Page 59 of Lord of the Lone Wolf
“If this is our last night together, we want to make it memorable.” His beast rocked into Auslin’s grip, using his mate’s hand to pleasure himself. “We wish to make you feel us for days after we are gone.”
Fear flashed in Auslin’s eyes, cutting through the haze of desire. “Please don’t talk as if you might not come home.”
Auslin’s distress tempered his dragon’s hunger with concern. Kitsuki lifted Auslin into his arms and carried him to their bed, laying him down. The sheets rustled beneath them as Kitsuki positioned himself above his mate, his larger frame caging Auslin.
“Let us show you enough love to last a lifetime,” Kitsuki murmured, nuzzling Auslin’s throat where Maseo’s scent lingered strongest. The pendant dangled between them, brushing against Auslin’s skin in a gentle caress. His mate’s heat combined with the half-wolf’s aroma created an intoxicating blend that made his dragon purr with pleasure. The trinity bond sang between them, incomplete but undeniable.
“You can’t talk like that,” Auslin whispered, tears gathering in his eyes even as his legs fell open in instinctive invitation.
“Do you doubt our abilities?” Kitsuki lowered his head to claim Auslin’s mouth in a possessive kiss, his tongue delving deep to taste every corner.
“It’s not about that,” Auslin denied. His hands clutched at Kitsuki’s shoulders, nails digging into the muscle there. “I can’t bear to lose you.”
He trailed kisses down Auslin’s neck, pausing to suck a mark into the skin where Maseo’s scent was strongest, as if claiming both with the same gesture. “Kizoshi has assured our victory. Our sister would not lie about such matters.”
The mention of Kizoshi’s Divine assurance seemed to ease some of Auslin’s tension. Kitsuki felt the shift beneath his hands as Auslin’s body yielded to his touch, eager despite his earlier protests. His dragon took it as permission to explore further, trailing his mouth down Auslin’s chest and lavishing attention on each nipple until they hardened into sensitive peaks.
With each movement, the pendant followed, casting indigo shadows across Auslin’s skin. Kitsuki noticed how Auslin’s breath caught whenever the metal touched him.
Kitsuki’s claws retracted as he moved lower, spreading Auslin’s thighs with gentle but firm hands. He looked up the length of Auslin’s body, maintaining eye contact as he took his mate’s arousal into his mouth. The taste of precum burst across his tongue, sweet and familiar.
His dragon hummed in satisfaction, the vibration drawing another moan from his mate. He worked his tongue along the underside of Auslin’s length, savoring the taste and feel of him hardening further. His hands gripped Auslin’s hips, holding him in place as he took him deeper still, swallowing around him in a way that made Auslin cry out.
When Auslin relaxed into his efforts, surrendering to the pleasure, Kitsuki summoned his magic. A slick substance coated his fingers as he reached between Auslin’s legs, circling his entrance with teasing pressure. The first finger slipped inside without resistance, and Auslin’s body welcomed him.
“More,” Auslin demanded, his hips lifting in invitation, seeking deeper penetration. “I need more.”
His dragon complied, adding a second finger while continuing to work Auslin with his mouth. He curled his fingers, searching for the spot that would make Auslin forget all worries about the war. When he found it, Auslin’s hands flew to his hair. “Oh, Kitsuki!”
The sound of his name spoken with such need spurred Kitsuki to greater efforts. He added a third finger, stretching and preparing Auslin while his tongue teased the sensitive head of his cock. He could feel Auslin’s pleasure building, his body tightening around Kitsuki’s fingers as his release approached.
“I’m close,” Auslin warned. His thighs trembled on either side of Kitsuki’s head, his muscles taut before his release flooded Kitsuki’s mouth as he cried out his mate’s name.
Before he could recover, Kitsuki positioned himself between Auslin’s spread thighs. “Remember who you belong to,” his dragon growled before pushing forward to bury himself to the hilt in Auslin’s welcoming heat.
The tight channel surrounding him drew a rumbling growl from deep in his chest as their mating bond responded to their physical union. Pleasure coursed through him, amplified by the lingering taste of Maseo on his tongue. His dragon set a relentless pace, driven by the need to claim and mark what was his. Each thrust was a statement of possession, a promise of return.
Auslin’s aura reached for Kitsuki, seeking a deeper connection through their bond. He opened himself to it, allowing their energies to intertwine in that sacred space where their souls touched. The sensation overwhelmed him, his pleasure doubling as he felt both his own desire and Auslin’s response.
To Kitsuki’s delight, he felt Auslin hardening again between them, his heat and their mating bond making such a quick recovery possible. It was a gift Kitsuki intended to take full advantage of.
Auslin’s nails dug deeper into his shoulders. “I can’t,” he protested, but his hips rocked harder. “Not again so soon.”
“You can,” Kitsuki’s dragon insisted. “You will.” One hand slipped between their bodies, wrapping around Auslin’s renewed arousal. The dual stimulation made Auslin writhebeneath him, all thoughts of tomorrow forgotten in the haze of present pleasure.
“Ours,” his dragon growled. The word encompassed more than Auslin now, although Kitsuki wasn’t ready to act on the urges yet. “All ours.”
“Yours,” Auslin gasped. “Always yours.”
Each inhale brought more of Maseo’s wild, earthy aroma to his sensitive nose, mingling with Auslin’s heat-sweet musk in a combination that made his blood sing with desire. The idea of Maseo watching them, perhaps even joining them, sent an unexpected thrill through him, intensifying his movements as he rolled his hips in deep, deliberate thrusts that made the wish pendant sway against him.
“What did you think of when Maseo was so close to you?” Kitsuki’s dragon asked, nuzzling against Auslin’s neck. The pendant slid to rest in the hollow of Auslin’s throat, gleaming silver against his flushed skin. “When his lips touched your skin?”
“I didn’t think anything,” Auslin denied, his voice cracking on the obvious lie. His body betrayed him further, his inner walls fluttering with arousal. “We were saying goodbye.”
“Your scent tells us differently,” Kitsuki’s dragon murmured, his tone warm and intimate as he traced the curve of Auslin’s jaw with his lips. “It changes when we speak of him. It grows sweeter.”
Auslin’s flush deepened, spreading from his cheeks down his neck to bloom across his chest in rosy patches. A fine sheen of sweat covered his skin, catching the moonlight filtering through the windows. His erection twitched in Kitsuki’s hand, the headglistening with beads of fresh precum that spilled over at the mention of Maseo.
