Page 15 of The Manny's Fiery Dragon Bond

“There it is,” he said. “Fuck, baby, you take my cock so nicely.”

I whimpered with need. I needed him deeper. I needed his mouth on me. I needed his cum to fill me up.

“More, dragon. Please.”

Malric pressed on. My body accepted him. My channel walls clenched around him, and he moaned with each inch that he drove into me.

“Ollie. So fucking tight, Ollie.”

My legs wrapped around him, and I urged him deeper until he was buried deep within me.

I kissed him then when he was buried to the hilt in my channel. We were one. One being, one heart beating in sync.

When he moved, I thought I might die from the force of it. He stole my breath as he thrust into me, chasing my orgasm.

It built quickly, faster than I wanted it to. I wanted this to last forever, but instead, I had to fight to keep from coming too soon.

When Malric kissed me, I couldn’t hold back anymore. Cum spurted from my cock, coating my stomach.

He followed soon after, his seed releasing deep within my body.

Chapter 9

Malric

Ididn’tregretmynight with Ollie. Not a single bit. I could never regret it, and I doubted very much that it would be a one-time thing. It did, however, throw a wrench into some aspects of my life, and I wasn’t sure what to do about that.

Like my relationship with my son and Kier. I doubted very much that they would appreciate me dating their manny. They would be happy I found someone, sure, but there was no denying that awkwardness would abound. My head was racing with possibilities on how to protect Ollie from our joining messing with his job, and each time, I came up with exactly zero.

Unlike me, Ollie snoozed peacefully, while I’d been up for over an hour.

“Oh,” Ollie sighed and stretched next to me. His head rested on my chest and his arms reached into the air, stretching the sleep away. “You’re thinking awfully hard for this early in the morning.”

His sleep-filled voice had my dragon perking up. He was all-in with Ollie. I was too. I just wasn’t sure how that was going to work.

I chuckled and kissed the top of his head. “I can’t help it,” I said. “Did the kids sleep through the night?”

Ollie laughed outright. “Goodness, no. You slept right through it, though. They were up twice. Flint slept through the fussying, but Opaline and Ruby were both up.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I should have—”

“Nonsense.” Ollie cuddled closer once he finished stretching. The whole length of his body was plastered against me. “It’s my job to take care of them.”

“Still, I was here to help.” And instead, I distracted him.

“I don’t think the plan was for you to stay the night,” Ollie said, pushing up on his elbow and looking down at me. He was absolutely delicious-looking in this state—hair mussed, pillow lines on his face. His teasing smile had me feeling all fluttery. “Or was it?”

How was I supposed to answer that? I opted to skip over it completely and to change the subject instead. “What’s your plan for today?”

“As soon as Tavian and Kier get home, I have the afternoon free. Maybe we could grab dinner?”

“I’d like that very much,” I said. “I have some work to do. I should get up and get going soon so I can get it done. Unless you need help with the kids?” I didn’t want to leave him, but also, my job still needed to be done. Also, it was probably better to tell my son about Ollie than have him discover it on his own.

“We should be fine. The kids will be getting up soon. I should get their breakfast going.” He laid his head back down on my chest.

“You don’t seem in a hurry to do that.” And I wasn’t in a hurry for him to leave my side.

“I realize it’s been a while since you’ve had babies this young, but the rule is: never wake a sleeping child. If they’re going to sleep, I’m going to let them.” He snuggled in closer. “And besides, I like being here with you.”

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