Chapter Twelve #2
Notalus paused, his eyes heavy with lust. Dustin brushed his thumb over the soft pillow of Notalus’ bottom lip, nodding in agreement to everything he’d asked of him and all that he was about to.
“I will be honored to be your consort, Notalus. Your husband, your partner, your mate… your alpha.” Dustin touched their foreheads together, inhaling in his titan’s heavenly immortal scent that made him dizzy with heady intoxication.
He dragged his hands from Notalus’ silky hair, caressing his muscular arms and encircling his waist until he was grasping his hips.
“I will never fail you, Dustin. You will never have a need not met or a wish unfulfilled,” Notalus promised between fevered kisses as warm fingers wove through his beard, his hard body grinding down on his swollen shaft.
Dustin clutched Notalus’ hips, slowing him to a languid grind, making his eyes roll back in his head. “But will you submit to me? To my wolf.”
Notalus was still for a long moment. “I am a lord and a titan. I do not submit or surrender to anyone,” he breathed, his chest panting against Dustin’s.
Notalus’ mouth was saying no, but his body, his mannerisms, the way he was tilting his head back and to the side was saying fuck yes.
Dustin would give him a moment to get accustomed to the idea, but his mate would submit.
His glare bored into Notalus, his wolf just below the surface growling with persistence.
“I know who and what you are, titan.” Dustin’s voice dropped ten octaves, his tone laced with ownership and control. “And you will submit.”
It wasn’t a threat… it was merely an observation.
Notalus let out a pained groan as his eyes locked with Dustin’s, the need in them unmistakable.
Notalus began to ease off his lap, and Dustin spread his legs wide as his betrothed settled between them.
This was the second time he had the powerful lord on his knees before him, and it was just as thrilling and unreal as the first. Notalus held their intense eye contact while he lifted Dustin’s tunic and loosed the drawstring on his pants.
Dustin arched the moment his cock was released, and the cool bite of the autumn air caressed his shaft. For the first time in his adult life, Dustin wasn’t ashamed as his cock was stroked and nuzzled like a blessed scepter.
“Fuck, Notalus.”
Anticipation of that hot mouth and Notalus’ deep throat constricting around him as he swallowed him to the base had him leaking already.
Notalus licked his full lips, making them glisten before he opened them wide and took the head into his mouth.
He sucked and flicked his tongue around the thick ridge in a way that made Dustin’s toes curl in his boots.
Notalus teased him like that mercilessly, nibbling and pulling at his heavy sac.
Notalus was far too good at this, and Dustin tried not to think of how he’d got so good.
All that mattered was he would be the last.
Notalus tasted him with long, slow, deliberate licks of his length before he took all of him. Dustin bucked against soft lips, wanting to thrust but also loving how Notalus held his hips down so that he couldn’t. His mate was strong and formidable—his submission would be that much sweeter.
Notalus bobbed up and down on his cock with noisy slurps as if he was ravenous for his taste.
Dustin curled over Notalus and smoothed his hands up and down his back, his palms gliding over firm, defined muscles.
He threw his head back while his soon-to-be mate buried the head of his cock deep down his throat.
“What the fuckin’ hell?” Dustin gritted as all-consuming pleasure built between his thighs.
Notalus’ jaws were unforgiving as he sucked like his life depended on it. Dustin caressed Notalus’ scruffy cheek, his palm gliding down his face and around his throat, fingering the erotic pulsing of Adam’s apple.
“Yes, yes, fuck yeah. Show me how much you like pleasing your alpha,” Dustin encouraged when he saw Notalus begin to frantically hoist up his long tunic and shove one hand down the front of his pants.
Dustin growled as the smell of Notalus’ heady arousal assaulted his senses.
His titan was getting off as if sucking him turned him on so much that he had to find release.
God yes. This was all Dustin ever wanted from a partner.
Attraction, respect, loyalty, and more than anything, acceptance of who he truly was.
Ecstasy pooled in his groin, and fire streaked between his legs as Dustin’s orgasm slammed into him without warning.
Notalus swallowed repeatedly with each spasm that racked Dustin’s body, his own hips bucking at an erratic pace as he groaned loudly, vibrating the base of Dustin’s cock while his hand jerked inside his pants.
His orgasm soared to a sweltering bliss, and Notalus didn’t release him until he was well spent and beyond sensitive.
Dustin struggled not to squeeze his eyes closed as his titan let his cock slide from between his swollen lips, inch by torturous inch.
Notalus didn’t give him a chance to tuck himself away before he climbed back onto his lap.
He was winded, his chest panting. All of that warm ivory skin was flushed a beautiful pale pink, and Notalus’ clothes were disheveled, his hair tousled making him appear almost human for a moment.
Penetrating bronze eyes found his and held him captive. Dustin concentrated on the countless emotions that swam within those deep orbs, recognizing a few of them, one in particular making warmth bloom in his chest.
“Tonight, you will bed in my chambers.” Notalus’ intimate whisper sent a barrage of quills across the back of his neck. “Tonight, you shall have your submission, Alpha.”
The way Notalus purred the sexy declaration on the wind and sent it caressing the side of his face made him want to flip his fiancé over and lay him down on the blanket of colored leaves and bury his cock and canines inside of him right then and there.