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It doesn’t change anything. It doesn’t make me stop. It doesn’t even give me pause. Maybe it’s because we both know this is temporary. A few days from now, this will be nothing more than a memory and my family will never have to know.

His cock is too thick for me to even get my fingers all the way around, but I do my damnedest anyway. I follow his example and use our connection to test out different grips and rhythms until I can feel the one that drives Lord crazy, the one that pushes him close to the edge with every stroke and tug.

Our kisses grow more frantic, rougher. We nip at each other’s lips, soothing each bite with fresh licks. We trade murmured words like “yes”and “fuck”each time our mouths part before crashing back together fiercely.

Sweat trickles down my back, making my shirt cling to my skin. Lord’s palm is slick with my precum now, every stroke getting slipperier. I drag my hand up his shaft and all the way back down again, over and over. His precum pours from him like a faucet, so wet and slick that I have to break our kiss to look between us, just to make sure he hasn’t already come and I somehow missed it.

“Dragon thing,” he rasps, rolling his hips to fuck into my grasp. His lips are swollen from our hungry kisses and his chest is heaving with every breath he drags in.

I grunt. “Must come in handy when lube is in short supply.”

He huffs a laugh that turns into a whine in the back of his throat as we both stroke each other faster.

In the firelight, a slight glisten catches my eye. The skin on his throat isn’t human skin anymore, it’s covered in the same mesmerizing orange scales he erupted into when we were threatened earlier.

Fascinated by the sight, I lower my face into the crook of his neck to nuzzle them. To my surprise, they aren’t rough or cold like I expected. They’re soft as silk in spite of their near impenetrable nature, and just as warm as the rest of him. Lord moans loudly as I drag my tongue along his scales, his cock jumping and throbbing in my hand. On my next downstroke, I feel the base of his cock swelling even more, bulging and pulsing with a thick, growing knot.

“What…” I look between us again, my cock pulsing with matching pleasure.

“It’s… knot,” Lord pants. “Ma…” he bites down on his lip like he’s stopping himself from whatever he was about to say. “Dragons have them sometimes.” His eyes flicker and suddenly his human irises are replaced with glowing orange ones, his pupils thin slits.

My breath catches and my cock twitches hard. Is it possible I’ve had a suppressed dragon fetish this whole time without realizing it? Maybe it’s the taboo of it all. Whatever the cause, I press myself harder against Lord, humping into his grip as our bodies writhe against each other.

“So beautiful,” he rumbles in a deep, inhuman voice that raises the hair on the back of my neck and twists my balls even tighter. “Mine,” he growls.

I grip his growing knot and slam my mouth back into his. As soon as our tongues touch and a flicker of fire scorches mine, I’m done for. I howl against his lips and his knot starts to throb and pulse, a gut-deep roar erupting from his throat. We hump and kiss, both of us growling and groaning, the connection between us throbbing just as intensely as our orgasms, turning up the pleasure until it’s almost too much to bear. I moan and grind against him until my throat is sore and my balls are empty, both of us covered in our hot, sticky shared release.

As soon as the adrenaline of my orgasm fades, my knees are too weak to hold me up. I sag against Lord, and he murmurs quiet words in French that I don’t understand, nuzzling the crook of my neck and holding me tightly so I don’t have to worry about a thing.

Could this have been some kind of magic too? The way it’s left me unable to keep my eyes open certainly feels like it. If so, it’s the best damn magic ever invented. I didn’t know I could come that hard and live to tell about it.

I’d love to tell him exactly that, but I’m too sleepy now.

“Rest, my Viking. I’ll take care of you,” he whispers as I drift off in his arms.

Chapter

Ten

LORD

My eyes burn from the need for sleep, but I refuse to take them off my sleeping mate. Ever since we lay down, I’ve had the distinct feeling of someone watching us. I can’t smell anything or anyone though, aside from the usual forest animals, and I’m not about to wander away from Alrick to find out. It’s likely my dragon is just on high alert and that there’s no real danger to worry about.

Alrick’s breathing is slow and steady, completely relaxed. It’s like a lullaby for me, but as much as I want to cuddle against his strong body, I must stay vigilant. Who knows what threats lurk in the dark.

I dart my tongue over my lips for the hundredth time, desperate to catch his lingering taste. He’s so beautiful right now as the glow of the fire flickers across his face, catching the sun-kissed bits of his hair and the sharp features of his ancestors. Stunning.

His kiss was everything I didn’t know I needed, and now I’m only hungry for more. A tendril of smoke sneaks from betweenmy lips, my dragon more content than ever before, but it’s not to be. This Viking, this beautiful man, is not mine to keep.

My dragon’s reaction to that thought is swift and powerful, taking my breath away as he thrashes inside me. There’s no reasoning with a lust-drunk beast. Gods of fire, I want to give him what he wants, what we both want, but it would be a betrayal for both of us. How could I face my brothers, my friends, Judre’s loved ones, with a dragon slayer on my arm?

It’s impossible, and that’s devastating.

Alrick stirs in his sleep, mumbling words too soft even for my dragon hearing to make out, but there’s something comforting in them, and I justknowthey’re about me. He reaches his arm out then huffs, pulling it close to his body again. Is he looking for me?

“I’m here, mate,” I whisper, hoping the bond inside him feels comforted.

Alrick hums before mumbling again. It’s almost astonishing how cute and unguarded he is when he sleeps, given his bold presence when he’s awake. I’d like to think he feels safe with me.

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