by Stormy Glenn
“My name is Beauregard Stratford. I’m not a prince, or anything remotely noble. I don’t even know who my father is. I’m not widely accepted in my colony because I have all-white fur and I was a single kit litter. I even have violet eyes, and no other bunny does. I’m an anomaly.”
Sebastian’s features had started softening as Beauregard spoke, but it was the only part on his body that did. In fact, the long hard part between Beauregard’s naked thighs just seemed to get harder with each passing moment. Beauregard trailed his hand down Sebastian’s chest, flicking one button open at a time until the man’s shirt lay open.
“However, I am still a rabbit. That being said, and considering we are now mated, you should know that rabbits are clichés. As the saying goes, we fuck like bunnies. Carrots are an aphrodisiac, and if you piss me off, I will leave pellets in your shoes.”
Beauregard shrieked when he was suddenly grabbed and swung around. Sebastian pressed him into the mattress and moved to kneel between his thighs. He hovered over the top of Beauregard, his arms resting on each side of Beauregard’s head.
“I am a dragon, little bunny, and I am not a cliché in any form of the word. I’m big and bad and mean. I can break you in two without breaking a sweat. Piss me off and I’ll singe every bit of fur from your body.”
“I can lick my own balls.”
Sebastian’s mouth dropped open. “You can what?”
“I’m a rabbit.” Beauregard smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. “We’re very flexible.”
One of Sebastian’s eyebrows shot up. “Just how flexible are we talking here?”
Beauregard pulled his legs up then grabbed his ankles, effortlessly lifting them up by his head and planting them into the mattress by his ears. It brought his ass up into the air in an embarrassing manner, but the sudden exhale of breath that shot from Sebastian was worth it.
“Fuck!”
Beauregard lowered his legs to the bed again, keeping his knees bent and pressed close to Sebastian’s sides. He liked the feeling of the large man between his legs. “I’ll bet I can lick your balls while you fuck me.”
Sebastian’s eyes closed, and he breathed deeply. The rigid clench of his jaw told Beauregard that Sebastian was holding on to his control by a mere thread. Beauregard hoped to break that control. Their mating would never be complete unless Sebastian fucked him.
And Beauregard had been waiting his entire life to be fucked by his mate. He didn’t plan on waiting much longer now that he had met the man. He just had to push Sebastian a little bit further.
“I’m pretty damn flexible, Sebastian. I’m also resilient. I doubt there is much you can do to me that I can’t take.”
“Beau-Beauregard.” Sebastian’s eyes were almost black when he opened them and stared down at Beauregard. He looked hungry, and not in the I want to eat you sort of way. “You don’t know what you’re saying, bunny, you really don’t.”
“Try me.”
Sebastian growled. That was the only warning Beauregard got before he was flipped over onto his hands and knees. His ass cheeks were pulled apart and a long, forked tongue stroked across his tight hole.
Beauregard cried out, the sound filling the room in its intensity. He felt like screaming as Sebastian licked his ass over and over again. Beauregard had never felt anything like it in his life. Hell, he’d never even imagined it, and he had a great imagination.
When Sebastian’s forked tongue began to harden and push into his ass, Beauregard did scream. The licking suddenly stopped and large hands flipped him over, Sebastian’s worried face staring down at him.
“Don’t stop!” Beauregard shrieked.
“Geez, bunny, I thought you were hurt.”
“No!” Beauregard quickly turned back over and stuck his ass into the air. “Again.”
“Are you demanding, little bunny?”
“Please?”
Sebastian chuckled. “That’s better.”
Beauregard groaned again when Sebastian’s forked tongue went back to licking his ass. Being mated to a dragon was definitely looking up. If Sebastian could make him into a pile of goo with just his tongue, Beauregard couldn’t wait to find out what he could do with his cock.
Beauregard almost protested when Sebastian stopped licking his ass, until he felt two thick fingers sink into his ass. Considering they were the first real, non-plastic object he had ever had in his ass, he was definitely in favor of real over a dildo. There was just something different about it, more erotic.
