Page 119 of Scales ’N’ Spells: Volume One

“First thing tomorrow, I’m going to have Lisette teach me how to make the cream. I do not want her knowing how much of that stuff we’re using. And second, yes, we need many, many more jars.”

With a playful growl, Alric pulled Cameron back into his arms and shoved both hands down the back of his lover’s now open pants, kneading the muscles of both ass cheeks. Cameron moaned, stoking the fire within Alric. He loved every sound Cameron made, loved how he never held anything back. Every time they were together, Alric was sure he was getting pure, undiluted Cameron.

“You’re killing me, honey. I don’t want to come in my pants,” Cameron panted in his ear as Alric slid one long finger between his cheeks to tease his hole.

“Tell me what you want. I’ll give you anything,” Alric panted.

Cameron shoved Alric back a little and grinned. “Pants off and sit in the chair. I want to ride my dragon.”

Alric clenched his teeth as his dick throbbed at Cameron’s command. Yes. All of that, yes. He definitely wanted to watch his lover riding his dick. Toeing out of his shoes, Alric slipped his thumbs inside of his pants and briefs, shoving them to the floor together. He paused only long enough to remove his socks before dropping into the chair, completely naked.

Looking up, he found Cameron now naked as well, his eyes sweeping over Alric’s body in bold appraisal. He’d never thought he’d reach the day where he was no longer self-conscious about his body, but with Cameron, he felt no phantom aches or nervous twitches. There was no need to quickly cover himself. He relaxed in his chair and smiled at the man in front of him, welcoming him to look at his leisure. For the first time in five hundred years, he was at home in his own skin and it was all thanks to his lover. His mate.

“My god, you can’t help it. You’re just always sexy,” Cameron swore softly.

Wrapping one hand around his hard length, Alric slowly stroked himself while curling his index finger on his free hand, beckoning Cameron closer. “You make me feel sexy and powerful every time you look at me. Now get over here so I can make you feel sexy and powerful.”

“There’s my bossy dragon.” Cameron strolled closer, but instead of standing in front of Alric, he moved to the table, where he removed the lid from the jar. Dipping his right hand into the thick cream, he covered his fingers before moving in front of Alric. He placed his left hand on the arm of the chair and leaned forward, that evil smile back on his perfect lips. “Why don’t you hold that up for me?”

Alric tightened his fingers around the base of his cock, pointing it straight up. He thought Cameron meant to slather his dick with the cream, but he was wrong, and his hard-won control nearly snapped. Cameron slowly licked the head of his dick like a damn ice cream cone while reaching back to stretch and work the cream into his own body. A long moan slipped from Cameron’s throat as he swallowed down more of Alric’s dick, and Alric echoed the sound.

Licking and sucking, Cameron steadily drove Alric insane with pleasure. His lover only lifted his head to ask Alric to hand him the cream. With a shaking hand, Alric grabbed it and held it out to Cameron as he dipped his fingers into it again before returning them to his hole.

“Liebling,” Alric said in a strained voice. “I’m not going to last much longer. Your mouth is heaven.” Cameron purposefully hummed, the vibrations created by the sound massaging his cock. Alric hissed and pressed his head back to the leather seat while clamping down on his dick to keep from coming.

Cameron slowly lifted his mouth from Alric’s dick and smiled up at him. “You’re ready for me?”

“God yes,” he moaned.

With a sound of excitement, Cameron straightened and carefully climbed into the chair, facing Alric with his lover’s help. With his feet on either side of Alric’s thighs while holding onto the back of the chair, Cameron lowered himself onto Alric. They both hissed and moaned as the head pushed past stubborn muscles and was suddenly enveloped in velvety tight heat.

Alric released himself and grabbed Cameron’s hips, helping to steady his lover as he sank lower inch by painfully slow inch. Cameron seemed to wallow in his ability to torture them both. He would sink low, nearly taking in all of Alric, and then rise up to start the whole, slow ordeal all over again. The entire time, his head was thrown back and making these wonderful, whimpering noises of pleasure that made Alric more desperate by the second.

When he was at last fully seated, Cameron wrapped his arms around Alric’s shoulders. Alric pulled him in tight, kissing him. It was messy, hungry, and desperate, and Alric loved it. He loved when Cameron couldn’t get enough of him.

“Alric,” Cameron choked out. “Might have miscalculated.”

“What’s that?” Alric bit down on Cameron’s lower lip and then sucked on it. Cameron moaned, and the muscles around his dick tightened even more.

“I’m so close. You feel so good and I’m not gonna last.”

Alric licked across Cameron’s lips and thrust his hips upward, earning a new cry of pleasure from Cameron. With his right hand, he reached between Cameron’s legs and gripped his leaking cock, stroking it once. “Then ride your dragon hard, little mage.”

Cameron groaned loudly and grabbed the back of the chair again to give himself better leverage. He rose up and slammed down again, their sweaty skin smacking together as Cameron proceeded to ride him hard enough for Alric to see fucking stars. Cameron moaned and swore while Alric stroked his swelling cock. He stopped only long enough to add some cream to his own fingers and Cameron cried out at the new slickness. Alric ached to move and thrust into his lover, but their current position wouldn’t allow him.

His lover’s broken pants soon turned to cries of pleasure in the form of Alric’s name as his orgasm swamped him. Thick stripes of cum landed on Alric’s stomach and chest. That, combined with the increased tightness of Cameron’s ass, had Alric following him over the edge. His own orgasm slammed into him hard, knocking the air from his lungs. He gasped and swore in German as he emptied himself into Cameron’s welcoming body.

Sweaty, sticky, and trembling, Cameron collapsed on Alric, his arms falling limp around his shoulders. He pressed a damp temple to Alric’s as he struggled to pull in air. Alric wasn’t in any better shape. He felt like all his strength had left his body through the end of his dick. He needed…he needed to do…something…to take care of Cameron, but it was talking all his brain power to just breathe.

“I think…I think I died,” Cameron panted. He tilted his head back and gave a drunk giggle. “Yep, I’m dead and went to heaven. All I see are books…” Cameron dropped his head back to flash Alric a lopsided smile. “And you. Books and you sound like heaven to me.”

Alric closed his eyes and smiled in returned. “Books and you does sound like heaven, but so does our bed.”

Cameron groaned loudly in Alric’s ear and then winced an apology. “Bed is heaven too. This was fun, but chair sex hurts. My legs don’t like this.”

“Liebling, I would carry you, but I don’t trust my legs right now.”

With a sweet smile, Cameron kissed him. “Then we will lean on each other.” With much moaning and groaning, Cameron unfolded his long legs and climbed out of the chair, hissing when Alric slid free of Cameron’s body. Alric would have preferred to remain exactly where he was, but Cameron was right—bunched up in the chair was not comfortable.