Garridan couldn’t stop himself from shouting out his pleasure. He wanted to prolong the experience, make it last longer than just a few strokes in and out. It seemed that wasn’t to be, though. Sage’s bite was too intense. His orgasm slammed through him. He sank his teeth into the scar on Sage’s shoulder.
The second he did, he felt something slip into place. His dragon took a step back and he felt as if he could breathe again, as if the small part of himself that he locked away was set free.
He felt Sage’s pleasure. It was so intense that it made him orgasm again, even though that was an impossibility at that point. He moved inside Sage a couple more times, trying to prolong the pleasure for both of them.
Garridan let his teeth recede, licking at the wound. Garridan kissed it before moving up his neck, breathing in Sage’s scent.Sage.My Sage.
My Garridan. Your dragon isn’t on the surface anymore.
Chapter Eleven
Shit. Sage was going to cry and he really didn’t want Garridan to know, so he latched on, burying his face in the crook of Garridan’s neck. When he sniffled, he could kick himself.
Garridan stiffened. “Did I hurt you?”
“No,” Sage whispered, the question making the tears flow even more. Garridan tried to pull away again, but Sage held him firmly, tightening his legs around Garridan’s waist so he wouldn’t leave. He wasn’t ready.
“I’m sorry,” Garridan whispered.
“Please don’t let go of me,” Sage said when he could.
Garridan tightened his hold, his fingers laced through Sage’s hair and he began rubbing his face all over Sage.
“Am I scaring you?”
“Not at all. My feelings for you are intense. That’s the only reason I’m crying. I’m just happy, Garridan. I promise,” Sage said when he stopped sobbing long enough to actually get the words out. “I think I just got my man card revoked.”
“Man card?”
“It means I’m crying like a girl, for a girly reason.”
“If you’re crying because our love making just made you happy then I’d say that’s a very good thing. I don’t think gender has anything to do with it, Sage.”
Sage smiled. “You’re right.”
“I feel you in my mind.” Garridan pulled back just enough to meet his gaze. He wiped the tears away. “I like you there.”
“Me too. Sorry about getting weird.”
Garridan studied his expression. “It tells me you love me.”
“Yes.”
“I feel it too.” Garridan said it so matter-of-factly that it took a second for Sage to comprehend Garridan’s words.
When Sage finally did process it, he kissed Garridan. Garridan’s soft cock slid out of him even as he deepened the kiss, licking at the seams of Sage’s lips. Sage opened up, letting Garridan’s tongue sweep across his own, giving as good as he got. If they didn’t stop, they would never leave the room. Then again, Sage didn’t have any pants anyway so he might as well stay in that bed forever.
Garridan was the one who ended the kiss.
“I didn’t freak out,” Sage said.
Garridan smiled but didn’t comment. Sage wondered if Garridan knew just how safe he felt.
“We should get cleaned up,” Sage said.
“I’m not ready to move yet,” Garridan said.
Sage chuckled. “You’re getting heavy.”
