Romilly smiled back. "Positively sure."
Archer took a deep breath. "Okay, then. I'm your mate. What do we do to seal it? Is it just sex or a bite or some hocus-pocus spell?"
Romilly laughed heartily and it broke the tension between them. "No, little one. It is a bit different for dragons. You need not worry about that now. Understand that I am going to care for you and support you up until the moment you are ready to truly mate. And from there, we will go over everything."
The pout that covered Archer's face made Romilly laugh again. "But what if I don't want to wait? I feel like I've waited a long time to find someone who didn't see me as a burden. I can't mess up before you keep me."
Romilly pulled Archer to his chest, making sure to lay his head against him so Archer could hear his heartbeat. At least that's what Archer was telling himself was the reason behind it.
"Little mate, I will never want to give you up. Whether we are fully mated or not does not matter, because I know in my heart that you are the one. You are not too needy. You are not too much. You are just perfect for me and Fate knew so. I am a possessive man. I like to control things. It is why being a Daddy is a perfect fit for me, as well as being king. What I want right now is to be yours. I want to belong to you."
Archer pulled back, needing to see Romilly's face. "You want to belong to me? That doesn't make any sense. You're the Alpha. I'm not a Beta or an Omega or whatever else you need. I can't even carry children." Archer's voice hitched as he realized how difficult it would all be. The only understanding he had of these types of dynamics were from his love of books. He was ill equipped to navigate it in real life.
Romilly smiled softly at him. "That is a discussion for another time. Right now I would very much like to kiss you and get back to what we were doing."
Archer didn't think twice. He pressed forward, bringing his mouth to Romilly's and sinking them back into hungry kisses. Hands slid over skin and tugged at what little clothing was left between them.
When Archer was fully bare and Romilly was too, Archer rubbed himself against Romilly's abs. The man was a work of art in clothes and even better out of them. The ridges of his abs were perfect for Archer's cock to squeeze between. As he thrust his hips, he felt a sensation roll through him. It was different than anything he'd ever felt before.
"That is it, little mate," Romilly crooned.
Archer could feel fingers slipping back toward his entrance. He trusted Romilly to take care of him, to not rush anything. To his surprise, Romilly's fingers slid straight in. That was when he noticed how slick he felt. Pulling away from the open-mouthed kisses he'd been leaving on Romilly's jaw, he held steady and looked at his mate.
"Why am I… what is happening?" he said frantically.
Romilly pumped his fingers in and out of Archer's body. The noise was lewd, louder than Archer would have guessed, but they were in a quiet space, tucked away from the goings-on of the castle.
"It is your slick production, mate. I, as an Alpha, am quite large, and it would hurt you if your body did not adjust. It seems as if Fate knew this and gave you the ability."
Archer blinked. "You mean I have slick coming out of my ass as my own natural lubricant?"
Romilly smirked. "That is one way to put it, yes."
Archer reached back, pushing Romilly's hand out of the way, before grabbing Romilly's very well-endowed cock, pointing it where he needed, and sinking down onto it in one fluid motion. Romilly groaned, his head falling back. Archer fell forward, landing on Romilly's chest as euphoria raced through him.
"Fuck, that's amazing," Archer panted. "I can't believe this is real."
Romilly gripped Archer's chin and brought his face up until they were nose to nose and eye to eye.
"You need to believe it, little mate. From here on out,you are mine."
CHAPTER 16
Romilly
Archer’s eyes were bright and eager; his pupils expanded far beyond anything Romilly had ever seen.
His mate was enjoying himself, was enjoying Romilly. He wanted to do everything he could to keep those feelings going.
Holding Archer's waist tight, he thrust upward. Not too hard to hurt his little human, but hard enough he would feel it. Archer's body shifted as if begging Romilly to move more and faster.
"Patience, little mate," he said with a chuckle.
Archer shook his head. "No, I need you. I need more. Please."
Romilly growled. The desperation in his mate's voice pleased him, though it shouldn't have. He should have been upset, wanting to make sure his mate got what he needed, but it was nice to know how badly he was wanted, how he wasn't the only person fighting for some kind of control.
Archer shook in Romilly's arms. The dragon stopped daydreaming and began to get to work. While moving his hips, he lifted his mate up and down over and over. The movement repetitive and the pace steady. There was no letting up, norelinquishing any bit of ground. Romilly fucked his mate until Archer's eyes rolled back and he came across Romilly's abs.
