Page 22 of Dragon's Revenge

“Today. Tomorrow. Whenever you have time.”

Delton’s smile widened. “Okay. I can do… I could do tomorrow. I have sessions today that prevent me from preparing well, so tomorrow would be better. If that works for you.”

“Yes. Absolutely yes. Also…” He swallowed. “I’m also open to…to sex. To you fucking me. If that’s what you want.”

Delton’s mouth dropped open before he caught himself. “Oh. I was not… I didn’t see that coming.”

“That was what Oliver, however misplaced, suggested to us as well.”

“I know, but…” Delton took a deep breath. “I guess I’d conveniently forgotten that part.”

“Or your brain did, subconsciously,” Adar suggested, which earned him a smile from Delton.

“Perhaps, though I think it was more a case of me pretending we never discussed that.”

“But we did. I told you I like bottoming…and you told me you preferred topping.”

“I know, but… Wouldn’t it muddle the waters even more to bring sex into the equation?”

Adar shook his head. “Sex is already part of it. You watched me help Oliver through his heat, and he gave us permission to have sex.”

“That was under very different circumstances.”

“So we ask him again. He’ll say yes.”

“I agree, but will it be for the right reasons? Will he say yes because he’s truly okay with it or because he’s afraid that if he says no, he’ll hurt or push me away even more?”

Adar scratched his beard with his left hand, his right still entangled with Delton’s—and damned if he’d be the one to let go first. He’d hold on to him for as long as Delton let him. “I don’t know, but we can ask him? If we are open with him, he can make that decision himself, no? We shouldn’t decide for him.”

Delton chuckled. “You have really been paying attention to what I say, huh?”

“I may have been late to realize the truth, but I have been listening all along,” Adar said softly.

“Yes.” Delton squeezed his hand. “Yes, you have been, and thank you for that.”

“I don’t think that’s something you need to thank me for.”

“Okay, then I won’t. But you’re right. We shouldn’t make decisions for Oliver.”

“So we will ask him? Because I really want to…” How did he say this the right way? Yes, he wanted the sex, but it wasn’t about that. He could get a physical release by himself. What he wanted with Delton was so much more than that. “I want to share that with you, to feel that close to you.”

Delton’s eyes softened. “Okay. Okay, we can ask him.”

“And if he says yes, you’ll do it?”

Delton slowly nodded. “If Oliver is on board, then yes, I’d love to give you that sexual aspect as well.”

Wait, hold up. Adar didn’t like the way Delton had worded that at all. “It has to be something you want for yourself. Not just for me because you want to pleasure me or whatever. You have to want this too.”

Delton met his eyes dead on. “I’ve been wanting to have sex with you for two years, Adar. I’ve literally dreamed of it. So yeah, I’m doing this for me too.”

ChapterNine

Delton took a steadying breath. “Take off your clothes.”

His voice had only wavered a little. He needed to work on his confidence, his dominance. Otherwise, this wouldn’t work. And this time, he didn’t have Isam to back him up because he was needed at home. Servas was pregnant and sick as a dog, and Isam didn’t want to leave him alone.

Delton had stayed up late, researching, and he’d even reached out to Isam with a few specific questions. Perfection was the goal. Adar needed that, but Delton himself needed it even more. And since Oliver had immediately agreed when they’d asked for his opinion, not showing even a hint of hesitation, this was truly happening again.

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