Chapter 10 #3
North screamed again, that amazing sound of pleasure.
Warin’s smile of satisfaction might have been a bit feral as he aimed for his prostate over and over again.
North’s hold on his hand became punishing, and he was practically vibrating, gasping for breath between strangled sounds of pleasure.
Warin could come alone from those sounds, and as much as he struggled to hold his own orgasm back, to prolong this moment, he could feel it building.
That tingling in his groin grew stronger, his balls drawing up toward his body.
He started stroking North’s cock more earnestly, wanting them to come at the same time.
North’s free hand abruptly clawed at the sheets, and he came hard, shuddering under the force of it.
His body clamped hard around Warin’s cock, and it tipped him over the edge.
He thrust in forcefully, spilling his seed deep.
His vision went white as he came, nerves overloaded in the most amazing way.
He might have passed out for a moment. Warin blinked, vision clearing as he slowly took stock.
He was sitting on his heels now, North lax against him and trusting Warin to hold them up.
He was still deep in his warm body, and he should probably pull out, but not just this moment.
This moment, the afterglow was perfect, and he liked having North relaxed in his arms.
“Warin?” North asked, a slight slur to his name.
Warin couldn’t swear he could manage words just yet so replied, “Hmm?”
“We need to do that every day.”
“Done,” Warin agreed immediately.
“Probably multiple times a day.”
“Of course.”
“Figured you’d agree with me.” North tilted his head to kiss his jaw. “Thank you. That was amazing. Best first time ever.”
“I’m glad.” And relieved. He’d certainly tried to make sure North enjoyed every moment of it. “Let’s clean up a little, snuggle for a while.”
“Sounds perfect.”
They did so, Warin making sure to be gentle as he cleaned his lover up.
The castle room was cool even with a fireplace going in the next room, so they were quick to get under the covers.
North snuggled in immediately and sighed as he settled, his head on Warin’s chest. Warin wrapped both arms around him, feeling the magnitude of it all finally settling in.
So much had happened in the past hour, the emotions were only now properly hitting him.
The joy he expected, but it was the overwhelming sense of completeness.
It was like he finally felt whole for the first time in his life.
And then, of course, his dragon felt quite content and even a little smug since he’d known right away North was his mate.
“What was that happy sigh for? Am I that sexy?” North teased.
“Ja, you are,” Warin agreed promptly. “But it was also everything else. I’ve dearly wished for centuries to have this exact moment.”
“Oh. Wow, I hadn’t really thought about it from that perspective. But you really did wait a long time for me to appear, didn’t you?”
“You were worth the wait,” Warin said sincerely, meaning every word.
North popped up and kissed him soundly. He was luminescent in his joy, practically glowing with it.
Against Warin’s mouth, he murmured, “I wished for you too, you know. I wished for magic and dragons. I wished for someone to see me, precisely as I am, and love me for it. I didn’t know if I’d gain all of that by going in search of a dragon.
But I had to try. I’m so fucking glad I did. ”
“Not as much as I, my North Star,” Warin whispered in return. He carded his fingers through that silky blond hair, words tangling in his throat. He was so infinitely glad North had come searching for them. He’d never have found him, otherwise, and that thought was enough to steal his breath.
North pressed in again, the kiss slow and sweet this time. Warin kissed him back, lingering in the affection.
“I’d decided to stay even before you confessed,” North admitted.
“You did?”
“Because this place is everything I wanted. Returning to a place that can’t accept me, that I hate being in, didn’t make any sense. I figured if I stayed, I might have a chance of seducing you, too.”
“Turns out you were correct,” Warin agreed in mock-seriousness.
North snickered. “I do love it when I’m right.”
“And your family?”
“They’re just going to have to deal. I’m done trying to please them. Doing what they want has always made me miserable, anyway. I don’t know why I keep trying to compromise with them in the first place.” North popped up, looking around. “Where did my phone get off to?”
“I think it’s still in the chair, why?”
“I’m going to make things clear.” North slid out of bed, raced for the chair, retrieved his phone, then raced back again. Warin held up the blankets for him and he snuggled right back in.
Warin had an idea of what North planned to do, judging by the smug grin on his face. And he was all for it.
North made a call, a shit-eating grin on his face. It picked up in two rings.
“Freddy, I just emailed you the—”
“I’m not returning to the States,” North interrupted.
“Not this again. I told you—”
“And I told you I don’t want to leave. And you know what, Ma?
For once in your fucking life, and mine, I’m going to put my foot down.
I HATE what you make me do. I HATE the idea of marrying some girl.
I HATE working for the company. There is nothing about your life that appeals to me, and I’m sick of it all. So, I’m not going back.”
“Don’t you start that, young man. You’re coming home!”
“I am home.” North ended the call with a vicious stab. And then promptly turned the phone off. He let out a long breath and then laughed. “My God, that was liberating. Why the hell didn’t I do that before?”
“Not a strong enough incentive?” Warin suggested. He was proud of North. It was about time he chose what made him happy.
North put his phone on the nightstand before turning with a leer. “You’re definitely incentive. Come here, sexy. I feel like celebrating.”
Warin smiled as he pulled North back into him. He was all too happy to celebrate.