His Elder Dragon

by Jill Haven

  “You’re not tasting me to eat me, are you?” Carlisle snorted and sparks flew out of his nostrils. I got the distinct impression he was laughing at me by the squint to his eyes. I smacked a hand to my face for a second, embarrassed. “Forget I said that.” He butted his nose against my shoulder, and I used both hands to pet along his face and then walked along his side.

  The talons on his feet gleamed sharp and vicious, tinged the same ruby red as his soft scales. I traced lines back to his wings and he spread them away from his body so that I could see how wide they were. I brushed my fingers over them and ducked underneath. They reminded me more of bat wings than bird wings, but they were decorated with more beautiful red scales in intricate swirls. Laughing, I moved back along his body to brush my hands over his leg. His long tail had sharp tines on the top that glittered red in the sun. I ran my fingertips along them all the way to the points, testing the sharpness. They would definitely hurt in a fight. I went around him and treated the other side of his body to the same attention, mostly because he was so amazing, and I didn’t want to stop touching him.

  My heart raced and that tingling, living electricity in my chest felt like it was trying to throb right out of my body. I gave Carlisle as much of a hug on his side as I could, pressing my body against his, and my overactive mind was silent for once. My entire body felt good.

  “Shakespeare’s not my thing and I don’t have enough good words for you, Carlisle, but you’re dazzling. I’m glad I met you. How could I say no to being yours? I want to belong to you.” I rubbed my cheek against his side, and he shivered under me. It felt like he was shuddering and then I realized his bulk was shrinking. I jumped back, and unlike when he’d grown, there was another rush of temperature change. Coldness smacked against me, like a strong arctic wind. The crackle in the air hurt my ears and I covered them with my hands. What happened next was that reality skipped like a bad recording. There was a wilting dragon—after the skip, Carlisle rested on his knees in the middle of some frost-covered clover.

  The ice twinkled silver in the sunshine like a thousand diamonds, and my stomach tightened. He was rock-hard and staring at me with a hot smile. He didn’t blink as he climbed to his feet, and I swallowed hard.

  “Do you get hard every time you shift?”

  He shook his head and tilted his chin up. He blew a burst of sparks into the air. They were beautiful. “No. Your hands all over me did this,” he said. He glided his hand along his flat stomach and gave himself a gentle pull, his eyes closing for a second, and I groaned.

  “I’d like to keep touching you,” I whispered.

  He let go of himself and his smile slipped away leaving behind a very intense expression that had my groin tense and warm.

  “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”

  Disappointment rocked me. “Why?”

  He took a step closer. “I’m not sure of my control right now. I’m not going to be able to stop at a blow job or a hand job. I’m going to want to have you.” His voice went low, like a growl, and my toes curled in my shoes.

  “Yes, I want that.”

  He came toward me fast, much faster than a man could have moved. Unlike the way he’d almost treated me like I would break yesterday, he cupped my cheeks in rough hands and plastered his lips to mine. His taste and his heat fried my brain, and all I could do was cling to the soft skin that covered the hard muscles of his shoulders. He ran a hand down my back and pressed me close to his naked body. I loved the way he moved me around and pure need flashed into my core, but it was my heart, not my hard prick that let me know this was right. I wasn’t upset, scared, or afraid. For once in my life, I felt cared for.

  19

  Carlisle

  “I want this so bad. Please,” Haiden whispered against my lips. My instincts screamed at me to rip his clothes out of my way and bury my body in his, deep. That would hurt him, though, and no matter what I wanted, there was no way I was fucking him without preparing him first. His screams for me would be all pleasure, not pain.

  Growling low in the back of my throat, I bent and scooped him into my arms.

  “What the—what are you doing?” He clung to my shoulders and his eyes shot open wide. “Guys don’t carry guys.”

  “Really?”

  His cheeks flushed a charming pink. “Well, I guess you’re doing it, so they do, but they usually don’t.”

  I didn’t bother answering that nonsense, and instead I raced forward, and he buried his face against my chest. The trees flew by me, and I ran as fast as I could. “If anyone sees you, they’ll know there’s something up.” Haiden smacked his open palm to my naked chest, but he also massaged the spot, sending waves of delight to pelt through me.

