Chapter 26 Engaged
Engaged
LOTHAIR
The matching tattoos were Terry’s idea, and I adored them. I’d been breaking my head trying to come up with jewelry that wouldn’t be an issue when our fingers changed into claws, but aside from superficial piercings in strategic places, I’d come up with nothing.
Luckily, my mate was a genius on top of being gorgeous, so now I had a thin dark band tattooed around my ring finger, and I couldn’t stop admiring it. It still itched, and the tattooist warned me that it would fade a little once it healed, but I could always have it retouched.
Terry had the exact same dark band adorning his left hand. In half-shifted form, it stretched into a gray shadow around his claw.
I leaned back, bracing my arms in the grass so I could admire my beast of a fiancé from a better angle.
Straddling my lap, he spread his wings above us.
His tail lay curled in a half circle, resting over mine.
Our enlarged, hard cocks pressed together between our bellies, but we weren’t in a hurry to do anything about them.
We were all alone in the world, on top of a mountain under the night sky, the city lights too far away to outshine the stars.
The tourist season was over, and half of the national park was closed because of wildfire risk.
We’d spent the past couple of hours flying around and swimming in the tarn below, and now, we just were.
I’d never felt so at peace with myself and everything in my life as I did now, and it was all thanks to Terry.
“Being engaged is great,” I said, palming his ass cheeks. I ran my fingers along the base of his tail, and Terry grinned, licking his lips.
“You’re awfully smug about it.”
“How could I not be? It’s my life’s greatest accomplishment. I want everyone to know. I want to shout it at random people in the street. See this guy here? He wants to marry me!”
Terry’s eyes went from teasing to gentle. “You’ve accomplished many things, Lothair, and will do even more. I’m just along for the ride.”
Running my hands up his back until I reached the roots of his wings, I pulled him closer for a kiss. “You make everything so much better.”
It was the simple truth. Everything was better with Terry—from how I enjoyed sex and how food tasted to how I felt about myself. Of course I was smug as hell about the engagement. I was proud of myself without any doubt or reservations.
Terry grazed my lips with his teeth. “You want a big wedding, huh? So that everyone knows?”
The truth? I didn’t have many friends to invite: Paris and Boone, maybe Zach.
Was it weird to invite your regular escort to your wedding?
We liked Zach, and I flattered myself that he liked us back.
Anyway, I did want to make a big deal out of my marriage to Terry for no other reason than it felt like a big fucking deal to me.
“Would it bother you?”
Terry laughed. “We don’t have much of a choice, my love. My family would disown me if we excluded anyone.”
“Damn. That’s like fifty people to start with. How many kids do your cousins and brothers have?”
“We’ll need a bouncy castle.”
“Is it a wedding or a fair?”
My mate shrugged. “More like a fair. But how about this? We’ll take over my parents’ football-field-sized lawn. We’ll set up a bouncy castle, sprinklers, a big-ass party tent, a stage…the whole nine yards, and we’ll invite everyone and their toddlers. Let them go crazy.”
“I sense a but.”
He leaned forward to whisper into my ear, stroking my horns with his clever fingers. “We disappear right after the cake and go somewhere for at least a week of just flying and fucking.”
An image lit up in my head of Terry on a beach at sunset, shifting mid-run, his wings catching all the hues of the evening sun.
“Yeah, I want that,” I rasped, tightening my hold on my mate.
“It’s settled then. Now we only need to pick a date.”
“Can we do it soon?” I sounded needy, but I didn’t care. Terry already knew how much this meant to me.
“Let’s talk to my parents.”
I took a deep breath. I would have to get used to dealing with Terry’s folks.
They were wonderful toward me, but they still terrified me on a primal level I had no control over.
Terry said it was because a part of me was still afraid to get close to people in case they abandoned me.
Childhood trauma. I didn’t like the explanation one bit, but he was probably right.
“Okay. Let’s talk to them as soon as possible.”
“Good. But now, can we forget about them?”
He kept stroking my horns, and I purred like a freaking cat. I had no idea they would be so sensitive to touch.
“I want you to fuck me, but we have no supplies,” Terry said, pressing his cock against mine.
“We could do it when we get home.”
“We can.”
He thrust harder, rocked back, and pushed again. The ridges of his dick snagged against mine. Terry wrapped his clawed hand around our cockheads, spreading the precum around.
“I want to come before we go back,” I murmured against his lips. I loved his weight in my lap, the sight of him half shifted, the feeling of his powerful wings under my hands, and his long tail curling around mine.
