The White Dragon Revealed (Dragon's Reign #5)

1. Purr

PURR

V alerius picked Caden up into his arms. The young man let out a delighted “whoop”. Caden wrapped his arms around Valerius’ neck.

“Where are we going?” Caden asked.

Had the young man not understood that Valerius intended to make love to him here? In his tower? In his bed? He tipped his chin up to indicate where they were headed.

“I like cool sheets against my bare skin. Don’t you?” Valerius challenged.

Color flooded Caden’s cheeks. “Oh, most definitely.”

The earlier “whoop” was repeated several times as he raced them from platform to platform that curled along the outside wall of the tower. They passed by a platform solely for his clothes. Caden reached over as they went by to finger the leather and silk he had teased Valerius about earlier, even as he himself wore it with such evident pleasure.

“Look at all those boots!” Caden chuckled. “I love the fur trim, though those look almost like something Illarion would wear.”

“The gods forbid!” Valerius laughed.

He thought of his fellow Dragon Shifters and Illarion’s comments about him seducing Iolaire right from under their noses. Illarion was right, of course even though he had not made his intentions towards Caden clear, at least not in words.

It is because my seduction of Caden is not the reason he is uninterested in them. He has all his friends and family here.

But was that true?

They reached the topmost eyrie where he had one of his beds. There were two. One on the ground floor of the tower where Chione had discovered him, which was heavily curtained and tucked away from the world. That was the one where he could avoid sunlight and could cocoon away from the world. But this one, the one he took Caden to, was fully open to the air.

It was a custom-made mattress, twice the size of a standard king, with a simple platform frame of maple. The bedding was whites and soft grays like the first touch of twilight. It reminded him of sleeping in the sky on a mountain. He set Caden down on the cool bedding. Immediately, the young man stretched out, his arms nowhere near able to touch the edges. Caden closed his eyes and let out a contented sigh.

“Oh, man, this is niiiiiccccceeeee,” Caden dragged out the last word. “I don’t think I ever want to leave.”

I may not let you. You look so right here in my bed, Caden.

He winced a little. He really did sound like one of those actors in the Werewolf mate romances. He smirked then as he realized how very jealous the Werewolves would be to know he had a mate.

The very thought came unbidden and naturally. But it had him freezing. He immediately looked at Raziel, to see what his Spirit would say in response to that. But Raziel said nothing. Because Raziel was asleep. But just like him, Raziel was not sleeping alone.

In all his years, he had never seen anything quite like this. There was still a separation, a hazy line, but he could see both Raziel and Iolaire. They were curled up asleep, but their foreheads were practically touching. Iolaire’s much smaller head was pillowed on one claw while Raziel’s claws were outstretched towards the White Dragon Spirit as if wanting to hold onto Iolaire. He thought about telling Caden about it, but he decided not to. How would Caden react to their Spirits loving each other like this. And that’s what it was. His grouchy, fiery Raziel had never looked so at peace or content before. But now…

“Valerius?” Caden had cracked open his eyelids in the midst of him frisking against the cool sheets.

He snapped out of his shock. “Y-yes, my Caden.”

“ My Caden?” Caden twinkled at him.

Valerius decided that action rather than words would serve him better. He was a man of few words after all. But his actions were legendary. So he launched himself on top of Caden. Caden’s reaction was perfect. His mouth opened in an “O” of shock and he closed his eyes tightly as Valerius pounced on him. He landed though on his hands and knees so he didn’t actually land on the young man. He lowered his face so that he was half an inch from Caden’s. The young man opened his eyes again to peer up at him.

“Meep?” Caden asked.

Valerius grinned and kissed Caden’s nose this time. “Meep indeed.”

Caden broke into laughter and wrapped his arms around his neck once more. Time seemed to stretch and elongate until it was like a ribbon of silk rolling into an unfathomable distance. This was what eternity was like and he felt it with Caden. To go along this path together and not alone…

Wasn’t that what Caden had offered him earlier? The young man showed a deeper understanding of his feelings at twenty-five than he had known countless times that number. Even until Caden said it, he had not truly quantified and explored what he felt, especially since taking over rulership of this world. But Caden had put it neatly and easily into words. He smiled down at the young man. It wasn’t a bright and happy smile, but more a tender one. Caden’s eyes widened in wonder.

