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Harden tilted his head, braids sliding on his shoulders. “You do?”
“Absolutely.” He put his hands on Harden’s knees so he could spread his mate’s legs then move between them. He glanced up at Harden, grinning, before he leaned forward to press a kiss to Harden’s belly.
“Oh.” Harden stared down at him, eyes wide. “Mate. Mate, you make me…dizzy. In the best way.”
“That’s the plan.” He could see Harden’s cock rising right up in front of his eyes and he moaned, touching it with his tongue, taking a taste. Goddess, the water here tasted better than the hot mineral springs in the old world he came from did. These waters had a vaguely earthy taste to them, but they didn’t have that bitterness that he’d come to expect.
Harden watched him with wide eyes, his legs sprawled, body offered over to him.
He hummed, then breathed warm air over Harden’s cock, watching it twitch. Then he sucked the whole head into his mouth, the flavor of Harden now the dominant one.
Harden moaned for him, one hand coming up to sink into his hair. He loved that tug, making his scalp tingle. It felt urgent, like Harden wanted him more than anything else in the world, and Brayden could really get used to that feeling.
He sucked harder, pushing his fingers against Harden’s hole, and Harden whimpered for him, spreading wide. His hormones were running wild, Brayden thought, because he had never been this ready this fast.
It made him feel ten feet tall and bulletproof, how fucking beautiful Harden was, how ready he was for him.
He sucked for a few more moments while he opened Harden, firming up his fingers. His mate’s legs wrapped around him, pulling him halfway up out of the water, and Brayden laughed because he was so strong. He felt the wetness that had nothing to do with the water between Harden’s thighs. Brayden slid his fingers in and out, readying Harden for his knot.
“Mate, please make it fast and rough. I don’t want to wait.”
“My very wonderful mate.” Brayden put his hands on either side of Harden’s hips to push himself up out of the water. He pressed Harden back against the edge of the pool before climbing out over top of him and lifting him to take him to someplace he could sit and put Harden in his lap.
Once they were settled, Harden astride his thighs, he lifted his mate up and guided his cock to that hot, grasping hole. He sank in easily, Harden so open and ready for him. He panted, resting his forehead against Harden’s, knowing they were going to be quick this time.
It didn’t matter; slow and deep or quick and hard, he loved how Harden loved him.
Brayden pulled back then pushed forward again, thrusting gently to start. He was testing just to make sure that Harden was actually ready for him. When he realized there was no resistance except for the way Harden deliberately tightened around him, he moved faster, heat flaring deep inside him.
His balls pulled up, his knot swelled and he sank his teeth into Harden’s shoulder, wanting to mark his mate.
“Brayden!” Harden wrapped around him from above and yanked him closer, him so deep that he groaned and gritted his teeth to keep from knotting Harden immediately. To make this last at least a little bit or he would feel like an untried kid.
“You’re not an untried youth, my love. Absolutely the opposite.”
“You make me feel like it.” He could barely stand it. He was so hot he thought he might boil the water behind them, as warm as it already was.
“Knot me. I’m ready for your knot.”
“Demanding mate.”
Harden’s blunt nails and hard fingers dug in against his shoulders. “I am. I need you. I need you now. Keep moving faster.”
Brayden just grunted; the ability to form words was starting to become difficult, but he did move faster, flexing his hips and driving into Harden. They made insanely erotic sounds as their bodies came together, and he loved every one of them.
Harden held him as if he would never let go, gripping him so tightly he could barely move. There was enough movement, just enough, to get his knot firmly seated deep inside Harden’s body. That way when it swelled even more, and they knotted together, it was the perfect match.
Harden panted, letting out strings of words that made very little sense. Brayden thought maybe that Harden was talking to spirits and goddesses. At least he hoped so. He was just prideful enough to believe he could make that happen.
Finally, he reached down between them to grasp Harden’s cock and he tugged on it, making a hot tunnel out of fingers and thumb. Harden cried out, returning the mark that he had left on that beautiful skin. He could feel his scales grinding just a little bit from the force of it.
Harden came for him hard and fast, shaking with it, hot fluid landing between their bellies. That was all it took to pull Brayden in deep enough to come as well and he shot so violently that his teeth rattled with it.
Very privately, he thought even during heat sex, it hadn’t been this intense.
Harden slumped down against his chest, and he held on for dear life, not wanting them to topple over on the hard rocks. His ass was going to be a little sore but it was a small price to pay and probably it wouldn’t be as sore as Harden’s.
The thought made him chuckle, and Harden raised his head to give him an outraged look. “What in the name of the goddess are you laughing at?”