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Heat. There was such indescribable heat as Killian moved further into his channel. Dravyn’s balls twitched, and he already craved the next time they could come together in this way. Killian moved slowly, and his sure hands caressed Dravyn’s hips as they were joined. It was both tender and overwhelming.
With no experience, Dravyn briefly wondered if Killian was pleased, but he needed not be concerned.
“Dragon Boy, never have I felt such bliss,” Killian growled. “You are exquisite. The way your body is massaging my cock…I did not expect such intensity. You are mine, Dray.Mine.”
Dravyn didn’t know what the hell adragon boywas, but he had no energy or appetite to argue about it. His dragon was infull agreement that he belonged to the druid. Killian slid fully in and remained passive to allow Dravyn to adjust to the invasion. His kindness was expected. Killian was excellent at ensuring Dravyn was always comfortable.
Riding high on a moment of sweetness thanks to Killian’s compassionate nature, Dravyn nearly roared as his thoughtful druid pulled out and thrust forward again. Killian did not dally. Nor did he give Dravyn any chance to suck in a breath. Dravyn was fucked hard, and it was everything he needed.
If he moaned, Dravyn never heard it. His entire focus was on the exquisite pleasure of Killian’s cock sliding in and out of his appreciative hole. Sparks radiated along Dravyn’s spine, but what sent him over the edge was Killian’s rod nailing him perfectly in that greedy clump of nerves inside him. Dravyn’s hips drove backward. A heartbeat later, he froze.
His seed burst from him, and Dravyn’s mouth dropped open as he found his release with an intensity he had not believed possible. Behind him, Killian rambled on incoherently as his hot seed filled Dravyn.
Dravyn’s ears rang, and he panted in a desperate attempt to fill his lungs with air. Then tears filled his eyes as Killian wrapped his arms around his middle. It wasn’t just passion. To Dravyn, nothing could have meant more, and he had to admit he adored everything he’d learned thus far about Killian.
“Did you call medragon boy?” Dravyn asked.
Killian’s chuckle rumbled through him thanks to the way they were pressed together. “I’ve no idea why, but yes. I like it.”
“It is inaccurate. Dragons are drakelings prior to our first shifts. I was a man grown long before I was a dragon.”
“Let me have this, Dragon Boy.”
“Could I not just let you have me instead?” Dravyn dared to ask.
“You are a gift. So is tonight. Thank you.”
“It is I who should thank you,” Killian said, pressing a kiss to Dravyn’s shoulder. “I hate to part us, but I have a strong need to hold you properly. Will you sleep with me this night?”
Dravyn nearly answered that he would every night, but that was impossible. They had yet to figure out how to combine their different lives. But Dravyn yearned for compromise without knowing if such a thing was viable.
“Yes.”
“Good, I would like to keep you in my arms while I find my rest.”
It sounded beautiful, so Dravyn offered no argument. Instead, he memorized the gentle breeze cooling his skin and the soft brush of Killian’s lips on his skin. Fate was a most benevolent goddess.
Chapter 27
Killian smiled at the dragon conquering his heart as they arrived on D’Vaire land, following a quick teleportation spell. They’d spent an unforgettable night in Killian’s bed, and he couldn’t wait for a repeat experience. Never in Killian’s life had he known such passion. It was not desire alone either. With no experience as someone’s devoted partner, Killian had not known how tender he could feel for another person.
But he wondered why he was surprised. Dravyn was a complex mixture of shy gardener and dragon Duke. In the dark green eyes gazing into his own was Dravyn’s every emotion. Killian was both humbled and encouraged by the caring he found there, and he appreciated the wonder too. After so many years apart and their personal struggles, it was shockingly easy to find accord between them.
It made Killian realize that, while he did not approve of every twist Fate had put in his life, he was devoted to the goddess because she’d gifted him Dravyn.
Killian slid an arm around Dravyn’s waist and tugged him close for a kiss.
“I fear I no longer have the ability to control myself around you now that I know how delicious you taste,” Killian said against Dravyn’s lips.
“We have kissed for weeks now.”
“I was speaking of the other parts of your body I sampled last night and again this morning.”
Dravyn’s cheeks filled with color. “Killer, dragons have exceptional hearing, and what happens between us is private. The house is not so far from us.”
“I will behave if you promise to be in my bed again soon.”
“That is not an invitation I would refuse.”
