by Marcy Jacks
And he’d never been more furious in his entire life.
Silver sighed. “Whatever. Now that we got that out of the way, let’s get out of here. Gold, uh, not that I want to tell you what to do with your prisoner or anything, but if he is your mate now, maybe you’ll want to get him down from there and put him into a good set of clothes.”
“He won’t fit into anything of mine.”
“He can borrow some from Erin or Aiden. I’m sure they’ve got extra pairs of jeans and T-shirts lying around.”
Gold pressed his lips together. He nodded. “Fine, fine. All of you out. I’ll question this one and see what’s going on. Maybe we can find out more about that building through him. Erin and Rey will be happy about that.”
Silver nodded, and he directed everyone to leave.
Gold sighed when the door closed behind them.
Sebby still said nothing.
Gold looked at the man. Sebby tensed when their eyes met.
“Just you and me, now.”
The man looked as though he was about to piss himself when Gold untied him.
It was going to be a long night.
Chapter Five
Sebby held the robe around his body. It wasn’t his robe. It was a bathrobe. The dragon had given it to him when he’d untied Sebby.
After his friends had left the basement. After they’d already seen him.
He didn’t know what to think about that. Was it normal for dragons to be naked around each other all the time? If so, then maybe it wasn’t such a big deal. Regardless, it felt weird to be strung up like that and to have so many glaring eyes on him.
That one albino man looked as though he’d wanted to kill Sebby as he’d stood there.
Lightning. That was what Sebby thought he’d heard.
And the dragon he’d cast his spell on, the one he’d made into his mate by accident, was Gold.
Interesting name. His parents must have seen him come out and thought they had the perfect name all lined up for him.
Were all dragons named like that? He never knew that.
“Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me,” Gold grumbled.
Sebby kept his mouth shut. He ducked his head a little, but the unfortunate part was that, when he did that, he put his face right into the fabric of the borrowed bathrobe.
And it smelled so strongly of Gold. It made his groin tight, and his skin feel overly sensitive to the scratchy-soft material.
“Want something to eat?” They were in the kitchen now.
Gold sounded as though he was only offering out of a sense of polite duty.
Sebby was hungry, but he didn’t think it was the right thing for him to ask for any hospitality right now.
He shook his head. “No thanks.”
Gold opened the fridge anyway. He checked the insides, reached in, and pulled out a beer. He offered one to Sebby.
Sebby declined.
“Not a drinker?”
Sebby shook his head. “No.”
It was dangerous for a warlock to get drunk. Their powers diminished with inebriation, and Sebby was already a pretty pathetic warlock to begin with.
Other warlocks, the more powerful ones who could still use their magic, ended up performing embarrassing spells on themselves and other people.
He didn’t want to risk that.
“I swear I didn’t mean to make you into my mate,” Sebby said as Gold twisted off the cap of his beer and took a drink.
When the man stretched his neck back, exposing his throat, all Sebby could focus on was how beautiful it was.
The man was gorgeous. Exactly Sebby’s type. If he had been under any other circumstance in the world, he might have thought himself lucky for landing such a mate.
But he’d forced it. He hadn’t meant to. He’d only wanted a temporary servant. Someone who wouldn’t hurt him. Someone Sebby could trust to get him away from that place.
“Doesn’t matter now anyway.” Gold wiped his hand across the back of his mouth. He looked at Sebby then looked away.
Sebby’s dick throbbed.
The lust coursing through him was unlike anything he’d ever felt in his life. He needed to find someplace where he could be alone so he could jerk off.
Fuck that was going to be strange. Touching himself, stroking his cock while he was in the home of a man who didn’t want him here…that was certainly going to be an experience.
“I can smell your musk.”
Sebby tensed. “You can…what?”
Gold narrowed his eyes at him. “You know what I said. I can smell your lust all over you.”
The man looked back down at his beer. “You want me to fuck you.”
That steel rod up Sebby’s spine didn’t seem as though it was going to go away any time soon.
He was completely and totally screwed.
“I…I’m sorry. I can take a shower.”
“That won’t make the smell go away.” Gold pinched the bridge of his nose. “It’ll just get worse.”
Sebby couldn’t explain why his heart pounded so heavily in that moment, and then he understood why.
As part of the mating process with animal and dragon shifters, certain bodily functions happened. He’d studied these reactions. Part of warlock training was knowing about the creatures that were sometimes used as ingredients.
A shortness of breath could occur. Heightened sense of smell so each party could smell the other. Pheromones came into play that would draw them together, and his heart beat so quickly because his body was attempting to draw blood down south.
Where it would be the most useful.
An intoxicated warlock could be a problem, but if they fought this for too long, they would soon discover a whole new level of intoxication.
They would either end up breaking off the mating or go insane with need for each other.
Sebby didn’t want to go insane. He hoped this man didn’t either, but the only other option was to fuck each other to ease the mating heat.
“What…what are you thinking?” Sebby asked.
Gold narrowed his eyes at him. “That you’re lying about it being an accident when you forced me to mate with you.”
