Chapter 29
Chapter
Twenty-Nine
Elias tugged Gerard down an empty hallway off the ballroom. The music and sound of chatter dimmed.
Elias glanced into the empty rooms they passed. “Now let’s see. Which room looks most suitable for you to ravish me in?”
Gerard laughed. Elias’s footsteps lightened.
He remembered when he’d first seen Prince Gerard. He’d wondered if the serious man ever even smiled. Now here he was, laughing. And Elias was the cause!
Every time Elias drew a smile or laugh from the reserved man, Elias felt like he could grow wings and fly like a dragon. Of course, Elias preferred keeping his feet firmly on the ground.
“This looks cosy.” Elias stepped into a room, pulling Gerard with him.
Shelved books lined the walls. Heavy curtains hung before the windows. Several settees and chairs sat in the middle of the little library. A lantern lit the space.
“Get the door, will you?” Elias walked to a settee, swinging his hips. He turned with a swirl and sat.
Gerard shut the door. He paused. “I can’t lock it. The key is missing.”
Elias leaned back. “If someone wants to come in and watch, let them. I’m excellent at putting on a show.”
Gerard hesitated, staring at the lock. Then he dragged a chair and shoved it beneath the handle.
Elias laughed. “That works too.”
Gerard turned towards him. He took a step.
Elias gasped, hand clutching at his throat. “Oh no!”
Gerard froze.
Elias tilted his head back, fingers sliding to his collarbone and then down his chest, which was exposed by the deep V of his top. “The dragon warrior has found me, an innocent Voltarian prince all alone and without any defences.”
Elias fluttered his eyelashes. “Whatever will this terrible dragon warrior do with me now that he has found me?”
Gerard stood still for a moment. Then he stepped forward. He took another step. Then another, until he loomed over Elias. Slowly, he leaned down. His hands rested on the back of the settee, arms caging Elias in. The chair creaked.
Elias almost swooned.
“Innocent?” Gerard cocked a brow. “I have it on good authority that Voltarian royalty are all sluts.”
Elias gasped. He shook his head. “Who would say such a horrible thing? It isn’t true!”
Gerard lifted a hand. He gripped Elias’s jaw, stopping his head from shaking. “Isn’t it?” His thumb slid up from Elias’s jaw. Gerard rubbed the digit along Elias’s lower lip.
“Are you sure?” Slowly, he looked Elias up and down. Then Gerard smiled. “Because you look like a little slut, desperate for some dragon dick.”
Elias inhaled sharply. The smell of smoke and leather filled his nostrils. He spread his legs as his cock filled. “Well, maybe I can be a slut. For the right dragon.” Then he sucked Gerard’s thumb into his mouth.
Gerard’s gaze fixed on Elias’s lips. His breathing grew ragged as he slid his thumb in and out from between Elias’s lips. The pupil of his eye dilated.
Gerard pulled his thumb back. “I’m going to enjoy you. I’m going to enjoy every inch of your body, little Lightning Prince.”
Elias gripped his wrist. He squeezed. “Will you be gentle with me? Please.”
For a split second, Gerard’s expression softened. Then he smirked. “I’ll be gentle with you … if you do exactly what I want.”
Elias licked his lips. “And what do you want?”
Gerard didn’t move. Then he pulled his hand away and rose to his full height. He grabbed Elias’s hand and yanked him to his feet.
Then Gerard manhandled Elias so he stood between Gerard’s spread thighs. He released Elias and leaned back, hands and arms resting along the back of the settee. “I want you to undress. Slowly. Put on a show for me.”
“All right.” Elias’s hands went to the buttons of his belt. He bit his lip. He popped the first button. Then the next. And the next. He dropped the belt onto the floor.
Gerard watched every moment. Elias slid his hands beneath the fabric of his top, pushing it back off his shoulders. It fluttered to the floor. His skin pebbled as the cool air hit his heated skin.
Elias tilted his head back, hands gliding along his ribs. “Does my appearance please you?”
“It does,” Gerard said. “Now show me the rest of you.”
Elias leaned over and removed his boots. He undid his trousers and drawers. He slid them down his legs, shimmying his hips. He stood naked before Gerard, his arousal clearly on display. Gerard’s gaze fixed on Elias’s hard cock.
Then Gerard leaned forward and gripped Elias’s dick. He stroked.
Elias whimpered. “Oh!”
Still stroking Elias’s cock, Gerard grabbed his hip and tugged him onto his lap. He kissed Elias, tongue plunging into his mouth. He kept stroking as his other hand gripped the back of Elias’s head.
Elias could feel Gerard’s hard length trapped within the confines of his trousers. Elias pressed down, hips rocking back and forth, feeling Gerard’s hard cock beneath him whilst shoving his cock into the tight grip of Gerard’s fingers.
Tearing his mouth away, Gerard pressed kisses to Elias’s jaw. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” His warm breath brushed against Elias’s skin. He bit at Elias’s neck.
Elias moaned. He clutched at Gerard’s shoulders with his hands. He tilted his head back, giving Gerard ample access to his throat. Gerard’s mouth latched onto the side of Elias’s neck. He sucked.
Elias whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut whilst Gerard continued to jerk him.
When Gerard released Elias’s throat, he said, “Now I’m going to fuck you.”