49. Chapter 49

Chapter 49

I don’t want to leave.

I loathed to leave my mate, for even a single breath, but Father and Mother had summoned me. I was fairly certain they were going to talk about when Caleb and I would be officially bound. Knowing Mother, she probably wished to make it an elaborate ceremony since she’d been deprived of that with Kalvoxrencol and Seth. No doubt, they also planned to discuss the unrest Caleb’s rebirth had caused.

My eyes remained on him, and his stayed on me. Caleb had said, more than once, that he was fine by himself, but the tension in his body told me differently. His wings were hugging his shoulders, and his tail was coiled around his leg. He’d been fine this morning, but when I’d told him Mother and Father had sent a note requesting to speak with me alone, he’d immediately tensed.

A large part of me wanted to refuse them. Caleb had been back in my life less than a week, and I needed more time with him. The logical part of my brain acknowledged that my parents had left me and Caleb alone during the budding unrest while also protecting us from the Council of Seekers and the Ranks.

I had to go, even if my instincts told me to never leave my mate’s side ever again.

I buried my fingers in his hair, and he shuddered—not a good one—so I pulled away. I was getting better at deciphering his good and bad shivers. This one came from his hair. While I rather liked long hair on him, Caleb couldn’t tolerate it. Most of the time he asked me to pull his hair up. I’d suggested he cut it, but he refused. My mate still struggled to accept this body as his, and I wasn’t going to pressure him.

Nudging up his chin, I kissed him. “I will be back shortly.”

“I’m fine, Sunshine.”

He said that, but he didn’t act like that. Perhaps it was a pride issue. He’d wandered the universe by himself, and now, he was afraid to be alone for a few minutes.

I settled beside Caleb and drew him against me. A single flash of wondering how he would’ve felt as a human went through me before it disappeared. I nuzzled his head, scent marking him; this was my mate.

Caleb slid a hand beneath my shirt to rub my side and the gland there. I swallowed at the sudden burst of arousal that it triggered. I needed to cover my mate in my scent and claim him.

We had stroked each other off a few times now, and I’d tried to suck Caleb once, but he hadn’t liked it—it had been too much for him. We hadn’t fucked yet, and I was desperate to be inside of him, filling him with my seed, but he wasn’t ready, and I would wait for as long as it took.

He started to nuzzle and rub me. Caleb was exceedingly possessive most of the time, and I loved it. The longer he marked me, the more he calmed. He kept pushing me until I lay back on the couch and he was on top of me. I slipped under his shirt to trace his scales. When I brushed his bare skin, Caleb jerked, and his cock started to harden.

Drakcol skin was exceedingly sensitive, as it was meant to be covered in scales. I made sure to oil his side and the bare spot on his head daily. Both would have to be covered in extreme weather to keep him safe.

“Need you,” Caleb said. “Now. I need you now. Right now. I can’t wait.”

My cock lurched, eager and ready.

Caleb licked his lips. “Can I taste you?”

I needed to go, responsibilities to attend to, but I didn’t care. I cupped his cheek, running my thumb over his bottom lip. Caleb sucked the digit into his mouth and bit it. Hard. I winced.

He pulled back. “I hurt you again. I keep hurting you. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. You probably don’t want me anywhere near your cock. I mean, I did bite you. I’m sorry, Sunshine.”

I grabbed the back of his neck and yanked him to my mouth, claiming it. Caleb moaned, and I forced my tongue into his mouth, fucking him until he was panting and shaking.

“I am not afraid of you, Mate.”

He bit his lip, and I licked his chin and up to his mouth. Caleb started, then laughed. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.”

“Permissions?” he asked, and I flushed with pride. We hadn’t had one comprehensive conversation, but rather small ones regarding what we were doing. Also, Caleb varied in what he wanted to do, depending on how overwhelmed he was.

“You can lick and suck me. No blood or biting. I do like my piercing played with. Same with my testicles. You can touch or lick my hole, Mate, and I like it, but I don’t like anything inserted, even your finger.” This wasn’t something we’d discussed. I did not like to be fucked. I’d tried multiple times in my youth, but I didn’t enjoy any aspect of it.

“You don’t (human word),” Caleb said, and NAID didn’t translate. It had a hard time with his garbled human speech. Edith did better, but I was not inviting her into our sex talks; she would have an opinion, several in fact.

“I don’t understand.”

“You like to be the one who fucks,” he said.

“Yes.”

Caleb grinned. “I like to be the one who’s fucked.”

“Excellent.”

“I used to like it rougher,” Caleb commented, palming my erection through my trousers. I arched up to grind into his palm, craving friction. I wanted him on my scales with no cloth between us, but I wouldn’t rush my mate. He did better when we went slow.

“What?” I asked, struggling to focus.

“Before I died. I used to like it rougher. Sex. When other guys sucked me, I liked being nipped and teased.”

I stopped moving, struck by the thought of anyone else touching my Caleb.

“You’re growling,” he teased. I paused and realized he was right. “Are you jealous?” Caleb brushed his fingers along my straining shaft.

“Yes,” I snarled. “You're mine, and I don’t like anyone touching you besides me.”

He laughed, head landing on my chest. He kissed my neck, stealing any sting his laughter might have caused. He rested his chin on me and met my gaze. “You’ve fucked other people too, Fyn. I don’t want anyone else. I’m a drakcol, sort of, now. I have one mate. You.”

Any jealousy I had was soothed at his easy assertion. “I love you.”

His eyes turned wet, and he pressed against me again, brown hair falling all around him. Sometimes Caleb would turn emotional for seemingly no reason. Was it because this body was more emotional than he used to be? We couldn’t ask Tinlorray—she wasn’t talking to Caleb and nor should she be forced to, even though I knew it would ease my mate’s worry. Or it could be because Caleb was constantly stressed due to the overstimulation.

