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“Jaeger?” Luca frowned, a tiny bit of hurt appearing in his expression.

“A friend. More like a brother.We were saved from Zed at the same time by Deacon.”

The man’s expression lightened. “Ah.” He frowned. “You were in the same prison as I was?”

Drake nodded.

“And were you… like me?”

“Dragons are immune to mental suggestion… and our bodies apparently refused the addition of new DNA.I’m still 100% dragon—not that those scientists didn’t try to add in others over the years.”

“So you breathe fire and fly….” Luca paused and turned to look at Drake, frowning slightly—yet there was a soft smile.“No.There was smoke coming from you… a mist. Right?”

Drake smiled.Luca was apparently remembering something. “Yes.I’m a Smoke Dragon.Drake the Enchanter.” He bowed. “At your service.”

Luca took a few steps closer.“You saved me from the others… the other pieces of me who were waiting to take over.”He took another small step. “How did you know the panther needed to be a part of me?”

“Each time I came to see you, he’d been there—protecting the shack. I sensed something different about him than the others in the woods.They were predatory, where he felt… as if he were waiting for you.”Drake shrugged.“I made a guess, a guess based on my gut feeling, and I’m thankful I was right. His strength merged with you was the only way out.”

“I feel him, just below the surface of my mind. Over the last few days, I’ve heard him purring… it brings me comfort.” Luca took one last step—closing the gap between them.

Drake’s hands itched to reach out and bring the man the final few inches between their bodies.

“Now, I hear him roaring. I hear his need for you… and I feel it, too.” Luca pressed his body against Drake’s. He leaned in and pressed his lips to Drake’s, so softly, it almost didn’t happen.

They lingered a moment, their lips still a breath away. Drake was starving for more, but he had to know…

“Is it only your panther who wants me?”

Luca shook his head ever so slightly.“No. I want you, too.”

Drake didn’t need to hear another word.He grabbed the back of Luca’s head and kissed the man. It was no barely-there embrace—it was rough and filled with all the desire that had burned in his soul.His whole body reacted, as did Luca’s. Drake could feel the hard outline of the shifter’s cock against his thigh. His own was equally hard and aching with the need to finish this thing they’d started.

Luca’s hands were everywhere, spreading over his chest and down his abs. They rose to his shoulders and caressed his biceps. Drake was far past arms and chest. His hands cupped the globes of Luca’s ass, bringing the man closer. They rubbed their hard cocks together, the friction making Drake pull his lips away to clench his teeth.

“I want you,” Luca whispered. “Now.”

“Here?” Drake asked. He didn’t care where they were, as long as they were together, but this was still Luca’s prison—even if it was less secure. There could be cameras inside, with shifters forced to play voyeur on the other end.

That should’ve quashed his need, yet it only heightened it.He never thought himself an exhibitionist.

“We’re together, aren’t we?” Luca pressed his lips to Drake’s again. “That’s all that matters.”

Drake took his cues from Luca. If this was what his mate wanted, so be it. Pushing back, he urged Luca to the small bed.

Luca went willingly, falling back to it once the backs of his knees hit the mattress. Drake took no time.He pulled the slides off Luca’s feet and stripped him of the prison gray sweatpants covering his lower half.

Drake paused. Luca wore no underwear. His cock was thick and erect… and beautiful. He went to his knees, anxious to get a better look.Drake laid kisses along the tops of Luca’s thighs. Slowly, he moved closer and closer to the part of the man he wanted most.

Luca’s cock was of average length—but it had impressive girth.He wrapped his hand around the base of the shaft before sliding up to traverse the thick veins popping out along the surface. When he reached just behind the engorged, angry-looking head, a bead of fluid escaped.

Without thought, he lowered his head and got the first true taste of Luca. A moan rose up his throat—and he felt the shimmer of scales crossing his skin. His dragon roared deep within, desire propelling them both.

“You taste… sublime,” he said, a growl from his beast coming on the last word.

Luca trembled slightly, his hips moving of what seemed like their own accord. “By all means… have another taste.”

Drake chuckled before dipping his head for another sample.He laved a circle around the head with his tongue before taking a few inches into his mouth. Luca’s trembling grew. “My gods,” he murmured before threading the fingers of one hand through Drake’s hair and urging him on.

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