  I ran faster, and soon I could see the edge of the parking lot. No one appeared to be outside, and the sun was beginning to set so the shadows were long and deep around us. I kept moving rather than stopping, and raced directly to the door of my room, grateful that Mason had gone back to Charleston for a few days to meet with Bishop. I slammed open the door and then slipped into the room, kicking the door shut behind me.

  Haiden brushed his soft lips against mine, and I set him on his feet. All I wanted was his skin against me. I shoved his coat from his shoulders, and he finished removing it by shaking it from his arms. He slid his hands up the back of my neck while he pressed himself closer. My hard-on brushed his clothing and I snapped. I wanted that barrier between us gone. I grasped the collar of his shirt and flexed. The sharp sound of ripping cloth filled the room and the material parted like paper, giving me the skin underneath that I craved. He stilled but then kissed me. When I shoved my tongue into his mouth, wanting to be inside him any way possible, he sucked hard. My cock throbbed and I moaned.

  He arched away and gave me room to unbuckle his belt, and I nearly ruined his pants the way I did his shirt trying to get them down. He laughed when I slid my hands underneath his thighs and hoisted him over my shoulder so that I could drop him onto his back on the bed. He was all slim smooth muscles and long legs. His feet were trapped by his shoes and pants, and I tugged everything loose. When he was naked, stretched out on my bed, I stared for a few seconds, struck dumb by his beauty.

  His pale skin was a work of art, and his nipples were berry pink. He shifted his thighs apart and I stared at his cock nestled in a trimmed thatch of dark hair, already leaking a thin line of his excitement onto his stomach to pool in his belly button.

  “Please, please, Carlisle. I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

  That pretty begging broke me. I crawled up onto the bed. His sweet omega smell was heavy in the air and he spread his thighs for me, giving me access to all of the most vulnerable parts of his body. He brought his hand up to his lips and bit at the knuckle of his middle finger and I moaned at the picture he presented. All I wanted was to make him feel good.

  I kissed along his calf to his knee and rubbed my cheek there. He smiled and shifted restlessly. I meant to suck him until he was shooting his seed down my throat but got distracted by a wonderful sweet whiff of his musk as I kissed higher along his thigh. I grabbed his hips and moved him closer to me. He gasped, and I realized my display of strength was well beyond that of a human. Smirking, I snagged a pillow from the head of the bed.

  “Lift up,” I murmured. He nodded and did as I told him.

  With him on his back and the pillow wedged under his hips, I knew Haiden would be comfortable for however long I wanted to have him this way, and I didn’t hesitate. I spread his ass cheeks apart with my thumbs until I could see his pink asshole. Leaning forward, I swiped my tongue over it, my cock already twitching and aching to be inside him. He bucked and nearly bounced himself from the bed. It was only me wrapping my arms around his thighs to anchor him in place that kept him in place.

  “Fuck, Carlisle,” he yelled.

  Music to my ears. I closed my eyes and lapped at him until his rim softened and I was able to lick into his heat. He writhed against my hold on him as he
tried to shove closer to my face and then pull away, like maybe the sensations were too much. None of that. I didn’t care if he came on my tongue because I planned to have him more than once tonight. Nudging my nose against his balls, I stabbed my tongue deep, enjoying the low breathy moans he made. I played him mercilessly.

  He whimpered and his cock stood so stiff it smacked against his belly with the movement from the shifting of his hips and then bounced erect again. He clawed at my shoulders, pulling and then lightly shoving at me, again like he couldn’t quite decide if he wanted me to keep going or stop.

  I met Haiden’s gaze and held it, mischief setting my heart alight. I shifted, much as I had last night when he asked so sweetly if I could kiss him with my fangs out, only this time I allowed the change to ripple through my mouth to my tongue. I let it lengthen and grow thicker and pushed into his body with it. His eyes flew open wide and he cried out, arching against the bed. I pushed upwards inside his heat with my tongue, massaging over the small knot of nerves in there. His thighs trembled and I kept up my attentions. His scent swelled in the air making me frantic. My dragon roared in my head, urging me to get inside him, mark him as my own for real.

