Page 37 of Consorting with Dragons

“But I want to tell you now.” He came even closer, and I heard a low growl start up in my chest. He shivered and bit his bottom lip and on impulse, I leaned over and snagged him around the waist to drag him closer so I could kiss him. I needed to touch him. He sighed as he came willingly, but I knew I was lost, because now that I had him, I didn’t think I could let him go.

“You told me you wanted to wait until after our ceremony. Why did you change your mind?”

“I-I don’t know. I just kept thinking of you in here all alone, and…the next thing I knew I was getting up to come to you.”

“The royal Consort doesn’t believe in all this. He said…”

“I can imagine. But he’s human, and he doesn’t believe in love this fast.”

“Rylan…”

“And yes, I know you don’t love me either. Not yet. And maybe neither do I. But I want to be with you. I want to be your mate. And I know my own mind.”

“Your omak…?”

“Is still sound asleep in the enclosure. He’ll watch over Talon for me. And he understands a little about mating bonds. His twin brother is married to a Lycan.”

“You have to be sure about this.”

“I am.”

I took his face in my hands to thoroughly kiss his mouth again, pressing against his plump, perfect lips and then grinding into them a little harder. It was aggressive and probably way too dominant, but this was the first time I’d truly had him in my arms in such a way. I couldn’t hold back. He sighed into the kiss and touched his tongue to mine gently, sweetly, like this was his first time to ever kiss someone like this. Maybe it was, and the thought thrilled me and terrified me at the same time.

I picked him up and put him on the bed beside me, pulling the robe off him and trying not to tear it off in my haste, especially once I discovered he was naked underneath.

His body was perfection, his skin like porcelain, even scratched up and bruised from all the fights he’d been in since I’d met him. His skin seemed to glow in the soft light coming through the windows. I had lights strung up around my property, because with only starlight to illuminate the night, it got pretty dark on Horvath.

I ran my hand over his flat stomach. “Spread your knees farther apart.” I reached down and began to stroke him as he squirmed with excitement.

“Rylan, why are you naked under your robe? Where are your underclothes?”

He laughed. “I thought it would save time for me not to wear any.”

I groaned and put my forehead against his. “You can’t walk around naked. Do you hear me?”

“I hear you. But I knew I was coming straight to you.”

“Damn it,” I groaned again. “Do you even know what you’re doing to me?”

“I think so. My friends told me that when you’re with your lover, he wants to touch you and he’ll take your typpid and stroke it up and down, like you’re doing now.”

“Your what?” I said, half-smiling at his silly names for things.

“My typpid. Here,” he said, and grabbed my hand to put it over his beautiful cock. It was dark pink and thick with a broad head. I bent down to kiss it, and he arched his back. I took his hot flesh in my hand right away and took in a deep and ragged breath, trying to slow this down.

I heard him groan as I touched him, as if he were in pain. I began to stroke him, slowly at first and then harder and harder as I ripped off my own underclothes one-handed. I usually slept with nothing on, but because of the visitors around, I’d put on something tonight at least. And now it was just in the way. He snuggled his pretty face into my neck and made gasping sounds against my throat as I stroked him.

“Oh, that feels so…I can’t hold back.”

“Then don’t.”

I nibbled and licked his sweet neck, torturing and teasing both of us, and I felt strong and a little out of control, but I managed to tell him what was about to happen.

“Rylan, you do know that if I bite you, I won’t be able to stop myself from making love to you? You understand enough about the people of my moon to know that, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“We’ll be mates for life then. There won’t be any going back, and I will never share you with anyone. Not ever. This is forever and there will never be any way for you to divorce me. I wouldn’t allow it.”

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