Page 33 of To Fall for a Dragon

“Thank you for trusting me with your heart. I realize this was hard for you, especially with what happened…” Hakko gathered Poe close and kissed the top of his head. He lifted Poe’s chin and gazed at him with earnestness. “I failed you earlier, and you still…”

Poe shook his head immediately, refuting Hakko’s words. “No, no! Get that out of your head. It was no one’s fault except his. You make me happy, Hakko. Really, you do. I—I honestly don’t know how else to tell you.”

“You got hurt though,” Hakko trailed a finger along Poe’s mouth where Hastur’s blood stained him. The water hadn’t been able to take away the brackish colour.

“But I defeated him and Sawyer!” Poe insisted. He pulled on Hakko’s head and kissed him hard on the mouth. He poured everything into it and was satisfied when Hakko responded in kind.

Hakko lifted him into his arms and carried him to the softly lit room that was the epitome of Hakko. He laid Poe on the soft blanket and covered Poe with his body. Despite Hakko’s size, his weight wasn’t an issue to Poe. He was on a cloud surrounded by a dragon. “I have so much desire for you, but I can’t bear to cause you pain, Poe. You’ve been hurt so many times.”

Poe melted into the comforter, dragging Hakko with him. Their bodies slotted together as Hakko relaxed in Poe’s arms. Poe smiled as Hakko settled and kissed the tip of Hakko’s nose.

“It’s not a permanent thing, Hakko. Please. Get that idea out of your head. Think of a better one instead. Like… like how we can reward each other,” Poe insisted. Hakko lifted himself on his arms and studied Poe. It was like Poe was a specimen, not the feeling Poe was attempting to foster.

“Let me be concerned about you. Let me be the brakes. I want to make sure this is it. You’re not doing this for any misplaced sense of penance.” Hakko stroked Poe’s cheek with the back of his fingers.

Poe wrapped his arms around Hakko’s neck and pulled him close. If kissing was all he’d get, he’d take it. Kissing Hakko was worth so much.

ChapterEighteen

Poe was attempting to clear his conscience, and Hakko embraced his endeavours, though his way of doing it left a lot to be desired. Using seduction to deal with his emotions wasn’t great, but Poe was spreading his wings and using Hakko as a springboard.

Nothing he was doing was terrible. It just wasn’t how Hakko envisioned this evening to end. Hakko had noticed the change in Poe when he left a mark on Hakko’s neck in the shower. Hakko had hoped that Poe was embracing his vampire side and he’d take Hakko’s blood.

But Poe held back and discovered other tricks to make Hakko happy, doing sexual acts Poe wasn’t emotionally ready for. Tired, adrenaline gone, Hakko rolled to his back, taking Poe with him. Poe scrambled to remain attached and looked at Hakko with confusion and dismay.

“What’s going on? Hakko?” Poe asked. His brow furrowed as he examined Hakko. “I liked that. I promise.”

“Bite me. His blood will not be the last thing you ate before we make love.” Hakko vocalized what he hadn’t realized was the big problem. Hastur’s blood had some sort of influence on Poe, and being a victim of demonic residue wasn’t going to be a part of what hoped to be pleasant interlude.

Poe blinked at him, his eyes big and doe-like. He picked nervously at the pillowcase as he thought. Hakko didn’t watch him as he understood staring would shut Poe down if he was feeling too much pressure.

“But.”

“Poe, I’m a dragon, pretty much impervious to anything people throw at me. I am the absolute best smorgasbord for you to practice on,” Hakko said as he wrapped a loose arm around Poe’s lower back. His skin was raised from old scars, and it angered Hakko. Poe deserved more than that. Poe deserved only peace from now on.

“I know. I’ve thought about it, but I don’t…I can’t just lean over and bite you. It’s awkward and almost clinical,” Poe muttered.

Hakko had a feeling that might have been the case. He agreed somewhat, but he was firm in his decision that he wouldn’t take Poe until there was no more demon left in him.

Despite Poe saying he wouldn’t, he pressed close to Hakko, his nose brushing against the underside of Hakko’s jaw. A gentle lick on his skin. Goose bumps spread across Hakko’s arms as Poe nuzzled Hakko.

Hakko held still, trying not to distract Poe from anything that would stop him. This wasn’t meant to be an ultimatum. Poe had the control to do what was best for him.

A piercing pain was lathed away by a soft lick and then a sharp sting that aroused Hakko so completely he was shocked he didn’t come. Hakko’s breath hitched as his whole attention was split between Poe sucking his blood and kneading his pectoral muscles and the sudden thickening of his cock.

He slid his hand around his cock and gave it a squeeze, staving off the intense need to fuck. This was all from Poe taking his blood. “Fuck, Poe. That’s dangerous. You need to stop.”

Poe growled, and his grip turned punishing as he drank. Time passed, and Hakko allowed Poe to continue, but there was no end to it. Hakko realized that if Poe stole any more blood, Hakko wouldn’t be able to stop Poe. Hakko tapped Poe’s hand to warn Poe, but Poe was lost in his own needs.

“Poe,” Hakko barked to get Poe’s attention. Everything ceased, and Poe gazed at him, bloodstains on his lips. His eyes were all pupil, shiny and dark. His lips were dragon bloodred, Hakko’s blood, and it pleased Hakko to no end.

Taking charge, Hakko brought Poe close and kissed him with everything he had. The taste of his blood on Poe’s lips enhanced his arousal even as Poe submitted to Hakko’s kiss. Every emotion Hakko had banked since Hakko first met Poe came rushing to the fore. Now was the time to take, to claim. Hakko manipulated Poe’s body until his thick cock was pressed hard against Poe’s sensitive scrotum.

Who knew a bite could turn a dragon carnal?

Poe wasn’t passive either. His fingers plucked and teased Hakko’s sensitive nipples while he rode Hakko’s body. Short jerky movements against Hakko sent waves of lust zinging through him. Their kisses were open-mouthed as they fought for control. Hakko slid his tongue along Poe’s while his finger played with Poe’s tight entrance.

Poe widened his legs, offering Hakko easier access to his body. Everything was centring around this moment, driving all of Hakko’s thoughts around sliding his cock deep inside Poe and claiming him. Painting Poe with his essence from the inside out became Hakko’s mission. Poe’s bite throbbed with Hakko’s urge to fuck.

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