Robin moved fast, gripped his arm out from under him. He couldn’t let Brooke do that, couldn’t. The dragon inside of him was coming out with a vengeance, and it was possessive as hell. Pissed from being locked up, and Robin was on the cusp of adulthood in the dragon world. Hell, the ball he’d come to was his last sighting of the human world, before he went home and locked himself in his cave to wallow in his own change.
“I have wanted you from the moment I saw you.”
“The moment?”
“Yes,” Brooke croaked out, body shaking as Robin held his hip in the air. Robin’s own rocked slightly, barely anything that mattered—only in making his lust rise higher, a tease to his skin as it shifted just slightly. Nothing more than if he’d been walking down the road to a whorehouse needing to fuck, to spill.
Chapter Five
“The moment, yes.” Brooke’s voice was broken. “Now please, take me!”
“Now?”
“Yes!” Brooke’s body was on fire, the heat wrapping around him from Robin like nothing he’d ever felt before. He could feel his own powers rising up as he gripped his cock, his thumb running down the line between Brooke’s cheeks and sliding right into his hole.
“Mmm….”
“Told you I wasn’t immune.” Brooke’s chuckle got a little choked as Robin circled the ring, and then popped his thumb back out.
He lined up his cock, rubbing the head around that tight opening before pushing in.
Both men moaned as Robin settled deep. This was the first time he’d been inside Brooke. When the vampire had come to him previously, Robin had let him run the show. It wasn’t something he could do now. No, his mind overthrew everything he’d once thought, once believed. He was ruled by a passion so deep it rolled over everyone else’s wants and needs.
Settled deep inside Brooke, Robin took a moment to torture them both. One hand unwrapped from Brooke’s hip, he pulled himself back and slammed in hard. His other hand ran up the long line of Brooke’s spine before gripping his neck, pushing him down onto the bed. Arse up, head down. Robin watched as a flush rose up Brooke’s body, and the slide of his cock moving in and out of that brilliant flesh. He held in his own moans so he could hear the muffled ones coming out of Brooke. He admired those fingers as they gripped onto the bedding firmly. Brooke was doing his best to move with Robin but couldn’t, it wasn’t possible. Robin had full possession of Brooke’s body, and he wasn’t going to give it up.
The hunger in him rose, swirled around them as he thrust into Brooke. The music of them combined was a lullaby in his ears as his powers went far above what they’d been when locked up in that cell.
“Please.” Brooke’s sobbing breaths caught Robin’s attention, the only thing in the room that could. Robin’s hips stopped moving, settled in deep as his heart twisted. Had he done something wrong? Had he hurt his mate?
Mate….
No time for that right now.
“Brooke?” Robin questioned, his hand leaving Brooke’s neck. Running his fingertips over the tops of Brooke’s shoulders, he couldn’t stop himself, even as his other hand released its grip on the vampire’s hip.
“No! Don’t stop!” Brooke shouted, his body twisting around and dislodging Robin’s cock.
“What?” He looked at the clearly frantic Brooke, as he tried to get him back in place. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Brooke spoke quickly, though he wasn’t looking at Robin—not his face anyway. And were those tears on his cheek?
“Brooke?” Robin pulled out and gently turned his mate over, laying him out on the bed. It would have been a veritable buffet for Robin, if not for the tears on Brooke’s face, and the hiccupping breaths moving his chest up and down. He was beautiful, and everything Robin could ever hope for. If only his instincts weren’t screaming at him to find out what was wrong…. He needed to before any admiration and appreciation could be administered.
“It’s nothing.” Brooke’s hand came up over his eyes. “Nothing.” He hiccupped again. “Can we fuck?” The seductive smile was watery, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t effective. Robin’s cock thumped against the edge of the mattress, wanting to get closer to its target.
“It’s not nothing when you’re crying.” Robin couldn’t let it go. No matter what was riding him, he couldn’t let it go. And even though his cock was raring to go, he couldn’t seem to connect to the lust, get his body to override the need to comfort his mate over everything else.
