Chapter Thirty-Six
Roman
For a second, I thought something was wrong. I thought Oak was injured, although I had no idea how that could’ve happened in the thirty seconds they were away from me. But that was my only thought.
When I walked into my bedroom, I didn’t even have a moment to blink before Oakley was in my arms. I caught them with ease, even though I was surprised.
They smiled up at me, grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me down into a kiss.
I responded immediately, kissing them back with as much passion as they were giving me.
Our tongues met in a fervid dance as their hands roamed my back and arms. I grabbed their hip and ran my other hand down their back, stopping just above their ass. I wanted to grab it—hell, I wanted to bite it—but I’d meant it when I’d said I was okay with going slow, with going at their pace.
But then Oak grabbed my ass and let out this little growl that made my cock jump to attention. They pulled my body against theirs, and I felt their growing length rub against mine through our clothes.
How I longed to be naked with them, to feel their skin gliding along mine.
For now, if they were feeling up my ass, maybe I could feel up theirs.
Tentatively, I moved one hand down to cup their ass cheek, and a moan fell from both our mouths. I broke the kiss enough to ask against their lips, “This okay?”
“Mhm. More than.”
That made me grin, and I reached down, grabbing their ass in both of my hands and pulling them against me. Our cocks rubbed together again, and the moan Oakley let out was music to my ears.
Oak broke the kiss this time. “Roman Zohar Vidar Frewin Trevil.”
“Scales, why all the names?”
They laughed, their face lighting up with joy as they cupped my cheeks, looking all sweet and innocent—the first sign they were up to something. “Because teasing you gives me life.”
That made me laugh, and I reached down to their thighs and picked them up.
“Ahh!”
I grinned at them and pecked their lips. “You really are a menace.”
They laughed and wrapped themself around me. “Take me to bed, big guy. Let’s do naked things together.”
I laughed again and rested my forehead against theirs, slightly shaking my head. “Naked things, huh?”
“Yep.”
“What kind of naked things?”
They shrugged. “Oh, I don’t know, this and that.”
I snorted and gave them a slow kiss before meeting their gaze. “Are you sure? I thought you wanted to go slow?”
“Roman, I’ve known you for years. You’ve been one of my best friends for nearly as long as I’ve known you, and we’re leaving tomorrow on a dangerous mission.”
My brow furrowed. “So this is just a… have sex before we die kind of thing? First off, we’re gonna be fine. Second, I don’t want that to be the reason we make love, Oak. I want—”
They cut me off with a kiss. “That’s not what I meant. I only meant that tonight’s the last night we’ll have privacy. We’re about to be sharing a house with a bunch of other people, and I don’t know the next time I’ll get to have you to myself. And I really fucking… want you.”
My body relaxed. “Oh.”
They snorted. “Yeah, oh.”
“Are… are you sure?” I wanted them so badly, but I wanted to have them for the right reasons. I didn’t want to push them before they were ready.
“I’ve wanted you for months, Rome—probably longer. Every time I look at you, all I can think about is licking you.”
I spluttered. “What?”
Their grin was filled with sass, just like their voice. “Like I told you before, you’re sexy, and yeah, I’ve wanted to lick you forever. Why do you think I did it in dragon form? You taste good.”
“Oh my Scales.” I laughed and kissed them, walking over to the bed. “I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in my life. But—”
“There’s always a but. In this case, two.” They gave my butt a squeeze.
I shook my head in amusement. They were ridiculous, and I loved it. “But we can stop at any time, okay? I want you to have fun and enjoy this. I don’t want this to be stressful or—”
They cut me off with a kiss. “I know, Rome. I trust you. And right back atcha. Put me on the bed and come here.”
I did as they asked, letting them pull me on top of them and into another kiss. This one started out slow and quickly turned ravenous, and I found myself covering Oakley’s body with my own. I ground against them as they pulled me to them, grabbing my ass and rutting up against me.
Their hands slipped under my shirt, and when they began lifting it, I pulled back and took it off, then reached down to their shirt. “May I?”
They smiled and nodded, lifting up to help me. As soon as their shirt was on the floor, they scooted up on the bed and pulled me with them again, wrapping their legs around my hips.
They smirked up at me. “Hi.”
“Hey, beautiful.”
Their gaze softened for a moment before they smirked again.
Before I knew it, I was flat on my back with Oakley on top of me. I laughed when I realized they’d flipped us, and they grinned down at me before kissing and licking their way down my body. They sucked on my nipple, making me cry out before they licked a path down my side and around my abs.
“Mm. You really do taste good,” they murmured as they moved closer to my pants.
“Thanks, I think.”
They chuckled. “Just means I’m gonna have to lick you more often.”
I snorted. “Totally okay with that.”
“Good.”
They unfastened my belt and jeans, opening my pants before they slipped their hand into my boxer briefs. Their fingertips dragged across my cock, and I shivered, moaning as a current of need shot through my body.
“Holy shit, babydoll.”
They hummed against me and wrapped their fingers around my cock, stroking it as they kissed their way back up my body and captured my mouth again.
“Take off your pants,” they whispered. “I need you naked.”
With a smile and a peck to their lips, I quickly took everything off and lay there on display for them. I watched Oak swallow thickly before meeting my gaze.
