Page 38 of Consorting with Dragons

“I understand,” he said softly, breathlessly, as if my words excited him. ”That goes for you too,” he said.

I pulled Rylan into my arms, unable to wait any longer but I was careful not to hurt his side, calming and soothing him as his body jerked and trembled. I licked over the place I would soonbite him. I was holding off as long as I could, teasing us both, but I couldn’t hold off much longer.

I nibbled at the spot and then slowly, gradually sank my teeth in. He tried his best not to scream, and I put a hand over his mouth to help muffle the noise. He squirmed beneath me, which only inflamed me further. Finally, I was able to pull away, and I licked over the wound again and again as he moaned and whimpered.

His cheeks were pink already with the fever that would take his body temperature higher. It wouldn’t last long, only a few hours, but when he awoke the next morning, he’d be my mate in every way.

Wanting to make him feel better, I began to kiss and lick and nibble the hard, beautiful cock leaking in my hand, and soon he was groaning with pleasure again, his breathing coming faster and faster with the promise of the attention coming toward his “typpid.” I put my mouth over the broad head, and he cried out, unable to hold it in. I took the heavy length of him into my mouth and throat, swallowing around it and he began swearing above me, because he was becoming out of control again at this point. I bent over and licked him from his little pink hole to his pretty cock and he clung to my shoulders and screamed. I put my hand on his perfect ass, and slid my finger straight down to his pink, puckered hole. I pushed slowly in, and he gasped, shocked into silence.

“Found your off switch anyway.”

He nodded frantically and moaned at me. “Feels so good.” He would wake up everyone in the house at this rate. Ipulled my mouth away with a little plop then sat on my heels to look at him.

“I’m going to make love to you now,” I told him, my voice sounding hoarse and strained even to my own ears. “But only if you stay quiet.”

“Yes, please. I will be,” he replied, panting hard for breath. He pulled me down to him so he could offer up his mouth again. He sighed into the kiss, and it thrilled me. He wound his arms around my shoulders as he ran his hands through my hair. I felt my cock harden even more at the feel of him so close and in such an intimate embrace, and I pulled his legs up, so I could gain access to that sweet hole.

“Have you ever done this before, Rylan?”

“No. I’m a royal prince.”

I laughed softly because that meant just nothing at all, but I kissed his mouth because he was so perfect. “This will hurt then, but I’ll try to make it as good for you as I can.”

I left him briefly to retrieve some oil to use on him to help ease my way into him. I positioned myself between his legs again, massaging and opening him as much as I could and then I eased inside him. I meant to go slow, but the sight and the smell of him overwhelmed me and I slid inside him as he moaned and thrashed wildly and even screamed. I bent down to tease his pink nipples with my tongue, and he practically convulsed under me. I captured his mouth in a long kiss, meant to quiet him.

I slid my hands down to his ass and gripped it with both hands, pulling him up so he had to lift his legs again and wrap them both around my waist. His eyes were huge, round and surprised as he stared into mine. I buried myself deep inside him and when he opened his mouth to suck in some air, I slipped my tongue inside, sending a shudder all through him.

Capturing his throat gently in my hand again, I pulled him up against me and soothed him with kisses on the side of his neck. I licked over his bite again as I began to stroke inside him rhythmically. I was fucking him slowly and steadily, and he shuddered in my arms and moaned with pleasure.

I knew his orgasm was close, and I wanted it to be good for him. When I bit him again to complete the process, it would bepainful at first, and I wanted him to be far gone in his passion when it happened. When he began to convulse under me, I thought he was ready, and I bit deeply into the side of his neck. I knew it would feel like twin needles boring into him, and he would scream in pain, so I held my hand over his mouth so we wouldn’t have all the guards plus the consorts in the room with us.

He arched his back, moaning, and I kissed him again, stroking inside him harder than before. He gave a wordless cry as he strained against me and had another orgasm. He was crying out loudly with pleasure, and I didn’t have the heart to stop him this time after his orgasm, the feelings seemed to only get stronger, and he was soaring.

“Quinn, the stars! They’re flying over the ceiling!” he cried. Vaguely, in some other part of his brain, it must have been registering that I was licking his throat, bathing the bite in saliva, and it was stimulating the bite, causing him to hallucinate. I felt the stars rushing at us—even I could see them this time, as the blackness came down around us—and I fell back on the bed with him clutched tightly to me, determined to never let him go.

We both slept late the next morning, and I knew that everyone in the house had to have heard us the night before. Rylan was curled up beside me in bed and moaned when I nudged him to wake up.

“Rylan, get up. We slept really late. Your family is bound to be awake and well aware of just exactly where you are.”

His eyes sprang open at that. “Oh shit,” he said, way too loud. I got out of bed and began pulling on some clothing before someone came in. I figured—having met Blake—that we had only minutes.

“Hurry. Your family will be in here soon.”

“Oh gods,” he said softly. “What are we going to do?”

“Say hello, I imagine. It’s far too late to lie about it now.”

“I don’t have any clothes to put on!” he whispered fiercely, and I had to smile. I wondered why he hadn’t thought of that the night before.

“Put on the robe. Or the coat. I imagine they’ve seen you in even less, and as I said they know exactly what we’ve been doing.”

He whirled to look at me. “Are you crazy? I can’t do that! It’s too embarrassing.”

“What did you think would happen when you came to me last night?”

“I didn’t think you’d let me go to sleep afterward! I was planning on leaving afterward.”

I laughed again because it was such a ludicrous situation, and I was far too old for all this.

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