“Please.” Brooke’s voice broke on a moan as lust slapped him across the arse. Robin saw it, not just the magic as it curled around his mate, but also the way he curved his back. But the tears remained an unanswered question Robin needed to know about before he was able to move forward. What if he’d hurt his mate?
“Why were you crying?” Robin’s body throbbed, struck dumb by the same magic riding Brooke. It was one of the matchmaker’s powers, didn’t matter if a person could see it, it would still affect them. “I need to know, Brooke. What did I do?”
“Nothing,” Brooke cried, his heels digging in on the bed as his hips thrust up, fucking thin air.
“Not nothing.” Robin grabbed hold of those hips and pinned them down onto the bed, his body looming over Brooke, making the poor man pant. He liked the idea of Brooke being so turned on by the sight of him, it was making him sweat. “Tell me!”
“Just....” Brooke’s eyes were large, and his mouth opened and closed. “I just….”
“Just what?” Robin’s body was humming hard, his muscles twitching under his skin. Heat licked at every part of him. Something dark and deadly stretched against the back of his mind. He wanted to let it out, but even under the stress he’d been through, and the magic of today—hell, maybe because of the magic itself—the beast just lingered, pushing at his skin.
Fresh tears sprang up in Brooke’s eyes. “I didn’t mean to ruin this. I wanted it to be perfect, wanted to remember everything so I wouldn’t forget when you left me.”
“Who said I’m leaving you?” Robin couldn’t think of a worse idea, a worse outcome of their time together than losing Brooke, and he’d been locked in a cell for the past… however long. He’d go as far as to put himself back in those cursed walls if that’s what Brooke wanted from him.
“I….” Brooke’s body trembled as more tears rolled down his cheeks. “You aren’t going to leave me?”
“Well… I am getting the hell out of this place.” As he spoke the words he knew they were bullshit. No, that wasn’t correct, he spoke truth. Truth that lingered in every word that left his mouth. That didn’t mean that if Brooke didn’t want to come with him, that Robin wouldn’t change his plans. He may have been but half of himself for a long time, but that didn’t mean now, in this room, he didn’t understand what Brooke was to him, or the power he held over Robin’s dragon. Even if Robin was able to walk out the door, he’d be back—sooner rather than later. And by sooner, he meant to step past the closing door that blocked him from his mate.
“Yes.” Brooke nodded, eyes bright. “Of course.”
“And I’m taking you with me.”
The smile that lit up Brooke’s face broke through every bit of self-control Robin had been holding on to. Falling on Brooke, he growled and took those lips—lips that were now his for the taking—with a ravenous quality that brought blood to the surface. Brooke moaned deeply around the sound, making Robin’s balls fill to the point of pain. He was going to need more than one orgasm to get rid of the cramped feeling happening between his thighs.
Chapter Six
Brooke moaned deep as Robin’s blood ran down the back of his throat. The heady taste was like nothing he’d tasted before, and that was before he added in the buzz of magical energy that rang out of every drop.
Robin was everywhere—all over him, but not quite inside—making Brooke’s body tremble with the power that came with this particular night. He’d felt it before, the driving need to come, and had been able to deal with it in small ways. W
as able to allow it to roll over him with quick trips to a bathroom, and his right palm. But not this time. No, there was something different tonight, something deeper. Maybe it was Robin himself, and the fact that he was powered up, nearly breaking into his other form over the top of him. Hell, Brooke was more than sure the shadow his mate projected was that of a dragon, rather than a human. His voice had definitely deepened, a scratchy sound that made a shiver work down Brooke’s spine whenever he heard it.
Needing that cock, now slapping against his thigh and nudging at his balls, inside him, Brooke hitched up his knee. Placing his leg on Robin’s back, he dug his heel into the small of it as his hand hit at the other man in frustration. He couldn’t get it between them, couldn’t take control of that cock and put it where it needed to go. But he sure as hell could do what needed to be done to ensure Robin got the idea. It would probably be easier if his lips were free and he could voice his need, but it wasn’t something he was going to demand.