Yet Valerius knew something was troubling Caden that was, not necessarily greater than Serai’s death, but was striking at the core of the young man. Caden had no poker face. Even when he smiled and laughed, if something was bothering him, it showed in his eyes. And it was there now, along with a great deal of desire and impishness.

“Are you happy?” Valerius found himself asking.

Caden’s eyes went wide again and he answered rather breathlessly, “Y-yeah. Of course!”

“Even with all the burdens put upon you?” Valerius searched his face.

Caden tightened his arms around Valerius’ neck. “Yeah, because I have… I have you.”

Valerius’ throat tightened to the point where words were simply not possible. He leaned down and kissed Caden fiercely until they both needed to breathe.

“You know, I’m really excited for us to make love, because the way you kiss just blows me away,” Caden murmured.

Valerius chuckled, his voice restored. “What about my actions by the pond? Are those not as memorable?”

Caden’s pupils grew larger and his lips parted as his breathing increased. “Uhm, that was completely unforgettable. But I think your kisses tell me more.”

Valerius carded his hands through Caden’s short hair, playing with the silky strands. Caden pushed up against his touch. “Do they?”

“You kiss me like you mean it,” Caden explained.

Valerius saw Raziel’s head moving closer to Iolaire’s. That hazy line grew a little hazier.

“I do mean it.”

But what did he mean? Were they talking about the same thing? When he wasn’t letting himself think, he seemed to know exactly where he wanted to go. There was no doubt. But then he would remind himself of Caden’s youth and inexperience, about how it was a huge commitment for both of them, for what it would mean in terms of what happened next. He could not do casual with Caden, which was an answer in and of itself, because he had always been casual with everyone else.

Caden stroked his cheek. “I’m losing you again.”

“Never.” His treacherous mouth had no sense. He should be reeling this back. Making it light and airy, as if they were just going to enjoy each other’s bodies and nothing more!

Caden’s hands moved from his neck and cheek to his shirt. The young man stuck his tongue out of the side of his mouth as he concentrated on undoing the buttons. It was adorable. Valerius could not help running his thumb along Caden’s bottom lip. Caden grinned, but didn’t stop unbuttoning his shirt.

Valerius studied that beautiful face. Caden was beautiful, but it was his sense of humor, kindness, enthusiasm for life over all that made him so attractive. Valerius traced those lovely features with his fingertips. He felt a whoosh of cool air as Caden pulled the tails of his shirt out and then urged him to lift one hand and then the other so the shirt could be shucked off and tossed to the side. Caden’s hands fell to the fastenings of his leather pants.

“Shouldn’t you take your shirt off?” Valerius lifted his right eyebrow.

“I have no pants.”

Caden cheekily lifted the silk shirt up to his stomach, showing his lovely cock and balls and flat stomach. Valerius’ stomach rumbled with hunger again. He remembered Caden’s taste and he wanted that earthy cum on his tongue once more.

“If you were a Werewolf, I would think you wanted to eat me up just like Little Red Riding Hood.” Caden waggled his eyebrows.

Valerius’ voice dropped low and smoky, “Wolves have nothing on Dragons.”

Caden drew in a deep breath and his cock stirred. “Oh, really?”

“I shall have to show you. To demonstrate.”

Valerius then ripped open the shirt of his that Caden wore. Caden let out a startled laugh.

“I was sort of hoping to save this shirt,” Caden teased him even as he stretched deliciously beneath Valerius.

“I have plenty of others just like that one.”

But Valerius would keep this ruined shirt. He’d put it in a chest and take it out to remember this night and Caden. He really was just like those lovesick wolves !

As he gazed down hungrily at Caden’s golden skin—with a swath of white across his groin—he felt his own cock swelling in the prison of his pants. But he didn’t want to undo them just yet. He wanted to extend this almost painful anticipation. Caden reached out and put a hand on the bulge of his cock. He let out a grunt in appreciation as Caden cupped him.

“God, I forgot how huge you are.” With a swallow, Caden looked around for something. A frown on his pretty lips was followed with, “You have lube right? I’m never going to get this monster inside of me without it.”

Valerius snapped out of his almost daze of lust. He shook himself. “I do… but not here. I’ve never had sex with anyone here.”

Caden blinked at him. “You haven’t?”

“No. This is my private space.”

