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“Sorry, I should’ve known you’d want to be the one to tell him about all the new stuff here,” Castor looked up, flashing us both a sheepish grin.

“No worries,” Elio said, entwining his fingers through mine.

“You two have fun,” Castor said, heading off down the hall.

“Thanks, Cas!”

I didn’t ask about the Star Room until we were behind the locked door again.

“I think it would be easier to show you when it’s time,” Elio said, kicking off his shoes and sinking onto the edge of the bed.

“I guess we can unbolt Cas’s bed and push it over next to mine now,” I said, choosing to ignore the new information Elio was withholding. The claiming vows had worked. I had to give him some space and a little grace on account of that.

“I think we can both fit. I mean we did earlier,” he smirked, leaning back on the bed with his feet still planted on the floor.

I raked my eyes over him. He was clad in pants that were sort of like Earthside sweatpants, but when he leaned back like that they left little to the imagination.

“Babe, if you keep sitting like that, we’re not going to do much talking,” I said, ignoring my now my half-hard dick.

“Who said we had to keep talking? This is our matingmoon,” he chuckled and slid one hand inside his pants and wrapped it around his dick. That was it. He had undone me. Everything inside me craved more of him. Now that we were alone there was nothing to stand in my way of having him again.

“And just so you know, I prefer babe to dude,” Elio said, stroking himself.

Chapter Eighteen

Elio

Fred crossed the little bedroom in a blur of speed and dropped to his knees between my parted legs. His hungry eyes settled on mine as I pushed myself up on my elbows. Even on his knees he was tall. I leaned forward and caught his lips in a hungry kiss. I traced his jaw line, touching as much of him as I could with one hand, as our tongues danced between our mouths. He tasted sweet like the coffee he murdered with all that sugar. His hands came to rest on my thighs and a happy sigh escaped me. My dragon purred again. He seemed to always purr around Fred. It wasn’t a very common noise for dragons to make except for the very young and those who purred to comfort those around them. Except, maybe there was one other time dragons purred a lot. Maybe no one told me, and I hadn’t bothered to take a survey of sounds my peers made in the bedroom.

Fred’s big, warm hands slid up my thighs to my hips. He tucked his thumbs in my waistband and slipped my pants off. I stroked myself as his gaze followed my fist. Naked again, I stretched out on the bed, feet on the floor, one arm behind my head. He kissed up and down my inner highs, leaving behind a hot tingling trail of his scent. We’d already marked each other with the claiming vows. Our scents were forever altered to smell a bit more like each other – like a true-mated pair.

I ran the fingers of my free hand through Fred’s thick hair. I tried to imagine it sprinkled with glitter as it had been in the memories the vows had shown me. He smiled against my thigh.

“One day I’ll take you there,” he said, pulling back to speak after picking up my thoughts over our newly opened mating link. “Glitter Bomb is still up and running. I’m just not the guy running it anymore.”

“I’d like that,” I murmured, squeezing my dick and making a spiral of pleasure wrap around my spine.

“Do you have clubs here?” Fred asked.

“Some. Nothing quite like what I saw in your memories,” I grinned.

Dropping the conversation Fred placed one more soft kiss on my inner thigh before turning his attention to warmer places. I stroked myself as he pressed his tongue flat over the sensitive skin of my scrotum. I sighed, sinking deeper into the bed as his tongue ran over it again. I lost myself to his warm mouth kissing, licking, and sucking on my balls. My hips rolled with his motions as I tried to follow his mouth. His tongue sank lower, seeking out my slick omegahole. Arousal pooled there, leaking onto my thighs, leaving them a glistening mess. He licked them clean again, teasing me in zigzag patterns. My fist moved in time with his licks, drawing out the moment before the pressure became too much.

Fred licked slow, lazy circles around my omegahole, teasing me until I brought a heel to rest on his shoulder for leverage. Taking advantage of the new position, Fred gripped my thigh, pushing my knee back to my chest. A hot blush scorched across my face. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen it all when we exchanged our vows, but the position left me open, vulnerable.

“Safe,” Fred said, his breath playing against my flesh.

He waited for me to relax against the mattress before he licked me again. I let go of my dick and focused on his warm, moist tongue licking over my sweet spot and lapping up the arousal that he endlessly summoned from me. My breaths came in heavy pants as my balls drew up close to my body. I was going to cum again and soon. I opened my mouth to tell him but stopped short. I didn’t need to anymore. Just as his pleasure washed over me, mine did the same to him over our mating link.

Fred’s big, strong hand was soft against my thigh as he turned his attention to my throbbing cock. His fingers wrapped around me and I purred. The sound vibrated me and the mattress until he purred back and my dragon let out a satisfied chirp. My fingers dug into the blankets and the sheets, I willed my claws to stay put. They didn’t need to come out and play, but with each lick, kiss, and stroke Fred showered me with it was harder to maintain my control. I opened my mouth about to beg for release when Fred slipped his lips over the head of my cock. I squeezed my fingers into fists to keep control of the giant fiery beast threatening to explode out of me.

“Breathe, babe,” Fred whispered, amused, over our mating link.

I was trying and I kept trying. Except everywhere he touched me felt too good – too much. Everything inside me pulled up tight and tense as his mouth slid down my shaft. His tongue pressed against its underside and was my undoing. My dragon didn’t explode but a stream of steam and smoke wafted from my mouth as I called out my pleasure. I came hard, my whole body shaking, as the proof of how fucking good I felt poured onto my mate’s tongue. He swallowed down my pleasure and kept going until there wasn’t a single drop of it left inside my body.

The smoke detector on the ceiling beeped and a weak laugh escaped me. Cursing under his breath, Fred stood up and waved my discarded underwear at it.

“We’re fine! Nothing on fire!” Fred called toward the door as footfalls raced down the hallway. “I didn’t even do this.”

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