Beauregard couldn’t keep his loud moans to himself. He just opened his mouth, and they spilled out, growing louder each time Sebastian’s fingers sank into his ass. Yeah, he was loud. So fucking what? Sebastian seemed to like it. The louder Beauregard cried out, the more force Sebastian used. Beauregard was in heaven.
“I think my little bunny likes this.”
Beauregard nodded rapidly, beyond recognizable speech at this point. He could only feel, and he felt wonderful. He tingled, staring where Sebastian’s fingers thrust into him and spreading throughout his entire body. Every nerve was vibrating.
Beauregard inhaled sharply when Sebastian pulled his fingers free and replaced them with his cock. The man pushed in slowly, and Beauregard felt every thick inch stretching him. Sebastian’s large hands gripped Beauregard’s hips so tightly, he wondered if he’d have bruises in the morning. He didn’t care. He’d wear them with pride. They’d mean he’d mated.
He knew the importance of this moment. Once Sebastian came inside of him, they would be truly mated in the ways of Beauregard’s people. This was the final step, and then they would be mated forever.
Beauregard just didn’t know what being mated to a dragon meant. He always expected to find another rabbit. Rabbits mated rabbits. It was kind of a tradition. Other rabbits understood the high sexual drive, the hyperactivity, the need to nest.
What did dragons do?
Beauregard groaned as Sebastian started to slam into him over and over again. Only the man’s hands gripping his hips kept Beauregard from shooting across the bed from the force. Sebastian was very strong, and in an odd way, Beauregard found that a huge turn-on.
Maybe that was why Beauregard found himself so attracted to the dragon. Rabbits were timid creatures by nature, even Beauregard in most cases. He was incredibly aroused by the power flowing through Sebastian. The man didn’t even have to try. It came naturally to him.
And damn, wasn’t that hot?
“You’re so fucking tight,” Sebastian growled.
Duh! I’m a virgin, Beauregard thought, but he didn’t put his thoughts into words. That would have required not moaning, and that just wasn’t possible.
When Sebastian grabbed a handful of his hair, Beauregard thought he would come right there and then. He was a rabbit. They were big into the hair thing—pulling, brushing, stroking, whatever. It was all very arousing.
“We need to visit my tattoo artist,” Sebastian said.
One of Sebastian’s hands stroked over Beauregard’s skin. Beauregard shivered at the silky touch. If Sebastian kept moving like he did, he could do any damn thing he wanted. Beauregard didn’t care.
“I want to see my name on you when I fuck you.”
Beauregard nodded as much as he could, considering Sebastian’s fingers were still wrapped in his hair. He had no idea what Sebastian was going on about, but if getting a tattoo made the man happy, Beauregard was all for it. The pleasure racing through his body at the moment was unlike anything he had ever felt.
“Are you ready to come, my little bunny?”
“Oh yeah.”
Beauregard was so ready to come he was shaking. When Sebastian’s hand reached around him and wrapped around his cock, that was all Beauregard needed to toss him over the edge. He cried out loudly and came all over Sebastian’s hand and the bed.
Waves of ecstasy swept over Beauregard. His knees shook and threatened to give away. His chest felt tight, constricted, as if he couldn’t quite get enough air. He co
uld feel the tight circle of muscles in his ass contracting, squeezing every last bit of pleasure out of the cock thrusting into him.
Sebastian suddenly stiffened. His roar shook the bed. Beauregard started to smile when he felt a sudden burning sensation that started at the nape of his neck then trailed down his spine, ending in the crack of his ass where he was connected to Sebastian.
Beauregard inhaled sharply. The sensation wasn’t unpleasant, but it wasn’t exactly something Beauregard had ever felt before. It was like being touched by a flame, but not burned.
When liquid lava suddenly filled his ass, Beauregard screamed as another orgasm ripped through him, one more intense than his first one. The burning sensation and the lava filling him seemed to meet up, overwhelming Beauregard. He collapsed down on the bed, his arms and knees unable to hold him up.