Sebby winced. “It really was an accident. I don’t even know any spells like that.”
“Uh-huh.” Gold took another drink from his beer. He looked as though he wanted to keep his eyes on anything and anyone else other than Sebby.
And Sebby felt a deep pain welling within his chest at the idea that this man might be disgusted by him.
Could a mating really be that powerful that, even though they didn’t know each other, and even though this man clearly didn’t like Sebby, Sebby felt Gold’s opinion of him was so important that he could be hurt by a look?
Did that mean Gold felt Sebby’s opinion of him was important? Was he trying to hide it?
“Do you want to have sex with me?”
“Of course I do,” Gold snorted. “You forced me to mate with you. All I can think about is snatching that robe off you and fucking you. I hate that my brother and our friends saw you with no clothes on. I wanted to break Lightning’s jaw, and you better believe he’s more important than you are. So it’s definitely the mating heat that’s having an effect.”
Sebby winced.
He didn’t have a right to be hurt by these words. It was his misstep causing this. Gold had every right to be angry with him.
“I’m sorry for causing problems with your friend.”
“Whatever. He’ll get over it eventually.”
Gold stunned Sebby when he, without warning, looked him right in the eyes. “So, do you want to fuck, or don’t you?”
Sebby tensed. The question seemed to come right out of left field, but then again, considering everything, why wouldn’t this man ask him if that’s what he wanted?
At least he was being asked. It occurred to Sebby that his decision-making rights in this place were incredibly limited.
He swallowed hard and op
ened his mouth to say no.
“Yes.”
Gold nodded, put down his beer, then came at Sebby with the look of a predator in his eyes.
Chapter Six
Much as Gold could hardly stand to look at this man, he couldn’t ignore how his body felt alight with fire.
His cock ached to feel what it would be like to have Sebby’s body clench tightly around him as he thrust into him.
He could already see the look on his face when Gold penetrated him. He wanted to penetrate him. Just as he wanted to hear the delicious cry of his name from those pink lips.
Lips like that shouldn’t have been so pink on a man. It seemed like something of a waste.
But what did he know. He was just the guy who was going to get laid tonight.
There was still the briefest hesitation from his new mate. “You hate me, though.”
“What does that have to do with fucking?”
Sebby winced. Gold couldn’t understand why. It wasn’t as though what he’d said was incorrect.
A touch cruel, perhaps, but not wrong.
Whatever. He didn’t care. It didn’t matter to him what this man thought of him or how fragile his feelings were.
He was the one to put them into this situation.
Gold reminded himself that, fault or no fault, he was about to lose out on his chance to get laid. It was about the only good thing there was about this, and he didn’t want to throw away his chance.
He lifted his hands. Sebby didn’t move as Gold put his fingers to the man’s neck.
Not because he was going to grab at his throat. No. Gold slid his hands to the back of Sebby’s neck, all the while allowing himself to feel the softness of the man’s skin.
So soft. So warm. His plump mouth begged to be kissed, to be bitten.
“You want this. I know you do.”
Sebby ducked his head. “I don’t want to force you to do anything.”
Gold had an immediate retort to that, about how he was already being forced to feel these things he desperately didn’t want to feel, but he bit his tongue.
If he shit on the man a little too much here, then he could kiss his chances for relief good-bye.
And he needed this. Desperately.
Sebby grabbed Gold by his wrist. He didn’t push Gold away. “I do want this. Is this…because of me? Because of the mating?”
Right. Sometimes a mating heat could be confusing even to the shifters it happened to. Sebby was not a shifter. Of course he wouldn’t entirely understand the things he was feeling.
“It’s part of the mating heat,” Gold explained, still sliding his hands around Sebby’s neck and then down his back.
He pressed his fingertips to the man’s lower back. He was so beautiful to touch. So warm. Gold found himself becoming less and less irritated with Sebby the more he touched him.
As though Sebby’s skin was a balm that could soothe Gold’s wounded pride.
“And the mating heat is making you want me?”
This guy talked too much. Gold leaned in. He kissed Sebby on the mouth, moaning at the taste of him. Delighting in the way Sebby’s eyes flew wide right before his body melted.
Sebby seemed to fall against him. Their chests pressed together as Gold took full advantage of that warm mouth and licked deep inside.
Of course he would taste good. Christ. Why would he think otherwise at this point when everything about Sebby, aside from the fact that he was a damned Warlock of all things, was so utterly perfect?
It was kind of disgusting how perfect he was.
Was the mating making him think this? Or had his tastes changed so quickly that, now that they were standing so close, Gold couldn’t help but think Sebby was one of the most handsome men he’d ever seen, or kissed, in his entire life.
And he knew Sebby felt the same for him, which was why it was such a shock when the other man shoved back hard against his chest, breaking the kiss.
“I can’t do this to you.”
The worst sort of horror flashed through Gold’s brain. “Do what to me, exactly?”
Sebby shook his head. “I don’t know. I’m…I know you don’t like me. I don’t want to take any more advantage of you than I already have.”
