The Dragon Lord's Aide Wants to Quit [BL]-Chapter 354: Playing With Fire (M)

Pinching.

Licking.

Kissing.

They were all different things, and yet for one Riley Hale Dravaryn, a black dragon who was most definitely not single and couldn’t possibly ever mingle, all of it just translated to devouring.

Yep.

Screeching "no" or "stop" would’ve been a difficult task for beings like them. While Riley had never been the type to say no when he clearly meant yes, even playing coy wouldn’t work when Kael could definitely see through him.

Not even see through him, just outright experience it with him.

While they wouldn’t really feel every emotion or sensation the other felt, the moment it became heightened, consider it sent over.

So, what to do when, every time they were next to each other, everything just felt extremely heightened?

Every time Kael sucked on a nipple while his other hand flicked the other bud? The golden dragon would most definitely know that he liked it.

Being stared at with those golden eyes whenever his mate would use his large hand to stroke Riley’s shaft? Kael would definitely know that the black dragon simply craved it.

But what about being railed and his deepest parts being explored with a dick that probably deserved its own title and insurance? Well, Kael Dravaryn would most definitely know that his mate simply lived for it.

Safe to say, it had made the golden dragon lord unstoppable.

To the said ruler of Eryndra, extensively learning about his mate’s preferences was possibly the best discovery since the discovery of fire.

Better yet, maybe it was just the best, period.

Because there was really no level of satisfaction and pleasure that could rival what he felt every time he thrusted into his mate.

"Ah! Hnn... K-Kael!"

It was the same room they’d used before, the one Kael specifically commissioned for peace of mind and tranquility. And yet one former aide and forever mate was certain he would never be able to look at the place the same way again, as it bore witness to his undoing.

The sounds of Riley’s muffled moans filled the room as Kael thrust deeper inside him, each push making the black dragon’s vision swim.

With his face buried in the sheets and his hips raised as high as he could currently manage, Riley was discovering what it truly meant to be pounded. He gripped the sheets for dear life, his knuckles white as the fabric bunched under his practically clawed fingers.

He couldn’t see Kael from where he was, not with his back turned like that, but none of that mattered when he could hear every wet squelch and feel every heavy, rhythmic thrust.

His nerve endings were firing in a frantic, electrical storm. Every time Kael would use his large hand to palm at his ass, making his hole twitch and clench greedily around that massive length, Riley would pray for salvation and grace.

How did they even get there from him just playing with his nipples?

Then again, the blame couldn’t be placed entirely on a bit of pinching.

It had a lot to do with the way Riley had arched his back earlier, practically offering his chest up like some sort of feast, and the way that small, needy huff of breath had brushed against Kael’s skin. Naturally, the golden dragon had responded the way any dangerously tempted mate would. Kael had leaned down and crushed his mouth against Riley’s, his tongue pressing forward in search of permission.

Which, quite frankly, he received immediately.

Riley hadn’t merely allowed it. If anything, he had made the situation much worse. Because after they had separated for that brief moment earlier, he had been the one to hook a leg around Kael’s waist. Then, as if that alone wasn’t enough, he had dragged his own hardened shaft against his mate’s length in a slow, deliberate rub that practically screamed for more.

So yes.

The self-confessed degenerate had very much brought this upon himself.

He had ground his hips upward into Kael’s touch, teasing and testing the limits of the dragon’s restraint until that restraint finally snapped. And this time, it snapped for good.

After all the long wait and after everything they’d gone through, there was simply no way Kael would once again walk away from that without collecting what had been so boldly offered. Not anymore.

Which was how Riley ended up where he was now.

Pinned.

Exquisitely so, even.

Face pressed helplessly into the pillow as Kael took him from behind with a kind of primal focus that left very little room for mercy.

Each thrust was heavy and deliberate, a sliding weight that filled Riley to the point where he could barely think. The stretch was intense, almost overwhelming, until he could feel the steady pulse of Kael’s veins inside him every time the dragon pushed deep.

The friction alone was enough to make his head spin.

The quiet room filled with the wet, rhythmic sound of their bodies moving together, accompanied by the sharp slap of skin that echoed off the walls.

Then Kael’s hand came down.

Hard.

His large palm landed against Riley’s ass before gripping firmly, squeezing the soft flesh until Riley let out a high, broken cry he couldn’t stop.

The sudden touch made his body react instantly. His hole twitched and tightened, clamping down around Kael with a desperate pull that sent a surge of shared heat racing through their bond.

Riley’s toes curled into the mattress.

His breathing turned ragged, short gasps escaping him as he felt his insides being worked over in ways that left him completely helpless.

And unfortunately for Riley, this time Kael had absolutely no intention of stopping early.

The dragon lord had apparently decided to summon every last ounce of stamina he had accumulated over years of very unwilling celibacy.

Which meant he wasn’t holding back.

Not even a little.

Kael moved with relentless determination, a golden force of nature that looked fully prepared to acquaint every single inch of the black dragon’s interior with his presence.