Chapter 3
Voron
Hemlock Wolf Pack Territory (Star’s Territory)
As I stroked Simon’s long, thick cock some of the tension fled my shoulders.
His reaction to Ignatio meeting his true-mate was kneejerk and I knew it.
Still, it wasn’t something that I could let slide without calling him out on.
If he wanted our son’s mate held to a high standard that meant he was to be held to the same standard.
Still, I loved him and it was sort of hot when he was a cave-alpha.
Well, it was hot when it was only aimed at me.
Want to carry that box even though I’m a dragon and can carry more than you?
Fine. That’s hot. Holding doors open? Sexy.
Washing dishes and rocking babies in the middle of the night?
I’m so slick, my ass might as well be a waterslide just for him.
Even the way he got huffy when he thought someone else was flirting with me was hot.
But that was the line. Life was a game of give and take and within our mateship we found those boundaries.
As long as he kept all that energy focused on me, it was fine.
I liked that sort of attention but I drew the line when it came to my kids.
Here on Earthside, things weren’t always fair.
Where I grew up being an omega didn’t mean constantly fighting for the same as everyone else.
At least not within the Night Star Clan.
I’d be damned if I let Earthside wear them down to a nub.
I stroked Simon hard, taking out some of my aggression on his dick. He grumbled and felt around for the lube we kept in the nest for such occasions. As long as the hatchlings were in the nest this was more my home than the house. So, some stuff got kept out here.
“It was our first home. Well, my first home -a nest. For most dragons,” my inner beast chimed into my thoughts.
He handed it off to me and I squirted some onto his dick and stroked him again, faster, harder this time.
I wanted to work him into a frenzy until he couldn’t help but take out his bear’s mood on me.
From how his breaths puffed out hard, I figured I’d win that battle.
I squeezed and stroked him, reveling in how big and strong he still felt in my hand after all these years, until he growled and flipped me onto my back.
The stars shined brightly above our heads. That was the great thing about the privacy curtains. They didn’t block out the sky. Sure, anyone flying overhead could look down but if they wanted to see Simon’s ass humping away in a few minutes, well that was on them and it was their lucky night.
Simon growled again and kissed me hard. His beard rubbed against my skin, a delightful sensation that I always relished when he grew it out. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, making him work to grind his dick down against me.
“That’s it. Take out all that aggressive worry on me,” my dragon muttered inside his inner sanctum. Simon’s bear was with him now. I couldn’t make out what they were doing but there was something to do with a tongue involved.
“I’ll be kind to him unless he’s mean to Ignatio or you. Then all bets are off,” Simon growled between kisses.
“That’s all I ask,” I said, running my fingers through his hair and tugging it here and there.
Simon kissed down my neck to my collarbones, leaving behind a warm trail of desire and longing everywhere his mouth touched.
His warm mouth dragged across my flesh, down my chest to my nipples.
He bit and licked them, sending little lightning bolts throughout my body before continuing on his way down my belly.
His big thumbs hooked into the waistband of my pants and moved enough to strip me naked.
I loved the dancing breeze of the outdoors on my naked flesh.
It was something I didn’t get to experience nearly often enough over here on Earthside.
Sometimes Simon said that moving here was the compromise for not moving to Hemlock Mountain, but the real compromise was not moving back to the Other World.
I worried about all the stuff going on too but didn’t want the kids to follow us there.
Their whole lives were here and one hundred years away from those they knew would change everything.
Still sometimes I longed for those wild free days, but I’d choose Simon every time.
Eventually, he’d grow tired of Earthside too and we’d go to my first home.
I still had siblings and other relatives over there.
We’d go home and rest and have feasts there, but it would only be home if my alpha was there with me.
Simon’s warm, giving mouth kissed all over my dick, dragging his lips up and down my shaft until pleasure spiraled around it and sent a wave of shivers up my spine.
I lost myself to his mouth as he sank it down over my dick.
His nimble tongue teased my tip, and I wrapped my legs around him again.
I ran my fingers through his thick, soft hair as I drowned in the slick sensations and of all his emotions raining down all over me through our mating link.
