I finished my workday and went home to the guy I was crazy about. I hated he was leaving town but understood we both had jobs. He will be back soon enough. I got off the elevator, and the front of the apartment was dark. I saw lights on in the office and the bedroom. I hedged my bets and went to the bedroom first. River was lying on his side, slightly curled up. Both dragons were against his stomach. All of them were sound asleep. I quietly removed my boots and pants and climbed onto the bed. I curled up behind him and put my arm aroundall 3 of them. I kissed River on the head. Napping with them sounded perfect.
I woke up and looked at the clock. It was 8 p.m. I had been asleep for about two and a half hours. My little family was still asleep. I got up quietly and went to the living room; I locked up the elevator and turned off the light in River’s office. His suitcase sat by the bedroom door, so I assumed he was ready to go. I grabbed bottles of water and freeze-dried beef for the kids. I looked through the fridge and grabbed celery, carrots, cheese, and crackers. If we needed food, we could eat this, but I didn’t plan to leave bed until morning.
I put a little water in my hand and rehydrated the meat. I whispered to Daisy. “Food then bed, little one.” Charlie followed her. I got them settled.
I went over and sat next to River. I gently ran my hands over his head. “Hey, beautiful, let’s get you into bed.” He looked up at me sleepily. “Did you just get home?”
“I’ve been home for about three hours. I even napped with you for a while.” He opened his eyes wide. He started rushing to sit up, and I put my hand on him gently to settle back.
“I am so sorry. I wanted to spend time with you tonight.” He put his head down. “The adrenaline wore off after meeting your sister, and I crashed.”
“Nothing to be sorry about. We have a lifetime of being together. Sometimes, we are going to be tired.” He sat up.
“Did you lock up? Feed the kids?”
“Yes. Yes. I even brought us water and a snack if you want something.” He kissed me on the cheek.
“You take such amazing care of me. I am so lucky.” It made me so happy to do small things for him. It puffed me up to know that he liked it and appreciated it.
“I’ll be right back.” He said.
I took off my shirt and boxer briefs and climbed into bed on my side. I turned off the light on the nightstand. It’s funny how this has become ‘my side’ of the bed, how this was home. I took a deep breath and just let the happiness soak in. I was exactly where I wanted to be.
I put my arms behind my head and closed my eyes. I heard River turn off the bathroom light and pad barefoot across the floor. He stepped over to the dragons and said good night to them quietly. I felt his weight on the bed and the blanket rise and fall as he got in beside me.
Without looking, I knew he was on his side facing me. He was so close to me that I could feel the heat radiating from his body. His hand found its way to my chest, and then he ran it down my stomach, where he spread his fingers. Everywhere skin touched skin, there was a trail of goosebumps. He ran the tips of his fingers through the fuzz from just below my belly button down to my groin. His hands on me gave me full-body chills. I can’t believe I liked someone touching me so intimately.
My eyes were closed, and I enjoyed just feeling. He pinched my nipple, which got my body’s attention. He moved his hand to the other side and gave me another hard pinch. I gasped and grabbed the sheets with one of my hands. He was pleased with my reaction because he went back for more.
“River, you are lighting everything in me on fire.” I groaned as he teased me again, and then his hand went down my thigh. He slid closer to me. I could feel the head of his cock as it rested on me. I shifted my leg and could feel his length as it slid against me easily, his arousal apparent based on the generous amount of precum already present.
“I’m not tired anymore.” I opened one eye as he looked at me. His lids were hooded, and his pupils were black, blown out from lust anddesire. I stared at his parted lips and listened to his uneven breathing. He was rock hard and full of desire. I lay there, his fingers dancing up and down my stomach. He pinched my nipple hard, and the pain sent a jolt of electricity through me. His strong hand wrapped around my shaft and stroked slowly. He twisted his wrist at the end, and his fingers ran over the head, collected the drops, and used them as a lubricant.
“Ngh. I can’t get enough of your touch.” I watched as he worked me over. I lost myself in the feeling of him handling me. When his hands were on me, it drove me wild, and he knew exactly what to do to keep me on edge. He had learned in this short time how to play my body like a virtuoso. He leaned over me and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. Biting me gently and then harder, making me light up from the base of my spine outward.
He moved on top of me, his skin on mine. Everywhere we touched made me shiver. His hungry mouth traveled up and down my body, stopping to give me a hard bite. I bucked into him each time, and he would look me in the eyes and grin. He licked my abdominal muscles, making little mewling sounds as he did so. He kissed down my ribs, hips, and pelvis. His tongue left a warm path, and then his breath cooled the spot he had just gone over. I felt worshiped. I felt loved. He slid back up my body, his thigh between my legs, and our dicks aligned. He moved his hips subtly, creating the slightest friction between us. My balls pressed against the flex of his muscled leg as he moved.
“I want you to claim me. I want to feel you every time I move for the next forty-eight hours. I want you to fuck the hell out of me.” My throat tightened, and my eyes got wide. I attempted to swallow but could only gasp.
“Yeah?” I managed to croak. He nodded slowly. I always took such care of him when we were together. His pleasure was my pleasure. To me, he was precious, and even though our sex was powerful andenthusiastic, I never used his body. The closest we came to that was when I rutted against him in the shower.
Reading my mind, he voiced what I was thinking. “I want you to use me. Your pleasure is my pleasure, and I want to feel like I am your possession for the next few days.” The fact that he used the words I was thinking renewed my feelings towards this man. I couldn’t deny the idea of taking him and claiming him. The thought made my balls tighten, and my cock ache.
“You’re sure?” I felt like I had to confirm one last time. I knew once I started, there would be no turning back.
“Definitely.” That was all the encouragement I needed. I grabbed his waist and flipped him flat on his back. He gasped as he landed. He looked at me with such trust and desire my breath caught. I then gave him exactly what he asked for. I treated him like the powerful man he was, knowing he could take my aggression. I kissed and sucked on his neck, making sure not to leave a mark that would show when he got dressed for work. The rest of his body was free game.
I left bruises on his stomach and chest. I bit his shoulders and collarbones where hickeys raised to the surface. I knew he would see all those marks in a mirror and know he was mine. I licked along his hip and down to his balls, where I sucked them into my mouth. The noises he made caused me to rub against him any chance I got. My hands took their place while I used my teeth lightly on his throbbing shaft, scraping the taut skin. I then tugged his length roughly, making sure he hadn’t forgotten who was in control. I flipped him over so he was face down.
I tapped his thigh. “Get on your hands and knees.” He did as he was told. River then presented his ass to me, and he looked vulnerable. I would enjoy making him beg. I got on my knees behind him and spread his ass cheeks. I gazed at his puckered hole before loweringmy mouth to it. I licked him without giving his entrance any special attention. Every time my tongue crossed over the sensitive nerves, he shuddered. I reached under him, massaging his balls that were hanging heavily between his legs.
I drove my tongue down on him. “Oh. God. Aaron.” I licked the rim, then sucked and slurped the sensitive area. I would back off and then run my tongue up and down, just teasing his quivering entrance. He started to moan and reached for his cock. I slapped his hand away.
“Oh, no, sir. You do not get to touch yourself.”
He whimpered. “Please.”
“I said no.” He huffed, but I went back to driving him crazy. My tongue loosened his tight hole, which made it more pliable, and I drove my tongue into him.
