Page 61 of Tempest

Levi choked on Iason’s cock, eyes watering, and pulled Iason even closer so he could let his throat convulse around Iason. Iason fucked his mouth like a man possessed, and Levi realized that Iason was perfectly capable of being a storm that raged, he’d just been waiting for… not permission. Someone worth breakingfor.A storm that waited for the perfect place to make landfall.

“If you want me to come on your cock while you fuck me, I have to stop,” Iason panted, pulling back, bracing himself over Levi. “Fuck, you’re so good at that.”

Levi smiled up at him. “Yes, I am, aren’t I? How do you want it? You liked riding my face. Do you want to ride my cock, too?”

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Levi was most certainly a terrible influence.

Iason had been perfectly happy, until this point, being unconcerned with other people’s cocks. To have someone under or over him, towantthem inside him or vice versa, was an utterly foreign concept. And of course Levi had barreled through it all like a dragon in a tea cupboard. Except instead of a pile of broken crockery, what they had left was Iason, fumbling for the oil while Levi chuckled and groped at his thighs.

What on earth did Levi see in Iason’sthighs?

“You’ve turned me into a hedonist,” Iason said, moving down Levi’s body with the bottle of oil in his hands.

“Oh, not yet.” Levi smiled. It was a dragonish grin on a human face, and a ripple of desire rolled through Iason as he uncapped the bottle.

Iason wasn’t as careful as he could have been. Something in Levi made him feel wild, a touch of that storm Levi claimed lived inside him stirring, and Iason let the bottle fall to the floor when he was done. His fingers were slippery, and his thighs tensed, but when he positioned himself over Levi’s cock and felt the tip push into him, the stretch was almost too easy. It was as though they were made for each other, a small voice in the back of Iason’s mind suggested, and he blushed hot at the audacity of it even as he braced himself on Levi’s chest and sank down.

“Imagine how it will feel when you’re taking both my cocks,” Levi said, bucking his hips slightly. His cock was thick, a heavy pressure that sent a hot pulse of pleasure through Iason’s belly, and Iason flipped his hair out of his eyes to meet Levi’s gaze.

“You’re… not serious.” He started to move, seeking that pressure, gasping as he fucked himself.

“I am. I forget, sometimes, that humans only have one.” Levi matched Iason’s pace, then overtook it, fucking up into Iason as Iason braced himself and tried to suppress a moan. “I’d like to see you stretched open around both of them at once, hear the sounds you make when I take you apart.”

“Fuck.” Iason felt wrecked already, shaking, his cock so hard he wasn’t sure he needed a hand on it to come on Levi’s cock. He leaned over Levi, biting the inside of his cheek. “Can I draw on you?”

“If you like, my wizard.”

Mywizard. That was significant, somehow—but Iason couldn’t hold on to it, because he was drawing just enough power from Levi to make the air spark between them. When Iason ran his fingers over Levi’s chest, there was a crack and a flash of light, and Levi bucked violently, reaching for Iason.

“Do it again.”

Iason touched Levi’s nipples, and light sparked again, making Levi toss his head back and moan loud enough that half of Mislia would have heard him if not for the warding spell. Iason dragged his nails down Levi’s chest, gathering the last of the electricity he’d called with his magic, and Levi practically roared as he bucked his hips and dug his nails into Iason’s thighs. Iason stroked his own cock as he felt Levi come inside him, and it only took a few strokes before he was crying out his release, spilling over Levi’s stomach and chest.

His thighs were trembling when he finally drew off Levi’s cock and collapsed on top of him. He was spent, utterly and completely, and it took all of his strength to roll off the bed and pick up the bottle from where it had thumped into a crate.

“Get back in bed, wizard,” Levi said.

“Just like a dragon with its hoard.” Iason smacked Levi on the thigh. “Clean off first. You can be as dragon-like as you wish later.”

“In the bath,” Levi said, stretching like a cat. “With those scented things you like to put in the water.”

Iason smiled down at him. “I see there are some human devices you enjoy.”

“I enjoy many things,” Levi said, but he did come downstairs with Iason, sneaking into the bathroom to fill the tub.

They soaked for a while, Levi wrapping his arms around Iason as though he truly were a piece of a dragon’s treasure, and his contentment was catching. Iason found himself drifting off in Levi’s arms, warm and pleased beyond measure, as night birds sang in the garden outside the window.

PARTTHREE

Temperance

ChapterEleven

Iason rolled out of bed late after waking to Levi planting slow, lazy kisses up his neck. It was surprisingly pleasant, and Iason relaxed in the pure indulgence of it until he heard thumping downstairs and gently pried himself away.

Sophie seemed cheerful enough as Iason and Levi came down for breakfast, blowing soap bubbles at a delighted Argo, and Levi took over the cooking, throwing food he seemed to personally like in at random until it all browned. It was an odd meal, but Iason found himself more amused than wry as the ingredients piled higher.

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