Chapter 9
Chapter
Nine
Kieran got Micah down without a fuss, then slipped out of his son’s little bedroom, going down to a sitting room Lachlan had arranged for him.
The room was small and Lachlan was huge and he took up a great deal of space there, but still it seemed perfect. This was his part of the house, so he felt comfortable here already and, eventually, he knew he would move to Lachlan’s bedroom, but right now he needed the confidence of being here.
He wiped his hands on his pants, trying to make sure he wasn’t sweaty, and then held out a hand to Lachlan. “Would you like to go to the bedroom?”
“I would be honored, mate.” Lachlan took his hand, and it was warm, large, the touch buzzing through him.
He felt his cheeks flush, and he tugged Lachlan along to his little aerie of a room. The bed took up most of the space, because Lachlan had insisted he have a luxurious, huge, and comfortable place.
No one had ever been as good to him as Lachlan was, no one ever made him feel so strong, so amazing. And he was feeling warm inside and out, his body telling him it was readying for his mate.
Lachlan turned him so they were facing each other, lifting his face with one hand before leaning close. “Is this all right?”
“It is. Please. I want you.”
“Good. But you tell me if anything gets to be too much. You’ll let me know if I need to stop.” Lachlan brought that hand up to touch his cheek, fingers sliding behind his ear.
“I will.” He wasn’t scared of Lachlan. Lachlan was good to him, cared for him, wanted his heart as well as his body.
His platinum dragon was no danger to him.
Lachlan tilted his head up a bit more, then bent to kiss him, lips meeting his, tongue tracing the seam of them, asking to be let in.
He wasn’t a virgin, and he opened up easily, shocked at the jolt of pure lightning that hit his spine, settling in his balls. His arms came up without his express permission, wrapping around Lachlan’s neck, anchoring him.
He wanted Lachlan to feel how hungry he was, how much he needed.
Lachlan kissed him as if he was a starving man, hands sliding down his back to grab his ass and pull him up against that solid body.
Those great wings flared out, then wrapped around him, and it was another kind of embrace, one that made him feel safe and protected even as his body heated and readied itself for his mate.
Kieran could feel how wet he was getting and he would be embarrassed but why? This was exactly what he was supposed to be doing. He was supposed to be opening up and getting wet so Lachlan could take him.
Honestly, he wasn’t squeamish about sex at all. It wasn’t as if he had been abused. He had just been abandoned.
Most of the trauma had come after he was pregnant.
He tugged at Lachlan’s clothes impatient with the barrier between them and Lachlan folded his wings and backed away so they could undress.
They didn’t speak. They just smiled at each other as they tore off their clothes and as one they moved to the bed, Lachlan helping him along with a hand on the small of his back.
Once they were settled he climbed aboard Lachlan’s lap, his hands on Lachlan’s shoulders, and took the kiss he really wanted. He pressed his tongue into Lachlan’s mouth, this time leading the kiss, letting Lachlan know he was ready for more.
Their cocks rubbed together, and he felt as though Lachlan was utterly enormous, just beautiful and huge and hot against him.
“Oh sweet, you’re so amazing. I can feel you and you’re wet on my thighs. Are you ready for this? Is this what you want?”
He nodded, staring into Lachlan’s eyes. “I want everything with you.”
“I want to give you everything — in a very practical sense.” Lachlan winked, rubbing against him with his thick, heavy cock. “I ache to be inside you. I want you to be ready, because this is all for you.”
“Mmm, and when it’s your knot, it’ll be even more.” He felt wicked and daring, sexual and alive. It was an amazing feeling.
“Oh you are really naughty, pun intended.”
“I am.” Kieran giggled a bit, which made him feel silly, but he couldn’t help it. There was a great deal of joy in this, and he was going grasp it with both hands.
Lachlan arranged him on his back on the bed so he reclined on his pile of pillows, and he didn’t mind being manhandled. Not even a bit.
Lachlan knelt over him, eyes dragging over his skin like a touch. “You’re perfect.”
He stretched a little, showing off, feeling as if he really was perfect. The way Lachlan looked at him made him want to preen.
He also reached up to put a hand on Lachlan’s chest. “So are you. You’re strong, a true guardian, beautiful, like you’re carved from stone.”
Lachlan puffed up the tiniest bit and preened for him. It was adorable. Someone had not been praised enough in his life.