A heavy weight followed him down then rolled him onto his side. Beauregard sighed deeply when Sebastian’s arms wrapped around him, pulling him back into the curve of the large body behind him. This was how a mating was supposed to be. He just knew it.
Sebastian’s chuckle drew Beauregard’s attention. He glanced over his shoulder at the man. “What?”
Sebastian’s fingers trailed down his spine. “I guess we don’t have to see my tattoo artist after all.”
“We can if you want. I don’t mind.”
“No need. For some reason my name has appeared on your skin, right down your spine.” Sebastian’s grin was very satisfied. “Maybe it’s part of the whole mating thing.”
“Really?”
Beauregard turned more, trying to get a good look at his back. He couldn’t see anything by skin. He frowned then pulled away from Sebastian to get to the side of the bed. Both men froze and groaned when Beauregard’s sudden movement pulled Sebastian’s cock from him.
“Oh, forgot about that.”
“Give me a little warning next time,” Sebastian growled.
“Sorry.” Beauregard laughed as he scooted to the edge of the bed. “I’m not exactly used to this.”
“Bunny, where are you going?”
“I want to see.”
“See what?”
“The marks on my back.”
Duh!
Beauregard climbed off the bed and walked to the first door he found. He quickly shut it and leaned back against it. He waved his hand at the door. “There’s someone out there, Sebastian.”
“Of course there is, bunny.” Sebastian smirked. “I am a prince after all.”
“Do they have to stand right outside your bedroom door?” Beauregard was mortified. He hadn’t exactly been quiet when they were having sex. At the time, it hadn’t seemed like a big deal. Sebastian seemed to like it. But Beauregard didn’t want everyone hearing him.
“Relax, bunny, they won’t say a word.”
Beauregard frowned. He figured out two things in that instant. One, Sebastian was amused by his friends hearing him. Two, Sebastian had yet to call him anything except bunny.
“I do have a name, you know. It’s Beauregard,” Beauregard said. “Are you ever going to call me anything but bunny?”
Sebastian chuckled as he rolled to the side of the bed. “I haven’t decided yet.”
“Well, that doesn’t make sense.”
Really, it didn’t.
“Beauregard seems like a pretty big name for such a small bunny.”
Beauregard’s mouth dropped open. “Small bunny?”
“I almost thought you were a sprite when I first met you.”
“Sprite! Sprite! I’ll give you sprite!” Beauregard shouted as anger filled him. He leapt across the room. It took three hops, and he was on Sebastian. Before he could truly attack, he was swung around and slammed into the mattress. Sebastian’s large body trapped him against the bed.
“And now you know why I call you bunny.”
Beauregard frowned when Sebastian tapped the end of his nose. He was still angry at Sebastian for calling him a sprite. He didn’t want to be happy—even if Sebastian’s smile lit up the room.
“You like to hop everywhere like a bunny.”
Beauregard rolled his eyes. “Duh, I am a bunny.”
“And just as cute.”
Indignation filled Beauregard. “Hello! I’m sexy, not cute.”
“That you are.” Sebastian grinned. “But you’re also cute.”
Bunny huffed. “Fine, as long as I’m sexy, I suppose I can be cute, too.”
“That’s very generous of you, bunny.” Sebastian chuckled.
Beauregard suddenly noticed how wonderful the hard body pressed over him felt. His heart skipped a beat when he noticed the fire starting to burn in Sebastian’s eyes. One a scale of one to ten, Sebastian was definitely a twenty. The look in his eyes could melt steel.
Beauregard spread his legs and brought his knees up to grip Sebastian’s body. He knew the instant Sebastian felt his hard cock. The man’s dark silver eyes darkened, becoming almost black.
“As long as I’m being generous…” Beauregard’s words trailed off as a slow, sensual grin began to cross Sebastian’s lips.
The man suddenly scooted up until they were face-to-face. Beauregard inhaled sharply when Sebastian hooked his arms under Beauregard’s legs and pulled them up to his chest. Beauregard was eternally grateful they had just had sex when the head of Sebastian’s cock started to push into him. The man was not exactly small—anywhere.
