Page 121 of The Dragon Warlord
“Because I said so.”
I turn to Rayne and Simone. “Can’t one of you stop him?”
“We could, Warlord,” Simone says.
“But we don’t want to,” Rayne adds. Both of the wizard’s expressions are filled with amusement.
“This is the last time I ask for your help,” I tell the dragon lord. “Any of your help! How are we supposed to … I mean, River and I … we need—”
“Are you wondering how you’ll fuck your omega while you live with us?”
I burn with rage and humiliation. I’ll never forgive him for this. “Yes.”
“You’ll stay in River’s old room. It’s still there. He used to stay sometimes before he bonded with you. Don’t worry, Omega, it’s soundproof. I won’t hear the way you make him scream.”
I’m going to ignore that last jibe in favor of envisioning River wanting to stay with his parents because that part is kind of sweet and makes this whole thing suck less. “Fine,” I huff. “May I go?”
“You may. See you tonight, Warlord.”
Someday, I’ll strangle him, and it’ll be so, so vindicating.
* * *
River’s waiting for me in my chambers and I don’t waste a second, ripping his clothes off. My lips crash to his and I slide my tongue into his mouth. Oh, the taste of sweet, sweet, honey. Our cocks slide together and I’m leaking a lot of slick. I still crave to dominate River, and he has zero wish to dominate me, but what if I topped from the bottom tonight? He hasn’t gotten to do that yet.
Before I tell him the bad news about moving to dragon lord central, I’m going to blow his mind. “Lie on your back, sweetheart.”
His eyes say, “what are you doing”, but he complies immediately. I lock his wrists over his head with a bit of magic that he could break out of with a little force, but we’ve discovered that River likes a little restraining. Not a lot of course. Dragons generally don’t and it’s usually considered punishment. Even my tastes have shifted since my full dragon has broken free. I still like some restraint, but not for a long time and not as much as I used to.
It's another reason I hate the whip so much. Part of that punishment is being restrained, hanging from the ceiling. It’s just terrible all around.
“Have you ever wanted to stick your cock inside me, Riv?”
“A bit?” he says as if it’s a question. “But, Tristan, I don’t like being in charge during sex at all—you said to tell you when I don’t like something and see? Just told you—so I don’t know how that would work.”
“I’m going to show you. Feel free to beg anytime.”
I don’t bother preparing myself since I don’t need it. For dragons and Elves, prep is only for foreplay and sexual torture. I want to enjoy the simple rawness of just taking him. Sliding down on his cock, his blue eyes widen.
“Holy fucking shite,” he says.
“I know.” But I also love being filled so I’m enjoying his cock up my arse as much as he’s enjoying having his cock up my arse.
“Tristan,” he pleads in a strained voice. “I’m going to come so fast from that.”
“No. You’re going to practice restraint, Omega.” I don’t have that big of a sadistic streak, but with him, I love the control.
I let out a long and loud groan when I’m full of this thick dragon dick. My balls slap onto his pelvic bone when my arse meets his hips. It’s a sore arse, courtesy of a paddle that Lux laid into me with. That man spanks hard, but it pays off now. I like the bit of pain with the pleasure of River’s cock head pounding against my prostate.
River begs for all he’s worth as I writhe on his cock. He chants my name like it’s a prayer. As much as I need to fuck him, I need to suck him too. Giving him a break, I sit on his cock and lean toward his ear to suck the lobe into my mouth. He pants, overwhelmed with sensations as his gorgeous mouth drops open.
It’s not enough. It’s never enough. Even with him inside of me. Even with how much I lick and suck him. Even with how much we’re meshed. I don’t know where River ends, and Tristan begins anymore.
Yet, it’s still not enough.
“Come for me, Riv. Fill me up, honeycake.”
He freezes and then shakes in intervals with the power of his orgasm as I continue to fuck myself on him and stroke my own cock. My balls draw up and I come just after him, milking all the pearly seed from my cock and marking him with it.
