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“Do not wait too much longer, Brayden. Playing together can be nice, but I feel like I will burn alive, and I need you in me.”
“Yes.” He got that, too. So he rose up on his knees, giving Harden two fingers, then three to stretch him wide, preparing him for his knot.
Harden surged up, spinning them, ending up straddling his hips. “I have a great need, alpha.”
That growl was utterly delicious.
Almost as good as the way Harden’s body swallowed up his prick. So fucking good, so he grabbed those strong hips and pulled Harden down. “Come on, then, and ride me. Take what you need.”
He braced himself so he could let Harden rise and fall, the bed rocking with them in its little sunken enclosure.
Harden’s mane flew as he rode, the strong muscles rippling and the taut belly beautiful under the touch of the moonlight. The prisms sent shafts of rainbow dancing over that dappled skin, the stark scales. There was no hiding this dragon. He was meant to live out loud, right here, and Brayden loved it.
Adored it, in fact. Far more than was rational for such a short time.
“You fill me. I need it. You. Now. Harder.” Harden’s hunger was a living thing.
“Yes.” He slammed his hips up, their bodies slapping together. Holy Goddess, that felt good, making his knot start to swell in a big way.
Harden arched, reaching back to brace himself on Brayden’s legs, bowing beautifully.
“Harden!” His balls were already pulled up tight to his body, his knot growing with every thrust. “I won’t last long.” He wrapped his hands around Harden’s length again, pulling up with firm strokes, then pushing back down. Harden was leaking enough that even without lube no chafing was going to happen.
His lips pulled away from his teeth, and he grabbed Harden’s hip with his free hand, adding his strength to the omega’s.
“Mmmnnhhh.” The wind whipped around them, making the dangling bells and crystals jangle. “Yes. Your knot!”
“My knot.” He arched up one last time, his knot swelling until they could move together, but not thrust any longer.
Harden grabbed his cock, hand squeezing his, pulling in time with their joined heartbeats, tugging over and over.
They roared together, both of them finding completion as Harden shot, which tightened his body down on Brayden’s, pulling his orgasm from him.
Locked together, they slumped down on the bed, both of them breathing hard. The air around them finally settled as well, curls of smoke rising around them.
“Fire, hmm?” Harden’s voice was husky, low, the sound satisfied.
“Yeah. It runs in the family.” He didn’t mind it. He could melt rock if he had to. “And you’re wind?”
“I am. I blow.” Harden blew him a kiss, the wind swirling around them.
“Oh, nice.” He grinned, wondering if Harden knew that joke from his world or not. “Happy birthday to me. You’re the best gift ever, honey.”
“I am glad.” Harden kissed his neck, making him shiver. There was no way he’d be able to rise again, but it felt so good. The feel of Harden’s mouth on his skin made him have wild thoughts. “Will you honor my bed tonight? I wish to rest with you and break your fast in the morning.”
“I would love to stay. Thank you.” He pulled the covers up over them, and Brayden marveled at how soft the cloth was. It was as fine as anything he’d ever seen on a bed that was made by a machine.
“Then you are well come.”
He hummed, letting his eyes close as his body relaxed. He truly felt well-wanted here. And that was worth its weight in gold.
Chapter
Five
Harden woke early and headed out to feed and to fly to town for pastry and cazik so he might feed Brayden when he woke.
His body ached in the best possible way, proving to him that Brayden had taken him in the way he had wished for. Hard. Deep. It had been so long. There had been a visiting blacksmith once who had not minded Harden’s size. He had been able to satisfy him.
