Tiri bit his lip. He was new to the Council, so he didn’t know the members of the staff well, but Wesley had rubbed him wrong from the second they met. “Do you think Wesley could have anything to do with it?”
As soon as Tiri’s hands left Zane’s hair, he turned on the mattress allowing their eyes to meet. “I want to outright to defend him. It’s a gut reaction. He’s been on the staff now for centuries, but there’s a voice in my head telling me he wasn’t comfortable with the shift of power when Elf arrived. I don’t know if that’s enough to find a Consilium wizard to give him a potion, though. It seems a bit extreme for an office manager irritated because he has to include fruit dishes on event menus.”
Grasping Zane’s face in his hands, he laid a kiss on the dragon’s lips. “People do evil things sometimes even when we cannot understand their motives. My former chieftain is killing my tribe and is now making weapons for some unknown purpose.”
“You’re right. It’s worth mentioning to Alaric. We can’t overlook anything. I want to trust him, but my allegiance is first and foremost to the royal family. And I’m sorry about Chesvarin. At least no new sprites have died.”
Tiri brushed their mouths together a second time. “It’s unfortunate, but we can’t allow ourselves to be plagued by Chieftain Chesvarin’s actions. We have problems we must overcome in our family, and those must remain at the forefront of our minds.”
Zane laid his hands on Tiri’s hips and as it did each time his mate touched him, his body noticed right away. His skin grew warm and blood filled his cock. “I can tell by that look in your eyes what you have in mind, little sprite.”
“You’re a very sexy dragon.”
“You know Chrys and Elf can’t have sex. Perhaps we should make a vow that until Elf is cured, we’ll also abstain.”
In pure shock, Tiri’s jaw went slack. He searched Zane’s face for signs of mischief but could find none. “You’re serious.”
The dragon shrugged. “They didn’t ask to be separated that way.”
“Neither did I,” Tiri shot back.
“I guess you aren’t on board with that idea.”
“Not having sex won’t help Elf or Chrys. In fact, it’ll make me quite cranky, which will make me a less than pleasant companion for not only you but both of them as well.”
Zane grinned and pulled Tiri closer to him, so their bodies touched. “We can’t let Tiridythas get cranky.”
“Or Zane.”
“You’re the only thing keeping me sane through this,” his dragon said earnestly.
Tiri’s arms snaked around his neck, and he brought their mouths together in a deep kiss that pulled a moan from him. “Will you make love to me?”
“I’m going to need you to lose your clothes.”
Quickly freeing himself from Zane, Tiri yanked his tunic off and tossed it on the floor. Zane stood and slid his loose sleep pants down. As he stepped out of them, Tiri wiggled around to get his own bottoms off. He leaned over to grab the lube, and the mattress depressed next to Tiri as Zane leaned over him. After smoothing a hand up Tiri’s thigh, Zane dropped kisses all the way up to his hip.
Hardening faster by the moment, Tiri almost let out a shout of joy when he found the bottle he was searching for, but it came out as a moan when Zane coasted his palm over Tiri’s ass. He took the slick from Tiri’s grasp and it was only seconds later that two cool fingers slid over his entrance. Tiri rolled so he was on his stomach, giving Zane better access to his center. He spread his legs leisurely, and Zane crawled between them as he pumped in and out of Tiri’s hole.
Laying the side of his face against the soft cotton of a pillowcase, Tiri’s breath huffed out as Zane continued to press his lips over his heated skin. Each time they came together, the passion overwhelmed Tiri, and this night was no exception. All he ever needed was Zane to look at him to have him thinking of the exquisite pleasure they could bring to each other. He considered rubbing his aching cock against the mattress to get some relief as Zane pushed three digits into him, but Tiri decided waiting was to his best advantage.
Moans worked their way up his throat, and he didn’t bother trying to hold them back. Zane was driving him insane with want, and it was a crazy he could not do without. Tiri wondered just how long Zane was going to torture him with his fingers, but he had no intention of complaining. Zane wasn’t going to budge from his mission, and Tiri liked the anticipation of what was to come.
Zane kissed his way up Tiri’s spine and smoothed his palm up over Tiri’s ass again. When he got to his shoulder, Zane moved up to press his lips against Tiri’s ear. “Are you ready?”
Bobbing his head up and down frantically, Tiri was rewarded with Zane’s fingers gliding over his prostate. “Oh yes, Zane. Right now, please.”
“Get up on your knees for me.”
Though Tiri was quite happy to allow Zane to keep touching that tight bundle of nerves inside him until he screamed out his completion, he let out a wistful sigh when his mate pulled away, leaving him empty. He dragged his heavy limbs into the requested position and fisted the sides of the pillow under his head. Two large hands grasped his hips, and Zane’s wet cock coasted over his crack.
“Stop toying with me, dragon,” Tiri growled.
Normally Tiri found Zane’s laugh beautiful, but at the moment he wanted to slap him. Once, then two more times, Zane continued to slowly glide his dick up and down between his cheeks. Tiri was sure he was going to split into a million pieces but was saved when Zane finally pushed inside him. He took his time and when the head popped through the first barrier, Tiri wanted to whoop in delight. It quickly faded as he realized Zane hadn’t picked up the pace. Zane was apparently in no hurry, but Tiri was sure he was going to die if he didn’t come soon.
“Zane,” he sobbed out.
“Hush baby, you’re okay.”
