Page 65 of Dragon's Revenge

Rhene began to move, establishing a deep, sensual rhythm. Each thrust was a declaration, a promise, an oath of devotion. He poured every ounce of his love into each roll of his hips, determined to worship Erwan with his body the same way he cherished him with his heart.

Erwan met him thrust for thrust, his strong legs wrapping around Rhene’s waist to pull him in deeper.

Their eyes locked, communicating everything words couldn’t express—the desperate longing, the profound gratitude, the unbreakable bond between them. Rhene’s hands roamed over Erwan’s muscular frame, caressing every dip and curve, memorizing anew the body he knew better than his own. He lavished attention on Erwan’s sensitive nipples, rolling the hardened nubs between his fingers and relishing the shudder that rippled through his mate.

“Rhene, please…” Erwan’s plea was breathy, wanton.

“I’ve got you, darling. I’ll always take care of you.” Rhene sealed the promise with a searing kiss.

Rhene lost himself in the intoxicating sensations—the slick glide of their sweat-slicked skin, the searing heat of Erwan’s body, the symphony of gasps and moans filling the room.

He shifted the angle of his thrusts, knowing exactly how to hit that sweet spot inside Erwan that would drive him wild. The effect was instantaneous. Erwan cried out, his nails digging into Rhene’s back as pleasure surged through him. “Right there, gods, don’t stop!”

Rhene had no intention of stopping. He pistoned his hips, driving into Erwan’s ass, targeting his prostate with unerring accuracy.

Erwan cried out, his fingers digging into Rhene’s back as he arched into the pleasure. “That’s it, love,” Rhene panted. “Let me hear you.”

And Erwan did, his cries growing louder, more desperate, as Rhene drove into him again and again. The pressure built inside Rhene, coiling tighter with each plunge into Erwan’s welcoming body, but he wanted Erwan to come first. He wanted to feel his mate’s body shuddering beneath him in ecstasy, wanted to see the bliss on his face as he surrendered to the pleasure Rhene gave him.

He reached between their straining bodies, wrapping his hand around Erwan’s weeping cock. Erwan gasped at the contact, hips bucking into Rhene’s fist. Rhene stroked him in time with his thrusts, the double stimulation quickly pushing Erwan to the brink.

Erwan’s hands scrabbled for purchase on Rhene’s sweat-slicked back, his blunt nails digging into the flexing muscles. Rhene could feel his own release barreling down on him like an unstoppable freight train.

“I’m close,” Erwan panted, his voice strained with impending release. “So close…”

“Come for me, darling,” Rhene growled, determined to bring Erwan over the edge first. “I want to feel you come undone.”

A few more strokes, a few more thrusts directly against that bundle of nerves deep inside, and Erwan unraveled. His body went rigid, then convulsed as his orgasm crashed over him. He cried out Rhene’s name like a prayer as ropes of almost translucent cum painted his chest and stomach. His inner muscles clamped down on Rhene’s shaft, squeezing him in rhythmic pulses.

The sight of his mate coming undone, combined with the rhythmic spasming around his cock, catapulted Rhene into his own climax. With a guttural moan, he buried himself to the hilt one last time, his hips stuttering as he emptied himself deep inside Erwan. Sparks danced behind his eyelids as pleasure consumed him, whiting out the world until all that existed was the blissful union of their bodies.

They clung to each other as the aftershocks gradually subsided, trading soft kisses and whispered words of love.

Rhene carefully withdrew and gathered Erwan into his arms, holding him close as their racing hearts slowed. “I love you so much,” Erwan murmured, nuzzling into the crook of Rhene’s neck. “I don’t ever want to be apart from you again.”

“I don’t either.” Rhene pressed a lingering kiss to Erwan’s forehead. “We belong together, always.” He traced lazy patterns on Erwan’s back, savoring the feel of his mate in his arms. “You and Ainle are my entire world. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep our family safe.”

Another slow, deep kiss. When Rhene let go, Erwan clung to him for a few seconds longer before he released him.

With a contented sigh, Rhene shifted to prop himself on one elbow. “We should probably get up. The day awaits.”

Erwan traced a finger along the line of Rhene’s jaw. “I suppose so…”

Something stirred inside Rhene. The deep connection with his mate told him something was off. Erwan wasn’t done yet. He needed him.

On impulse, Rhene slid back inside him, even though his cock was only half-hard.

Erwan blinked. “Rhene?”

“You need me,” Rhene said softly. “You’re not ready to let go yet.”

Erwan turned down his eyes. “I’m s?—”

“The next word out of your mouth had better not be ‘sorry.’” Rhene tilted his mate’s chin up. “You never, ever have to apologize for needing me. Ever.”

Erwan swallowed. “It feels…needy.”

“I like you needy.” Rhene’s cock grew hard again. “In fact, I like it very, very much. Pushes all those alpha buttons inside me and makes me feel all protective of you, like I’m the only one who can take care of you.”

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