Somewhere amid all that passion, Rian undressed. I couldn't say when. I was too focused on our kiss. But when he lowered me onto the carriage floor to lie atop the fur lining of my cloak, only skin met mine. Flesh and teeth. Wet sucking. Wild kisses. His hands lifted me. My body bent. And then he was licking me down there, my cock bobbing onto my belly, sacs tightening in need.
When I was wet enough, the King lowered me and rose to his knees. I took my legs from him, spreading them wide even as I pulled them back, and he stared at me with such possession, such blatant aggression, that my body went still, as if the prey in me sensed the predator in him and wanted to hide. But there was no hiding from this. No denying it.
“I'm yours,” I said.
With a savage growl, he took what belonged to him.
Rian's body entered mine, sliding in bit by bit until I accepted all of him. We groaned with that completion and started to move in ancient ways. Long, slow undulations that built pleasure. A joining that had been happening on Serai for thousands of years. Nothing special. But it was. It was miraculous. I had a sense of him as never before. As if more than his flesh was entering me.
Between us, the Inner Eye gleamed.
Maybe it was that tribal symbol. The magic of the mountain people granting me insight. But I hoped it was Rian's magic. That this was the moment he'd claim me as his mate. My insides felt as if they shimmered, every thrust of Rian's cock sending another wave of bubbling joy through me. I stared up at him, loving the way his muscles bulged and body strained, reaching for completion. Soon. He would come soon, and then I would know.
“My jewel,” Rian growled. “I can't hold on much longer.”
I braced my feet against the benches and took my cock in hand. Holding his intense stare, I worked myself. It didn't take long. A few strokes from the both of us were all I needed. Then I was squeezing him and shooting my release into an arc that fell upon my chest. I prayed he would add to it tenfold.
“Galin,” Rian grunted and pulled out.
Here it was. The moment that would change everything.
Rian came in a thick stream over me, the glossy ribbon falling to stripe my belly. His hips locked forward, the blushing tip of his cock emerging from his fist, skin pulled back to turn his shaft into a spear. Another spurt came forth.
Then the King shuddered and fell forward onto his hands.
Between us, our cum cooled on my body.
We panted. Rian's head hung. I looked away. The disappointment was tangible. I could feel it in the air. I wasn't the only one who had expected more from that joining.
Rian shuddered and lifted his head. Before I could read his expression, he kissed me, lingering over it. Then he turned to find his jacket and pulled a handkerchief from it. Withoutmeeting my stare, he cleaned my chest. Then he slid the handkerchief back into his pocket and slipped up onto the seat.
I just laid there, spent and naked upon the fur, then pulled it around me and curled onto my side.
“Galin?” Rian whispered.
“Just give me a moment, my love.”
“I felt it too. We were so close.”
“And yet not there.”
“It will happen soon.”
“Perhaps.”
Rian cursed. I heard him get dressed, so I pushed myself to sit up and do the same. We didn't look at each other.
“Damn it, Galin, look at me.”
Ah. Correction; I didn't look at him. After he demanded it, I did. What I found would have floored me if I hadn't already been on the floor.
The Dragon King's eyes were wet. Glossy with tears. He opened his arms.
With a broken cry, I went into them, kneeling between his legs once more. Rian held me with his whole body, wrapping himself around me, and we shuddered through the pain of an unfulfilled promise.
“I am still confident in our connection,” Rian whispered into my hair. “But it kills me to see you hurt. Don't fret, my love.Have faith in us. If not for yourself, for me. I'm a Dragon. I can bear any pain, no matter how great. Any but yours.”
I sobbed and clutched at him, laying my head on his lap. Rian stroked my hair back and made soft sounds until the disappointment drained and I was left in a limp puddle.