Sebastian grinned and thrust deep inside of Beauregard, stealing the air from his lungs as pleasure swept over him.
“As long as you’re being generous, bunny, why don’t we find just how flexible you really are?”
Chapter 3
Sebastian realized that there was a heavy, dead weight on his chest, even as he woke up. He didn’t normally have something on top of him, so he noticed right away. Popping open his eyes, Sebastian grinned when he spotted Beauregard’s white head snuggled into his chest. It seemed his little bunny had found a place to sleep.
He could feel his morning erection pressing up between Beauregard’s thighs but knew the man would be too sore for him to relieve the ache that was slowly building in his balls. He’d taken Beauregard twice the previous night, and the man was a virgin.
Unfortunately, Sebastian hadn’t learned that until after the second time. He’d have to talk to his little bunny about being truthful with him. Omission wasn’t a lie, but it was close enough. He would have taken Beauregard slowly instead of fucking him like a man possessed.
Sebastian stroked his hand through Beauregard’s silky white hair. He was a man possessed, and didn’t that beat all. He was mated to a freaking bunny, and he couldn’t seem to be bothered by it. That in itself confused Sebastian more than anything.
He was a dragon, and a prince at that. He was supposed to be mated to another dragon and carry on the dragon bloodline. He always knew it. He even expected it. He didn’t expect a bunny mate.
Sebastian smiled when Beauregard mumbled in his sleep and pushed into his hand. He was starting to believe that his little bunny was starved for affection. Beauregard seemed to crave every touch Sebastian gave him. He’d have to ask about that at some point.
Resigned to not getting a piece of tail—Sebastian chuckled at that thought—he carefully rolled Beauregard to the mattress and tucked the blankets around his mate. Beauregard wiggled for a moment then settled down and went back to sleep.
Sebastian stared then rolled his eyes when he realized he was staring. Beauregard was just so damn cute…err…sexy. He was breathtaking. Sebastian could stare at him for hours and never get tired of looking.
There was something about having such a small, delicate mate that called out to Sebastian’s baser instincts. He didn’t think he would feel that way if he had been mated to another dragon, even a smaller dragon. Beauregard was another story, though.
Sebastian felt protective, possessive, and intrigued all at once. He’d kill anyone that messed with Beauregard. That was a given. But something told him he’d al
so kill anyone that put a move on his bunny, too. The mere thought of anyone else putting their hands on Beauregard was enough to make smoke start swirling out of his nose.
Not good!
Sebastian drew in a deep, cleansing breath and forced himself to turn away from his mate. He’d get nothing done if he stood there and continued to stare at Beauregard, no matter how much he wanted to.
He needed to clean up, get dressed, and figure out how to get out of the council headquarters. Being away from home for long periods of time wasn’t easy. He had a lot of work to do. The only reason he had even come to the gathering was because it was mandatory. Otherwise, he would have sent someone in his place.
Being a prince of his clan wasn’t as glamorous a job as everyone thought. He had responsibilities that he couldn’t ignore, both to his clan and to all of shifter kind. Staying at the council castle just meant it was all piling up at home, waiting for him.
Yippy!
Sebastian headed for his bathroom. Maybe a long, hot shower would relive the need he felt to climb right back in bed with Beauregard and spend the day learning every glorious inch of the man’s body.
Sebastian walked straight to the shower and turned it on. Once the water was hot enough, he climbed in. One thing about being a dragon, the hotter the shower, the better he liked it. He stood under the spray of water and got his hair wet. It took just a few moments to wash his hair and rinse off.
His problem came when he started scrubbing his body. The moment his hands began moving over his body, he couldn’t stop thinking about how Beauregard had done the very same thing the previous night.
Despite his lack of experience, Beauregard seemed to know just where to touch Sebastian to arouse him to a fever pitch. He knew just where to bite and nibble, and just how hard. He knew where to lick, where to nuzzle, and just where to touch Sebastian until he didn’t know his own name.
Just thinking about the previous night made Sebastian reach for his cock. If he couldn’t fuck his bunny, he could certainly think about it. He fingers wrapped around his hard cock and started stroking.