Chapter 36

I snuggled against Kal, watching the water slide across the glass. “Where are we going?”

“To a house next to a lake.”

I felt awkward and wanted to crawl under the seat to hide, yet at the same time, I wanted to kiss Kal and never stop.

“I think you’ll like it. At least I hope you will.”

Hearing the nervousness in his voice and feeling the tension in his body, stirred a protective urgency. I placed a soft kiss on his palm before rubbing it against my cheek. “It’ll be great. You’re going to take me flying, right?”

“If you want.”

“I do, very much so.”

The shuttle landed on the edge of a pristine lake. The blue water lapped against the white rocky shore. Rain fell from the sky in sheets, and the air held a chill. I skipped out of the shuttle, mud splattering my legs, and glanced back at Kal, who watched me. I held out a hand, and he immediately moved to my side, dropping our bag on the wet ground.

As soon as the shuttle was out of sight, I demanded, “Take me flying.”

His wings burst out of the slits in the back of his shirt. I traced one with my fingertips, and Kal’s eyes darkened as he licked his lips.

“You don’t mind me touching them?” I asked.

His wings enclosed me, solid and secure. “I like it.”

I pointed at the clouded sky.

He placed my arms around his neck before holding me securely. His wings beat a few times, straining. I was about to ask if he could fly with me when we lifted off the ground. I practically strangled Kal, and my heart thrashed against my ribs.

His mouth pressed against my ear. “I won’t drop you. Trust me, my Seth.”

His wings beat a steady rhythm as we moved through the sky. The clouds continued to weep, soaking us. Kal moved toward the lake, and I peered down, which was a bad idea. An immediate sense of vertigo swept through me. I squeezed Kal, unable to take my gaze off the crystal water, teeming with sparklingly fish.

Kal’s nose dragged along my ear before he whispered, “You”re safe.”

We flew for a while before shivers wracked my body from the rain and wind. Kal lowered to the ground, and I released a moan of protest.

“You’re cold.”

“I’m f-fine, Babe.”

He laughed, and my eyes closed so I could savor the deep, rumbly sound. Hands fisted in his tunic, I yanked his lips to mine. Tugging, I maneuvered to the ground, mud soaking the back of my jacket. My mouth attacked his as I rocked against him. Kal gripped my hips, meeting each of my movements with his own until we rutted against each other.

Kal tore his mouth from mine with a growl. “We need to talk.”

“About?” I asked, grinding against him.

His breath turned harsh. “What you like. What you don’t like. What you want. And such. My permissions.”

My mind went blank. In the past, I’d done whatever my current partner wanted whether I’d been comfortable or not. I hadn’t wanted them to leave, and making demands or placing boundaries that would never be honored had made no sense.

“I have no idea. I really don’t. Except for being hit. I don’t even like being spanked. Permissions wise, you can kiss me or touch me when you want, except in public. Though… I mean if I pulled away…” I couldn’t finish.

“Consent can always be revoked,” he said.

I tried to find something more to tell him, but honestly, I had no idea. “I don’t know, Kal. So much of my romantic past was me doing what other people wanted. I never really formed opinions for what I liked and didn’t like.”

He cupped my cheek. “Do you want me to be gentle or hard?”

“I don’t need to be touched like I’m made of glass, but I’m not into pain.” I added after a second, “Or humiliation.”

“I understand.”

“You?” I asked, trying to move on. Maybe if Kal talked, I would have a better idea of what he needed.

“I’m versatile as far as positions.”

“Me too.”

“I like rough sex, but I’m also fine being gentle. You know I like to be touched and kissed, and you are welcome to do either whenever you want. Some drakcol love their tails being touched. I like it, but it is not a strong desire of mine. Though feel free to touch it as you desire. You do have to be gentle, as it’s sensitive. I do love my forehead, the sides of my neck, and sides being touched by you.”

“Why?” I had noticed he rubbed his forehead on me quite often.

“I have scent glands, and my instincts demand you smell like me.”

Like a cat?I thought but didn’t say. I grabbed his hand, trying to ignore the chill of mud beneath me. We should have done this inside, out of the rain. As my fingers brushed his claws, I realized something. “You won’t be able to put your fingers inside me.”

His head cocked to the side.

“Your claws could hurt me.”

He looked down at our joined hands. “I hadn’t realized.”

“Also, I need a great deal of prep and lube before you can fuck me.”

“I do know this. I researched.”

I laughed. Of course he had.

“How about we find out what you like together? If I do something you’re not comfortable with or it hurts, you tell me.”

“I’d like that. Do you have any big no’s?”

“No sex in public.”

“I”m with you on that.” I contained a shudder. “Anything else?”

“I don’t like to be tied up.”

“Then we won’t do that.”

Kal grinned.

“I still haven’t decided, Kal, about staying.”

His smile dimmed. “I know.”

“Is this going to be too hard?”

He traced my chin with his muddy fingers. “I will never forgive myself if I don’t fuck you at least once, Seth. I need this.”

I did too, but I couldn’t say it.

I yanked him down, kissing him. He slid his hand under my shirt and over my skin, covering me in cold mud, but the blazing heat coming off him kept me from becoming chilled. I shivered as one of his fingers circled my nipple, sending little pulses through me. He pinched the nub, tugging on it.

