Page 29 of Meet Me in the Stars

“All the empires,” my dragon echoed into my thoughts.

“You like the idea of that,” he smirked. “What asshole shall I start with?”

“What about the one who tried to burn me to a crisp today?” I asked, running my palms over his soft, hairy thighs.

“Self-immolation. That’s why you brought me here, huh? What? Do I lead an army against your flight in the future and you’ve traveled back in time to stop me?” he teased.

“I wish. If you ignore the whole time travel thing it would be simpler than what’s going on.”

“What is going on, Elio?” he asked.

“I’d live my whole life and probably never meet you if I didn’t get you here this way. You and Lotus might never find each other again and---” I let out a long sigh. “This will be easier to understand after. The other thing is easier to understand.”

“Other thing?” He asked, his scent turning back to its old cynicism.

“We need help, Fred. We need help to figure out how to get the elves to give us gateways to the Other World. We’ve been trapped outside of it since we built these planets. I mean, our dead go there. The doors of life and death come and go as and where they please. That means we can only meet our mates if they’re born on one of our three worlds. The leaders have given up on it. Lotus said you were stubborn and had connections. She thought you could help us.”

He flashed me a sad smile. I said too much.

“Hey, even if I have to kill you because you’re a liar, I’ll figure out a way to get your flight hooked up to the network of Other World gateways.”

“That’s morbidly sweet,” I said, sliding my hand over his hard cock through his underwear.

Under any other circumstances, I wouldn’t want to touch the dick of someone who kept threatening to kill me. His threats were empty air. I was exactly who I said I was. I was his true-mate. Maybe not his only true-mate, but quantity didn’t change the facts.

“Now be a good dragon and suck my dick,” he grinned.

“Good dragon?” I laughed. “It’s better than dude, I guess.”

“Okay, be my good dragon and suck my dick?” He tried again.

“Better,” I said stretching back out on my belly. I did my best not to freeze as I licked his shaft through the soft material of his underwear. I hadn’t done this before either. Kissing sorta preceded dick sucking in my mind. I hoped it did in everyone’s but who was I to tell someone where to kiss their mate first? Not my place to yuck their yums.

I kissed up and down his dick. Fred rolled his hips under me, brushing against my mouth. I almost asked if I could finish undressing him, but that went without saying. If we wanted his dick sucked, it’d have to come out of hiding. The ropes around his ankles kept me from getting them all the way off, but I got them down far enough so that they were out of my way. He was big and thick. I licked my lips letting my dragon’s instincts take over. I might not remember every moment of my past lives, but sometimes I thought he did. Maybe he just remembered all the smutty romance books we read over the years.

“You good?” Fred asked, smelling my hesitance.

“Yeah,” I nodded, settling myself back between his legs again.

Holding him at the base, I licked up his smooth shaft. His flesh was vaguely salty but tasted more like the ice used to cool him down earlier. He moaned and rolled his hips again. I put a hand on one of them to hold him in place. I wasn’t about to chase it through the air to suck him off. That was more work than the situation called for.

“You’ll want him to do that move later,” my dragon chuckled.

That might be so, but I held him down with one hand on his hip and the other wrapped around the base of his cock. Then I licked him again. He pushed against me, and I had to add some weight to keep him sort of in place. He was strong. Maybe stronger than me. He was definitely older than me and an alpha. So he had those things on his side. I liked to think I had more moxie, but moxie only got a guy so far. I slid my hand up his cock and he let out a long breath. Our gazes locked as I placed a promising kiss against the head of his dick. A drop of pre-cum clung to my lip and I licked it up as I pulled away. I was slick already. My omegahole was in overdrive because of meeting him. Already my slick arousal dribbled down onto my thighs. Fuck! I wanted him.

I licked down his shaft again, taking my time and reveling in how warm he was against the flat plain of my tongue. I lost myself to the way he pressed up against my hand. He was the one who needed to be good and stay still long enough for me to make him cum. I licked back up his shaft and then took the head of him into my mouth. He was wide and girthy but fit inside my mouth nicely. That was one perk of having a big draconic mouth. My dragon chuckled inside his inner sanctum. The sound came out low and morphed into a purr before vibrated up my throat.

“Fuck, yeah,” Fred murmured as my purring vibrated over his throbbing cock.

If my mouth hadn’t been full of him, I would’ve told him to stay still and be ‘good’ and there was more of that to come. Only my mouth was full and I sorta liked how he pressed against me. He made me work to pleasure him, to keep him inside my mouth where I wanted him. I slid down his shaft and he bucked his hips giving me more of him. I blinked fast for a second before I remembered to breathe through my nose. Then I lost myself to him. I held him down to keep his bucking to a minimum. Soon, he trembled against my tongue. My dragon purred again. I pulled back just enough so that I could twirl my tongue over the hard head of his dick. When the first drop fell, I thought it was more pre-cum, but then Fred’s pleasure flooded into my mouth. I drank it down, reveling in the fact that I made him feel that good. That I brought him over the edge and made him lose control.

When he went flaccid, I rested my head on his belly. He panted for air as he gathered his wits. For once, he smelled as out of it as I felt since meeting him. I nuzzled against his belly marking him as my mate and he didn’t remind me, he didn’t believe the truth for a damn second.

While Fred finished gathering up what was left of his wits I stood and stripped off my sweatpants and socks. I was as slick as I thought I was. My thighs glistened with arousal and need. Fred’s nostrils flared as my unhindered scent filled the room. A sarcastic part of me wanted to ask if he believed me now, but I didn’t. He jerked his head, motioning for me to rejoin him on the bed. I couldn’t resist the invitation. I laid on top of him. He was taller and broader than me and despite all the naps everyone claimed he had, he was still well-muscled. His lips parted for a kiss, and I gave it to him. The taste of his pleasure still lingered on my tongue. If Fred minded, he didn’t say anything about it. He kissed me hard, his tongue sweeping around my mouth. My hard dick pressed against his belly. It was hard not to wiggle against him. I was hard and slick and more than a little ready for him.

“Have you done this before, Elio?” he asked when the kiss broke.

“No,” I admitted because it didn’t seem like a thing mates should lie about. “Not with a real dick anyway.”

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