Chapter Twenty-One

There were a jumble of emotions flooding Kolton’s system – relief that his mate was alive, annoyed that he couldn’t go and kill someone and avenge his mate, smug because his mate was still stunned over his use of the Paulie app which also made Kolton feel proud, but relief, remember that relief? That was huge, and as Kolton often did when he felt overwhelmed, he focused entirely on the task at hand. In this instance, his focus was on driving Simon crazy with need.

There was so much of his mate to enjoy. Clothes gone, all Kolton was left with was a mile of muscles he happily worshipped with his tongue and hands. He encouraged Simon to lie on his back so he could thoroughly explore all the dips and ridges that made up Simon’s torso.

Dark pink nipples pebbled under his teeth and Kolton worked on them both, one after the other, switching to the other side every time Simon groaned. At one point, Kolton grazed his teeth over Simon’s left nipple and felt Simon’s hand land on his head, holding him in place as Simon bucked his hips. Kolton sucked at the hardened nub for a moment or two, but he had so much more of Simon’s body to explore.

Arms, legs, every inch of Simon’s body was hard, yet the skin was silky smooth, and Simon’s unique taste and scent worked more on Kolton’s senses than a casual hand on his cock would ever do. Not that he’d object if Simon did it, but he was determined to top this time, needing to feel Simon’s body around him. They had both switched since being together, so Kolton already knew Simon wouldn’t mind.

Simon’s cock was too tasty to ignore, and Kolton wouldn’t do that anyway. Taking the head into his mouth, Kolton swirled his tongue around, licking off the precome that was already dribbling from the tip. He groaned at the taste, loving the feel of Simon’s fingers in his hair. He moved his head down, taking in more of Simon’s length, internally smirking at the way Simon’s thighs were trembling under his fingers.

Speaking of which, Kolton let his fingers drift farther south, using a spot of magic to help ease his way. Simon’s hole was tight, but the magical lube helped Kolton ease his fingers inside – one at a time, because while Kolton was eager to get to the main event, he would never cause Simon harm.

“Mate, I’m ready.” Simon’s voice was a guttural moan, the one that sent a shiver down Kolton’s back and tickled his balls every time. Pulling off Simon’s cock with a final slurp, Kolton grinned at his mate. Simon, in the throes of passion, was beautiful. His chest was heaving, his body covered in a slight sheen of sweat, his nostrils were flared, and his eyes were half closed.

“Don’t leave me hanging.”

“As if I would.” Kolton kneeled up, swiping up his own heavy cock, adding a dash of lube. Not that he needed a lot. Just seeing Simon, sprawled out, open, ready for him was enough to have Kolton’s balls tingling. He gave himself a swift pinch before holding the base of his cock firmly in one hand.

The push in was always the part that made Kolton’s toes curl. The way Simon’s body resisted, and then gave in, Simon breathing out long and loud as Kolton eased his way inside. The pressure around his cock was so intense, and Kolton looked down at where their bodies were joined. He thrust slowly, moving with Simon’s body – in a bit, wait for the relax, in a bit more – until he couldn’t go any farther.

He glanced up. Simon’s eyes were closed, and he was breathing through his mouth. His hands were fisted into the coverlet on either side of him and his cock bobbed on his abs, seeking something to rub against.

“Move!”

Lying over Simon’s body, Kolton kept his movements slow. He cupped his mate’s face, gently pecking kisses over cheeks and jaw, rolling his hips up and down, his abs rubbing against Simon’s cock. Simon reached up, holding them closer, his hands hard against Kolton’s back. They breathed together, totally in sync, and Kolton had never felt closer to anyone the way he did with his mate in that moment.

He's safe. He’s mine. Logically, Kolton had known that since Simon snapped his collar around his neck, but now as the fine necklace bounced against his collarbone he realized those words were so much deeper than they’d been back then. Simon was safe – any past threat against him was gone.

Joy bubbled up from deep in Kolton’s gut and he thrust harder, carried by the waves of emotion flowing between him and his mate. Because Simon could feel it too – that same sense of relief, that same realization that they were free to be together, never once looking over their shoulders or having to worry about random dragon shifters that saw Simon as an experiment. Simon’s secrets were in the open, and Kolton felt more for him because of it, not less.

“Mate!” Simon arched his neck, his veins standing out in stark relief as he clenched his teeth. Kolton felt the warmth of his mate’s spunk against his abs, and that was all he needed for his body to jump into orgasm. He stilled, holding himself so he wasn’t totally weighing Simon down as he panted, feeling the zing of that same joy flooding his whole body and Simon’s.

“I know. I feel it, too,” Simon whispered. “I feel it, too, babe.”