“You really are the sexiest person I’ve ever met.”
There was no way that was true, but it was clear they liked what they saw, and that made my dragon want to preen. “Thank you.” I tugged on them. “Come here, babydoll.”
They made a little whimpering noise when we kissed, and it melted my heart. Mother of Scales, I loved them so damn much.
My hand roamed over their bare back to their ass again. “What about you? Can you take these off?”
They hesitated for only a second before they moved, jumping off the bed and quickly shucking them and their boxer briefs off.
And there they were, my Oakley, standing bare before me.
I swallowed thickly as I took in their naked form, their lean lines and sleek muscles.
Their gorgeous pale skin, the necklaces, bracelets, earrings, and rings draped across it.
They didn’t have much hair on their body, or if they did, it was light enough I couldn’t see it from here.
I wanted to get my hands on them, I wanted to explore every inch of them with my lips, tongue, and teeth.
“Holy fuck, you’re even more beautiful than I thought.”
They rolled their eyes and knelt on the bed, crawling toward me. “Shut up. You’ve seen me naked plenty of times.”
“Excuse you, I don’t peek. I’m a gentleman.”
They barked out a laugh. “Liar, liar, pants on—” They squealed with laughter as I snatched them to me and rolled us so I was back on top.
I kissed them before they could complain, and they laughed against my mouth for a few seconds before they rolled us back again. It made me chuckle, which seemed to amuse them. I was perfectly happy having my viramore on top of me.
Oakley kissed their way back down my body, and I didn’t have a moment to ask them if they were sure they were okay with everything before they engulfed my cock in their wet, hot mouth.
“Oh my fuck,” I breathed out.
They sucked and licked and holy fucking shit, they did something with their tongue, and their tongue ring… oooohhhhhhhhh. Fuck.
Everything felt so good, so intense.
My dragon roared with joy in my head, and I felt and heard Oakley’s dragon roar back.
They popped off my cock and stared at me with wide eyes. “Did you hear that?”
I smiled at them, running my hand through their hair. “Yeah. Our dragons…”
They smiled and leaned up to kiss me, and I felt a burst of dragon magic flow out of me. A moment later, Oakley’s magic burst from them and met my own.
We both laughed, joy and affection and love flowing through us. No, we hadn’t said it yet, and I didn’t think Oak was ready for those words yet, but it was there, plain as day to see… or rather to feel.
After a few seconds, Oakley pecked my lips and moved back down the bed, giving my side a little nip—and making me gasp out a laugh—before they sucked me into their mouth again.
I saw them jerking themself, and I wanted to tell them to stop, that I’d take care of them soon, but everything felt so good, and I could feel how much they were enjoying themself too.
With both our emotions open wide through our bond, our dragons practically purring together, and our magics swimming around us, I was nearly ready to burst.
Oakley picked up their speed and sucked harder.
And that was it.
“Oakley!” I shouted and tried to pull away, but they held onto my hip with their free hand and kept me there.
My orgasm burst from me, pleasure and love and electricity shooting through me.
It went on and on and on. I felt Oakley’s own pleasure pass between us, and I blacked out for a moment, my body too overloaded on bliss.
I blinked as I tried to catch my breath, and when I looked down at Oak, they had their chin resting on my hip, staring up at me with a pleased grin on their face.
“Holy shitballs, babydoll.”
That made them laugh. “I can’t believe you just said shitballs of all things.”
I chuckled, running my hand over their hair again. “It seemed fitting.”
They snorted.
I motioned them up, and they climbed into my arms, half on top of me, snuggling in. I kissed the top of their head and ran my hand up and down their back. When I brushed my fingers over their hip, I froze.
Their skin felt different there, rougher and sunken in or something. I couldn’t help but pause and lean up to get a look. Right there on their hip, right where their scales were a shade off in dragon form, was a large… scar. It covered their entire hip, almost looking like a burn.
My brow furrowed.
Dragons didn’t scar. We healed quickly, just like any other shifter.
How in the world… why in the world did they have a scar there?
Before I could ask the question out loud, they said, “They took a lot of my scales from that spot. Over and over again. My hind legs were prime areas, apparently. They took from other places too, but they hit that spot more than the others. I have a smaller scar on the other side, but it’s hardly noticeable in either form.
But this side… it was the first place they ever carved my scales out of.
I was eight. I think… I think that’s why it scarred.
They took too much, dug too deep, when I was still growing.
” They shrugged against me. “It’s a mystery, but yeah. It’s been there for most of my life.”
I sucked in a breath, horrified. I’d known they’d hurt them, I’d known the cult had taken scales from them at a young age, but eight? That was incomprehensible. It was horrific. It was disgusting.
And so, so, so very wrong.
I hugged Oakley to me tightly, kissing the top of their head. “I’m so sorry, babydoll. I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be.” They kissed my chest. “I don’t want to think about that right now. I want to just think about you and me and how I definitely want to go for another round or two.”
That made me laugh, and I hugged them, still horrified but trying my best to push it away. They were right. This moment, this amazing, wonderful moment was meant for celebration and laughter and love.
They poked my lips teasingly. “You think you can keep up with me, old man?”
“Oh, baby, you have no idea what you’re in for.”
They laughed when I tackled them back on the bed.