“Little late to worry about that, isn’t it?” Gold leaned in for another kiss. He couldn’t help himself. He’d wanted to taste the man all night long, and this pity party was stalling progress.
Sebby moaned, his body trembling as the pleasure rocked through him.
And that was just from one little kiss.
Gold pulled his mouth away on his own terms this time. He looked right into Sebby’s eyes. “For the next hour or so, you can forget all about that. There’s only one thing I want right now, and trust me, you won’t be taking advantage of me to get it.”
Sebby’s nostril’s flared. A new rush of that intoxicating scent perfumed the air.
Gold’s dick actually quivered from the scent. He wanted so much more. He wanted…
He grabbed Sebby by the shoulders and spun the man around. Sebby gasped heavily as his back was pressed to Gold’s chest.
“That’s it,” Gold growled, leaning in, his teeth nibbling at the fleshy bit of his ear.
And then his hands pulled open the robe he’d given to his mate to cover himself with.
He found flesh. Warm flesh. Goosebumps prickled up along Sebby’s skin. A lovely contrast from just a minute ago.
“Oh fuck,” Sebby groaned, and then he threw his head back as Gold’s fingers curled around the base of his hard, pulsating cock.
“This is mine,” Gold growled, right before he needed to taste. Gold slid his tongue up and along the side of Sebby’s throat.
He tasted of salt, of clean skin, a little fear, but mostly excitement.
Gold didn’t know he could taste those last two things until he did, but it was a wonderful taste. He licked again, stroking the man’s prick while revealing in how nice it felt to have that firm ass pressed against his crotch.
“You want my dick inside you?”
Was it unfair of him to ask such a question of the man? Of course Sebby wouldn’t be able to say no. Not when he was being pleasured so thoroughly
Sebby nodded.
“Say it. Say you want my cock.”
He squeezed his fist just a little tighter, twisting his hand just enough to offer more of the pleasure he knew his mate craved.
Sebby moaned out loud. He threw his head back, fucking into Gold’s fist while he pushed his ass back against Gold’s cock.
As though already searching for the friction he desperately craved.
“I want it! I want…” the man gasped helplessly as Gold lifted his other hand and tweaked at Sebby’s nipples. Sexy. So fucking sexy.
“I want your cock inside me.”
“Good.”
He had no time to take his mate up to his room. Gold wasn’t even sure he wanted to take his mate up to his bed. Or into the living room. He did know that he wanted to fuck the man right here. He wanted to make his claim right in the kitchen, pressing the man up against the counter beside the sink.
So that was what he was going to do.
Thrusting his prick against Sebby’s backside, Gold arranged the man so he was pushed up against the edge of the counter.
Gold released Sebby’s dick so he could grab onto the man’s wrists. He pulled them up, pressing them flat onto the granite.
“Stay exactly like this. Don’t move.”
Sebby, still gasping for breath, his cock pointing up at him now, nodded.
Gold took the bathrobe from around Sebby’s shoulders, pulling it down to his elbows.
Fuck. Even with the thing loose and wide open, he couldn’t get it off him without telling Sebby to get out of the position Gold had just put him in.
Even if it would only be for a few seconds, Gold didn’t care. It didn’t matter. He wanted to keep the man like that. He absolutely did not want Sebby to move.
He could always mo
ve the robe out of the way. That should do the trick just as well as anything else.
“Please, please,” Sebby begged.
“In a minute.”
Gold went to his cupboard. He needed to find something that could be useful to him in this moment. Butter. Oil. Anything would fucking do.
Since it appeared as though he was almost out of butter, he went for the vegetable oil beneath the sink.
Sebby looked at the bottle. There was confusion in his eyes, but he said nothing.
Good.
Gold shoved the robe out of the way, exposing Sebby’s ass.
It was plump in all the right places, and yet when he slapped his hand over a cheek and gripped hard, the first thing he noticed was how firm it felt in his hand.
Sebby moaned, pushing his ass back against Gold’s hand.
Gold smiled. “I guess it makes sense that a warlock would like it a little rough.”
The man gasped, shaking his head. “N-not rough. I don’t think—”
“Ah-ah, be quiet now,” Gold cooed. “The only words I want to hear coming out of your mouth are my name and yes. Say those as often as you want. Otherwise, I don’t want to hear it.”
Sebby swallowed hard. He stared down at his hands.
Gold gripped the man’s ass tight enough to leave a bruise in the shape of his hand later on. “Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Sebby moaned.
That was more than enough for Gold to be happy.
He opened the bottle of vegetable oil. He poured just a little into his hand and rubbed his fingers into it.
He was going to end up making a mess, but in that moment, he really didn’t care.
This was going to be good.
Gold pressed his fingers to Sebby’s puckered hole. The man clenched up at the touch. That was expected but still shocking at just how much the man tightened up.
“You shy or something?”
Sebby shook his head, but he didn’t say anything.
Good. He was a fast learner then.
His cock throbbed as he circled his fingertips around that sweet little star shape, and then Gold pushed inside and moaned right along with Sebby.
