Page 37 of Mage of the Dragon Prince
While Auslin’s morals were righteous, his body was an entirely different matter. The memories of Kitaro’s embrace and caresses sent waves of desire crashing into Auslin. Remembering the sensuous timber of Kitaro’s deep voice so close to his ear made Auslin shudder. He ached with a need that only grew stronger as he replayed the moment in his mind.
When his body stirred with arousal, he tried to stop things from going any further. However, between the intense lust and the fact that he hadn’t gotten off since the night he arrived in the past, it was a losing battle. Auslin didn’t want to be reduced to his basest instincts, but the moment kept replaying on an endless loop in his mind. He became erect despite his mental objection.
Auslin couldn’t bring himself to jerk off to a fantasy of what happened. If Kitaro walked into the bathroom, he would surely smell the human’s arousal.
His traitorous body whispered if he didn’t do it now while he was alone, he would suffer from that burning desire crawling under his skin. It would inevitably lead to inescapable, mortifying questions from Kitaro.
The thought that Kitaro might do something else to build on his already problematic desire was horrifying,mostly because Auslin didn’t trust himself not to get fully aroused in front of the shifter prince at this point.
Auslin retraced the path of Kitaro’s claws with his fingers. It didn’t have the same feeling, but it intensified his arousal. Combined with the memory of Kitaro’s voice teasingly caressing his ear, a soft moan escaped from Auslin.
He recognized he was past the point of no return. Since he wasn’t sure how long Kitaro would allow him to have the privacy of the bathroom, Auslin took himself in his hand.
Leaning his head back on the edge of the bath, Auslin bit his lower lip to hold back another sound that tried to escape from him as he pleasured himself. After so long without being touched, it felt even better than normal. He shivered while thinking about Kitaro’s claws on his skin.
Auslin muffled a sigh as he shifted in the water. Despite his efforts to keep his mind blank, an errant thought of Kitaro licking the curve of the shell of his ear made him arch up as his hand moved faster in response.
The closer Auslin got to his release, the harder it was to stop his traitorous mind from imagining the training session going further than it had in real life. While his morals strongly objected, he couldn’t prevent himself from picturing a devastatingly perfectkiss between him and Kitaro. It brought him to the very brink of his climax.
When he imagined Kitaro’s claws running down his back to grab his ass while growling Auslin’s name, he came hard with a gasp.
He had a few blissful moments of peace as he basked in the afterglow, but all too soon, the guilt over fantasizing about Kitaro infringed on his sexual satisfaction. It was wrong to get off on such a fantasy, yet it was so devastatingly perfect. His release had felt far better than the perfunctory climaxes he had to struggle for under Kio’s inattentive efforts.
How could he look Kitaro in the eye after doing such a thing? Worse, now that he had pleasured himself to thoughts of the shifter once, it would be impossible to talk himself out of it the next time he experienced the urge.
Why did it have to feel so damngood?Auslin angrily wondered to himself with a scowl. Why did he harbor the tiniest hint of bitterness that such a fantasy could never come to pass? It was madness to want such a thing, but that didn’t stop the traitorous part of Auslin’s desires from wanting it.
Chapter 16
Kitaro
Vanra was deep in sleep on top of the sheets when Kitaro returned to their room. The human must have been more tired from training than he let on to earlier.
As Kitaro came closer, he caught a whiff of the faint trace of sexual satisfaction that clung to Vanra in the aftermath of his release. He had understood the mage had been caught up in the teasing during training, but he hadn’t realized it had brought him to the point of needing gratification. The reaction intrigued the shifter.
It piqued his curiosity enough to investigate the bathroom, where he could tell the actual event had taken place. His reward was a more concentrated aroma of Vanra’s residual arousal. His blue eyes flashed silver as his dragon stirred with interest at the tantalizing smell surrounding them.
Kitaro had never really thought about what a human’s release would smell like, but he never would have imagined it would be so delightfully delicious. As he breathed in the intoxicating aroma, Kitaro’s own arousal stirred in response.
As a result of steadfastly opposing romantic entanglements, Kitaro was well acquainted with self-pleasure. He had no qualms about stripping down and getting into the hot bath to enjoy himself.
Kitaro was heady with the bliss he derived from Vanra’s lingering sexual pheromones. He stroked himself while enjoying the mental image of Vanra doing the same. There was something wonderfully scandalous about imagining the mage indulging himself.
Kitaro could tell Vanra was attracted to him, but how much of that was biological versus actual interest was still up for debate. There also was the pesky issue of Vanra’s traveling companion he was sexually involved with. But the fact that it no longer seemed to be a romantic relationship gave Kitaro a sense of hope he wasn’t sure he should feel.
Rather than dwelling on Vanra’s complicated relationship with someone so undeserving of him, Kitaro entertained himself with memories of what had happened between them during training. He imagined himself caressing the human more boldly than he had dared to in reality. The Vanra in Kitaro’s fantasy was less reserved about accepting such actions. As theykissed in his mind, the shifter moaned softly as he arched under his own ministrations.
He imagined sending them tumbling to the ground, allowing him to pin Vanra’s smaller frame beneath him. They heatedly kissed while rutting against each other. When Vanra moaned Kitaro’s name in the fantasy, the shifter came in his hand. The smell of his release mixing with Vanra’s once again made Kitaro’s dragon stir with interest. His eyes rimmed with silver as he indulged in his more primitive self. Kitaro’s dragon ached with a need for Vanra, but those were foolish thoughts. Vanra would never be his to enjoy in this era when he was trying to get back to his own. While such logic did not sway his dragon, Kitaro knew better.
He lingered for a little while longer, selfishly enjoying the scent of their combined arousals. Soon, he would awaken Vanra so that they could eat dinner. But for now, he was content to enjoy his private pleasure that satisfied both him and his dragon a great deal.
Chapter 17
Auslin
After the previous day’s confusing aftermath of practice, it was a relief that Kitaro didn’t seem to notice Auslin’s indiscretion in the bathroom. If he had, the shifter prince at least had the decency to give Auslin the illusion of not being concerned about such things.
As they drew closer to the training room, Auslin sensed an immense presence waiting for them. He shrank back in fear. “Who’s waiting for us in there?”