Such links don’t lie. I was a very loved, cherished, and sometimes worshipped man.
Coming up for air, Simon kissed down my shaft again but didn’t stop when he reached my balls.
He licked them, teasing the sensitive, textured skin of my scrotum.
A moan bubbled over my lips, filling the space within the privacy screens.
I wondered who in the neighborhood might still be awake to hear us, but the thought disappeared before the question was answered when Simon pushed my thighs up and licked lower.
He took his time lapping at the sweet slickness pooled outside my omegahole.
His tongue teased me, alternating between slow circles and fast flicks and licks until I was grinding against his face, wanting more.
I tugged at his hair, desperate for something to hold onto.
Gasping and writhing, my balls drew up tight to my body.
Everything inside me rattled and shook. Reaching up, Simon put a hand over my mouth and a smoke ring wafted out of my nose in protest. I sneezed, but it didn’t stop the fire from building inside me.
“An—Anoth- Another reason we don’t have a top on this thing!” my dragon roared and fire shot of my nose to avoid Simon’s hand over my mouth.
My alpha swore under his breath, but his hand stayed there, muffling my roars and cries of pleasure as he licked and teased my omegahole until I came in warm sticky streams making a mess of my bare stomach.
He grabbed a towel straight away. Inside, we might have laid there like that panting and reveling in post orgasmic bliss, but the nest had to stay clean.
It was the first rule of being a nesting dragon that didn’t involve protecting the eggs.
When he finished cleaning me up, Simon kissed my forehead, my nose, and then finally my lips. It was a slow, breathy kiss, and the taste of my sweet arousal still danced on his tongue.
“Feel better?” I smirked.
“Isn’t that supposed to be my line?” he teased, arching a thick brow. “You’re the one who just came.”
“You’re the one who was ready to commit murder,” I shrugged.
“Interrogations and murder are two different things,” Simon said.
“Yeah, if you say so,” I laughed.
I didn’t need him to tell me that he felt better.
Over our mating link, it was obvious that his bear had chilled out.
Sure, he wasn’t certain about the guy but he’d calmed down enough that given a few days or weeks, whichever Ignatio needed, I felt pretty confident we could meet our new son-in-law without any major incidents.
We cuddled for a long time. I let Simon sit with how hard he was while I basked in the glow of affection and relief. Eventually, once my brain cells had all returned to their proper spots, I wanted more of him. I wanted to feel his pleasure rain down over the mating link like he had made mine.
Our lips met as soon as the thought crossed my mind.
We kissed hard and fast with lots of tongue as I shoved my hands down his pants and wrapped my fist around his thick cock.
I loved how he felt in my hand – all warm and strong.
I squeezed him again. Not as hard as earlier but enough to milk a growl from his lips.
That growl always drove me crazy and I’d do almost anything to get it out of him.
His tongue plunged into my mouth again with renewed fervor.
It danced around my own while I stroked him.
His warmth radiated into my palm and I stroked him faster, alternating the pressure against his shaft.
He growled again and I circled his thick, mushroom-shaped tip with my thumb, smirking while I did it.
A shudder passed through him, letting me know I had him exactly where I wanted him.
I kissed him harder, faster, chasing his orgasm as his urgency and need vibrated over our mating link.
It danced through me, urging me on, and telling me exactly what he needed.
I followed his longings with my hand as if they were marked on a map.
His hips gyrated under my touch as he thrust up into my fist over and over as I stroked him.
We found our rhythm and his tongue darted into my mouth again.
He growled against my lips, the sound vibrating throughout my body until his dick trembled in my hand.
I sped up, giving him more and more until he bit my shoulder to drown out his growls and grunts of pleasure.
His dick shook hard and then released its warm, sticky seed.
Simon kissed me again and again as I groped around for the towel.
I could’ve fallen into my bear’s soul as our tongues danced between our mouths.
Eventually we had to come up for air. Tomorrow was Friday and at least three of the quads would probably still come over for dinner.
So, I took the first the shower so we could actually get some sleep at some point.