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Konstantin stopped and wrapped his arms around
Mikhail, pulling him against his muscular chest. “I love you.” Konstantin
trailed a line of kisses along Mikhail’s shoulder and up his neck.
“I love you, too,” Mikhail breathed out on a
moan.
Konstantin wrapped his arms around the back of
Mikhail’s neck and brought their mouths together. Their lips moved in unison
and Mikhail opened his mouth, welcoming Konstantin’s seeking tongue. Their
tongues danced and twirled as Konstantin skimmed his hands down Mikhail’s
arms. He leaned into him and Mikhail leaned back, loving the pressure of his
lover’s body on top of his.
The tell-tale sound of the oil container
opening made Mikhail grin and his cock jerked in response. After years of
having Konstantin as his lover, Mikhail’s body was ready for the pleasure he
knew was coming.
“Move to the center of the bed,” Konstantin
ordered.
Mikhail readily obeyed. Konstantin didn’t give
Mikhail anytime to settle back. Before his head could even hit the pillow,
Konstantin sucked his hard shaft into his mouth.
“Fuck!”
He moved his head up and down, swallowing
Mikhail’s length down his throat. Konstantin tightened the suction around his
mouth and Mikhail gripped the sheets. He couldn’t hold back his reactions. He
pushed his hips up, fucking Konstantin’s beautiful mouth.
When strong fingers slid between his ass
crease, Mikhail’s muscles fluttered in anticipation. Konstantin rubbed the
pads of his fingers against Mikhail’s asshole, before pressing the digit
inside his body. He moaned and squirmed as Konstantin’s fingers sank deep.
When Konstantin started fucking him, Mikhail’s eyes rolled back.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” he chanted
repeatedly, begging for the dragon’s dick.
Konstantin pulled off his cock and grinned
wickedly. “You’re so sexy, baby.” He wiped the access oil onto his shaft
before flipping Mikhail over onto his hands and knees. “Stay.”
The blunt head of Konstantin’s erection
pressed against Mikhail’s ass. He pulled back and pressed forward – teasing
Mikhail with the frills along the head of his shaft – until he thought he
might lose his mind. The blunt head kissed his rosette before slowly pushing
forward past the tight ring of muscle. As he slowly sank in, deeper and
deeper, Mikhail blew out a breath as sparks of pleasure jolted his system.
“Oh, god,” he moaned.
Mikhail gripped the headboard for support as
he swiveled his hips, forcing Konstantin even deeper. His lover moved his
strong hands up Mikhail’s back and around his chest, holding him tight as he
continued to plunge in and out of Mikhail’s ass. It was intense. Every time
they were together, Mikhail knew he wouldn’t be able to live without
Konstantin in his life.
“I love you,” he babbled. “I love you so
much.”
“I love you too, baby.”
Konstantin pulled his shaft back, and goose
bumps broke out along Mikhail’s skin, as the nubs along the sides of
Konstantin’s shaft, rubbed against the sensitive flesh. On each stroke, he hit
Mikhail’s prostate gland.
His toes curled.
His muscles flexed.
His eyes rolled back inside his head.
“Oh, fuck! Don’t stop…” he begged.
The strong arms that held him tight, kept
Mikhail from floating off the bed. He hit Mikhail’s sweet spot again and
again, and Mikhail slowly started losing control. Konstantin slammed into him
as if sensing how close to the edge he was. Covering his back, Konstantin ran
the sharp edges of his teeth over Mikhail’s shoulder.
He wanted to bite down, to mark and claim the
man he loved, but he didn’t. He pulled himself back from the edge of sanity
and remembered that he couldn’t. They were different ranks and although
Konstantin loved Mikhail and planned to spend the rest of his life with the
other dragon, he couldn’t leave the mating mark.
Konstantin pounded his hard shaft into his
lover and Mikhail went wild, pumping his hips frantically. He came, warm jets
of cum shooting from the head of his shaft onto the sheets below. Mikhail fell
forward and Konstantin followed him down. The dragon covered his body like a
warm heavy blanket and Mikhail let out a contented sigh.
“Whatever happens tomorrow, I will always
choose you.”
Mikhail’s lips twitched. “I know.”
“Good,” Konstantin trailed a line of kisses
along the back of his neck and over his shoulder. “Get some sleep,
sweetheart.”
Closing his eyes, Mikhail relaxed back in
Konstantin’s arms.
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