The jangle of chains, glinting in evening light, swung and drew Varis’s gaze, hypnotizing him into holding back, riding pleasure for the sake of it until he lost track of the moments.
Into darkness, Varis sank, behind heavy eyelids as he took heavy breaths and welcomed Ghreid’s generous strokes. He gave pleasure as much as he received, a bedmate worthy of a creature like himself. A glorious moment of peace enveloped Varis, a dip before the ramp of pleasure that shot through him, jerking hard behind his navel. His cock, inconsequentially erupted, spilling over his tunic and exposed flesh—no doubt the couch as well. Their attendants would be cleaning that later and they were paid very generously, but still, Varis felt immense guilt twisting in the second orgasm that followed, one that swallowed his entirety, emanating from his core and exacerbated by Ghreid’s firm grip palming his cock for long, fervent strokes.
Time stretched as Ghreid slammed home, his heartbeat thundering in Varis’s ass. Each pulse made him feel fuller, knot and seed swimming in harmony within him as a final sigh of pleasure drew his eyes open.
With hedonistic gazes, they stared at one another. Wonder and desperation welled in Ghreid’s face, obscuring by a waterfall of golden hair as he dipped his head down to breathe in sawing breaths. Every motion tugged his knot, and every breath made it redouble. His body truly wanted to breed Varis. Fingertips, sharp as daggers, traced a gentle line down Varis’s temple before combing through thick locks cut into a somewhat-stylized mane to complement his horns, and Varis hummed.
“You are so beautiful right after I fuck you senseless.” Ghreid’s breathless voice held a husk in it that rumbled as if his dragon lurked right beneath his flesh. “Even when I’m not.”
Varis couldn’t contain his smile. Unrestrained, it stretched his lips until his face nearly hurt. Ghreid was so alien, humanoid in appearance, certainly, but his face was godlike, chiseled andgorgeous. High cheekbones and eyes so golden made Varis wonder who their little ones would favor. Though, with dragons, hair and eye color were irrelevant and more akin to the chromatic nature of their being. Ghreid was gold, and Varis? Jewel tones of fluorite and amethyst. He was a creature of the sea, like pearls and abalone nacre. But where best did a treasure like him fit than set inside gold?
Ghreid adjusted his hips and aided, with a finger, a gentle slide from Varis’s tender hole. Cum leaked, pooling on the cushion where audible drips told him it hit the floor. A contented rumble involuntarily erupted from Varis’s chest.
“I love you more than anything.” Ghreid leaned down to give him a gentle kiss.
“I love you too.” Varis had something witty on the tip of his tongue. But, like a dandelion seed in a breeze, it scattered away into a smile to be someone else’s problem later. Or sooner.
“Want to love me just a little less?” Ghreid sighed and gave him a pitying look.
“What? Nooooo!” Varis leaned his head back.
“I’m afraid so. Family is coming and it may be our last night to be rowdy for a minute.” Ghreid leaned down to nose along his cheek. “Rath wants more guards here for the time being. Something tells me he’s got more intel than he’s handing over. Plus, he’s having to drag Falustus over and Lapryda is no better. Such a homebody. And since Graylan is coming and Asha and Rath—”
“Slath?” Varis sighed in relief. He loved Asha, but Slath was more fun, though he seemed to find Asha good company, too.
“And Lyss—you might like her.” Ghreid chuckled, and Varis tilted his head. He’d heard tales of the woman, but meeting her would surely be an experience.
Varis sighed. As much as he really wanted to have company once more, with weeks to go before his eventual laying, sexwould be scarce after. Supposedly. And he also wondered how sex would work with hatchlings running around. Certainly, they’d need to be more discreet.
Ghreid rubbed a hand over the slow well of Varis’s belly. “You were made to carry our young, you know? Certainly Asha never filled out this well.”
Varis rolled onto his back and accepted the gentle touches. “Was Asha not this big this far in?”
“No. He struggled to eat at times, though.” Ghreid leaned down to kiss Varis’s belly. As if on cue, it gave an audible growl. “And that, you have no problems with.”
“Hmm, all to the belly, I’m afraid. Wouldn’t mind a little extra on my bottom, though. You can be rough riding me, love.” Varis shifted his hips as Ghreid pulled his pants back into place, taking care to rake his hand over his plump but soft cock.
“Well, you know the chef left you a second plate in the warming oven for when you’re ready.” Ghreid leaned in to give Varis the sweetest of kisses, and if Varis could live on those alone, he would. And he’d grow fat on them.
“I love Carlton so very much.” Varis moaned as the ache in his stomach gnawed at him so deeply.
“I feel jealous.” Ghreid laughed and stood, scooping Varis into his arms with a gentle sway. “I must do something spectacular to compete with him, mustn’t I?”
And Varis would never complain. No treasure laid upon him, no sweet words, nothing could make Varis love him more.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Ghreid
Falustus paced around a cavernous room, face twisted into a needless sneer. “A church? Really, Brother?”
“The fates spoke to Varis.” Ghreid shrugged. “Also, you’ve always wanted to desecrate a church.”
“But like, a real church—” Falustus gestured about, pointing at the stained glass image of an old robed man with hands raised and golden light raining down upon him. “It’s literally an effigy of a dung lord being pissed upon!”
“Those are the rays of godly light, sir.” A meek young male raised a hand and cleared his throat, face a mask of blush so fierce it made him favor a tomato.
“And that just makes it worse. It’sboring!” Falustus sighed heavily and grabbed the male, barely an adult by the looks of him, by his hand and strode around upturned and broken pews. “An assembly room of some sort. What is the purpose of this room? Seems like it would be an expensive waste to heat. Perhaps this is why the place is upturned, Lurid.”
