Hudson removed his fingers and slowly slid his cock inside. “Easy, sweetheart. I don’t want to hurt you.”
As fierce of a dragon as Hudson was, he was always careful with Connie until he knew Connie was ready for him not to be. And Connie loved that about Hudson, because as an Ancient, Hudson was incredibly powerful. He was certainly capable of doing a lot of damage if he so desired.
That didn’t mean Connie didn’t like pushing. “Fuck me, Hudson. Fuck that ass hard, lover. Give it to me.”
Hudson grabbed both of Connie’s legs and held them straight up as he began to thrust powerfully. He drilled Connie’s hot spot every time.
The cords in Hudson’s neck stood out as he stared down at where they were joined. “Yes, fuck yes. Look at your hole sucking me in. So tight and wet.”
Connie grabbed the edge of the table so he wouldn’t be fucked across it. Hudson was slamming in and out of him so hard now, and he could feel every inch of Hudson filling him up.
His heart slammed against his ribs, and he could hear it beating wildly in his head. Hudson used him roughly, and he loved every minute of it. Pleasure spread through him. He wanted a lifetime of this and would do whatever he needed to in order to have it.
His body tightened as his orgasm crept closer. “Soon. Going to come soon. Come with me, lover.”
Hudson bent over Connie, the speed of his thrusts picking up. Connie wrapped his legs around Hudson and locked his ankles. All that long, deep-red hair of Hudson’s fell around them.
He stared into Hudson’s eyes, seeing Hudson’s true self shining through, staring back at Connie. The ancient power in that gaze scared Connie as much as it turned him on.
Letting go of the table, he wrapped his arms around Hudson’s neck so they were pressed from hip to chest. His cock rubbed against Hudson’s stomach, pushing Connie closer to coming.
Pulling Hudson’s head down, Connie kissed Hudson with every shred of desire inside of him. His balls tightened, and he groaned into Hudson’s mouth as his body lit up, his orgasm rampaging through his body.
A low, rumbling growl escaped Hudson, then suddenly, liquid heat filled Connie as Hudson came.
For a few moments the world retreated, and it was only him and Hudson plastered together on top of the table. Nothing else mattered. Then it ended and Hudson collapsed against him, breathing harshly into his neck.
Satisfaction flowed through Connie, and he gently drew random patterns against Hudson’s naked back. What could he say? He liked touching Hudson.
“The things you do to me,” Hudson whispered against his sweaty skin.
“Our fire burns hotly,” Connie whispered back.
“Yes, yes it does.” After a few more minutes, Hudson pressed another kiss to Connie’s throat, then slowly pulled out.
Hudson stumbled slightly as he tried to move out from between Connie’s legs and ended up slapping his hand down against the table to steady himself.
Connie braced himself on his elbows and giggled. “Weak in the knees, are you?”
Hudson tried to flip his hair out of his face. Mock glaring at Connie, he held out his hand to help Connie off the table, all the while muttering about the things Connie did to him.
Grinning widely, he took Hudson’s hand and hopped down. Picking up what clothing he could find, he followed Hudson into the private bathroom that was connected to the office.
Turning on the shower, he watched Hudson wet a washcloth and clean himself up. Seeing Hudson put himself back together always gave Connie a little spurt of pleasure, especially knowing he was the one who’d messed Hudson up.
Stepping into the shower alone, he grabbed Hudson’s favorite bodywash and set about cleaning the come off his stomach. He heard Hudson moving around the bathroom, then the door opened and shut.
After he finished cleaning up, he dried off and dressed in what articles of clothing he’d been able to find on his way to the bathroom. All he needed now were his shoes, socks, and his dress shirt.
He exited the bathroom and returned to Hudson’s office. Hudson met him halfway and handed over the rest of his clothing, all except his tie. Once he was fully dressed, he stood quietly as Hudson tied his tie.
“Ready to get back to work?” Hudson growled softly, pressing a soft kiss to Connie’s lips.
“Yes, my king.” Connie smirked as he stepped around Hudson. That growl never got old.
TWO DAYS after the attack on Austin, Kage notified all the leaders of San DeLain of Nox’s death. He also told them what Nox had done to Austin.
Connie and Hudson visited Kage and Austin, of course. Kage’s protectiveness was in overdrive like he’d warned, and the tension around his mouth and eyes was hard to miss.