“Yes, Your Majesty.”
Reluctantly, Chrysander released Ellery and yanked his shirt off. He got to his feet as Ellery removed his tunic. His eyes feasted on the muscles of his chest, but he would be lying if he said his gaze didn’t skitter off to admire his own dragon resting so handsomely on his arm. It wasn’t that he needed to be reminded what his beast looked like; it was that stunning reminder that Ellery wasn’t just picked for him by Fate but loved him as deeply as two people could achieve.
Ellery stood and pushed his pants to the floor. As an elf, he only wore underwear on the days of the week when he represented the dragons in regular suits, so his long cock was right there for Chrysander to admire. It was hard enough that it curved up toward his belly and even flushed red, the gilded specks stood out on the soft skin.
“Chrys. Pants.”
“You aren’t wearing any,” Chrysander replied as he smoothed the back of his hand up Ellery’s length.
“Yes, but you are.”
Much to Chrysander’s disgust, Ellery walked out of reach. When he headed toward the nightstand, Chrysander unsnapped his jeans and enjoyed the view of Ellery’s tight ass as he bent over to grab the lube. As Chrysander divested himself of pants and boxers, Ellery got on the bed and with bent knees, spread his legs invitingly. Not stupid enough to ignore such a tempting scene, Chrysander crossed the room. He climbed onto the mattress and stopped crawling forward when he reached the spot between Ellery’s knees.
Holding out one hand, Chrysander used the other to brush the smooth balls in such delightful proximity. Once Ellery slapped the bottle of lube into his palm, Chrysander got some out to warm. He desperately needed to be inside Ellery, so he wasted little time burying two fingers into his hole. Ellery’s back bowed as he absorbed the pleasure, and his mouth fell open as his lashes slipped down to his cheeks.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ell.”
He smiled and let out a groan when Chrysander found his prostate. “I think you are beautiful.”
“Well then, those pretty eyes of yours probably need to be examined,” Chrysander teased as he gently coaxed Ellery open.
“Would you be kind enough to hurry?” Ellery pleaded as he lifted his hands to clutch the pillow under his head.
“Since you asked so nicely, yes.”
Chrysander worked three digits into Ellery and continued to glide them over his gland every couple of strokes to keep him as close to the edge as possible. His own dick was leaking profusely, and he wasn’t going to last long once they were joined. Still, he wasn’t willing to harm Ellery, so he took his time making sure he was ready. Ellery was breathing heavily and pushing his ass towards Chrysander to drive his fingers in deeper. When his balls drew up tight, Chrysander took mercy on him and pulled free.
Ellery rose and buried his hands into Chrysander’s hair as he tongued him thoroughly. “Inside me,” he breathed into their kiss.
“Slick me up, Ell.”
With a wicked look of promise, Ellery eased away and grabbed the lube. He dumped some into his palm and wrapped Chrysander in his fist. He didn’t simply coat his sex, he pumped vigorously and for a moment, Chrysander simply enjoyed. There was no reason he couldn’t just come this way, his brain told him. A second later the sane part of his mind reminded him of what he could have instead.
He pushed Ellery onto the mattress, forcing him to let go of Chrysander’s cock. Seconds later, Chrysander had it pressed to Ellery’s entrance and was slowly sliding into the welcoming channel. The smooth walls inside of Ellery massaged Chrysander’s dick as he pushed in to the hilt. Giving Ellery time to adjust to the invasion, Chrysander grabbed his hips while he admired the way they fit together.
“Please,” Ellery gasped out.
Not one to make his other half wait, Chrysander pulled out, then drove back in. Their bodies were already covered in sweat, and he planned on a swift ride to the finish, but first he had to find the right angle. He tilted his hips and when Ellery shouted his name, he knew he was hitting him in the perfect spot. Chrysander picked up the pace and fucked Ellery steadily. His incredible hybrid got a bruising grip on Chrysander’s forearms as he encouraged him to move even faster.
“Play with yourself, Ell,” he ordered in a rush of nearly incoherent words.
Ellery loosened the grip of one hand and wrapped his elegant fingers around his weeping cock. He wasted no time with a gentle stroke, and Chrysander found himself moving ever quicker simply to keep up with the grueling pace Ellery wanted. The room filled with only the sounds of their harsh breathing and their skin slapping as Chrysander pounded into the man he loved.
He was magnificent like this, and Chrysander was barbarically pleased he was the only one who would ever get to see him unbridled with passion. He got no more time to enjoy the spectacular view; Ellery sighed out his name and his body clamped down hard on Chrysander’s dick as he spurted over his hand.
There was no way Chrysander could ignore the pull of his own desire, and with one final surge forward, he emptied into Ellery. He may have yelled, but his senses were too overwhelmed to register sound. When he stopped seeing spots, Chrysander was being pulled into Ellery’s arms. With no wish to ignore the silent request, Chrysander pressed closer, smashing Ellery’s come between them.
He unerringly found the two hoops Fate put in Ellery’s ear as his mate tangled his fingers into Chrysander’s hair. “I love you,” he whispered.
“It seems as if all my life I have been waiting for you one way or another.”
“Not anymore, I’m right here. I’ll always be here.”
Ellery turned his head and their lips met. “I know. You never left my side. You could have easily done so. No one would have blamed you for walking away when everyone was so sure I would always be a dragon.”
“My Ell was in there somewhere. I wasn’t going to lose you to anything, not even to your dragon.”
“I could not ask for a better mate, Chrys. I love you too.”
