"Oh, sweetheart," Val said, kissing his cheek. "Only first-timers need to have sex with more than one person. I won't touch anyone but you until the god binds us."
Jory shared the one thing he was worried about. "But what if he doesn't bind us?"
Val cupped the back of his head and turned Jory just enough to place a bone-melting kiss on his lips. "Borl has to match us, because for the first time, I know what it means to find my soulmate."
Ignoring the little voice in his head whispering there were so many ways this could go wrong, Jory let himself be persuaded by his large lover.
With his rough fingertips, Val traced Jory's hole. Moaning, Jory pushed back against his lover's touch.
"Please, Val. Fuck me."
"Did you enjoy him?"
Jory nodded. Val might not like the answer, but he wasn't going to start their relationship with lies.
"What did you do?"
"Sucked him off."
"And he let you leave?"
Jory's laugh broke when Val shoved his way inside in one motion.
"Ahhh." Only his instant healing prevented him from feeling pain.
"Sorry, treasure," Val said, his voice heavy with guilt. "I can't hold back."
Val pinned Jory's hips with his large hands as he plunged in and out of his hole. He barely felt the water dripping from above as his entire world shrank to the connection of flesh against flesh. It only took a few strokes, with Val's cock hitting him in just the right way, before Jory exploded against the tiles.
"Yeah, that's it. Just like that." A low groan signaled Val's release. Right before he let go, he plunged his teeth into Jory's shoulder, making Jory's cock pulse out the remaining cream. He slowly pulled away, turning Jory around so he could press their lips together. "You are mine, and no god or goddess will tear us apart."
His energy sapped from the events of the day, Jory let his lover rinse him off. Val turned off the water before pulling Jory out of the shower and drying him.
"Come on, treasure. Off to bed. You've had a long day, and there are events to attend tomorrow."
Jory let Val pull him into the next room. He glanced around for the dragon. "What did you do with the dragon?"
"The what?" Val turned to look at him.
"The dragon."
"What dragon?"
"I found a baby black dragon today. I was going to take her to someone named Maurek tomorrow to see if I can find her a home."
Val stopped and took Jory's face in his large hands. "You must've been dreaming, honey. There's no such thing as a black dragon."
Jory jerked away from the other man's touch. "Yes, there is." Looking around he saw the window was cracked open a bit. "Maybe she went out there." He opened the window farther but didn't see anything in the darkness of the night.
"Come back to bed, Joriah. Maybe she'll be here in the morning." Jory looked back to see his lover standing with his hand out. He wasn't convinced Val really believed him, but he was willing to let it go in the interest of peace.
He let the larger man pull him into his arms and settle him in bed. Snuggling down, he let the exhaustion take him away.
Chapter Eight
Something was scratching at his skin. At his first twinge of awareness, Jory felt something hard settle on the middle of his stomach, and a low vibration rumble against his skin.
Memories of the day before filtered into his subconscious as he blinked awake. Never a man who woke easily, it took Jory a moment to identify the scaly black creature curled on his stomach.
