get enough air into his lungs. His body trembled, and his cock throbbed.
Cardin would have grabbed and yanked at his aching erection, but he feared he would fall over if he moved.
“Push out, mate of mine,” Leo crooned into Cardin’s ear as he mounted him. “Let me in.”
With his forehead resting on the comforter, Cardin nodded and obeyed. His body gave way as something thick breached him. He groaned as his chute stretched and stretched.
Gasping, Cardin began to tense.
“Relax, Cardin,” Leo purred into his ear as he reached under him. “You feel so fucking amazing.”
Cardin felt Leo’s fingers wrap around his cock. His palm slid easily along his length, telling him it was coated in lube. The sweet slide along his sensitive flesh immediately distracted him, and he groaned.
Then Leo’s erection slid across his gland, and Cardin cried his lover’s name.
“Gods, I love hearing my name from your lips,” Leo snarled in his ear, his voice sounding rough. Then, on a moan, he muttered, “You feel so good. Such exquisite heat and pressure.”
Cardin could only pant. He felt filled beyond capacity, and with the way Leo’s hand continued jacking his dick, he reveled in the sensations. For a long moment, Leo remained still behind him.
“M-Move,” Cardin finally managed to say. “Please, move.”
“Hell yeah.”
Leo obeyed. He began sliding out, then back in, in slow, smooth glides. With each rut, Leo pressed against Cardin’s prostate.
The sparks that were shooting up his channel combined with the delicious squeeze and friction on his dick. Following so closely behind the amazing feelings created by Leo’s tongue, his body shook. He felt his balls roll and tighten, drawing up tight.
“Leo!” Cardin cried as his release swept through him.
A second later, Leo roared his name as he slammed into him one more time.
Cardin registered the sensation of warm wetness shooting into him, and he gasped.
Oh fuck! We forgot a condom.
Before Cardin could say anything, he felt Leo’s teeth at his neck. Then the man bit him.
Pain spiked through his shoulder. To Cardin’s surprise, it didn’t linger. Instead, it nearly instantly morphed into ecstasy-inducing tingles that wrapped around his cock and balls and squeezed.
Cardin’s body bucked as another release crashed over him. Moaning, he collapsed as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, and darkness converged over him.
Chapter Seven
Upon hearing the soft knock on the bedroom door, Leortis peeled his eyelids open. He turned his head and noticed the moonlight coming in through the windows. After he’d cleaned up his passed-out mate, Leortis had crawled into bed and curled up around him. At some point, he’d fallen asleep. His stomach rumbled, telling him they must have been out all afternoon.
When the light tapping came again, Leortis frowned. He bit back a growl, since he didn’t want to wake his comatose mate, and eased from the bed. Watching Cardin snuffle into his pillow a little, Leortis smiled.
Gods, my mate is cute.
Leortis smirked at his thoughts as he grabbed his slacks from the floor. After tugging them on and fastening them, he opened the door. Spotting Vicar with a concerned expression on his face, Leortis stepped into the hallway, leaving the door cracked behind him.
“Yes?”
“I apologize for interrupting, Your Majesty,” Vicar began with a dip of his head. “We have a problem.”
“What is it?” Leortis didn’t like the uneasy scent rolling off his head guard.
“You’ve been challenged, Sire.”
“Challenged?” Leortis’s brows shot up. “By who? For what reason?”
For another dragon shifter to challenge the king, there had to be at least a half a dozen dragons over fifteen hundred years old backing him. The law also stated that the challenged king had to have done something unbecoming of the crown. Fights were also to the death.
Vicar frowned as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Who do you think, Leortis,” he grumbled. “Ruldin.” Crossing his arms over his chest, he glanced beyond Leortis to the door, and his attention stayed there. “And you’ve been challenged because you’re claiming a human as a mate.”
“Gods, Ruldin always was a prejudiced asshole with a superiority complex.”
Clearing his throat, Vicar tipped his chin in the direction he was looking. Then he stated, “And it seems there are enough old ones around who are willing to accept the possibility of his stupidity on the throne in lieu of having a human at your side.”
Turning, Leortis spotted Cardin. His red hair stuck up in a few places, and he only wore his jeans. He also had his arms wrapped around his torso protectively.
“Hello, my mate.”