a sharp crack on the ass. “You shift and we have to start over.”
I bit my lip, battling back the urge to slip my skin. “Would that be such a bad thing?” I asked, my whole body rocking as he continued pounding my ass.
“No…” He leaned over me, his hand flying up and down my cock. His eyes burned with lust—and the hint of worry that was never too far from his gaze. “But I need you bound to me.”
“I need it too.” I clawed at the bedding as my body threatened to fly apart. “Not going to last,” I said breathlessly. “I’m too close, Bram.”
“Come,” he growled, his grip brutal on my dick. He jerked his hips faster, his heavy sack slapping my ass. “Come with me. In all things, we go together.”
Ecstasy rushed at me—and then swept me away. I cried out as I went over the edge, my release spurting across my chest.
True to his word, he came with me, his eyes so bright they cast green shadows on his cheeks. He pumped his hot load into my ass, his cock so thick and deep I let loose another wild cry.
“Yes,” he hissed—and then his voice dipped an octave and his words flowed into the rasping, sibilant tongue of our kind. Still lodged inside me, he lowered his chest to mine and spoke in my ear. “I bind you and I’m bound to you. I’ll take no others save the one we wait for.”
I pushed my hands into his hair and held his face against my neck. My heart pounded against his as I repeated the vow in the same language. Whispers lifted around the bed, and an artificial wind flowed around us, cooling the sweat on my skin. It spun faster and faster, moving over my sated body with invisible fingers. Rifling the bedding and making the fire crackle and dance.
As quickly as it came, it was gone. The male on top of me was mine at last.
I smoothed a hand up his back. “It’s done.”
He rolled off me. “Aye.” His gaze searched mine. “It was…good for you?”
I pressed my lips together so I wouldn’t smile. My serious Bram. I was going to have so much fun lightening him up. I was tempted to tease him now, but he looked so earnest I gestured to the sticky mess on my chest and abdomen. “Is this not evidence enough for you?”
His forehead smoothed out, and a satisfied look stole over his features. He lifted onto his elbow, dragged a fingertip through the creamy ropes coating my stomach, and sucked his finger clean.
Gods. Maybe he was going to have fun with me. I raised a brow. “What about you? Did I please you?”
He understood at once, and amusement gleamed in his eyes as he leaned over me. “Aye. I’m well pleased,” he murmured. “Are you happy I made you wait?”
I rolled my eyes even as I gripped the back of his neck and pulled his head down. “Aye. Thank you, you smug arsehole.”
“Told you so,” he whispered against my lips. Then he took my mouth in a searing kiss.
When he lifted away a long moment later, I was hard and breathless.
And lucky. We were lucky. Most dragons waited hundreds of years for their mates. We’d found each other young, and now we had an eternity before us.
But there was, of course, something missing.
Or rather, someone.
“Do you think we’ll find her soon?” I asked as he settled on his back beside me.
His reply came in a sleepy, sated voice. “We’ll find her when the time is right.”
Her. Such a simple word for such an important person. Our kind mated in threes—always—and as much as Bram and I belonged together, we were incomplete without our female.
I stared at the beamed ceiling. “I wonder what she’ll be like.” She wouldn’t be a dragon, of course. Our females had died out long before Bram and I were born.
“She’ll be ours,” he said gruffly.
I turned my head to find him looking at me with his beast in his eyes. It was hardly unexpected. He was possessive about most things. Of course he’d be possessive about her, too.
“We’ll have to approach her gently,” I said, letting a warning creep into my voice. “We wouldn’t want to scare her.”
He grunted. “A little fear can be healthy. She’ll need to understand she can’t leave us. If she tries, we’ll hold her in the tower until she sees reason.”