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“So, you and Damian, huh?” I tease, elbowing Otto lightly.

His cheeks turn a blotchy red. “Don’t tell Kyro. He’s okay with the peace treaty, but he wouldn’t like the idea of me hooking up with someone from the Gold Horde.”

“You know who’s in his bed right now, right?”

He looks a little sheepish and laughs. “Fair enough.”

Chapter 29

Jethro

Iwakepressedagainstahard body with a masculine scent. Hmmm, he smells delicious. I could get used to this.

Kyro stretches in a way that makes all his muscles flex, and I enjoy the movement by rubbing up against him. He startles a little when he opens his eyes and realizes it’s my leg draped over his thigh and my hand on his chest, but he relaxes instantly, yawns, and closes his eyes again.

“Where’s Sora?” he asks in his gravely morning voice. My dick twitches against his thigh. His lips curl. With closed eyes, he says, “Get our girl, and I’ll teach you something new.”

I slide down his body until my face is level with his morning wood. “Maybe I’ll teach you something new.”

He laughs, but the sound chokes outwhen I take him in my mouth.

“Fuck,” he moans. He grabs my hair and pulls me off. “Are you trying to make me come so you can take our girl while I’m recovering?”

“You know you hog her pussy.” I smirk at his dark look.

“You didn’t seem to mind last night.”

“Oh, I don’t mind at all.” I wink, then swallow him all the way down until my nose hits his abs. The thought of Sora coming back in from the bathroom to find us like this has me spreading Kyro’s thighs so I can sink between them and rub myself against the sheets.

He keeps his fingers in my hair, but the grip is lazy. He’s letting me control this, which makes me even more eager to please him.

“Sora, baby, if you don’t get in here soon, I’m gonna waste my cum down Jethro’s throat.”

I pop off just long enough to say, “Maybe that’s what she wants.”

Goddess knows it’s what I want. I’ve been dying to taste him ever since The Black Wing. Before I take him in my mouth again, I tongue his balls, lick up the underside of his shaft, and flick his tip. He tastes just as good as I imagined. Masculineand smoky.

He throws his head back against the headboard and groans. “Fuck, that’s good. Don’t stop.”

“Say you love me,” I coerce. It probably won’t mean as much if he says it under duress, but fuck, I want to hear him admit it. And not just as part of a ceremony. Because I want to say it to him, just as much as I wanted to say it to Sora for the past year. I bit my tongue because I knew she wasn’t ready to hear it, and I’m doing the same now with Kyro, but goddess above, there’s so much in me just bursting to come out. I’ve never been a patient man.

Kyro is demanding and stubborn as hell, but he’s also sweet and tender with our mate, with me too. He’s going to be the leader in this dynamic, that’s clear, and I don’t mind. He’ll also be the anchor, the steadying presence, which is something I need, especially since I have a tendency towards dramatics and extravagance.

But he needs me too. He needs to relax sometimes. Take the weight of the world off his shoulders. Live a little.

He’ll keep us rooted, and I’ll push and prod to ensure we soar.

Which starts right now.

I take just his tip in my mouth and suck hard. His whole body jerks, and he curses. Taking him deep down my throat,I swallow around his length, tensing my muscles to squeeze him tight. With his cock this deep, I can’t breathe, but I don’t care. I want to show him all that he’s not ready for me to say.

I pleasure him like my life depends on it. Sucking, swallowing, humming. It’s sloppy, spit dripping down his length, but I can tell he likes it by the way he’s clawing at the bed.

When I add my hand, he thrusts from below, slamming into my throat. He holds the back of my head to keep me where he wants and spills himself with a gruff curse.

I gag, cum spilling out the sides of my mouth. He pets my head. “That’s it, baby, choke on my cum just like that. Such a good little cumslut for me.”

Fuck, he knows just what to say to get to me. I’m already wound tight, but the mix of his praise and degradation sends a jolt of pure electricity down my spine. I swallow him greedily, bucking my hips frantically against the bed. It only takes a couple of thrusts before I’m spilling myself all over Kyro’s sheets.

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