Page 196 of The Chosen One Universe: Volume One

Henry focused on the head, letting his hand work the thick base, pulling Draco closer to the edge with every swipe of his tongue. He poured everything into it, and when Draco began to tense up, his cock twitching in Henry’s mouth, he looked up and showed Draco his watery blue eyes, and that was it.

Draco grabbed his head and held him still as he pumped into Henry’s mouth with quick shallow thrusts. It didn’t take long before he was spurting his release, coating the back of Henry’s throat with his spend. And not a moment too soon. The phone began to chime, announcing the end of his time. Draco ignored it, petting Henry’s head gently as he came down from the high of his orgasm. Henry stayed on his knees, gently sucking at Draco’s cock as it softened.

“You were a very good boy,” Draco said. He moved his hips and his cock slipped from between Henry’s lips, and then he bent down and lifted Henry up, showing his incredible strength. “You deserve a reward.”

Henry wrapped his arms around Draco’s shoulders and let the dragon take his weight.

“Feel better?” Henry asked. His voice was a bit raspy and Draco’s eyes glowed a bit at the question.

“I do.”

“Then I have my reward. Although once we’re out of here, I wouldn’t say no to some alone time with our guys.”

“You nervous about later?”

They were supposed to reach Eduard’s estate that evening in time for dinner, although Eduard had promised they wouldn’t have to meet anyone until the following day.

“A little.”

“Don’t be,” Draco said. He shifted Henry’s weight until he had his hands braced under Henry’s ass. “They’re a little old fashioned but the worst that’ll happen is that they turn their noses up at us. And honestly, I kinda hope that’s exactly what happens.”

Henry frowned. “Wouldn’t that make Eduard look bad?”

Draco shook his head. “Come on. You know Eduard better than that. What’s the first thing that’ll happen when someone snubs one of us? Imagine if they’re rude to you or Sawyer.”

“He’ll do that freeze thing he does.”

Draco nodded.

Henry’d only seen it once, when they’d met with the first architect for the house, before they’d met Sawyer and Draco. Henry had been pretty excited about the meeting, and he’d been throwing ideas out left and right. Eduard hadn’t minded at all, simply made notes to add to their list, but the architect had turned up his nose and asked Eduard to ‘get him under control.’

Needless to say, Eduard had frozen and his eyes had sharpened. Henry now knew that he’d partially shifted, his eyes turning to his eagle form. He’d caught the man in his gaze and his voice had been so cold it had sent a tremble down Henry’s spine. “You’re fired,” Eduard had said. “You have one minute to pack your belongings and get off this property. I will make sure my father is aware of your lack of propriety.”

The man had immediately realized the error of his ways. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Eastaughffe. I didn’t mean to offend—”

“Andvari, get him out of my sight.”

Henry had sat there in amazement as Andvari grabbed the man’s laptop, shoved it and his plans into his briefcase then shuttled him out the door. “Eduard, you didn’t have to—”

“No one insults you. No one.”

Henry returned his attention to Draco, the memory so fresh in his mind it could have happened yesterday.

Draco adjusted his hold on Henry, managing to get them closer than before somehow. “The griffins are a proud clan, and Eduard is extremely proud to be with us. Never doubt that, okay? And if you ever start to worry, just look at him. See the way he watches you.”

“He does that to all of us. He sees.”

“Exactly. Eagle eyes and all that,” Draco teased. “And even though we’ll do our best to not look like assholes in front of his clan, Eduard won’t let them put us down.”

Henry nodded. “Come on. I want to go see him now.”

Draco lowered Henry to his feet and straightened his clothes. Henry linked their fingers together and led them out into the main room where Andvari was standing on the platform wearing a ridiculously hot suit. Eduard was practically drooling over him as Bebe fussed over Andvari, tugging fabric until it laid just so against Andvari’s body.

Henry walked right over to Eduard and leaned into him. When he had his attention, Henry pushed up onto his toes and kissed him gently. “Thank you for doing this,” Henry said. “I can’t wait to see what you’ll pick for me.”

Eduard cupped his hand over Henry’s cheek and smiled. “You’re beautiful as you are.”

“But come on,” Henry grinned, “I’m gonna look hot in one of those suits.”