Page 38 of Heartflame

He pulled back just enough to grin at me, his lips wrapped around the thick head of my cock in a way that was absolutely obscene. “Thanks,” he said before taking me deeper.

I lasted longer this time, which took a lot of determination. Watching Quill struggle to fit my cock in his mouth turned me on more than I thought possible. And when he looked back up at me with those green eyes and his lips wrapped around my cock… it nearly undid me right there. But eventually the pressure built too high. I warned him, gave him the chance to pull back, but he didn’t. He stayed right there, taking every inch he could fit.

I came hard, my orgasm hitting me like a tidal wave as I spilled into his mouth. He swallowed around me, his throat working as he took everything I had to give. When he finally pulled back, he was breathing hard, his lips glistening with my cum and his own saliva.

“Fuck,” I breathed, reaching for him and pulling him up so I could kiss him again. I didn’t care that he’d just had my cock in his mouth.

He came willingly, straddling my hips again as our lips met. I could taste myself on his tongue, and it should have been weird, but instead it was just incredibly hot. My hands roamed over his body, mapping the planes of his chest and shoulders, the curve of his waist. Everything about him was perfect. Everything about him was mine.

“I want you,” I murmured against his lips. “To fuck you. I want to be inside you so fucking bad, Red.”

I felt him tense slightly, and I pulled back just enough to look at him. His eyes were still dark with lust, but there was a flicker of uncertainty there too.

“Have you ever...?” I asked carefully, not wanting to assume.

“No,” he admitted, his voice barely audible. “I’ve never... I mean, I’ve wanted to, but the last guy I was with started pretending I didn’t exist before⁠—”

“Hey,” I said, tilting his chin up so he’d look at me. “We don’t have to. We can just⁠—”

“No, I want to,” he cut me off, and there was a note of determination in his voice that made my heart skip. “I’ve wanted to do this for a long time and I kinda want you to be my first if you want that too…”

Want it? I wanted it more than I’d ever wanted anything in my entire life. The thought of being the first person to have him like that, of claiming him in that way, made my dragon side purr with satisfaction.

“Yeah,” I said roughly. “I want that. But we need to go slow. Not bragging, but my dick is kind of huge.”

He nodded, trusting me completely, and that trust felt like a weight and a gift all at once. I reached over to my nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube that I usually kept for my own personal use. But tonight I was glad to have it.

“This is going to feel cold,” I warned, warming some of the lube between my fingers before reaching between his legs.

He tensed as I my finger grazed his hole, his breath catching. I took my time, working him open carefully with one finger, then two, all while kissing him gently to distract from any discomfort. He was tight and hot and absolutely perfect, and I had to remind myself over and over to be patient, to not just push inside him the way every instinct was screaming at me to do.

“You okay?” I asked, watching his face carefully for any sign of pain.

“Yeah,” he breathed. “Yeah, I’m okay. It’s just... different.”

“Good different or bad different?”

“Good,” he said, and when he looked at me, his eyes were filled with such raw emotion that it nearly undid me. “Really good. I’ve done it myself before but your fingers are different than mine.”

“The scales?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

“Want me to shift to a more human form?”

For a moment he just stared at me, his brows furrowed. “I would never ask you to be something you aren’t for me.”

I couldn’t help the smile that spread over my face at his words. Nobody in my entire life had said something like that to me. My heart did some weird gymnastics in my chest before I finally managed to nod and get myself back under control.

I worked him open a little more, making sure he was ready for me. When I finally positioned myself at his entrance, I paused for a moment, my cock throbbing against his virgin hole.

“Last chance to change your mind, Red.”

“Don’t you dare stop now,” he said, his hands gripping my shoulders. “Please, Aeron. I… I need this.”

I pushed inside him slowly, so slowly it felt like torture. He was impossibly tight around me, and I had to grit my teeth to keep from cumming right then and there. His face scrunched up in discomfort, and I stopped immediately, buried only an inch or so inside him.

“Breathe,” I murmured, pressing kisses to his forehead, his cheeks, his lips. “Just breathe, Red. Let your body adjust.”