“Ungh,” I groaned against his mouth. The feeling was like a bolt of lightning going directly south.

It had been way too long since I’d had sex. This would be much shorter than I wanted if I wasn’t careful.

“We should go inside,” I said.

Kal shifted off me, and I immediately missed the warmth. A blush rose to my cheeks from my obvious erection tenting the front of my pants, but Kal didn’t seem to care. He helped me up and tugged me toward the house in a tree not far from the lake.

I barely paid attention to the surroundings and rich furnishings. I kissed Kal and he directed me toward the stairs. He went first, and I followed closely, mouth barely leaving his. He pushed open a door, and we stumbled inside.

The room was cavernous and round. A canopy bed sat in the middle, and a plush green rug covered the floor. Kal tugged off my muddy shirt. It fell to the wood floor with a slap. His hands roved over me, his fingers hot against my frigid skin. I grabbed the edge of his shirt and tugged. With his help, it came off.

Kal was built with tight muscles and smooth scales. He was beautiful. I pressed a kiss against his chest, licking his scales and relishing the taste of him. His fingers moved to my pants and undid them before shoving them down. I kicked off my shoes, then stepped out of them. Leaning into the moment, I took off my boxers and socks, completely naked in front of him.

His purple eyes traced my body with a possessive gleam, which made my breath speed up. I tugged him closer, grinding my dick against him. “Kal.”

His fingers dug into my back. “My Seth, you’re so cold.”

“We should shower.”

I unbuttoned his pants, wetting my lips, and Kal tugged off his clothes, directing me toward a door.

His two wings were curled against his back, basically flat, talons against his shoulder blades. His tail rested right above his sculpted ass. It swished peacefully, and I couldn’t help but admire it. I wanted to skim my fingers over his tail and trace kisses down his back to the dimples at the base of his spine.

For the first time, I noticed he didn’t have hair. Was he going to dislike mine? I hadn’t even trimmed my pubic hair. Bad decision, but I hadn’t wanted to stress about anything.

We stepped into the bathroom that was covered in rock walls and ferns, and Kal turned on the water, making the back wall resemble a waterfall, before tugging me under the steaming stream. Unable to contain my curiosity, I looked down. His dick was shaped similarly to that of a human, though thicker and longer than average and the head was wide and triangle-shaped, tapering to a point with a slit on the top.

Scales covered his dick and his large balls. I couldn’t help but wonder what he would feel like inside of me. Would the scales be too rough or would they be nice? Either way, I wanted him.

When my gaze returned to his face, Kal asked, “Do you like what you see?”

I nodded, blushing. “Do you?”

“Most definitely.”

I wanted to say something, but his mouth captured mine as he shoved me against the shower wall, making the protruding rocks dig into my back. I invaded Kal’s mouth with my tongue, my hips rocking against his thigh, and Kal grabbed my ass, yanking me up, so our dicks brushed. The slick friction made me moan.

“Fuck,” I groaned, grinding against him. The feel of his scales against the sensitive skin of my dick was almost enough to send me over the edge.

I tried to press as close to him as I could. I was freezing. My muscles ached and my stomach churned. I ignored it all and focused on Kal.

“I can’t wait any longer,” I told him in a rough voice. I wasn’t even sure if we’d gotten the mud off, but I didn’t care.

Kal hauled me from the shower and toward the bed. I fell on it, dragging Kal on top of me. He shifted back, panting. “I expect you to tell me if you don’t like something or I hurt you.”

“I will.”

His fingers stroked my dick, and I moaned, rubbing his sides and tracing the grooves around his scales. He pumped my shaft and circled the sensitive tip. A bead of pre-cum welled, and he slid his fingers through it, then brushed the underside of my dick. I arched up, moaning.

“Fuck, Kal.”

Kal grinned against my lips. “Patience.”

His fingers wandered over me, touching, exploring. My hands never stayed in one place, traveling over the tight planes of his muscles and feeling the smoothness of his scales. When he moved further down, tracing my hole, I spread my legs wider for him.

He circled my rim, sending pulses of pleasure to my dick, before slipping up to cup my balls, tugging on them.

“Shit,” I ground out, hips bucking.

Kal’s fingers returned to gently probing my ass.

“I can’t,” I started, thinking of his claws.

“I know. You can fuck me, Husband.” Kal claimed my lips, and his tongue invaded my mouth, slicking against mine.

Kal slowly stroked me, making me ache for him. I wanted to plunge deep within him. How warm would he be? I groaned against his lips, hands moving to his ass. His tail curled around my arm, and my fingers investigated where it attached to his back. The scales were smoother and more delicate near the base of his tail, and I could feel the strength of the appendage as I trailed down the length.

Kal ripped his mouth from mine, panting. I slid down his crease to brush his hole. Kal’s breath increased. He kept pumping my dick as I circled his hole, finger prodding the tight pucker. I tried to roll him onto his back so I could prepare him, but he didn’t budge.

“I need…” I started, breaking off to moan when Kal worked my dick in fast strokes that made my hips jerk.

“What do you need, Husband?” Kal asked, his fingers disappearing.

My stomach suddenly rolled. Bile climbed my throat.

“Husband?” Kal hovered over me.

I swallowed but couldn’t contain it. I pushed him out of the way, threw myself to the edge of the bed, and puked.