Running to Dimitri [A Dragon's Growl 6] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove)

by Marcy Jacks

  Josh nodded, and Dimitri slipped his fingers deeper. He scissored them, hooked them, and then found that hard little nub inside that made Josh throw his head back and squeeze his eyes shut. His dick jumped. Drops of precum formed at the head, and Dimitri’s mouth watered.

  “Wh-what’s to stop me from—God!—what’s to stop me from getting myself off?”

  “Nothing, I suppose.” The sweat was beginning to get to Dimitri. It wasn’t just Josh’s body that was reacting, becoming slick and hot, but now Dimitri felt the small hairs sticking to the back of his head. He probably should have turned on the air conditioning in this room before they got started, but somehow, he was also pleased that he hadn’t.

  The idea of their slick bodies, wet and rolling in the sheets, got his balls tight and the pleasure coiling beneath his stomach all the more intense and ready to burst.

  “So then…why can’t I do that?” Josh asked. His eyes were half-lidded now. He looked as if he was struggling to think while Dimitri played with his prostate.

  Dimitri couldn’t hold back anymore. He pulled his fingers back then took his hard cock by the base. He slid the swollen head of his cock against Josh’s hole, enjoying the way the man’s cheeks clenched beautifully around it.

  Teasing him.

  “You can.” Dimitri gasped, pushing the head against that tight pucker. He hadn’t prepared the man nearly as much as he thought he should, so he wasn’t altogether shocked when it took some doing before he felt the tight ring of muscle give way and Dimitri’s cock popped inside.

  Dimitri groaned. “Fuck, that’s good.” He adjusted his knee, getting a better position before canting his hips forward. “You’re tight. This your first time?”

  Josh shook his head, which Dimitri didn’t like. “Never had anyone inside me before, though.”

  Dimitri definitely liked to hear that. “I’m your first then. Good.”

  Better than good. Fucking amazing. It made Dimitri’s inner dragon go wild with desire and pleasure.

  He pumped his hips faster, pushing deeper and deeper inside with each shallow thrust. Then he was balls deep, and his thrusts were no longer so shallow.

  “Oh fuck, oh my God,” Josh moaned. He didn’t push back against Dimitri’s thrusts. He probably didn’t know what to do. Dimitri had been with a couple of first-timers who had been so overcome by the pleasure, of being taken, that they forgot to move back against him.

  That, and it must have been something of a difficult thing to think of doing when Dimitri had such a firm grip on the man’s knees, keeping them spread so widely apart while he slammed into the man.

  Josh was a little too beautiful as Dimitri did this. The way he clenched his eyes shut, opened his mouth, breathed and mewled with each hard thrust. He moaned at other times, as though he couldn’t keep it back.

  Back and forth, in and out, each time a little voice went off in Dimitri’s head that screamed at him.

  Mine. All mine. No one else can touch. No one else can have.

  It didn’t matter who Josh was really loyal to or even if this was an actual trick he was trying to play on the clan.

  None of it mattered because, as of now, Josh was part of the clan, and he was going to be loyal to both it and Dimitri.

  Josh continued to swear, to moan and curse, as Dimitri picked up the pace. He pounded into the man beneath him so wildly that the heavy bed frame slammed against the wall hard and fast.

  Dimitri was going to put indents into that wall, and he didn’t care. Nothing mattered except the heat and the tight clench of that body around his cock.

  “Fuck, you feel so damned good. Push back against me. Move your ass.”

  Josh blinked up at him. “What?”

  “Move,” Dimitri commanded, not slowing down because now he was so damned close he could hardly take it.

  Josh swallowed, and he did as he was told. It was slow at first. They hardly had any sort of rhythm to think of, but the way he circled his hips and the way he tightened his hole were more than enough.

  Dimitri was going to come. He couldn’t hold it back anymore, which was a shame because Dimitri always prided himself on being a proper stallion. A dragon who liked to think he was a stallion, yeah, but the point was the same.

  He should have been able to pleasure his mate all night long, but he couldn’t.

