Page 42 of Connor and the Dragons

It was long and low and golden, full of couches and daybeds and deep chairs arranged in loose islands, and on the islands people were enjoying each other, and nobody was hiding it. A woman lay back laughing while two men in collars kissed their way up either arm. A young man rode slowly in a robed stranger’s lap, unbothered, glowing as the cock inside him let him feel owned. Pets knelt in clusters near their masters’ conversations, being petted absently while the talk went on over their heads.

At the far end stood another door, heavy and plain and guarded by two large calm men, and everyone in the room was performing, gorgeously, in every direction, for watchers none of us could name.

A server settled us into a corner couch with wine, smiled a smooth professional smile, and said, “There are no restrictions here, as this is private and only for guests who enjoy the same things you do. Please. Enjoy each other,” and withdrew.

I surveyed the room in a state of profound professional appreciation. Connor lounged back with one arm around Kessrin, who had tucked himself against Connor’s side as if Connor was the only thing in this world that could protect him. I arranged myself against Connor’s knee and looked around.

Everyone here was hoping to be selected. And most of them, if I had to guess, hoping to fuck a real wizard.

“We should do something sexy,” I said. I considered the logistics for a moment. “I could suck your cock.”

Connor sighed the sigh of a man asked to move furniture. He glanced around the room, weighing it, the very picture of a master indulging a pet’s inconvenient whim. “I suppose if it helps the mission,” he said, and shifted his hips forward on the couch, spreading his legs to grant me access.

He was already hard when I pulled him out.

“You’re hard, Master,” I pointed out.

“Don’t be cheeky.”

“Still, it’s a fascinating development.”

Connor had been sitting there radiating boredom with an erection tucked against his thigh, and the discovery ran through me like a swallow of hot wine. My master was exactly as lit up as I was by all of it, the leash, the feeding, the room, the watchers. He simply played it closer to the vest.

“You are enjoying this,” I said, running my hand down the velvet-smooth length of him, and dipping my thumb into the pre-cum that confirmed my assessment better than any words ever could.

Connor groaned, low, threaded his fingers into my curls, and pushed my head down firmly. “Put your mouth to better use. Kessrin needs a distraction. Give him a show.”

My eyes darted to Kessrin, whose cool eyes were completely focused on my hand and Connor’s cock, and I smiled, winking at him as I swiped my tongue across Connor’s slit, drinking in the salty-bitter taste of him and instantly wondering why I had not been allowed to put my mouth on his cock before.

It quite clearly belonged there, at all times, preferably. With some allowance for Kessrin’s cock, which also demanded my attention.

I did not completely know how to do this, so I went slow, making certain they knew how much I worshipped him. I started with licks and kisses, exploring the clean taste of his skin and the texture of the veins that pulsed beneath it.

“Put your lips around it.” Connor’s voice was relaxed but the state of his cock told a different story. He was leaking steadily onto my tongue, and I made sure not to waste a drop. I pulled back and licked my lips, then slid him into me, moaning at the weight of him, so full I could not get a clean breath. He was heavy and firm and oh-so-alive, and the shaky breath he took as I drew him deep was enough to make my cock try to fight its way out of its cage.

I shifted forward, bracing one hand at the base of Connor’s cock and the other on Kessrin’s thigh, letting Connor guide me through a long, slow suck, pulling back so far I almost let him go, then sinking back down.

“Careful of your teeth,” Connor whispered, and I adjusted my lips, making sure to keep them covered, then taking him even deeper, hollowing my cheeks as I wondered what it would take to make him come in front of all these people.

“That’s it, my little slut,” Connor said, low and rough. “Let them all see how handsome you are.” His hips rolled, feeding me another inch. “Every person in this room knows your body is mine, and it’s making you hard, isn’t it? Your cock is desperate to escape that cage.”

I moaned my agreement around him, and he laughed, breathless.

When I looked up at him, Connor’s eyes were on Kessrin, and he reached out and cradled the gorgeous ice dragon close. “Hey. Sweetheart. Eyes on Oallian.” He pressed a kiss to Kessrin’s temple. “There you go. Just watch him. Isn’t he sexy like this?”

“He is,” Kessrin whispered.

“Come here. Give me your hand.” And then there were two hands in my curls, Connor’s broad and sure, Kessrin’s long-fingered and careful, Connor guiding it, pressing it down until Kessrin was holding me too, and I made a wild, desperate sound around my master’s cock. “See? He likes that. He wants you to control him, too. Can you give him that?”

I took Connor’s cock deeper, choking a little on his shaft as I met Kessrin’s worried eyes, watching him soften, just a little.

Connor’s thumb stroked along Kessrin’s wrist where their hands tangled in my hair. “Breathe, love. Nothing in this room can touch you. We have you.”

Slowly, Kessrin went warm, and I could feel it through his thigh under my palm, and he stopped scanning the room and watched me, intently, lips parted, his pupils blown wide inside the hood, his hand flexing in my curls.

I held his eyes while I took our master deeper, doing my best to put on a show for Kessrin, and for a moment, I forgot about the rest of the people watching us, and this was just for them. I pulled back, letting Kessrin see the full length of Connor’s cock, swirling my tongue around it and drinking up the salty musk of his pre-cum. I held eye contact with Kessrin as I lowered back down, taking Connor as deep as I could, until he forced his way into my throat.

“Such a fucking good boy,” Connor murmured. “Your mouth is perfect.”