“Gods.” Robin sighed as their lips parted, both of them sucking in harsh breaths.
“Fuck me, Robin, please fuck me!”
“Okay, okay.” It seemed to Brooke that Robin was trying to sound put out, but the panting need saturating ever breath he took spoke louder.
Lifting up onto his elbows, Robin fished between them, fondling Brooke’s cock a little before moving on to his balls. Grabbing his own cock, Robin lined up and slid himself in. There was no more time for playing games—the idea of foreplay went out the window. If Robin thought he was going to stop all this again, Brooke would smash him over the head with a lamp, put him on his back, and ride that cock until it was spent—deflated.
“Oh gods above!” Brooke screamed to the roof as his body bowed up into Robin’s. His cock was long, thick, and absolutely perfect as it scraped against his inner walls on the long glide in. His prostate sang loud as it was pushed into by the heavy piece of meat. Sweat broke out across his skin, mimicking Robin’s as that flushed hand wrapped around him, pulling him close while he settled himself in deep.
A slow count was made before Robin pulled himself back out, and then thrust in again. Hard slaps met his flesh, bringing an erotic symphony to the gasps and low moans coming out of both their mouths.
Brooke’s nails dug into the muscles of Robin’s back, and his legs wrapped around that body, trying to get up and out of the way so those hips could keep doing what he needed them to do. His back tingled against the relentless pounding drive, the orgasm in him rising higher and higher until there was nothing left to hold it back—and yet he couldn’t fall over the edge.
Higher and higher they rose, like both of them had stopped being able to get closer to ecstasy while those hips kept on thrusting harder and harder as they chased the high that would come with… well, come.
The scent of blood wafted into the air, Brooke having cut into Robin’s back. Brooke’s body shuddered around Robin’s, showing them both what was needed.
“Do it,” Robin growled, his neck stretched up, giving Brooke a perfect line. “Come on, bite me!”
Well.
Brooke’s teeth throbbed against his gums, already out, requesting the need to be used, to clamp down on what was offered. His stomach grumbled, not sure it was able to wait for a fresher, undisturbed taste of what they’d shared earlier.
“Come on.” Robin’s words didn’t come out of his mouth, were spoken in Brooke’s mind, in his soul, and he stretched up and sunk his teeth in deep.
Robin hissed, his hips missing a beat as his arms wrapped tightly around Brooke, keeping him right there, lodged at that throat. Blood pooled in his mouth, nearly taking his attention away from what his body needed to focus on completely—and then Robin growled. His hand moved to Brooke’s hips, angling him just slightly before pushing into him hard, and Brooke was back inside his body—Robin was back to the driving need to come.
His body sang, mind buzzed, belly hissed against the magic that Robin’s blood brought forth, and without further ado, the dam inside Brooke broke free, his balls releasing the yearly dose of come. It slicked between them bringing another scent into the air, giving Robin free rein to let himself go. It was like he’d been waiting for Brooke this whole time.
As his hips rolled against Brooke, his body filled with a deep heat that was like nothing he’d ever felt before, and it wasn’t the first time he’d had a cock up his arse. There were all sorts of differences being with Robin, and apparently everything about the dragon ran hotter than most.
Robin’s weight was a lovely addition as Brooke stroked his back, and lapped at the puncture marks he’d made on the dragon’s neck. It was more out habit than need; Robin’s body had already healed the marks a lot quicker than Brooke’s saliva could ever hope to.
After a long moment, and a heavy sigh, Robin pulled himself away from Brooke, his cock sliding out still half hard. The dragon grabbed at the heavy blanket still lying on the bed and wiped both their stomachs before tossing it onto the floor. He then pulled them onto the bed properly.
“Let’s nap a little before round two.” Robin pulled Brooke into his arms. “Then you can grab what you want to take with you, and we can get the fuck out of here.”
Brooke smiled as he settled down next to Robin. “You going to show me your cave?”
“Fuck yes, I am. And you’ll love it there.”
“I’m sure I will,” he agreed, because anywhere where Robin was, was somewhere Brooke would enjoy.
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