  Dimitri’s fangs popped out in his mouth. He couldn’t stop them. His claws came out, digging into Josh’s sweet hips as he gripped them hard and fucked into him as if it were going to be the last orgasm he ever had in his entire life.

  Josh arched his back, moaning as the sound of their flesh smacking together filled the room along with the bang of the headboard against the wall.

  “Fuck me, oh fuck me harder.”

  That was next to impossible at this point, but Dimitri was sure as hell going to give it the old college try as he felt his balls tighten almost all the way up into his body, and then there was nothing but the heat of his release.

  Dimitri roared. He didn’t care who in the house happened to hear it, either. This was perfection. This was what he wanted and everything he hadn’t known he’d wanted until now.

  Even as his orgasm ripped through him, he felt the almost painful clench of Josh’s asshole around his cock, and then, thankfully, he smelled the rush of musk and saw as Josh stroked his cock hard and fast, coming in long streams over his chest and stomach.

  The scent of his pleasure was already thick in the air before Dimitri saw that. His mate’s second orgasm. It was beautiful to watch.

  “God, you’re fucking gorgeous.” Dimitri’s hips wouldn’t stop moving.

  The ride was slow and sweet as he rocked back and forth, milking the last of his pleasure as he leaned down and let his tongue slide over the milky substance on Josh’s stomach.

  Josh moaned, his fingers coming back into Dimitri’s hair. “Oh God, what are you doing to me?”

  Dimitri lifted his head, his cock still inside his mate, still hard, ready for another go.

  He leaned his entire body over Josh’s, thrusting his hips forward hard until he was balls deep inside the man, deeper than he’d ever been so far.

  Josh’s eyes flew wide, his mouth dropping open.

  “I’m making you mine,” Dimitri growled and then proceeded to prove it to his mate by fucking into him hard again, hard and fast, until their bed screamed for mercy.

  He was determined to bring his mate to orgasm again, and he wouldn’t stop until he reached that goal.

  Josh, helpless against the pleasure, held on for the ride as best as he could.

  It was adorable how he tried to last, but the way his body clenched around Dimitri’s cock, the heat and sweat from his body, it was almost too much for Dimitri to handle.

  He growled, clenching his teeth, and forced his body to hold off, hold the pleasure at bay. He wouldn’t let it end so soon.

  He came only after Josh did, after the man shouted out loud and dug his short, blunt fingernails into Dimitri’s ass.

  Dimitri didn’t bruise so easily, but he was fairly sure he was going to have some finger-shaped bruises down there after this.

  And he was only too happy for it.

  “Oh fuck, oh my God, fuck.” Josh panted, his body suddenly feeling a little more pliant and watery.

  Dimitri’s elbow trembled as he struggled to keep himself above his mate. It was more than a little difficult.

  “Well, while you’re a little helpless, why don’t you tell me how you and your brother came to work for Varrick?”

  Awareness suddenly rushed back into Josh’s eyes. They flew wide.

  Chapter Four

  Zed couldn’t believe he was here again. He hated this fucking house, and it took him over an hour just to make it here from the new mansion where Varrick was hiding away. That was after a private jet dropped him off.

  Varrick seemed to think it was a far enough distance to keep the dragons from realizing where he was. The vampire wasn’t as smart as he liked
to think he was. Dragons could fly, too, last time he checked.

  To have a report back by tonight, as he could see anything when all the curtains were closed and no one seemed to be coming outside, was insanity.

  Fuck. If nothing happened, he was going to have to make some shit up and hope for the best. Zed had no idea if Josh and Zane had come here.

  He could smell traces of James, however, and that fox omega. It was fairly new. Did that mean he’d actually come to bring the omega back? What the fuck was he thinking?

  Varrick was going to skin him alive over an open fire Game of Thrones-style if that was the case.

  Maybe Zed could bring that information back. The problem was all the ways it could backfire on him.

  Varrick would either be glad for the information—he seemed to value knowledge—or he would get pissed off, and it would be Zed who would get strung up and tortured to death.

