Standing behind him, I snaked my hand down his chest and over his belly, hovering over his rigid cock. Mylo squirmed. His tiny sounds of anticipation turned me on fiercely.
A growl of pleasure vibrated in my throat. I pressed my neck against Mylo’s cheek so he heard it. He exhaled a soft moan.
“Aurum,” he murmured, voice soaked with affection and trust. “You make me feel so good.”
Emotion and lust raged within me. My fangs elongated in my mouth.
I wanted to bite him. Claim him. Make him mine—forever.
Mylo wriggled his bare ass backwards, rubbing it against me.
“Dirty ferret,” I muttered, chuckling. “You know you’re playing with fire, right?”
“I mean, youarea dragon...”
My lips brushed the shell of his ear. “Tell me you want it.”
Mylo didn’t hesitate. He tipped his head back to meet my gaze. “I want it.”
Instantly, my fingers curled around the base of his cock. Mylo gasped. He shuddered as he melted against my chest, losing himself to pleasure. The warm weight of his body sent a lightning spark straight to my balls. My cock throbbed, pressing into his back.
My hand worked his sensitive shaft until it twitched and jerked. Unlike before, Mylo didn’t hold back this time. His moans and whimpers dissolved beneath the shower’s hot spray, but they were music to my ears. Every sound I wrung out of him only made me harder.
Mylo’s knees trembled. A high-pitched whine escaped his lips as he tossed his head back, grinding into my collarbone. I held steady, supporting him as he lost control. A few seconds later, he cried out, louder than the rushing water, his entire body shaking. A thick jet of cum erupted from his tip, painting the shower wall before the water washed it away.
Mylo gasped for air. His knees buckled, but I caught him.
“I’ve got you,” I said.
His face was red. “Thanks.” He chuckled sheepishly. “I came so fast... That was embarrassing.”
I smirked. “You were pent up. But don’t worry. I’ll help you with that.”
His lashes fluttered as he blinked. “You already did.”
“Oh, I’m not done with you yet, Mylo,” I growled. “In fact, I’ll never be done with you.”
His eyes widened, bright with passion. “Do you really mean that?”
Just like Mylo’s awful clothes, the last shreds of my hesitation finally burnt to a crisp. No more doubts—I knew for certain what I felt for Mylo now. It wasn’t just lust, or friendship, or even a crush.
It was love. Real, romantic love.
I could even say... he was my fated mate.
“It’s a promise,” I vowed, meeting his gaze steadily. “Want me to prove it?”
“How?” he breathed.
I parted my lips to reveal my dragon fangs. They’d refused to go away since we started feeling each other up.
“I want to bite you,” I told him.
“Like... in a sexy way?”
My voice came out as a rasp. “Like in an alpha dragon way.” I cupped his chin, making him look up at me. “The way that makes you mine forever.”
Mylo’s eyes glistened. He nodded firmly. “I want that.”