Kieran closed his eyes and focused his magic, letting Lachlan see it for the first time.
He could feel the light pouring from his fingertips, from his nose as he breathed out.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the shimmer of pure platinum, making Lachlan’s skin scales glimmer in the light, creating their own glow.
It was beautiful and telling because Lachlan’s true self was shining for him.
Lachlan’s eyes went wide. “You’re making me beautiful,”
Kieran chuckled and shook his head. “No, no, that’s you. I didn’t create the light. I just let you shine.”
Lachlan’s eyes flashed, and he reached down and tilted Kieran’s head up with one hand and drew him close, kissing him so deep that it made his eyes roll back in his head. He clung to those broad shoulders, shivering under the weight of Lachlan’s need.
He shook with the heat of the kiss. With the deep, rising tide of desire in his cock. His ass clenched, and he wanted to feel Lachlan’s dick, deep inside, filling him up, the knot swelling inside him.
“Can I test to see if you’re ready?” Lachlan asked when they broke for air.
“I am. I guarantee it.”
“I don’t want to rush you.”
Kieran laughed out loud. “You won’t be. I want you to knot me.”
Lachlan grunted, hips rocking that cock up against him. “I want that too. Soon. I’m so hard.”
“You so are. Delicious.” Kieran reached down and stroked him, base to tip.
“Mmmm. Feels so good. Your hand. I’ve dreamed about you.”
How amazing. He loved that.
“I’m ready for you, too. Make love to me, dragon. Let me feel you.” That was clear enough, he thought.
“Oh, love.” Lachlan bent to kiss him again, lips so hot on his, making him tingle from the force of it.
Lachlan settled between his spread legs, cupping his balls with one hand, then sliding beneath to prod with one finger at his hole. He bent one knee, spreading wider, giving Lachlan access.
Lachlan hummed, the sound vibrating all through his body, and that one finger slid inside him. His mate drew in a sharp breath. “So hot for me, so tight and wet.”
“You feel so good. Please don’t stop. Please. I need it so bad.” He sounded a little slutty when he did that, but it was okay. He could be that way for his mate. He had a feeling Lachlan would like it, and it wasn’t like anything they did together in the bedroom was bad.
This belonged to them and them alone, and it felt…delicious, to take their time and explore.
Another finger slipped in next to the first, Lachlan opening him up. He might be wet, but the stretch felt intense, his hole burning as he bore down. But this stunned him with how perfect it was.
He let his hands drag over Lachlan’s skin, petting him, admiring his mate with his touch. “You amaze me.”
“And you make me so happy, love.” Lachlan studied his face while he pushed those thick fingers in and out of him.
He spread wider, wanting fewer words and more touching. He was so wet that he was going to be able to take every inch of Lachlan’s cock with no problem.
“Are you ready, then, love?”
“Please!” He dug in with his heels and lifted his hips, making the offer even more clear,
So Lachlan tugged his fingers free, then moved up to press the broad head of his cock against Kieran’s hole.
Goosebumps rose on his skin, his whole body shivering and he arched, demanding that Lachlan take him.
Lachlan finally—finally— surged forward, sliding into him so deep. He didn’t hesitate or go inch by inch. He just took Kieran, heart and soul.
Kieran opened up and let it happen because he needed Lachlan, really more than he needed his next breath.
When Lachlan was seated deep, hips flush against Kieran’s, he pulled back enough to stare into Kieran’s eyes. “Are you ready for me to move, love?”
“Gods yes please.” He reached up and dug his nails into Lachlan’s shoulders then slid them back to where he could feel the wing joints if he stretched really hard. Kieran also wrapped his legs around Lachlan’s hips, holding him deep inside.
Chuckling, the sound a tiny huff of air, Lachlan pulled back then pushed forward, thrusting in a slow, steady motion.
It was delicious to be filled like this, finally, to feel Lachlan deep inside of him.
He met each and every thrust, rolling his hips and encouraging Lachlan to go deeper, to move a little bit faster, a little bit harder.
Soon they were slapping together, their bodies beading up with sweat. The colors on them were coming out as their scales started to pop up. Magic surrounded them, light coming out of their very pores, and he could see how amazing Lachlan was, how utterly gorgeous.
Such a dragon.
You’re the gorgeous one, my beautiful, beautiful mate.