  He shivered. He’d seen a couple of the ways Varrick fucked with people. He would never betray the man. Not ever.

  Fucking around with James had been bad enough. The dumb bastard had managed to get away again and again, despite Zed’s best efforts and one of his men even getting killed.

  He fucking hated James.

  Zed watched the house. He growled at it. Wanting the bastard to come out so he could see for himself that the man was there.

  Short of suddenly having X-ray vision, he wasn’t likely going to see shit.

  “Sir?”

  Zed glanced to the side. Some small-time grunt, easy to dump a failure on if it came to that, walked up next to him. “Hurry up.”

  “Right, I caught Zane’s and Josh’s scents from the south side of the house. Thought you’d want to know that.”

  Zed nodded. It would have been better if he’d been the one who found those scents. Shit.

  He looked at the kid. Young enough that he wouldn’t say anything if Zed took the credit. He would probably be grateful for it just so he could get out of needing to give a report to Varrick on anything.

  Varrick tended to make all the younger guys either quit or piss themselves. That was before they found out he was a vampire. Anyone who tried to quit after that didn’t get to go home. They just vanished.

  “So now we know the two betrayers are in there, and James is in there, which means he probably took the little fox shifter home, too. I’ll call Varrick.”

  “Will we have to give him a report?”

  Yup. The kid definitely didn’t want to be in front of the man. “No, just me. Don’t worry about it.” Zed looked at the man. “Make sure you say nothing to anyone else either.”

  The kid nodded.

  Zed pulled out his phone. He didn’t even like calling Varrick. He could handle it, but his throat still hurt from the bite mark. He was absolutely not looking forward to how it would go down when he was in front of the vampire again.

  “Are the others still out searching?”

  “Yes, sir.” The kid nodded. “But there’s one more thing, actually.”

  “Make it quick.” The phone was ringing now.

  “I kept catching Sorin’s scent around the property. Usually with a dragon.”

  Zed hung up. He gave the kid his full attention. “Go on.”

  The kid nodded. “It was weird, and at first I thought maybe it was a mistake, or an old scent, but it’s been too long. This has to mean he’s alive, but the dragon scent is the weirdest part.”

  “Okay, why is that?” Zed didn’t like long stories, and he was quickly losing his patience.

  The kid looked around, as though worried someone would see him speaking about this, and he scratched the back of his neck. “It was as if he was having sex with the dragon. I didn’t find any semen around, but in a few places, there was the scent of musk. Again, it was old, and it took me a minute to recognize it, but I think the dragons are keeping Sorin as a sex slave.”

  The idea clearly didn’t horrify the kid. He’d already been working for Varrick long enough that such a thing wouldn’t bother him anymore.

  But Zed was thinking about something else entirely. Something Varrick wouldn’t appreciate in the least.

  The very real possibility that his son wasn’t being held as a sex slave but that he was reciprocating in what was happening to him.

  Fuck. Now Zed really wasn’t looking forward to telling Varrick any of this.

  * * * *

  Josh lay on his back, pressing his face into the pillow he gripped so tightly while he made a mess of the sheets beneath him with a fresh layer of lust and sweat. The fresh sheets. They’d fucked so many times on the old ones that Dimitri had actually insisted on making the bed.

  Josh couldn’t believe that, and when Dimitri had been busy, Josh made sure to glance around the rest of the room, as well.

  No sign of dust anywhere and no hint that the man enjoyed a little messiness in his life either.

  “Are you are a germaphobe or something?”

  Dimitri laughed at him, grabbed him by the hips, and tossed him back into bed after that, without answering. That seemed to be the important part.

  Josh didn’t like the new sheets at first. They were too crisp and weren’t warm with the scent of him and Dimitri.

  The dragon shifter changed that quickly.

  His teasing hand stroked along Josh’s cock, up and down the length of it, around the head, right before he leaned down and pressed his warm mouth to the sensitive flesh of his balls.

  Yeah, that got him going again.

