Page 7 of The Blood Rose

When breakfast was over, and Dean had helped get things cleared away Drakon asked him to come to the living room with him and Dean seemed a little skittish. “What are you worried about my love?”

“Are you going to tell me that I should be heading home? I know that I've been here a long time, and you probably want to have some alone time before work." He was rambling, and Drakon put a stop to it by taking those ravishing lips in another kiss. Dean melted into his arms.

“Have you not heard anything that I've said," Drakon asked once he ended the kiss but continued to hold Dean in the circle of his arms. “Tap into the glamour and the things you witnessed and tell me where in all of that did you get the idea that I would want you to go home.”

“I don’t want to assume.” Dean was the most insecure guy that Drakon had ever met. He had to be firm and clear and use his words. Dean did not pick up on vibes or nuances he had a yes or no and black or white sort of understanding in all things. He pulled him tight into his arms crushing him to his chest. His baby was stealing a little more of his heart with each passing hour. It was so easy to love this man.

"You are my beloved, which is a Fated match. It is predestined as in meant to be. Our union, like all Fated matches, was written in the stars, that’s why our seer knew that you were coming. She can read the stars and understands signs.” Drakon pinched his chin between his thumb and index finger and tilted Dean’s head up to face him. His eyes were wide and his expression expectant. He needed to hear everything Drakon had to say.

“I claimed you last night, now you and I are bonded together. You felt the change come over you, and you experienced the awareness that flooded your heart and mind. Now, as my bonded beloved, you belong to me, and I belong to you. We will spend the rest of our lives loving and supporting one another. I would ask that you move in here with me since my position requires me to be onsite. We are fully bonded, so there is no changing our minds or walking away. It is you and me forever, baby." There, he hit the main points, and he couldn’t imagine being any clearer.

“But I don’t have a job and no savings, and I might be going to jail. I won’t be able to help you with living expenses.” Dean responded sadly.

“I don’t need your money baby and I don’t care if you have a job all I want is for you to never leave me. I need you with me Dean I need your soft smile and your gentle nature to soothe my soul. I’m a hard man with a past that would probably shock you and all I ask is for you to love me.

“That’s a very easy ask Drakon. I do love you and I want to build a life with you but what about Ryan and the firm?”

“You let me worry about that. I promise you I will take care of it.” Dean fell silent for a few seconds as his eyes searched Drakon’s face for sincerity when he smiled Drakon assumed he’d found it.

“I believe you.”

"Thank you, baby, and now I need to have you. It's been too long. I need to feel that hot gorgeous ass of yours wrapped around my cock. Strip baby.” Dean did not delay and began shedding his clothing there in the living room.

CHAPTER FOUR

Dean wanted to pinch himself. He could not believe that this man, the leather-clad daddy from the bar, was asking him for forever. It was real, and this was his life now, and Dean couldn’t fathom just how his life had gone from complete shit to this. The minute he told him to strip, Dean couldn’t get his clothes off fast enough. The memory of their lovemaking was fresh, and he wanted more.

It was only seconds before he was standing there completely naked, waiting for his next command. Drakon stood before him with his arms crossed and running his eyes up and down Dean's body.

“You are a beauty my love an absolute beauty.” Dean felt his face grow hot under the praise not used to having anyone speak of him in such a way. “I love the way you blush, and your body heats up.” He took a couple steps toward Dean and his anticipation grew to the point he felt his body shake with the need to be touched.

“Bend over the back of the sofa, make yourself comfortable, and spread your legs wide." With each command, Dean felt his cock get a little harder, and he noticed it was currently slightly bent and pressing against the back of the sofa.

“Hands on the seat cushions and eyes forward.” Dean thought he’d jump out of his skin before Drakon finally touched him. He ran the palms of his hands around Dean’s ass, cupping and spreading the tender flesh. He felt a moan escape, and he rolled his head back on his shoulders. Then he felt Drakon’s moist, slippery fingers circling his hole, sensitizing the area before plunging inside.

The soft moan turned sharp, and he closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the feel of those masterful hands. It wasn’t long before he heard the sound of a zipper lowering and felt the thrill of Drakon’s hard, hot cock skimming the surface of his hole, teasing and tempting.

“Don't tease me, Drakon." He whined but loved the playfulness of his lover.

Drakon bent and placed a kiss on the small of Dean's back and then trailed kisses across his while his hands continued to stretch and penetrate.

“I need you now, please.” The anticipation was pushing him to cry out.

Drakon pressed himself to Dean and gripped him by the hips, pulling him back against his hardness. Dean could feel the roughness of Drakon's jeans and shivered at the decadence of the scene. This was the love he craved, the easy relationship he’d dreamed of, and the man he always wanted.

“You’re the light in my darkness, Dean. You bring me happiness with just your smile and your sweet, sweet voice. I will love and protect you until the end of time.” His voice trailed off in a dreamy sense, heightening the romance and melting Dean’s heart on the spot.

“You’re everything I ever wanted and thought I would never have." Dean had to suddenly catch his breath as Drakon plunged inside, burying himself to the hilt, and then immediately pulled out and did it again, bouncing Dean off the cushioned sofa. Dean dropped his head and just lost himself in the delicious sensations Drakon was eliciting.

He hammered into Dean, stretching him tight and filling him full, and Dean was moving with him, falling into the rhythm. Drakon used his booted foot to move Dean’s feet further apart and pushed him forward and down onto the cushions, which lifted his ass into the air. Dean found himself on his tiptoes while Drakon pounded him hard, nearly lifting him off the floor.

Dean was panting and trying desperately to hold off his climax, which was threatening to burst him wide open. Drakon went in hard, slammed their hips together, and came in an intense rush. Dean felt the powerful release and sent him to the edge of his control, and then Drakon reached around and took his cock in a relentless grip stifling the wave that was about to let go beating back the surge of relief that Dean sought.

He couldn’t stop the whimper and moan that slipped out when Drakon sunk his teeth into his shoulder and took a small taste. "Easy, my love. I will let you come soon, but not yet." He chuckled as Dean begged for release. His legs were shaking with the need to come.

Drakon pulled out and stepped back but did not tuck himself back in. "Turn around, baby, and lean against the sofa. Dean turned around, stumbling a little as he tried to control his need. Drakon looked wicked and sexy beyond belief, his hair messy and hanging in his face and his cock on display with his jeans hanging open. It was gorgeous and Dean tried to commit it to memory.

"You take my breath away," Drakon stated and dropped to one knee and instantly took Dean's red, swollen cock into his mouth and took him down his throat. The rapid strokes, along with the heated pressure, were all Dean needed to completely lose it. Without thinking, he buried both hands in Drakon's hair and held on as his entire body convulsed as he climaxed like a thunder blast shaking him to his core. He had never come with such intensity or with such an amazing full body thrill.

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