“Put medown, dragon!”
Levi ignored the hissed command and kicked open the door to the bedroom. “Draw from me. Make the silence ward again. Sophie will appreciate it.”
“Shh,” Iason muttered, and Levi felt the tug on his power as Iason wove the spell around them. “I wonder whose magic I was using in Staria. I could change myself, take on other people’s faces. I thought it was inherent magic, but it wasn’t. I stole it like I steal yours.”
“You use mine because I allow it,” Levi corrected, toppling him onto the bed. “And you probably used ambient magic. There’s plenty in Duciel. It’s the capital. It’s the same in most places: cities seem to form where the magic is the strongest.” He pulled at Iason’s shirt, making short work of it and tossing it to the floor.
“They don’t have magic in Staria.”
Levi looked up from where he was contemplating Iason’s chiton, which should be easy to remove since he’d taken off his boots before dinner. “Of course they do. Magic is everywhere.”
“Not enough magic for the kind of mages we have in Mislia, then. I, ah—” Iason arched up as Levi slid his pants free, palming his cock as he did so.
“You can be loud, but you should stop talking unless it’s about me,” Levi said, admiring Iason, bare on the bed beneath him.
Iason put an arm over his eyes and gave a helpless laugh. “I can’t believe I find the things you say arousing.”
“You’re aroused because you like that I’m a god,” Levi said. “You find it interesting, just like I find you interesting. I don’t know why that’s difficult to understand.”
“You find me interesting, dragon, because I forced a bond on you—”
Levi moved like a lightning strike, grabbing Iason’s chin and pulling until his gaze met Levi’s. “No one forces me to do anything, even you. If we have this bond, some part of me wanted it.”
“That’s not true,” Iason said, but there was a breathlessness in his voice that Levi thought sounded hopeful.
“I told you. I’m no storm that can be tamed. We are bound, yes. But if you weren’t worthy, no amount of praying, no amount of desperation or wizard’s untapped talent would have let you take my power. I think this happened because it had to. I was spending too much time as a dragon, and you were… not spending enough as a wizard. Do you know why I’m the god of creation and destruction, Iason? Because nature seeks balance in all things, and I am a storm that beheld itself and knew I was necessary.”
Iason grabbed him and kissed him, and Levi allowed it, kissing him deeply before gently pushing Iason to his back. “Let’s get you out of your head so you can tell me what happened today. Draw on me if you like. But you’re going to feel good, and I’m going to make you.” Levi bit him, on the shoulder and then lower, over the scars on his chest, his abdomen, his thighs.
He pushed Iason’s legs apart and took his cock in his mouth, taking him deep all at once. Iason hissed, eyes half-closed as he grabbed at Levi’s hair. Levi sucked him hard, smacking him lightly on the thigh to let him know it was all right if Iason wanted to fuck his throat.
Iason was too gentle for that, at first—and how strange that he thought himself a monster, when Levi doubted that, even as an assassin, he’d taken any pleasure in causing pain or the killing blow—and Levi had to make it clear how much he liked making Iason fall apart. He was rubbing himself against the mattress as he sucked Iason’s cock, tasting the slightly salty, bitter pre-come as he rubbed his tongue along the shaft and took him to the root, nose pressed against Iason’s curly pubic hair as he swallowed.
“Fuck,” Iason moaned, thighs tensing beneath Levi’s hands. Levi held him there, sucking him and making his throat tight for Iason to fuck, which he finally did—but only after Levi slid his hands under Iason’s ass and grabbed it, encouraging Iason to thrust into his mouth.
If he was going to do this, he expected Iason to enjoy it properly.
Levi sucked him right to the edge then backed off, once, twice, and then a third time before Iason swore at him and kicked lightly at his flank. “Ah, you’re—teasing.”
Levi took his time drawing off Iason’s cock, which was wet and slick when he tilted his head to smile up at Iason. “Yes. Do you want more? Want to fuck my throat until you come down it?”
“Yes, gods, please,” Iason begged, grabbing at Levi’s hair, but he stopped and stared down at Levi. “Your eyes. They don’t usually look like—like that.”
Levi wondered what that meant, but he didn’t stop to find out. He could feel something, a tickle beneath his skin, the phantom ache of wings furled too long. But he sucked Iason’s cock down again, keeping his jaw relaxed so Iason could fuck his mouth, reveling like the dragon he was as Iason moaned and thrashed and drove mindlessly toward his release.
Levi’s teeth were maybe alittlesharper as he dragged them up Iason’s shaft, his tongue abitforked as he used it on the head of Iason’s cock, flicking with inhuman speed. Iason cried out, and it took only a few more thrusts before he came hot down Levi’s throat. Levi sucked him until his cock went soft and he twitched away, oversensitive from his orgasm, gasping for breath.
Levi slid up his body and smiled down at him. “There. That’s better, isn’t it.”
“Yeah,” Iason managed, still flushed. “It is. Do you want—”
“To fuck you so you make those noises again,” Levi said, kissing him, sucking on Iason’s tongue before pulling back.
“Stop that,” Iason muttered, but he looked far more relaxed, arms behind his head, skin still flushed, though his cock lay soft on his thigh. “Your eyes, though.”
Levi tossed his braids over his shoulder, then padded to the mirror. He leaned close and blinked. His eyesweredifferent—the pupils were slit, and they were the same color as the bioluminescence that illuminated the underground lake in the cave. They glowed just as brightly, too. They were slightly larger than his eyes normally were in this form, tipped at the ends, without a single hint of white.
They were his dragon’s eyes. Levi smiled, and saw his teeth were a little too sharp. “Ah, look at that. My form is coming back.”
