Page 43 of The Ruby Dragon's Unconventional Mate
Mmm. We’ll fly in the air soon. But right now, we do it like this.Bryant’s mouth was busy kissing him, those hands sliding all over his skin, two fingers sliding down his ass crack to test his hole.
His cheeks heated, and he glanced up into Bryant’s dark eyes.I never have. Never.
Love? Bryantpulled back to look at him. “You never have…”
“No. No. I couldn’t—I’m supposed to be an alpha.”
“Love, you’re supposed to be what you are. You’re amazing.” One finger slid into him.
He gasped, and his lips parted, his eyes rolling back in his head. Oh, that felt so big, so deep, and he never wanted it to end. The stretch burned, making him pant, and he wasn’t sure if he was trying to get closer and more, or to run away.
“You want more. I can totally tell, love. I can feel it. I want to give you everything too. I really do.”
He didn’t know what else to do, so he opened his heart and body. “Please. I need your touch, your knot.”
“Anything, love.” Bryant was patient but not teasing. Not anymore. His lover opened him up, letting him feel how good it could be, then giving him even more. And when he was ready to scream from frustration, Bryant slid those fingers free and settled between his legs, that heated cock prodding him.
“You smell so good, sweet. You’re making me ache. Can you see how hard you make me?”
His eyes crossed as he looked.
“I can, love.” Bryant stroked him, pumping nice and slow as he slid inside Lars. “I can feel it too.”
“Feel it…” Bryant felt amazing, and he wanted more, so Lars lifted his feet to rub them along the backs of Bryant’s legs. The angle deepened Bryant’s thrusts, and he cried out, needing more.
“Yes. Yes, love. That’s it. Deeper and harder.” Bryant’s kisses were becoming desperate.
They didn’t have hours—Lachlan was with the kids; they had just escaped, and they had to?—
He gasped as the heavy knot spread him, pushed deep inside him.
“Do you feel that, love? Can you feel my knot?”
“I can.” He wiggled, wanting more of it, in fact. “It’s growing.”
“I’ve never knotted anyone before. I’ve had lovers. But never a mate.” Bryant stared into him, trying to get him to understand something, and he got it. He believed it.
As much as he could believe it. Lars still had some alpha/omega issues.
It didn’t matter though. He was a guardian.
Every inch of him was a guardian and Bryan’s.
“Mine,” Bryant agreed. “So mine.” Those lean hips flexed, moving faster, and Bryant pressed into him, that knot swelling and swelling. Soon they could barely move, they were so stuck together, and Bryant was breathing hard, sweat beaded up on his skin. “Come on, love. Come on.”
“Uh-huh.” He panted, scoring at Bryant’s back, needing to have Bryant with him when he came.
“So close, love. So very close.” Bryant’s eyes were starting to glow, and he would swear he saw the shadow of wings on the wall.
“Love.” He bit out the single word, his nails digging into Bryant’s shoulders. “Right there.”
“Fuck!” Bryant bit out the word, and it surprised a laugh out of him, which jiggled all sorts of things, and that was it. He clamped down on that knot and came hard, his whole body seeming to short out a little.
Bryant followed him, filling him so deeply with wet heat that there was no escape. They were there, together, and the whole world was on fire thanks to their heat.
They collapsed down together, and Bryant kissed his neck, a little sloppy and uncoordinated.
“Damn, love. That was so right. Perfect. Thank you.”
