good,” he said thickly. “So good. Come here so I can reach you better.”
Good? Oh, Alric wanted so much more than simply good. He wanted to drive his sexy little mage insane. He wanted him writhing, shouting, and maybe even a little begging. He scooted back and bent down, pressing a series of open-mouthed kisses along the inside of his pelvic bone. Cameron’s cock nudged his cheek, and a soft moan left his lover when Alric turned his head and nuzzled his thick length with the tip of his nose. The scent of Cameron’s citrus bodywash and personal musk danced around him. Nothing had ever been so intoxicating.
He continued down, kissing and licking the little divot where his thigh met his torso. Cameron whimpered and one hand reached down from the pillow to thread through his hair. His lover didn’t pull him in the direction he wanted, but there was a slight tightening, some impatience in that tug. There was no question what his Cameron wanted.
His dragon urged the same thing. It growled in Alric’s brain, demanding to lick and taste every inch of the morsel spread before him in his bed. Yes, all of Cameron needed to be savored.
Turning his head, Alric licked a slow stripe up Cameron’s cock with the flat of his tongue. He paused, swirling his tongue around the tip, before swallowing him down. Dear god, how long had it been since he’d done this? Even in his foggiest of memories, it had never been like this. The sound of Cameron’s panting, the weight of his perfect dick on his tongue. Hollowing his cheeks, he sucked him slowly, relishing the taste and feel of his satiny skin on his tongue.
Cameron was panting and humming, his skin beautifully flushed, but it wasn’t enough. Drawing ever so slightly on dragon fire, he heated his breath up so that it was just a few degrees warmer than the average human’s. He let Cameron’s cock slide from his mouth, and he blew a steady stream from root to tip. The warm air across wet flesh became the most decadent caress, but also a wicked tease since it came without all the usual friction and pressure.
Cameron spasmed and arched under the onslaught, a gasp of pleasure wringing out of his throat. His head shot up, and he stared at Alric with wide eyes, panting for breath. “Oh. My. God.”
Wicked need flashed through Alric. That was more of the reaction he looked for. “Still good?” he teased.
Cameron made a sound like he was swallowing his tongue.
“Want me to do it again?”
“Yes please,” Cameron responded faintly.
Alric repeated the process, leaving Cameron gasping and squirming, back arching. His breath shook, glazed eyes on Alric. Alric was content to do this all night long, to bring Cameron to the peak of pleasure over and over again, but not tonight. Not their first time together. He wanted more. Needed so much more.
With his face pressed to Cameron’s skin, he smelled of magic and citrus, but so much more. He was flesh and sweat and desire. He smelled like…MINE.
Alric paused, clenching his teeth as his dragon tossed its head up with a greedy roar. In all his nearly seven hundred years, he and his dragon had always been of accord. His dragon was content to allow his human side to remain in the driver’s seat in all things, but since he’d met Cameron his dragon had been making more insistent demands.
Claim. Protect. Devour. Mine. Mine. Mine.
And while he was horrified by his dragon’s ceaseless demands, there was a part of his human side that completely agreed. Cameron was his and his alone.
“Alric?” Cameron’s voice was soft and needy, but there was a thread of worry that helped Alric climb back into control.
Lifting his head to meet Cameron’s sharp eyes, Alric gasped out, “Need you.”
Knowing his eyes must be flashing gold with the depth of his emotions, Alric felt a surge of gratification and lust when Cameron displayed no fear. Instead, his eyes widened with wonder, and he eagerly nodded before he pushed into a seated position. Alric crawled across the bed to the nightstand, grabbing the cream hidden in the top drawer.
The jar was one of the preferred porcelain types the mages liked to use. He lifted the stopper top out and dipped two fingers in before reaching behind and stretching himself on a sigh. The burn was sharper than he expected as muscles resisted the sudden intrusion. Alric couldn’t actually remember the last time he’d bottomed