  The problem came after, when Josh dug his fingernails into the new sheets, messing them up as he squirmed beneath the talent of that wicked mouth, his cock hard and aching all over again.

  Dimitri sucked him until he moaned, until another orgasm began to build and threatened to spring free from him.

  Then Dimitri pulled his mouth away. “You still didn’t answer me about you and your brother.”

  Josh’s eyes flew wide, a sort of panic setting in at the idea that this man might be so cruel to bring him to these kinds of heights, just to leave him hanging like this.

  “Wh-what?”

  Dimitri’s hand started back up again, leisurely stroking up and down the length of Josh’s prick. The pressure was little more than a tease. In fact, using the word pressure at all was an insult to pressure. It was barely a ghostly touch. The only reason why he felt it at all was because he was so damned sensitive.

  “You and I are supposed to be talking. That way I have some more information to give to Seth when we go and see him. It’s been a couple of hours already.”

  “It has?” Josh blinked stupidly, and he searched around for a clock, but Dimitri took him by the chin, forcing his attention back to him before Josh could get a look at what he was searching for.

  “Ah-ah. Pay attention.” Dimitri added just enough extra pressure to make Josh shiver. “You like how that feels, don’t you?”

  Josh nodded, the heat building up again. He felt dehydrated from coming and sweating so much, but at the same time, he still needed so much more. “H-how are you doing this to me?”

  “We’re mated.”

  “N-no such thing.”

  Dimitri’s hand paused.

  “That’s just something alphas make up to control their omegas.”

  Josh didn’t notice anything was off until Dimitri lifted a brow at him. “Is that seriously what you think?”

  Josh stared back, unapologetic, even as the pleasure building within him was still so close to bursting. “I know it. I watched the omegas who lived here for long enough.”

  “No.” Dimitri turned his fist around Josh’s cock, bringing out another surge of pleasure within him. “You only know how the vampires treated their slaves. That’s different. Don’t shake your head at me.”

  The forcefulness in Dimitri’s voice demanded respect and attention. Josh had to listen.

  “Do you really think your body, your very gorgeous, very human body could keep doing this if you weren’t having a reaction to being a
round me? This is natural, sweetheart, and it’s fate, and I have no idea why you were working for Varrick. I wish I’d been part of that fight that cast the other vampires out. I might have met you earlier, but it doesn’t matter anymore because you’re here now, and I’m not going to sit back while you pretend this isn’t a thing.”

  “N-not pretending,” Josh said, but at this point, he honestly didn’t know what he was doing anymore or why he was doing it. The only thing he knew was that every time Dimitri’s fingers slid up and down the length of his cock, he felt good, better than good, and not just because of the heat and pleasure.

  It felt good because he felt safe here. He felt safe as Dimitri leaned over him, his body warm, powerful, and yet gentle.

  Dimitri was the embodiment of strength, and Josh didn’t want to admit this to him, so he was going to keep his mouth shut for now, but he was glad that Dimitri had caught him and his brother out in the woods surrounding the house. He was glad that Dimitri wanted him so badly because Josh wanted him back.

  Even without saying anything, Dimitri seemed to take something from Josh’s expression. The man smiled and nodded down at him, as if he was also discovering something.

  Or as if Josh had just openly admitted something important to him.

  “You can admit it. You know you’re mine.”

  Dimitri’s hands were callused against Josh’s thighs. It felt rough and good, and Josh allowed his legs to be spread, his head pounding hot hard and fast as the man pushed his body between them.

  His hips fit so well there. Josh gasped when he felt the heavy length of the man’s cock against the crack of his ass, and the pleasure that was fighting for control inside of him spiked.

  “You want this. You want me.”

  Josh nodded. He couldn’t take it anymore, and when those callused hands stroked his chest, fingers tweaking and teasing his nipples, Josh bit his lower lip, arching his back and desperate to push his chest harder against those wonderful hands.

  “You want me to fuck you, don’t you?”

  Josh nodded.

  “Tell me you want my cock inside your ass. Apparently I’ll have to make it obvious a few more times until you admit that you’re mine.”