Kieran panted, staring up at Lachlan. Can we agree that we’re both beautiful?
Lachlan’s laughter fell around him, a sound full of joy. We can absolutely agree on that. There’s all sorts of things we can come together on right now, like how my knot is going to engage any minute.
Yes, just like that. Kieran bore down with his muscles clenching around Lachlan, letting him feel everything. It was so wet and Lachlan was so hot and he could feel the swelling of Lachlan’s knot inside him.
Nothing had ever felt like this. He hadn’t felt like he was having bad sex when he got pregnant. He just didn’t know what mating felt like.
I just want you to think of us, love That’s it. He knew Lachlan wasn’t negating his past. He was just wanting them to start over together. Lachlan had a lot of not great stuff in his life, too and it didn’t need to intrude right now.
Kieran nodded and pulled himself up to kiss Lachlan on the mouth, holding on tight to his neck. He felt like he was dangling a little bit, those heavy muscles Lachlan carried around his neck and shoulders solid as a mountain.
Lachlan eased him back down to the bed and tipped his hips up a little bit farther before beginning to thrust in earnest. They rocked together and Lachlan slammed into him, moving as much as that swollen knot would allow.
It became more and more difficult for Lachlan to move and Kieran got breathless. His whole body on fire.
He kissed and licked any part of Lachlan that he could reach.
Lachlan’s upper arm, his, chest, his collarbone, and his chin.
Lachlan touched him in return, hands sliding all over his body: one holding his hip in place, the other tracing patterns on his skin, fingers pinching at his nipple and sliding between them to grab his cock.
It was perfect, amazing, more than he’d ever imagined with his other partners. This was heaven, and he wanted it to go on and on.
Thank the goddess that Lachlan seemed to agree, and the endless waves pushing into him didn’t ever slow.
His mate had some amazing stamina.
He planted his whole body, clenching his muscles tight as he tried to pull Lachlan deeper, hold him tighter, not allow him to ever stop.
“Never, sweet. I will never stop loving you, I promise.”
He laughed because that sound was so wonderful, but— “I imagine physically at some point we’ll have to take a break but not right now.”
“Not anytime soon. Tell me if it’s too much though, right?”
“You’re not going to hurt me. I know you’re not, and you feel so good inside me.”
Lachlan crowed, the sound raising the hair on the back of his neck and rattling his scales. It was so hot.
Kieran could feel his dragon’s knot begin to fill, spread him, drag inside of his body, and make his eyes cross. Utterly delicious.
Lachlan held him down then and thrust inside him, his knot barely moving but still swelling, still taking up so much space.
The heat and wetness of it made it so much easier, and he could hear the sounds they made as they came together.
At any other time it may have embarrassed him. Right now it just made him burn.
Stilling, Lachlan held his gaze. “Do you want this? Me? My knot? I can pull out.”
Did he?
Did he want to risk another baby, binding himself to his dragon even more?
“Yes.” He nodded, feeling as if he was absolutely soaring. “Please.”
Lachlan slammed in hard, jostling him, his knot engaging.
Completely. “Then you should have it.” Reaching down between them to grab his cock, Lachlan ground down into him, spreading him wide, knot pushing and pushing until he couldn’t feel anything but that.
Lachlan was asking him to come with every motion of that big body.
There was nothing he wanted more — just to come and shoot and fly. Seed poured out of him as Lachlan’s knot pushed in and locked them together.
It was perfect. Absolutely glorious.
He was soaring.
“I love you so much.” Lachlan bent and sealed their mouths together as he slammed against Kieran one last time, hips sawing back and forth as much as they could.
Basically he dragged Kieran with him, bouncing them on the bed. It was at that moment Lachlan came, filling him deep with wet heat. It was nothing like his own internal moisture.
This was pure magic, a flush of glorious flames.
When he came back to himself, it was almost anti-climactic, it made his body throb with pleasure and he was exhausted,. Kieran flopped back on the bed, arms over his head, letting the last of Lachlan’s movements bounce him around.
“Love.” Lachlan settled down against him, wings surrounding them.
Oh. Tears stung his eyes. Being enclosed by Lachlan’s wings felt, safe, warm, and wonderful. He’d never experienced anything like it, and Kieran wanted to stay there forever.
Or at least until Micah woke up. Whichever came first.