“But you’re letting me be here. Making love here. Sleeping here?” Caden made the last sound almost like a question. As if he would kick Caden out after being done with him!

He cupped the young man’s face. “Yes, sleep here, love here, be here.” He kissed Caden’s nose to lessen the impact of those words. He didn’t want Caden running. Then he was getting up from the bed.

“What—where are you going?” Caden squawked, his hands questing for Valerius, but just missing him.

“To get lubricant. My monster wants to find its home in your body,” Valerius said, knowing it was cheesy, but saying it anyway.

He had just spun on his heel to run down to the platform where his bath was when Caden called out his name, “Valerius!”

Valerius spun around. Caden was up on his knees. The ripped shirt fluttered open, showing all of his loveliness. Valerius’ breath caught and his cock throbbed. If he wasn’t careful, he could cum just at the thought of Caden.

How long has it been since I’ve felt this? Never. I’ve never felt this.

“Valerius,” Caden repeated and he nervously licked his lips, and Valerius thought he wouldn’t say what he intended, but would make a light-hearted comment instead. Yet Caden pressed on, “It’s not for me either. ”

Frowning, as he was unclear on Caden’s meaning, Valerius asked, “Not what?”

“Casual,” Caden said after a moment’s hesitation. “It’s not casual for me. This.” He gestured between them. “It’s like those movies for me.”

Valerius took two long strides back to the bed. He caught Caden’s chin and kissed him hard and fiercely to try and imprint what he felt in that touch of lips.When he pulled back, Valerius’ throat was tight as he took in Caden’s beautiful hazy look of happiness, but he managed to get out, “They should be writing movies about us. They will be.”

Caden let out a breathy laugh. “Yeah, because Dragons are so much better.”

“Because what we have is real.”

Then without waiting to see what Caden’s reaction was, he went to get the lube.

Caden watched as Valerius jogged down the steps to where a shower and bath just stood out in the open. Not that he was looking at the shiny chrome or sleek fixtures—though he definitely wanted to bathe there—but instead he was gazing at Valerius.

Real? This is real. And not casual!

The thought that maybe Valerius was only with him because he was the ninth Dragon Shifter tried to intrude on his good thoughts. Valerius liked him. Maybe more than liked him. Letting him take all these liberties, opening his private lair, protecting Caden… these were all things that showed so much more of what Valerius felt more than words ever would. He’d dated guys who could talk up a storm with wild proclamations of love, but Valerius could hardly open his mouth without tripping on his tongue when he spoke of emotional things.

Valerius had opened a cabinet, and in his haste and eagerness to get back to Caden, he was simply tossing things over his shoulder. Some of them landed on the broad stone landing, but many more tumbled into space and landed on the ground floor of the tower far below. Caden’s cheeks hurt, he was smiling so broadly. He had Valerius eager ! Valerius was so experienced with sex, that Caden had no hope that he wouldn’t find things with him a little pedestrian, but Valerius seemed as excited as he was.

Caden looked down at his cock. It was already flushed pink and leaking. He could feel his heartbeat in it. He could cum any second, especially if he kept looking at Valerius' muscular ass. He bit his lower lip, reached down, and squeezed the base of his cock until the urge to orgasm faded somewhat. Not entirely. Not even close. But he would be able to last at least until Valerius was fully seated inside of him.

He looked up to see Valerius again, assuming he would still be looking for lubricant, or walking up the stairs. But instead Valerius was right there . On the bed. Inches from him. Pants bulging with that barely contained cock. Caden let out a breath.

“How did you get up here so fast?” Caden gasped.

“Enthusiasm.” Valerius cracked a grin, but he looked very determined.

A delightful shiver wound its way down Caden’s spine. “Oh.”

“Prepare yourself for me,” Valerius commanded. His voice was soft, but Caden sprung into action as if he had been shouted at.

Valerius pressed the tube of lubricant into Caden’s hands even as his eyes never left Caden’s face. Caden found himself falling backwards and drawing his feet up towards his ass. He, too, didn’t stop looking at Valerius. They were really doing this! He was actually with Valerius! In his bed! With him there!

And it’s real! He’s real. I’m real. This is real!

He could smell Valerius all around him and that scent made him both feel safe and utterly aroused. He knew Valerius would never hurt him, but there was still that lilt of danger like when one falls asleep with the warm glow of a fire on one’s face, knowing there’s a risk it could set the whole house on fire. Valerius was restrained power and danger with him.

