"Please!" he begged. "Please touch me!"
I flicked my tongue out lightly, touching his slit, and tasted his pre-cum. He tasted nearly as sweet as his blood. I heard him inhale through his teeth. I knew I was driving him crazy, and that was what I was aiming for. I wanted him out of his mind with lust. I moved down low to his big balls, nestled in his trimmed red pubic hair. The carpet definitely matched the curtains. I started licking his cum-filled sack and moved up his length.
His breathing got heavier, and he writhed with pleasure. I took him in my mouth, sucking his head. Swirling my tongue over his crown, I moved my tongue under his foreskin and nibbled on the flesh. He jerked upward and moaned loudly. I pinned him down as I pleasured my mate with a blowjob, going lower and taking him down my throat. I felt his balls tighten as I moved them inmy fingers, and I knew he was close to coming. I squeezed them tightly, bringing him back from the brink. I wanted to draw out his pleasure.
He hissed in ecstasy, trying again to move his hips. I kept my hold firm and sighed with pleasure at his taste. I continued the sweet torture, bringing him just to the point of coming and back down.
“Please, please, please. I need to come,” Roarke cried.
I grinned. This was precisely how I wanted him, begging. My arousal matched his, and I couldn't take any more. I needed to taste him fully. I moved halfway up his length and bit, my fangs piercing like little needles on his cock. Roarke shouted as he came, and I drank down his blood and seed. The combination was like ambrosia and took me over the edge. I felt myself coming along with him. As he stopped, I pulled back and licked him clean.
"You bit my cock," he panted. "I can't believe you bit my cock—and it felt amazing." He paused, catching his breath.
"Give me a moment, and I'll return the favor," he said.
I laughed. "No need. I came when you did; you taste divine."
He laughed a breathy laugh and looked at me. We sat there in silence, enjoying the afterglow until his stomach rumbled. I laughed as he looked sheepish.
"Come on. Let's shower and get food in your belly. I, at least, had some of your blood," I said, getting up.
He lay there looking up at me.
"I'm hungry, but I don't know if I can move," he said frankly.
I reached down and grasped his arms, pulling him up. "Come on, we can get soapy together and talk serious stuff."
"Serious stuff?" he queried, a note of concern in his voice.
"Yeah, serious stuff, like us becoming fathers and all the stuff we need to prepare," I replied. "And you have to tell me all about baby dragons. I realized I haven’t asked you or Ben a lot of questions, and we need to figure things out."
“Okay, I'll answer all your questions," he said.
He walked over to me and pulled me into a hug. I felt his love through our bond, and it was all-encompassing.
I love you, I thought through our bond and opened myself to him, allowing him to feel how much I cared for him, too.
I love you, too, he thought back.
My Mate Said It Clearly
Roarke
By the time Devin and I finished the shower, I was well and super hungry. It turned out that getting soapy and wet together was not conducive to serious talks. Devin ended up pinning me against the shower wall and filling my ass. I loved how he took control. It was something I’d always longed for but couldn't find in anyone else. Everyone always assumed because of my size and demeanor, I'd be the top.
As we made our way down the stairs, we heard laughing and talking in the kitchen. I stopped dead in my tracks. I recognized those voices.
Impossible. How are they here? How did they find me?I thought.
Devin paused a few steps below and turned to me with a question on his face. I must have amplified my thoughts, and he heard me. I'd need to learn to control that.
Who are they?He whispered through our bond.
My brothers. I don't know how they found me or what they are doing here. I thought back.
Devin gave me a look.Why are you worried about them? I thought you were close to your family.
I am close to my family. It's just—they’ve never come looking for me, and I never told them about you, or what happened with my lineage.