“It’ll be fast,” he muttered, breathless already. “I love it when you’re like this.”
“Can you imagine someone seeing us now?”
“They’d think we’re two demons from hell getting it on.”
I chuckled, but it turned into a moan when Terry began stroking us in earnest. I clasped my hand around his, and he rolled his hips, letting the ridges on our dicks rub together.
He spilled first, his cum coating my dick, and he spread it all over my cockhead.
Then he slid off my lap in a single, fluid movement and landed on all fours between my legs.
He swooped down onto my cock, sucking half of it into his mouth, and licked and swallowed his cum.
I grabbed him by his horns and thrust into his throat.
The last thing I saw before pleasure overtook me was his tail swishing in the air.
Terry groaned when I filled his mouth, then he lapped at my dick, cleaning it around the ridges until I hissed from overstimulation.
“Now, let’s go home and fuck.”
With a wink, he shot up and threw himself into the air. His wings spread, reflecting the moonlight, and he shifted fully.
Beautiful.
Still dazed from my orgasm, I changed forms more slowly and lifted off the mountaintop.
Our car was twelve miles down from here by the roadside with our clothes in the trunk.
We dressed and took off back home. I fell asleep as Terry drove, but by the time he parked in our driveway, I was alert and keen to fulfill the given promises.
I had my way with Terry in the fuck room on our newly delivered massive king bed. As soon as I got my cock inside him, he half shifted again. He moaned and groaned as I held on to his tail and fucked him deep. He roared when he came with my dick in him to the root.
Back in human form, I played with his tattooed ring finger, watching his satisfied expression as he slowly drifted off to sleep. He looked happy, and I thought of what I could do to make him even happier.
For the past few days, I’d been toying with an idea about a bachelor party with carefully chosen omegas for Terry to enjoy.
How would he react if I offered him two or three boys wrapped like presents?
Hell, how about five horny omegas? I would lay them out for him like a smorgasbord of pleasures and watch him feast…
Zach could help me to “recruit.” Each boy would be different, but at least one had to have big tits—Terry wasn’t picky, but he did like curves and fat nipples.
All dragons liked sucking tits. It was instinctual, connected to dragon mates and lover’s milk. Terry loved it. The other Saturday, I’d fucked him while he all but sobbed into Zach’s chest, turning Zach’s poor nips into elongated teats. Not that Zach had minded.
Before I got horny again, I stopped the flow of fantasies and made myself think rationally. I loved enriching my mate’s sex life, and so far, nothing I’d exposed him to had gone wrong. But what if I went too far this time?
Maybe I should discuss my party idea with Terry instead of surprising him, but that sounded a little boring. I decided to run it by Zach first—he was clever and knew Terry well by now, at least in the relevant aspects. He’d tell me if it was too crazy.
TERRANCE
My parents were over the moon. At first, Lothair looked bewildered by their excited rambling about the wedding preparations, but when we left, he was relaxed and smiling.
It turned out that my parents’ unrestrained enthusiasm made Lothair feel welcomed into the family.
Emboldened by the progress, I ventured to push him further.
“Do you know Leonard Chase?”
“The underwear model? I haven’t heard anything about him in a while.” Lothair glanced at me from the driver’s seat and waggled his eyebrows. “He’s one hot piece of ass. I’d love to meet him. In fact, I’d fly up to Dalton City for a chance to lure him into our bed.”
Okay, that non sequitur came to bite me in the ass astonishingly fast. “Um. Leo lives in Ardaine now.”
“Does he? Can we get his number? Is he into threesomes? I could…”
“Lothair! He’s married with two kids. His husband is a dragon and doesn’t share.”
Lothair let out a disappointed sigh. “Two kids? Damn. That’s a shame.”
“Jesus, you horndog, shut up and listen. Leo is a former client and a good friend. His husband, Davidson Sullivan, is a big deal in aerospace engineering. He used to be a terrible grouch and a hermit, but he’s softened up since finding Leo.
I was about to suggest we meet them for dinner before you started on about threesomes. ”
“Oh.”
“Yeah. Oh.”
“Erm. We can meet them.”
“If you only look at Leo the wrong way, Davidson will have your balls for dessert.”
“I can behave. I haven’t hit on Paris once.”
“Yes, please, do behave. I like Leo. I would be seriously mad at you if Davidson forbade him from seeing me.”