Page 120 of No Ordinary Drakeling
“For you.”
“Hmm, why don’t you slip out of those clothes and join me under the covers? We can see what we can do about satisfying you.”
Without another word, Ellery took a step back and pulled his tunic off, letting it cascade onto the floor. Chrysander reached up and grabbed a handful of his T-shirt to tug it off. He didn’t care where it landed; his gaze was fixated on the black linen sliding down to reveal Ellery’s hardening cock.
Unsnapping his jeans, Chrysander made short work of getting them and his underwear off as Ellery gracefully strolled over to the bed and tugged the blankets to the base of it. Then he climbed up into the middle, giving Chrysander a perfect view of his ass. Wasting no more time watching when he could be touching, Chrysander joined him.
Tugging Ellery into his arms, their lips had barely touched when their tongues met. The taste of Ellery was an addiction he would never apologize for, and he reveled in it. Days would pass before they would share another night together, and so much about them would be changed.
Setting aside those disturbing thoughts, he pulled his mouth free to kiss his jaw and down his neck. Ellery got comfortable against the mattress as Chrysander moved to his chest. His plan was to please Ellery in every way he could. Ellery arched his back as he spread his legs, granting Chrysander access to his muscled belly. His licked a line to the dark nest of curls that surrounded his dick.
The scent of his mate was so much stronger there and he liked the clean, earthy fragrance that was unique to Ellery. He shimmied so he was poised perfectly between Ellery’s bent knees. Since the hybrid couldn’t keep his hands to himself, the lube wasn’t hard to find, and he made sure it was close by. Chrysander had every intention of putting it to good use.
Grasping Ellery’s long cock, he angled it toward his face and wrapped his lips around it. That forced a loud moan out of Ellery, and he maneuvered so that his hands were free. He dumped some slick onto his fingers as he swallowed around Ellery. His hips rocked but Ellery wasn’t thrusting enough to do much more than force himself deeper.
Since they’d made love this morning, Chrysander went ahead and worked two digits into his pucker. Ellery murmured his name huskily, and Chrysander wasted no time finding his prostate, knowing it would only increase his pleasure as he sucked his cock with all the skill he’d obtained centuries ago. He took his sweet time stretching Ellery out and made sure he wasn’t getting close to the edge at the same time.
When he was content that he couldn’t hurt him, he added a third finger and just to torture him, pulled his mouth free. He kept up a steady stream of unsatisfying kisses wherever he could reach.
“Mean,” Ellery complained.
“Are you ready for me?”
“Oh, yes.”
Trusting him, Chrysander pulled his hand away. “Why don’t you roll over? I’d like to fuck you nice and deep.”
Those were apparently magic words, because Ellery scrambled up and seconds later, his ass was in the air. His head was smashed into a pillow and he already had the sheet in his fists.
“Have I told you how sexy you are?”
“You might have mentioned it a time or two this week.”
Chrysander lubed up his cock and lined it up with Ellery’s waiting hole. He was so hard, he didn’t even need to keep hold of it. It was something only Ellery had ever done to him—make him ready to explode with barely more than a look. Grasping the sides of his two pert elf cheeks, Chrysander steadily pushed inside.
Ellery’s spine flexed beneath him, and the light in the room reflected off his glistening skin. Chrysander’s dick was slowly being engulfed by Ellery’s snug, wet channel, and it was intoxicating just like each time they came together. Once he was in fully, he gave Ellery the opportunity to adjust, then plunged in and out.
The large room was soon filled with the sounds of wet skin slapping against each other and their choppy breaths as they fought to hold off the end for as long as possible. To Chrysander, that only increased the heat in his gut as he fucked Ellery. When Ellery reached under and started jerking himself, Chrysander picked up the pace.
He was lost to anything but the driving need in his veins and the stunning man who would be his for eternity, no matter the road that got them there. Closing his eyes, Chrysander let his head fall forward as his balls ached to empty. After digging his fingers into Ellery, his mate’s movements below him grew more erratic.
It could have been seconds or hours later that he shouted Chrysander’s name, and Ellery’s hole clamped down on his cock like a vise. He was so tight, he could no longer thrust—not that it mattered. His orgasm ripped out an answering one from Chrysander, and he shot his seed into Ellery.
Once he had his wits about him again, Chrysander released his grip and lowered down to drop a kiss onto his damp shoulder. “I think we’re improving,” Chrysander whispered.
“Improvement is impossible.”
“I don’t suppose I could ask for a greater compliment than that.”
Although it was the last thing he wanted to do, Chrysander slid free of Ellery and had to get off the bed to grab a cloth to clean up their mess. When he returned with it, Ellery had yet to move.
“You going to be okay?”
“Hmm. Not sure. I may be locked in this position forever.”
“It’s going to be weird at Council sessions, but I can live with it the rest of the time,” Chrysander replied as he swiped up the remnants of his passion. He helped Ellery onto his side and used the washrag to clean up Ellery’s spunk from the sheet.
“I should have picked invisibility as something I wanted for the spell,” Ellery said. He rolled to his back and, heedless of his nudity, got comfortable on the mattress. It wouldn’t be long until his elven modesty caught up with him and he’d reach for his pajamas, but Chrysander always enjoyed those moments of all that uncovered skin.