I massaged his scalp, and Caleb groaned, the sound reigniting the fire of arousal in my gut. I wanted him, but I didn’t want to pressure him. Still, I could not tread lightly around my mate forever. He’d asked me to tell him of my desires, and I had to trust he would say no if he was no longer interested.

“Little Soul,” I murmured, rocking my hips against him. “I need you.”

Caleb kissed my neck, then nuzzled his way down my body. “I’m desperate to taste you. I’ve always wondered what you tasted like, and now, I get to know.”

Caleb hadn’t tasted me yet, despite the past times we’d pleasured each other. I’d figured he hadn’t liked it, but maybe he’d been nervous. I reached out to touch his cheek, love burning my soul at the same time worry gutted me. I couldn’t lose him. Never again. That agony was something I would rather die than experience again.

“Don’t ever leave without me,” I said.

He paused in undoing the ties on my trousers. “I won’t.”

I didn’t think he truly understood, but it didn’t matter.

Caleb yanked my trousers and undershorts off in one go as I lifted my hips to assist him. My cock slapped my stomach, the tip wet and ready for him. He held my shaft loosely, biting his lip.

“You won’t hurt me, Mate.”

“I might,” he muttered, but Caleb didn’t allow me a chance to respond. He flattened his tongue and dragged it over the crown, teasing my piercing. We both moaned at the same time. “You taste so good,” he said right before he sucked the tip into his mouth.

I lost all thought as his tongue circled and prodded the slit. His teeth latched onto my ring, and he tugged softly, making me cry out.

“Like that,” I forced out, to reassure him I was enjoying what he was doing.

Caleb grinned, and I saw a shadow of the spirit he used to be. Though his form was different, he was my Caleb.

He sucked me down, taking far more of me. I moaned at the wet heat of his mouth and the tight pressure he kept around me. The head of my cock hit the back of his throat, and he gagged. I started to shift away, but he gripped my butt, keeping me in place as he swallowed, breathing through his nose.

“Caleb!” I howled as the muscles of his throat worked around me. He slid up my shaft, releasing me with a pop. Caleb twisted and played with my ring, making me growl, before placing open-mouthed kisses down the shaft, tongue flicking me.

When he reached my testicles, he forced my legs further apart and I complied. Caleb nuzzled my sack, taking a deep inhale. “You smell good.”

My breath was too harsh to respond, but I was his mate—of course, I smelled good to him.

His tongue dragged over the seam between my balls, then he sucked one into his mouth, slowly licking and sucking on it. Caleb brushed my shaking thighs, moving inward, making me shiver and grunt, and pressed a knuckle to my hole, circling in slow movements.

“Mate, I need your mouth on me.” My orgasm was building with every second. I needed release.

He kissed the soft scales between my hole and balls, and I moaned, fisting his hair. Caleb chuckled, his breath rushing over me, making me shiver at the sudden chill from the wetness of his saliva.

“Same as humans.” His tongue dragged from my hole to my balls, and I panted, trying to stop the building pleasure. I was so desperate for him that I threatened to unload without him touching me.

Caleb took pity on me and sucked me into his mouth again, teasing my ring with his tongue. My orgasm swelled as he bobbed up and down on my cock, hands playing with my balls.

“Prince,” NAID said, and I started. Caleb paused, glancing at me, tail flicking, then sucked my cock harder, playing with my balls. I moaned.

“Prince,” NAID said again.

“Y-yes,” I forced out.

“The emperor would like to speak to you. You are late for your scheduled meeting.”

My mate didn’t slow; if anything, he picked up speed. I whimpered, moments from release.

“I’m unavailable,” I yelled. My hips rocked up, driving my cock deeper down his throat. Caleb grabbed my butt and yanked me toward him, encouraging me to fuck his face. I rutted upward, chasing my pleasure.

“Prince, the emperor insists.”

Stars, my father had bad timing. I could not speak, because my pleasure raced down my spine, and I came with a snarl, thrusting into my mate’s waiting mouth. He swallowed around me, drinking my seed.

I panted, shakily cupping the back of his head. Caleb sucked up and off my softening cock and smugly smirked at me. I chuckled. “You liked that someone might have seen us.”

He kissed my cock and it twitched in interest, though I would not be ready to go again for some time yet. Caleb glanced at the monitor, and NAID was still there; the computer didn’t care.

“Tell my father I will be there soon,” I told it.

“Understood.” NAID vanished.

I cupped his cheek. “Shall I suck you?”

“No. Not yet. At some point in the future, yeah, but not right now,” he said.

Pulling him up so he was on top of me, I undid his trousers enough to pull his hard cock out. Caleb gasped. I pumped him, harder than I normally did, testing my mate’s reaction, and Caleb moaned, pressing his forehead against mine. I brushed my thumb over his leaking crown, listening to him whimper; I loved finding exactly what he did and did not like.

“I want your seed on me,” I said. “I need to smell like you.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

From his gasps and rolling hips, I knew he liked that I worked him fast and hard. I scratched him gently with my claws to make him sting, and Caleb whimpered, tip leaking pre-seed. It did not take long for Caleb to tumble over the edge. Spurts of his seed coated my stomach, and I groaned at the sight. Something primal inside of me needed to be claimed by my mate in such a way.

He collapsed against me, boneless, and I swallowed a grunt. Caleb was heavy, even heavier than me, and he was still underweight for his frame. He wasn’t small anymore, and I wouldn’t be able to hold him like this for much time.

I kissed the top of his head. “I need to go.”

“No,” Caleb protested, but he moved off me.

“I’ll return as soon as possible. Maybe we can go on a date later?”

“I’d like that.”