20. Daire #2
Panting, I leaned away from him, but he simply followed. I wobbled enough to growl. “Damn it, D, we’re both going to end up on the floor if you’re not careful.”
“Okay.”
I growled again, fisting my hands in his hair, giving him a firm shake and pulling his head away. “It’s not safe.”
Blinking languidly, he licked his luscious lips. “I was just getting started. Sit on the bed, then. Shara said we could.”
He didn’t fucking get how close I was to fucking losing it.
Stepping closer to the queen’s gigantic bed at least gave me a break from his mouth.
The heat in his eyes. Sweat beaded on my forehead.
Soon it’d be dripping in my eyes. My shirt clung to my chest like I’d been running for miles.
I fucking hated to run. Unless it was to run all the way here.
To Daire. To Shara. Her bed. His fucking eyes and pouty lips.
“Do you think the dragon’s done yet?”
“Not even close, Griz.” Daire shifted around on his knees and crawled the short distance to me, somehow making his body look boneless and sleek.
Majestic as fuck. A wild panther on the prowl, slinking through the trees, hunting his prey.
“Before you sit down, I’m gonna help you out of your pants.
Why don’t you take off your shirt? You know Shara loves to rub her face against your hairy chest.”
Fuuuuuck. I damned near whimpered. My fingers shook too much to manage the buttons, so I just yanked the shirt open, sending buttons flying.
My jeans hit the floor, tangling my feet together because I hadn’t gotten to my boots yet.
Or I might’ve thought real hard about going to check the bathroom door just to give myself a little more breathing room.
The little fucker used his teeth to snag one thigh of my boxers and tugged. Making sure to rub his face and playfully nip and nuzzle some more. I quickly shoved the offending material down my hips so I could sit the fuck down before I hit my knees beside him.
He took his time unlacing my hiking boots.
Each time I thought he was almost done, he leaned in and rubbed his cheek against my knee, trailing his hair over my skin.
Or he nipped my outer thigh, making me jump.
To cover up my reaction, I scowled at him as ferociously as possible.
“I could’ve kicked my boots off five minutes ago. ”
His damnable lips curled in a secretive smile. “But this is ever so much more fun.”
A warning growl rattled my chest, and I fought the urge to seize handfuls of his hair and haul his mouth close. Whether I’d kiss him first or shove my dick down his throat, I wasn’t sure.
“There’s my grumpy bear. I thought maybe you’d turned into a teddy bear.”
If only he knew. I twisted my lips with a snarl but to my ears it sounded entirely too close to a whimper.
His hands on my knees, widening my thighs so he could kneel between my feet.
He stroked my hips, kneading and gripping the muscle, turning me into putty.
He dipped his head low and licked one of my balls into his mouth.
Rolling it around on his tongue until my thighs quaked beneath his palms. His tongue licked a leisurely wet path of fire up my straining dick.
Pre-cum dripped everywhere. The shaft. My thighs.
Which only made him groan and lick some more.
The thick ring of flesh around the head throbbed but didn’t flare into the hook. He teased and probed at the hardened ring until I started to babble.
“The hook… It might flare. I don’t know. I can’t always control it. I’ve never… I don’t want to hurt you, D.”
“Yes you do,” he murmured, making his lips caress the words into my flesh.
He wrapped one hand around the base, the other higher in a firm grip that made my heart explode.
“That’s only one of the reasons I love you so much, Ezra.
You know how to hurt me exactly the way I need.
You always knew, without me ever needing to ask. ”
I was the one hurting. Sweet agony. Each breath snagged in my chest. My throat raw.
His lips closed over the tip of my dick, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
Fisting my hands in his hair, clutching his head.
I thrust into him, deeper, hitting the back of his throat.
Holding for a moment. Panting. Trying to—
A vibrating hum rattled through his lips. His tongue. His entire body. Pressing against me, heat and silk, lithe muscle and the promise of fur. His warcat scent thick in my nose. No matter where I roamed. How far. This. Was home.
Slamming over and over into his throat, I came so hard I blacked out. Bellowing. Roaring. Disintegrating. Into nothing but his purr rolling through me.
Slowly, I came back into my body. He draped himself across my chest, our legs tangled.
I wasn’t sure how I got further onto the bed.
His head nestled against my heart, his hands slowly gliding up and down my arm.
My flank. Some of his hair fell across my mouth, filling my nose with his scent.
Fur and sassy cat. From the way he was purring, steady and even, he wasn’t hurt.
At least the hook hadn’t blown his head off.
Though I hadn’t come so hard, so fast, since the first time he came to my bed.
“Sorry,” I grumbled, stroking my fingers through his hair.
He lifted his head just enough to see me, his chin on my chest. His eyes gleamed like dark gold, his pupils wide and dark. “Don’t be sorry. That was hot as fuck.”
The grizzly wanted to shamble off into the woods as fast as possible. Lick our wounds in private. Pretend like we were fine. We didn’t need anybody. Anything. Ever.
Even though everything I needed was right here. Draped on top of me like a second skin.
“You didn’t get the hook.”
He rubbed his chin back and forth against my chest in a slow shake. Though I didn’t understand why his lips curved, his eyes heating even more. “You said I didn’t get it until Shara joined us.”
True. I already came—but if she touched me, I’d be rock hard again. Hell, who was I kidding? Just thinking about our queen joining us on the bed made my dick stir again.
“I don’t love you because of the hook. You know that, right?”
My eyes flared, my mouth falling open before I could hide my surprise. I twisted my face into a vicious scowl. “Why the fuck would you love me? My winning personality?”
“How’d you know?” He squirmed higher on my body, his full lips soft against mine. “I’ve always been a sucker for a grouch.”
“Rik isn’t a grouch.” I wished I could take the words back as soon as they escaped my mouth. Daire loved our alpha more than me. I knew that. Everybody knew that. I didn’t need to dwell on it.
He traced the grim lines around my mouth with the tip of his finger. “I’m sorry I ever made you feel less than him. I didn’t know how much you cared about me, but that’s not an excuse. I shouldn’t have left you in Skye Tower. I shouldn’t have turned my back on you. Ever.”
“I forgave that shit ages ago.”
“Good.” He rubbed his luscious lips against mine, playfully sucking on my bottom lip until I seized his face and pulled him in for a thorough, deep kiss. My tongue in his mouth, as aggressive as my dick earlier.
I’d inhale him if I could. Keep him in my pocket. A locket over my heart.
Fucking hell, I’m really turning into a sap.
“Seeing you both like that does my heart good,” Shara said.
I couldn’t resist a quick, guilty jump, tearing my mouth from his. My gaze flickered toward her voice. I hadn’t heard the bathroom door open, let alone whatever commotion the dragon had caused. Probably because of my own desperate volume.
Which made my face hot as hell and probably beet red too.
We should probably get up. Stand at attention or some shit. The knight would probably bow, but I wasn’t good at bowing and scraping. Besides, Daire was heavy and warm on top of me, and I couldn’t quite get my last two brain cells to cooperate enough to move more than my head.
Our queen slipped up beside us, crawling under my arm to curl against my side, her head on my shoulder. Her other arm came around Daire, who of course purred even louder, a thunderous steady rhythm that started to knock me the fuck out.
“Do you need to feed?” I managed to mumble, though my words were slurred.
She raised up enough to press a gentle kiss to my cheek. “I already did.”
A deep rumbly groan rattled my chest, all the protest I could muster. She needed. She hungered. We all felt it earlier. Rik would have me skinned into a bear rug in front of the fireplace—
“Go to sleep, my bear. All is well.”
Daire’s steady purr carried us away, and I knew no more.