Dex seemed thoughtful. “Getting off on being scared does give me a deep kind of satisfaction, but you make it sound like I’m mastering my fear.”
“Aren’t you?”
Dex’s cheeks flushed, and he tucked his face outof sight, but not before Luc caught his smile. “I don’t know if I’m mastering it. It’s more like I’m giving it to you,” he whispered.
Luc’s breath stuttered. “Then I’ll guard it with everything I have.”
“I like giving you things to look after. Um…” Dex’s face froze like he’d surprised himself with that admission.
“Wonderful, because I like looking after you.” Luc’s fire smoldered at the way Dex’s whole body softened, melding into him even more. “Tonight was hot. Exciting. I’ve never hunted someone like that, watching for hours, drinking you in. Biding my time. I loved every moment. What else did you like about tonight, other than giving me your fear?”
Dex relaxed and answered like the words were bursting from him. “Struggling and being naked in the street with you on top of me, and knowing you were watching when I couldn’t see you. I liked being your captive. Your plaything,” he added eagerly.
Luc nearly purred. Perhaps Dex considered it less vulnerable to admit he enjoyed being Luc’s plaything than saying he liked being taken care of, but Luc wondered if the two weren’t connected.
A plaything and a captive were both for Luc to look after—Luc’s responsibility—and it was no mystery why Dex longed to be cared for. He might not be looking for a Daddy, but he seemed to crave the nurturing he’d lost from his life as much as Luc longed to nurture his mate and use his affinity for control for good.
“I liked all those things too,” Luc said. “Especially you as my captive. Would you do any of it again?”
“Yeah.” Dex laughed like the question hardly needed asking. “I’d do it all again.”
Luc’s chest warmed. “What about controlling your pleasure. How did that go?”
Dex lifted his chin. “I didn’t touch myself, just like I promised.”
“Such a good boy, but I meant, did you enjoy it? Would you like to do something like that again?”
“Oh.” Dex pressed closer to Luc, averting his eyes. “I didn’t realize we’d stopped. I want to keep going.”
A low purr filled the air. “You do? Why? Tell me why you enjoyed it.”
“I don’t know. It was like we were connected all the time. Like I was doing something for you and earning something I wanted.”
Always connected. Like they would be with their mating bond. “In that case, let’s see if you can earn another orgasm.”
Dex nodded eagerly, and Luc covered Dex’s mouth with his. When the kiss ended and Luc drew back, Dex’s eyes remained shut. He had to be exhausted.
“Don’t fall asleep. We have to clean off and eat something.”
Dex opened one eye. “I’m not hungry.”
“Maybe not, but I drank substantially from you, so you need to eat before going to sleep.”
“Fine.” Dex closed his eyes again, a tiny smile on his face.
Luc cleaned them with magic and evaporated the mess from the sheets. He propped Dex on the pillows and fetched him water and a small box of cookies.
Back on the bed, Luc pulled Dex onto his lap. Dex squirmed, rubbing his ass against Luc until Luc’s cock hardened.
He gripped Dex’s hips. “Eat your cookies, little tease.”
Dex held still and ate quietly for a few minutes. “Can I touch your wings?” he asked in a rush like he couldn’t hold the words back a second longer.
Luc’s wings rested against the headboard, wingtips drapedover the sides of the bed. He ruffled his feathers, bringing one wing around and lightly stroking down Dex’s spine.
“Touch all you like.”
Dex ran a hand along the ridge of Luc’s other wing. “All of you is so warm. Your feathers are like silk.” He shivered as Luc stroked the exposed skin of his back from neck to ass.