  I moaned and rutted my stiff shaft against the bedclothes, sending pleasure ricocheting around inside my gut. I wanted to be in him. I twisted my tongue in a way no human appendage could be maneuvered, coaxing his body toward release, and he shouted, wordless happy sounds. He gave my hair a vicious tug that flooded my body with adrenaline and then his cum painted a luscious white splatter on his stomach and chest while he convulsed and cried out. I kept up what I was doing until he was a trembling, whimpering, beautiful mess. I felt deviously satisfied with myself when I slipped my tongue from his body and sat up to investigate the full magnitude of my work.

  His erection didn’t wilt the way I thought it might, instead his shaft quivered as I ran my tongue along him to clean him off and get him ready for more. He patted the back of my head and mumbled gibberish, and I’m not sure if he wanted me to stop or suck him, but I had my own ideas and lapped the cum from his soft, smooth stomach instead, up his chest to where there was a small sprinkling of dark curls in the middle.

  “You killed me,” he sighed with a smile, his glasses adorably askew. I wanted to kiss him, but finally having him spread out underneath me was too much of a temptation. I popped my mouth over the sweet little rosebud of his nipple and sucked. He shifted and wrapped his legs around my waist, sending a thrill directly into my stomach.

  “So good,” he sighed, and I didn’t want to stop. I loved having my mouth anywhere on his body, so I bathed his nipple until he was squirming again and then slid over to do the same to the other one. I scraped my fangs over the pebbled point, and he nodded encouragement, a gentle hand going to the back of my neck while he rubbed his hard prick on my abs.

  I never wanted this to stop.

  “I’m ready. I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life. Do you have, you know. Supplies?”

  His words broke through the fog of lust in my mind and I paused to kiss my way up his neck until I had him in my arms. His glasses had slipped almost entirely from his nose and he wore the most charming smile I’d ever seen. I carefully removed them for him, and he stiffened but relaxed a few seconds later as he monitored where I’d put them on the bedside table. He drew me down with all his strength, pushing his forehead against mine. “I want this, now, Carlisle.” His green eyes gleamed, nearly draconic in his intensity, and a harsh flush of excited heat flew over my skin.

  “Hold on.” I moved away enough to fumble in the drawer beside the bed where I’d stashed the lube bottle I bought earlier today, hopeful that we might end up here together eventually. I’d never dreamed he would respond so enthusiastically. I’d been prepared to wait as long as he needed. I dropped the bottle on the bed beside us and for a second, he studied it like it was a snake that might bite him.

  “You know what to do, right? I mean…” He flushed nearly crimson and I hugged him tight. “It seems like you know.”

  “I do.” Grinning at him, I snagged up the bottle and opened it, squeezing a sizable dollop onto my fingers. He watched me, eyes bright and curious, as I moved my hand down between his legs. I trailed my thumb over his balls, and he smiled, easing his legs open wider.

  I teased my fingers at his hole. Thanks to me pleasuring him with my tongue, I was able to easily slide two fingers into his body. The tight heat stole my breath and had my cock straining. I knew exactly where his pleasure spot was, so I didn’t hold off on pressing my fingers over the nub there. His eyes flew wide and he nodded, tugging on my waist like he was trying to get me to mount him.

  “Do it. I want—” He reached between us and clasped my cock. Heat blossomed in my groin and my nuts drew up. The sight alone of him touching me made me struggle to drag in a deep breath. He gave me a light squeeze that sent a shock of need through me.

  Pulsing my fingers hard over that delicious spot in his ass had him crying out and wiggling underneath me. I eased my fingers free and fumbled for more lube, but he was touching my cock—caressing, teasing—and it was all I could do to coordinate enough to squeeze some more lube out and get most of the cool gel on my shaft. Some spilled on the bedding, but I didn’t care. He spread the slick over me, warming it with his touch, and my gut tightened. I had wanted to take my time with him. Right now, I needed to fuck him hard and fast.

