“He gets nervous that he will disrespect Zane in some way.”
Chrysander lifted an incredulous brow. “How could he ever do that?”
“I have no clue. He is amazing, and he loves Zane very much.”
“I should tell you something.”
“What’s that?”
“I love someone very much as well.”
Ellery eagerly accepted Chrysander’s kiss. “That is interesting. Is it anyone I know?”
“You might’ve heard of him.”
Lifting his chin so Chrysander could better nibble Ellery’s neck, he tried to keep the thread of their conversation going while his body hummed with the desire that always rested just below his skin for his other half. “Can you be more specific?”
After leaving a trail of soft kisses over his jaw, Chrysander tongued the two earrings Fate left in Ellery’s ear after they were mated, which always drove him wild inside. “He’s an elf.”
Ellery wasn’t sure why everyone insisted on focusing on that part of him first, but his dick was hard, and he wasn’t going to get into a disagreement with Chrysander over it. “Just an elf?”
Pushing his hands under Ellery’s tunic, Chrysander slid his palm over the muscles of his belly. “No, he’s a hybrid.”
“That is certainly interesting,” Ellery managed as Chrysander toyed with one nipple.
“They say dragon mixes die at their first shift, but not my mate.”
Ellery spread his legs and bent his knees, cradling Chrysander’s hips between them. The thick length of Chrysander’s cock bumped into his and caused him to let out a moan. “I may have heard of him.”
“He’s the most beautiful dragon in the world.”
Clutching Chrysander’s short locks tighter, the dragon brought his lips close enough to taste. Ellery dipped his tongue in, and their mouths were way too busy for words as he undulated against Chrysander, suddenly desperate for any kind of friction.
“Clothes,” Chrysander mumbled.
“No, thanks. I am wearing too many as it is,” Ellery huffed out as they tried to catch their breath between kisses.
“Off.”
“Yes.”
Though he was reluctant to, Ellery released his grip on Chrysander’s hair and yanked his tunic over his head. Once he’d tossed it on the floor, he brought he knees to his chest to tug off his pants. Chrysander’s slacks soon joined Ellery’s clothing on the wooden planks. His Majesty lowered his body against Ellery’s. Without delay, Ellery resumed his former position. Fingers threaded through Chrysander’s tresses, and his back arched slightly as their bare cocks brushed, then more firmly rubbed against each other.
Chrysander’s mouth came down on his almost brutally as they kissed with all the fire building between them. Bringing his legs up, Ellery locked them around Chrysander’s waist and the dragon moved against him. His skin grew damp and his breathing became choppy as his entire being focused on the tempest they built. He surged toward Chrysander to the best of his ability as his mate kept their dicks grinding alongside each other. The heat of Chrysander’s length was like a brand against Ellery and he reveled in it.
With the few thinking brain cells he had left, Ellery celebrated that it was him—the plain old elf from nowhere who turned into a history-making hybrid—that could do this to Chrysander. It wasn’t merely hormones, but the beautiful emotion created between them that had Chrysander’s breath blowing over his lips as they grew too lost in their struggle to come to do anything so mundane as kissing.
“Close, Ell…” Chrysander panted.
Ellery didn’t have the time to agree; his balls were drawn up tight against his body, and he bared his neck to Chrysander as he shot out his climax between them. Not one to miss such an invitation, Chrysander’s fangs appeared out of nowhere, and he bit down on the soft flesh of Ellery’s throat. He roared as it increased the strength of his orgasm by about ten times. Above him, Chrysander stilled as he too lost the fight.
Struggling to get oxygen into his strained lungs, Ellery clung to Chrysander as he felt his tongue flick over the wound he’d caused to close it. Chrysander buried his face into the pillow next to Ellery’s head. Finally releasing his hair, Ellery drew his hands up and down Chrysander’s back as they caught their breath.
“I had a plan,” Chrysander murmured after several minutes, so low Ellery barely caught the words despite his superior hearing as part-shifter.
“A plan for what?”
Chrysander lifted his head and kissed his bruised lips softly. “I was going to seduce you nice and slow.”
