Page 77 of Becoming D'Vaire
“Okay, sure.”
Ever so slowly, Grigori slid the small plug into him. There was no discomfort as it coasted into his stretched hole. Delaney liked the sensation of fullness and could not wait until Grigori made him come.
“Oh, you should see how sexy this is. Now, the sides lay flat against your cheeks, so you should be able to sit comfortably,” Grigori said as he gave his ass a pat, then got to his feet. He placed his hands on Delaney’s sides. “You can stand up now.”
Lifting his palms from the dresser, Delaney managed to scoot his feet together so he could get his balance as he stood. Grigori reached down and tugged his jeans and briefs upward.
“What the actual fuck are you doing?” Delaney blurted out.
“What do you mean? You can’t run around the house with your dick hanging out. Come on, Larissa’s probably wondering where we are.”
“Aren’t we going to come first?”
“Nope,” Grigori replied with a grin. Normally it sat gorgeously on his handsome face, but Delaney wanted to smack it off. His cock was begging to be touched, and he finally had his plug. All he wanted to do was have sex. “Afterward. It’s going to be so good. I have big plans for us both.”
Delaney frowned ferociously. “You are a sadist.” Without much choice, he yanked his pants up and gently tugged them and his underwear over his erection.
“I’m hard too.”
“Good for you. How am I supposed to hide this?” Delaney complained as he gestured to his dick.
“Same as me,” Grigori replied as he yanked his button-down out of his jeans so that it covered his crotch.
“Now I’m going to be hot and uncomfortable,” Delaney griped as he tried to stomp over to his closet. Walking, however, was different with an object buried inside him. It made him want to arch his back and moan.
Grigori picked up on his trouble gleefully. “You really like it, don’t you?”
He found Grigori’s excitement contagious. Delaney turned his head to catch his eye, stopping his progress toward getting a shirt. “It’s so damn good.”
“We’re going to have such an amazing afternoon. I haven’t even used my remote yet.”
Deciding he could not even handle the thought of that, Delaney returned to his task and retrieved the necessary garment from his closet. He buttoned it up and checked to be sure his cock was not in view. “Good thing this shirt’s loose.”
“Ready to go?”
“I’m ready to come,” Delaney grumbled as he clasped Grigori’s outstretched hand. The vampire said nothing in response and led them out of the room. Back down the hallway they went but instead of heading outside, they kept going past the kitchen to where Larissa kept her two-story tailoring workshop.
Delaney was not at all pleased to find that the dragon shifter wasn’t alone. Carter, Idris, and even Duff were sitting around the table in the center of Larissa’s space along with the lady herself.
“Yay, we can get started,” Larissa enthused. “Go on, guys. Have a seat, and we’ll talk about ideas.”
About to drop down into a chair as he normally did, Delaney lowered his body and the plug banged right into his prostate. His eyes fell shut and he barely bit back his moan. Grigori squeezed his hand, which did not help, and he gingerly managed to get himself onto a seat.
“You okay, Del?” Idris asked.
Delaney’s eyes flew open and landed on the wizard. “I’m fine. Totally. I promise.” He didn’t want his friend to worry. His only problem was the vampire who insisted he talk decor with a plastic object concealed in his undershorts.
“Really?” Duff asked derisively. “Because your face is all red.”
“Did you hurt yourself? Should I get one of the D’Vaire stones?” Idris asked. It was at that moment that a light vibration started which made his cock jerk and his brain lose the ability to think coherently. It was such an amazing feeling, he got a bit light-headed.
After several seconds, he opened his eyes—not even aware he’d closed them again in the first place¬—and pushed his lips outward before settling his face back to normal. “I’m good,” he said as his nose scrunched. “Tired maybe or something?”
Something about his condition must have registered with Idris because suddenly, he smiled brightly and chuckled. “Nothing a bed and maybe Grigori can’t fix, right?”
Delaney angled a fierce glance at his mate. “He damn well better.”
“So fabrics and stuff?” Grigori asked Larissa.
