Jory let out a squeak as Val ripped his boxers off, tossing them behind him onto the floor.
"I had planned on wearing those again."
He abandoned his complaint when Val stroked Jory's body with his warm hands, scrambling his brains. The gorgeous man moaned, claiming Jory's lips and preventing any further scolding.
"Mmm," Jory hummed into the kiss. He gripped the other man's hair, the midnight silky texture sliding between his fingers.
He couldn't get enough.
Jory gave a low growl when Val pulled back.
"I have to remove the rest of my clothes, beautiful."
Jory gave a heavy sigh. "Hurry."
Val stripped off his remaining clothing with flattering speed. With yards of golden skin stretched over hardened muscles and a feral gleam in his eyes, Val was like a wild animal preparing to claim his mate.
"I need to be inside you," Val groaned, running his hands over Jory's body.
"Yes… please… now," Jory panted. Really, it was amazing he could form words between gasps as an overload of sensation short-circuited his brain. In a haze of need, Jory felt Val's tentative touch as he used his fingers, slicked and searching, to enter his hole. He must have grabbed some lube from the dispenser on the wall while Jory admired his body.
Val's movements were strong and sure, his long fingers confidently pegging Jory's gland with a knowing touch.
Jory relaxed his body and let the larger man take control.
He gasped. "Keep that up and I'm going to come."
"Not without me." Val's voice, hard and commanding, cut through the cloud of desire enfolding Jory.
He watched through passion-glazed eyes as Val took a moment to take care of the necessities. He didn't bother telling the man he was immune to disease, as his body would kill anything that tried to attack it. Jory couldn't even get a cold, but now was not the time to discuss his abilities, not with the sexiest man he'd ever seen lifting Jory's legs and sliding inside him in one smooth movement.
"Oh. Yes." Deep. Hard. The only noises in the room were moans, grunts, and the slap of flesh against flesh.
Brilliant green eyes filled with lust shone down at him. The intensity of the moment shook Jory to the core. Although he'd had many affairs in his short life, he'd never felt a moment of connection like this one.
Val caressed Jory's cock, sliding up and down his shaft with rough calloused fingers. Intense sensation spiked through Joriah's body. It only took a few pumps before he gave it up. Clamping down hard, he heard Val grunt his release. Then, while he was still riding the wave of his orgasm, Val's teeth pierced his shoulder in a sharp stab of pain.
"Ouch."
"Shh, my treasure," Val whispered, licking the spot where he'd bitten and sending a soothing sensation down Jory's spine.
Val slid slowly out and, taking a deep breath, vaulted off the bed. While Jory was still blinking from the suddenness of everything, he returned with a warm cloth and wiped the liquid off Jory's stomach with a gentle touch.
"Sleep, baby, take a nap. We can talk later."
Talk? Talk about what?
He didn't get a chance to ask because after tossing the cloth, the big man wrapped himself around Jory like a big muscular teddy bear and promptly fell asleep.
A few moments later, Jory joined him.
* * * *
Duke Valer Klarian woke slowly. The warmth at his side moved slightly, alerting him to the fact he wasn't alone.
Jory.
Staying at the spaceport to unwind before heading home turned out to be the best idea he'd ever had. As the duke of the northern provinces, it was his duty to find a suitable mate. He didn't know about Jory's suitability, but he was definitely his mate. His dragon DNA had identified the man as soon as he'd entered the terminal. If the pretty man had followed the triplets, his dragon would've taken over and hunted him down. He was glad Jory changed his mind, because Val didn't want their first interaction to be him, in dragon form, slaughtering others who dared to touch his mate.