Caden snapped open the bottle of lubricant. It made a shockingly loud snap as he did. He squeezed the bottle and a gush of lubricant filled his left palm. It was cool and he should have heated it between his hands, but he didn’t.

With his eyes locked on Valerius, he slicked his fingers and immediately reached down between his legs. Valerius’ heated gaze stayed on his face for a moment before following his hand. Caden wanted to give him a show, but his fingers felt clumsy as he sought his own opening.

Valerius’ lips parted and with a grunt, suddenly, the Black Dragon King was swatting his hand out of the way and putting his mouth where Caden’s fingers had been questing for. Caden had never been eaten out before. Valerius’ clever tongue lapped over his hole and he let out a whine. The Dragon King put his hands on the underside of Caden’s thighs and rolled him back to have more access. Then it was tongue and teeth and wetness and heat.

Valerius’ tongue pushed inside of him and wriggled around. His teeth rasped almost decadently against the tender skin of his asshole. The heat of his mouth had Caden’s back passage muscles easing, opening, yielding to that attack of desire.

Heat cascaded through Caden as Valerius sucked on his opening and then thrust that agile tongue in and out and in again. Caden smeared lubricant on those perfect wintery sheets as he clawed at them, trying to find an anchor in this storm of pleasure. Every single nerve ending he had seemed to be located inside of his ass. His cock just throbbed—another heart—with every thrust of that tongue inside of him. But it wasn’t just his cock. His whole body was alight. Fireworks were going off in his blood and he was lightheaded.

Then Valerius had his hands and was reapplying lubricant to the fingers on Caden’s right hand. Then he led Caden’s hand to Caden’s own opening. Caden already missed Valerius’ tongue inside of him so he thrust his pointer finger inside of himself, simply not to feel empty. He moaned at the feeling of being pierced.

“Beautiful,” Valerius whispered.

Caden’s eyes snapped to the Black Dragon King. Valerius was staring at his ass and finger as if he were a starving man. Caden would feed him what he wanted. He pushed that finger inside of himself as far as it could go and lifted up his hips. He let breathy moans escape his lips. Valerius’ hands dropped to his crotch and he pressed the palm of his right hand over that leather-clad bulge. His gaze did not leave Caden’s ass.

Caden moved that finger in and out of him. He imagined it was Valerius’ cock as he desperately moved his hips in a circle, trying to get more of Valerius—or rather his finger—inside of himself. But Valerius was much thicker. One finger was not enough. He was going to be pushed to the point of aching. He was going to feel every inch of Valerius’ cock so he had to be prepared. He slipped a second finger inside. He scissored them apart. He heard Valerius’ breath catch which just had him more desperate to show how much he wanted the Black Dragon King inside of him.

A third finger was thrust inside even though he wasn’t quite ready for it. But the slight pain was good as it calmed the roiling volcano inside of him. He was surprised he hadn’t cum already. His cock was a hot bar tapping against his stomach, spattering precum with every tap. But he wanted only for Valerius’ pleasure at that moment.

He reached down with the lubricant and put the nozzle to his spread opening to send a gush of clear gel into his back passage, making himself slicker. And soon his three fingers were moving in and out of his body almost easily. Valerius’ hands were suddenly scrabbling at his pants. His huge cock sprang out the moment the button and fly were undone. Caden’s breath caught at the sheer size of him.

Big all over!

Caden bit his lower lip to stop from laughing. He’d seen Valerius’ cock before, but now with it about to go inside of him, he realized even more just how impressive it truly was. He pulled his fingers out of his ass. There was a wet, smacking sound that was pure sex as he did so. And then he was squeezing more gel into both hands as he reached for Valerius’ cock. He let out a whine as he touched that velvety flesh over the hard shaft. Valerius shuddered as his head fell back, eyes shut. Caden grinned .

But if Caden thought that Valerius would remain the one more undone, he was wrong.

In a swift, fluid movement, Valerius lifted Caden up onto his lap, his hole directly over the tip of that massive cock. Valerius’ eyelids were cracked open and it looked like they were completely black. The pupils were blown wide by desire that there wasn’t even a ring of iris to be seen.

