Lian gave Nevair a long look. "Okay."
A weight tumbled off of Nevair's chest, relief shooting through him fast as dragon fire. Lian should've turned to Nevair when he had problems with Bourne, not a stranger. He'd talk to Lian about it later, after his mark appeared. He'd have one tattooed himself if he needed to.
"Turn over," Lian ordered.
"Why?"
"Because it's easier your first time."
"But I can't see you then." Nevair disliked the thought of not seeing Lian's eyes when he sank into Nevair's body.
"It's a better angle," Lian persisted.
Nevair shook his head. "No. I'll stay on my back."
Lian's sigh moved the hair on his forehead around. "Fine, have it your way."
"I hope you get used to saying those words," Nevair teased.
"Very funny." Despite his eye rolling and annoyance, Lian's touch couldn't have been any tenderer. Nevair jolted in surprise when Lian's slicked fingers circled Nevair's hole.
"You were carrying lube when you left?" Nevair couldn't let that stand. If Lian thought he could have sex with anyone else he needed a quick lesson in dragon protocol.
Lian grinned. "That would've been extremely forward thinking of me, but no, my attentive host has quite a collection of personal items for any guest. I think you're too innocent for most of it."
Nevair desperately wanted to look, but suspected Lian made the entire story up to get back at him for his suspicion. He vowed to check later when his lover left the room. Lifting his hips, Nevair spread his legs and gave Lian something to aim for.
"Sexy," Lian purred.
His growl, dragon-worthy and hot, sent shivers down Nevair's spine. His inner beast preened at the compliment. Lian tucked a pillow beneath Nevair's hips to help with the angle.
Absorbed in Lian's expression, Nevair jerked when Lian's fingers pushed gently inside his hole. "Sorry," he muttered when Lian pulled away.
"We don't have to do this," Lian reminded him.
"Yes, we do. I'm committed." Nevair kept his voice strong. He wouldn't back out.
"Or you should be," Lian muttered.
Nevair laughed just enough for his body to relax over Lian's intrusion. He had to give Lian credit; the man started slow and loosened him up before increasing the number of digits inside Nevair. After the initial discomfort he began to enjoy Lian fingering his hole.
"More. Inside me now." For a second his dragon balked.
Mine!It growled. Nevair sent it soothing thoughts while he tried to keep relaxed enough for Lian's entrance.
With a great deal more lube, Lian pushed inside.
"Oh." He'd expected more discomfort, maybe pain. He hadn't been prepared for the feeling of connection, of rightness. In that moment he became one with Lian and knew they belonged together.
"I'm not going to last long," Lian said in low desperate tones.
Lian's face, stunning in repose, increased in beauty while sliding in and out of Nevair's body. Eyes unfocused, body pumping, the man made Nevair's heartbeat patter louder as an orgasm tore its way through his body. Without a single touch, Nevair came.
"That is so fucking sexy," Lian growled. A shout later and Lian spurted out his orgasm inside of Nevair and collapsed on his body. Nevair cradled Lian like the treasure he was, his dragon thoroughly approved.
"I'm not giving you up," Nevair warned. "I don't care if you don't turn out to be my mate."
Lian laughed against Nevair's chest. "I had that impression."