  All at once an urgency hit me and I moved, getting under his thighs with my arms so that I could maneuver his legs onto my shoulders. He didn’t let go of me, kept up his delightful tormenting until I was pressed against his hole, and then he moaned and let go, collapsing back against the bed. He was tense for a moment, but he took a deep breath and smiled at me. I leaned forward and ate at his lips. He relaxed at the same time as I kissed him. He was too tight, and I was never going to be able to do this without hurting him, but I nudged against his opening and then all at once I popped into his velvety tightness. The spot at the base of my cock where my knot would swell right before I came tingled. I had to close my eyes and breathe deep not to spill right then.

  “Condom,” I gasped. “Was going to put one on.” He shook his head and flexed his body around me. I nearly died with how good he felt.

  “No, please don’t stop.” He rocked against me as if to prove a point. My control disintegrated like dry wood in a blast of dragon fire, and I pushed until my groin was tight to his ass before pulling out again. The tight squeeze and draw of his body as I filled him over and over again was better than anything I could ever remember. He braced his hands against the headboard and a steady stream of curse words I’d never heard from him fell from his mouth, the dirty words urging me on.

  “Fuck,” he snarled when I managed to angle myself just right. “Do that harder. Now!”

  “Oh, yes,” I said with a laugh as I pounded that spot, and he yelled. The bed creaked. I realized maybe I was being too rough, but he wasn’t asking me to stop. His pretty eyes flew open wide and he arched against me. Pink stained his chest and flowed up his neck to his cheeks and then he was yelling while his body rippled around mine, his already impossibly tight ass gripping me so tightly that I almost came with him.

  The ecstasy etched onto his face, the bitter tang of his release in the air, and the shivers of his body around my shaft had me pumping hard once more, deep into his body, and then I erupted, caught by surprise. My cockhead felt like it was growing and the knot at the base of my cock expanded and pressed against his insides. The sharp bliss as I tried to rut deeper and fill him in every way possible rolled my eyes back in my head and stiffened every one of my muscles.

  “Oh my god, it feels so warm, and oh, shit, Carlisle. What’s happening? Oh, wow, that’s good.” His voice trailed off into another moan as he shivered underneath me. His ass squeezing on my knot had sparks crashing through my groin and sizzling through my body, and I knew I was stretching and pressing his prostate. I slid my hand over his flat stomach through th
e mess between us and used it to slick the way for my fist on his cock. He twitched in my hold as I tugged him and he yelled again, shaking his head, but there was a huge smile on his face.

  We both stilled after that, breathing hard. I held his shaft because I liked the weight and feel of him and wasn’t ready to stop yet. “Never felt so good,” I whispered to him.

  He gave me a shy smile and hugged me close. “Me neither.”

  We stayed locked together. He murmured a question about my knot.

  “Dragon thing,” I mumbled back, and that must have been enough at the moment with both our brains in pieces. It took about ten minutes for my knot to recede enough for me to move, but we’d spent the entire time kissing and instead of pulling out, I began a new gentle race, plowing his ass until he was clenched so tight around my cock again that I couldn’t think.

  I was high on his essence and body and smile, and never wanted our night to end.

  By the third time we both came again, he was so full of cum it leaked out of him when I finally pulled my cock out and collapsed on him. A very satisfied, very dragon part of me loved knowing that he was stuffed full of my seed. I kissed his chest where his heart was, and he held me close, face buried in the hair on the top of my head.

  My mate. The worlds circled in my head accompanied by a very smug sense of happiness from my dragon. I’d collected the finest treasure, the most wonderful wealth.

  “You’re my gem,” I whispered.

  He chuckled. “Your smell is all over me,” Haiden replied, but his voice was lilting and soft, as if he was on the edge of dreaming.

  I turned my head and wasn’t surprised to see the windows were black. We’d been at this for a while. Carefully, I slipped my hand back between his legs and ran a finger through the cum slick between his cheeks. I bit my tongue and didn’t stop myself from the impulse to push as much of it as I could back inside him. I teased his used hole. He moaned and spread his legs for me, and my cock twitched. I wanted him again already, but I was too tired to move.