Page 15 of Mistletoe and Mayhem
He didn’t wait for Maverick to respond, spinning on his heel and racing out the front gate, heading in the direction of thewaterfall. He used a bit of magic to give him a boost of speed, ducking down an alley to force Maverick to use his human form to keep up with him. He did not want his dragon out right now. That would almost guarantee a rage if someone got in his way.
He could hear the pounding footsteps as Maverick chased after him, and he felt a grin stretch across his face as he raced down another alley, following the pull of water on his senses when he got deep enough into the city that he couldn’t see around the buildings. He didn't want to make the chase too easy, so he hid at least once, watching Maverick pass him in a hurry only to snarl and make chase again when Isaac darted in another direction with a laugh.
It wasn’t terrifying like the first time. Instead, it was thrilling, especially knowing what he had planned for when he eventually got captured. Even Maverick was enjoying it, if the underlying lust thrumming along their bond was anything to go by. He was still riled up, still pissed, but the distraction was definitely working. Now all Isaac had to do was to get to the waterfall without getting caught first. He wasn’t sure he could trust his dragon not to attempt to take him wherever he was caught, just because he wasn’t entirely in his right mind.
Maverick always said his dragon side was a horny bastard, which was why he couldn’t resist knotting Isaac every chance he got.
He felt a tug on his senses, fire approaching too close, and ducked, missing getting tackled by Maverick by just a hair. He yelped, heading down another alley and out onto the street that followed the river. Almost there. Almost–
Isaac madea crucial mistake when he left the safety of the alleys. He exited in an area big enough for Maverick to shift, and while his little mate was fast, his dragon was faster, and he caught him up with his claws before Isaac could get more than a dozen feet away from him.
An image of the waterfall flashed across Maverick’s mind, coming from Isaac. His intention had been to find privacy and give Maverick a chance to run out his energy. Smart mate. He deserved a reward.
Maverick dove under the water with Isaac still clutched against him, using the momentum of his shift to shove them out of the water on the other side of the falls. There was a small cave there, one he’d been to before, and it would definitely serve their purpose.
“Damn it, Maverick! You couldn’t have gone around? Now we’re both soaked!”
He could have commented that there was no other way to get to this cave, but instead he chose to fix the issue by stripping Isaac out of his clothes and tossing them aside. And because his mate was absolutely perfect, Isaac fought him just enough to trigger his instincts, giving his dragon even more time to work out his energy.
Oh, he definitely was getting a reward later.
Flipping Isaac onto his hands and knees, Maverick ignored his startled noise, spreading his cheeks and running his tongue along Isaac’s crease, paying special attention to his hole.
“Oh, gods…” Isaac moaned, the fight leaving him in an instant.
Maverick’s growl turned pleased at the mage’s submission, and he rewarded him with another long lick. He made a meal of his mate, licking and stabbing his tongue into his hole until Isaac’s writhing movements made it almost impossible to continue.
When he sat back to fetch the lube from his wallet, Isaac flipped over, going for Maverick’s suit with frantic fingers. He tore his shirt open, buttons scattering everywhere, and Maverick growled in response, seizing Isaac’s hands and forcing them over his head.
“You’re going to regret that.”
“Somehow, I doubt that,” Isaac answered with a breathless grin. No longer distracted by Maverick’s tongue, he went back to fighting, squirming in Maverick’s grip and trying to escape when Maverick pulled away long enough to shrug off his ruined shirt and jacket. Maverick found himself grinning as well as he dragged Isaac back underneath him, only pulling his slacks down enough to free his erection.
“You’re asking for a rough ride,” he warned, ripping the lube packet open with his teeth.
Isaac’s chin lifted, defiant as always, even when he was pinned and hard underneath him. “I’m not afraid of you, dragon. Show me what you’ve got.”
Oh, he’d show him alright.
With the full knowledge of how much Isaac loved the stretch, Maverick skipped prep entirely, yanking one of Isaac’s thighs up to expose him and lining himself up to his hole without warning. Isaac’s eyes widened in surprise, his body’s only prep being the way he softened under Maverick’s tongue, but he didn’t stop him or even protest. He wriggled to get closer, gasping when Maverick pushed inside him, and threw his head back on a moan as Maverick sank into him, slowly so as not to hurt him, but steady and without mercy.
“Oh, gods, oh, gods, oh, gods!” Isaac shouted, his unpinned leg wrapping around Maverick’s waist to drag him closer. “Maverick!”
“You should know by now what happens when you run from me,mate,” he growled against Isaac’s ear, bottoming out witha grunt. He gave his gorgeous mate no time to adjust before drawing his hips back and slamming back inside again. Isaac wailed, head lashing side to side as pleasure and pain mixed together. Maverick felt the echo of it along their bond, the burn only amplifying the pleasure until he could do nothing but feel it. “No matter how far you go, I’ll always catch you and remind you exactly who you belong to.”
Chapter Five
The snarling voice was more the dragon than Maverick himself, but Isaac couldn’t find it in him to care. He was overloaded with pleasure, each pounding thrust sending sparks of pleasure pain singing through his veins. His body being stretched around Maverick’s massive cock with no prep was too much and not enough at the same time. He got the feeling he’d be begging for this again and again in the future.
He felt Maverick’s movements slow, the thrusts becoming more shallow. Still amazing, and definitely enough to get him off, but he knew what Maverick was avoiding. There was no way he was going through all that and not getting his knot.
He knew better than to think he could argue his way into it, so instead, he pulled on his magic, sending a shock through them both. With the bond in place, Maverick felt no pain from it, only a tingling sort of pleasure, but it always seemed to make him go a little feral. Sure enough, his thrusts got rougher, the snarl in his throat growing louder. Isaac felt the bump of the knot against his hole with each thrust, the pressure threatening to send him over the edge before he could get what he wanted. He couldn’t stop himself from begging, his legs tightening as he tried to drag Maverick closer.
“Please! Please! Maverick!Ungh!”
With one final sharp snap of his hips, Maverick’s knot sank inside him, sending Isaac straight into the stratosphere, his screams muffled by Maverick’s mouth on his. Good thing, too, because he was pretty sure not even the rush of the waterfall would have drowned him out completely if anyone was nearby.
Maverick’s groan was half-growl, half-relief as he filled Isaac’s channel with his release. He relaxed his grip on Isaac’s wrists, his touch turning gentle as he massaged them and lowered himself so he was wrapped more entirely around Isaac’s body.