And then that cockhead, as large as a piece of ripe fruit, was pressing against his stretched opening. Caden’s hands, slick with lubricant, gripped Valerius’ powerful shoulders as the Dragon King drew him down millimeter by inexorable millimeter onto that cock. The head was so thick but amazingly pushed inside, stretching his unruly opening that tried to close up, to not give him entrance.

Valerius’ lips were against Caden’s right ear. “I will not be denied.”

Caden shivered and his ass muscles unclenched. He felt Valerius smile as the Black Dragon King dragged those lips down his throat, only to linger at where the shoulder and neck met. He bit the flesh there. His tongue came out immediately after to lick and sooth. But that pain distracted him from the pain of that final breach as Valerius’ cockhead popped through and he opened fully for the Dragon King’s use.

Valerius’ hands on his hips were feather-light. Caden’s thighs quivered; he simply wasn’t able to hold himself up and instead sank down onto that hard rod of flesh that pierced him to his core. His ass cheeks settled against the tops of Valerius' still leather-clad thighs. The sensation of his bare flesh against Valerius' clothes was electric. His cock jerked even more so at that then the sensation of being filled.

We’re connected! God, I can feel every inch of him!

They remained still. The thump of both their heartbeats could be felt where they were physically connected. Valerius’ mouth found his and they were kissing. It was that kind of kissing that made Caden’s toes tingle and his ass clench. Valerius grunted when his already tight back passage tightened further around his cock.

“Careful, I will cum,” Valerius’ voice was deep and raspy and skated along Caden’s spine .

“That’s sort of the idea,” Caden said, his mouth against Valerius’, breathing in the other man’s breath.

Valerius grinned and then he was rolling them forward. Caden was on his back once more with Valerius on top of him. Caden’s legs wrapped around Valerius’ waist. This position caused Valerius’ cock to sink even deeper inside, which Caden hadn’t thought possible. He gasped and trembled at this feeling of being breached yet more. Valerius swallowed that gasp and took his breath away again.

As Valerius began to roll his hips forward, Caden remained still at first, but then he started what felt like a liquid glide between them. Caden’s heels dug into Valerius’ spine as he sought to keep that massive cock within him even as it started to move in and out. The feeling of friction was electric. Even the thin stream of pain around his opening had Caden’s nerves sparking with pleasure. His cock was slapped between Valerius and his bellies. It was like one of those balls that was held by a string to a paddle. The sting of that was glorious and their bodies moved faster and faster.

Valerius’ fingers dug into his hips as he ground his front against Caden’s ass. Caden let out a cry that he simply couldn’t keep in. He tipped his head back, lifting his throat towards Valerius as if he were one of those wolves submitting. Valerius’ mouth was on his neck. Biting, kissing, licking, claiming .

Caden’s hands raked down Valerius’ chest, leaving red marks in his fingertips’ wakes. They healed immediately and he did it again, wanting to leave some sign on the Black Dragon King’s magnificent body that this had happened.

Valerius pistoned inside of him. Short, quick, powerful thrusts that had Caden’s teeth rattling in his skull. But the pleasure… oh, the pleasure… was something that seemed to take over his entire body. He was just one living nerve ending. His whole body reacted to his oncoming orgasm.

He arched up. The tip of his head was the only thing touching the bed while he clenched his legs around Valerius’ waist and his finger gripped the Dragon King’s biceps. His mouth opened in a scream that Valerius caught with a kiss .

Valerius’ hips slammed his front into Caden’s ass and held it there. Caden felt Valerius’ cock swelling even more inside of him. His own cock did the same. Caden would later swear that they came at the same moment. That their heartbeats synced up and then they both came. He felt the heat of Valerius’ cum fill him even as his own painted their chests in ropy lines of pearlescent semen.

They held that pose for what seemed like forever as the cum spurted from both of their bodies, but as it stopped all the strength seemed to leave Caden’s body. He slumped, but Valerius caught him and pulled him up into his arms. Valerius was holding him. The Black Dragon King was shaking. His lips moved against Caden’s left shoulder. Kissing him and murmuring something in a language that Caden did not know. And as they caught their breath and aftershocks of their orgasms ran through them, Caden heard a familiar yet unfamiliar sound.

“Iolaire is… purring,” Caden said, half laughing and half touched as his Spirit continued to sleep.

Valerius was silent for a moment and then in a tone that was almost reverent but definitely amused, “Raziel is, too."