Page 21 of The Dragon's Stone Hearted Mate
“Teal didn’t put me up to anything,” I said. “And you’re going to have to do a lot better than ‘fuck you’ to get me to go away. Now, do you want to see him, or do you just want me to banish him back to Frost’s Pit?”
“Why would you send him back there?” Morvan asked and Rho let out a long, slow breath.
“Because he hasn’t learned his lesson yet, mate,” Rho spoke slowly, turning to step in front of his mate, blocking me from his view. “Such places are meant to aid in the evolutions of souls. You have to understand why the powers that be wouldn’t want to put him right back into the cycle.”
“Then they shouldn’t have let him escape!” Morvan said, his eyes shifting to that of his dragon.
“Should I give you two a moment?” I asked.
“No,” Rho said, turning to face me. “When does he need to be there? He cannot miss the chance to say goodbye. I know my dragon. He will regret it for the rest of his life. I am unable to leave the land of my birth, but he will go if I have to convince the sad lion to drag him there.”
“I’m not—” Morvan started but Rho turned around to kiss him.
“We’re going this weekend. I can’t leave him locked in the freezer much longer. It’s starting to feel unethical. I was sort of hoping---” I stopped speaking because the pair of mates were still playing tongue-hockey, but Rho quit caressing Morvan’s chest long enough to motion for me to continue speaking. “I was sort of hoping that speaking with Morvan might convince him togo back to where he needs to be. It would be better for everyone if he went peacefully. Banishment is painful for the spirits it’s aimed at.”
“He will be there,” Rho said, pulling away from the kiss long enough to speak and then kissing Morvan again before he had the chance to counter.
One day I wanted to want someone enough that kissing them would be more important than getting my point across -right or wrong. I wanted someone to want to kiss me like that.
“Pheromone Swap tonight?”my wolf chimed into my thoughts asking about the romping app.
I had nothing against it but there wasn’t a single person in the Nightshade Bear Territory I wanted to hook up with. More knitting with Preston was on the schedule tonight but there were worse fates. I could be dead and locked in a freezer all because even dying didn’t stop me from being a dickhead.
Chapter Eleven
Rho
It was difficult to kiss Morvan and not lose track of what I was doing. His dragon was damn near enraged at the thought of his brother locked away but at the same time wasn’t sure if he wanted to see him again. Confusion burnt like a fire through his mind and I had to find a way to ground him. He might’ve lived a few life cycles without me, but I knew him well enough to know he needed to say his peace. Not to me or Mori but to Torvan himself and maybe the would-be fratricider.
“You can’t kiss me forever,” Morvan said, his words all smushed up against my lips. “I mean, we can try. I don’t mind but sooner or later….”
“Sooner or later, you have to admit, I’m right.”
“You don’t know that. We just met,” Morvan countered.
“But I’m already under your skin,” I whispered back to him and kissed him again.
I might’ve sunk to my knees and kissed him a lot lower if we weren’t standing outside of Sherry’s cabin. I didn’t think her walking out on me sucking on my dragon would ease her injured perception of reality. So, instead, I led Morvan away from the main camp and down toward the showers. All the cabins now had bathrooms inside complete with showers but that hadn’t always been the case. When the camp first opened and lacked funding, all the campers had to use these gym-style shower stalls. When I first heard the campers call them that I was unsure of what they meant but now after crawling inside my dragon’s head I understood exactly what they meant. I wasn’t sure if the showers still worked but we didn’t need the water. We needed the privacy.
It wasn’t a long walk to the showers but every few steps Morvan would stop to kiss me again and I lacked the self-control to stop him. Why would I ever not want his glorious, teasing tongue inside my mouth? Eventually, I took his hand and ran, tugging him along behind me laughing. We’d never have made it there otherwise.
The whole set of showers smelled wet and were surprisingly clean for a place that didn’t see much action these days but lucky for us they were on the same spot as they were on the old camp map we passed by back at the main part of the camp.
Morvan pushed me up against the outside wall and captured my mouth in another long, slow kiss. I gave in to his warm, demanding mouth as his tongue slipped against mine again. It would be so easy to forget about his brother and the visiting wolf. It would be too easy to say forget it all but eventually the newness of our reunion would wear off and I didn’t want my dragon to regret not at least trying to tell his brother goodbye.
“This is how we’re going to do this,” I said, pushing on his chest until he stopped kissing me and immediately missing his lips moving over mine.
“Am I doing this wrong?” he arched a brow.
“No, no,” I shook my head. “This – us – this kissing – this is perfect,” I reassured him. “I meant this is the plan.”
“I’m not going anywhere. We don’t need a plan,” Morvan growled and kissed me again.
For a moment, I gave in to him as his hand slid over my hip and down to wrap his long fingers around my hard cock. My mind reeled with what we could do if I dropped the whole argument. Only, I couldn’t let him down like that. Grief wasn’t just a knife in the back. It was also a blindfold and once you missed your chance, it was gone forever.
“Mate,” I said softly. “I love this. I love you but that’s why we need a plan. You and I have forever but your brother doesn’t.One way or another he will have to return to where spirits belong. Once he does it might be too late for you to say goodbye. So, we’ll have our time. We’ll exchange our claiming vows and complete our reunion. Then you will go back to wherever they have him locked up at. I need you to stay for as long as you need to. I must wait here but I’ll borrow someone’s phone or something and we’ll have heart talk or whatever you call it--- Oh! Mating link! We’ll have our mating link wide open. I wish I could go with you but I am of this soil and the rock and thus must remain here.”
“I don’t want to leave you. I want a fresh start---”
