“Oh, fuck, yes!” I reached around my legs to grab his ass. “Churn that dick in my channel.”
“You will cease giving me commands, Nadar. I want to hear you ask for what you want. Nicely.”
“We're in bed, Jucai. It's all right for a king to obey another man in bed.”
He drew back and slammed into me. “I do not take commands anywhere. In my bed, you belong to me. I will command you. Understand?” He slammed home again.
“Then fucking dominate! If you're going to rule me in bed, you'd damn well better do it right!”
With a growl, his hands went to the mattress, and the Sea King thrust savagely. Silk shivered around us, the bottles on the table shook, and I grinned as Jucai fucked me as I'd never been fucked before. Oh, this was too easy. A couple of hours, and I already knew how to manipulate him. I'd have the man on his knees in a week.
“Fuck, yes! Claim that channel!” I moved my hands to his shoulders and met his gaze. “Take me hard, Jucai. Because once I leave this bed, I don't belong to you anymore.”
The King's expression went baffled, as if he couldn't conceive of any man he fucked walking away. His eyes told me I should beg to be his. When I only smirked, he fucked me harder, sending my head into the table.
“Hey!” I set a palm against the table and pushed myself down.
“You asked for this.” Jucai yanked his cock out of my body and rolled me onto my belly. With a pull at my hips, he had me on my hands and knees. “Now take it!”
His slick cock surged back into me, and he resumed his relentless pounding.
“Oh, great, we're doing it like dogs again,” I muttered.
The King went still. Panting, he demanded, “What did you say?”
I looked at him over my shoulder. “This is how dogs fuck.”
He gaped at me, his cock pulsing in my channel.
“Don't get me wrong; it's fantastic. But I thought you might be more experienced than your average Dragon. It's fine.” I faced forward.
As he growled, I pressed my lips together to keep from laughing. Then I yipped and found myself lying on my side. In an instant, the King had my top leg hooked back over his. I looked over my shoulder to find him lying on his side at an angle—his torso a foot away from my back, and his pelvis pressed up against my ass. I faced forward and angled my hips so he could move closer. With a sigh, the King found his way back inside me. Lodged firmly, he moved closer, pressing his chest to my back. When I looked over my shoulder again, Jucai rose on an elbow and leaned down to kiss me.
In this position, he had to slow down, and I liked it even better. Kissing him while he pumped gently into my body shifted things between us. Gone was the aggression and need to control. Jucai became tender, his hand stroking my flank.
“Touch yourself,” he whispered in my ear.
I stroked my cock, watching him watch me.
Jucai met my gaze. “You are unlike any man I've known.”
“Don't worry. The newness will wear off.” I winked at him.
“I'm not worried. I'm intrigued.”
Then Jucai wrapped his arms around me and slowly fucked me into oblivion.
Chapter Three
Jucai spent all night showing me how different he was from other men. He employed positions and techniques I'd never done before. It would have been more exciting if I hadn't assumed that he had learned them from his harems. Regardless, it was fun, and I was happier than ever.
Then I woke up in his arms.
It sounds so romantic to wake up in someone's arms. The reality is awakening restrained, feeling caged, with hot breath on your face and the threat of suffocation. I hadn't taken Jucai for a snuggler, but he hadn't let go of me all night. For a man like me, who changes his position often, it leads to cramped muscles and irritation.
I tried to slip free, but he woke up.
Smiling, the Sea King said, “Good morning.”
