"What do I do?" Shean asked.
The driver moved uneasily into the back seat, his polished shoes scuffing against the floorboard.
"Turn around and lift your shirt so I can touch your back," Lian instructed.
Shean's hands shook as he slowly raised his shirt and turned so he sat with his back to the healer.
"Relax, take some deep breaths. This isn't going to hurt," Lian soothed.
"Um, okay." Shean's shoulders lowered and his tension eased at the healer's words.
"Ready?" Lian asked.
Shean nodded.
Nevair thought for a moment his driver would jump up and run out of the car, but Shean remained still.
Lian pressed his palms up against Shean's back until his hands covered the base of the driver's spine. Nevair's dragon tried to surge forward, the beast raging at the sight of Lian touching anyone else. The low hissing rubbed against Nevair's nerves.
Easy.Nevair pushed back.
Lian closed his eyes, the brilliant color vanishing beneath his closed lids. Pressure increased inside the limo as if a storm had rolled up and pumped extra weight into the air. The hairs on Nevair's arms tingled with electricity. Without warning, green flames burst from Lian's hands and spread across Shean's back like a wildfire. The driver gasped but didn't move. A blissful expression crossed Shean's face. Despite the magical fire crackling on bare skin, no smell of burning flesh filled the air. Abruptly, the flames snuffed out and Lian opened his eyes. For a second, Nevair thought he saw a reflection of the fire in Lian's eyes.
"Better?" Lian asked.
Shean rolled his shoulders, cautiously testing his back. "I feel wonderful. I can't remember the last time I didn't have pain. Thank you, Doctor. If you ever need anything you let me know."
"No problem." Lian's relaxed expression belied a man with incredible power at his fingertips. This easy-going newcomer had more ability than the head healer, without the attitude.
"Get me to the cathedral then you can take Lian to the medical center. He's here to do some research."
"No problem." Shean gave Lian one of his rare smiles before scurrying out of the vehicle with a new nimbleness.
As soon as the doors closed Nevair grabbed Lian's shirt and yanked him across the seats. The need to feel Lian's mouth against his overpowered every other thought in his head. Lian grinned and scrambled onto Nevair's lap, pressing his knees on either side.
"Mmm, just how I like my men, big and hard," Lian purred.
His hot, silken voice spiked Nevair's desire.
"You're amazing." Lian's ass filled Nevair's hands when he pulled the man closer. The feel of their erections rubbing together added to Nevair's excitement even through two layers of clothes.
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Lian wiggled closer to the sexy man and plunged his fingers into Nevair's thick, black hair that curled slightly at the base of his neck. Lian smiled as he played with the strands and placed soft kisses across Nevair's face.
"Why are we going to a cathedral?" Lian asked. Religious people gave him hives with their self-righteous hatred. He'd never had a positive encounter with a goddess-worshiping soul.
"I'm the Pontifex, it's where I live." Nevair slid his fingers down Lian's back obviously intent on returning to the kissing.
"What do you do?" Lian tried to scoot away. He had a bad feeling about this. Despite Lian's attempt to move, Nevair held him still with his strong grip.
"I'm the religious head of the planet Dragait." Nevair shrugged like it didn't matter.
Anger spiked through Lian. "Release me."
"Why?" Nevair asked with a frown.
"Because if you're like the religious leaders back home you need to remain pure. I refuse to be anyone's dirty little secret." Lian scowled at Nevair.
