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Spooky frowned. "You need rest too."

"And I'll get it as soon as you return to your quarters."

Spooky frowned. He hated when Arden took on that formal way of speaking as if he was a stranger. The man slipped into it sometimes and when he did it was like Spooky wasn't staring at Arden, but a regal king ready to rule his kingdom.

"Are you sure you want me to go?" Spooky asked, his heart in his throat as he leaned forward and ran his fingers over Arden's salt-and-pepper beard. "I could put you to sleep again." He tilted his head. "You have such a hard time sleeping. All that muttering and tossing and turning," he said. "Let me get you comfortable before I go."

The man stared at him and he saw a spark behind his eyes that was anything but friendly. Spooky pulled his hand away too slowly. Arden grabbed his wrists and slammed them onto the bed before he was on top of him and between his thighs.

"Arden," Spooky panted. "I was-"

"You were being too familiar again. How many times must I tell you that I do not need you to care for me? Go about your job, your life, and stay out of my business," he growled.

Spooky's heart raced. "I can't," he whispered. "Even if I want to do what you say, I just can't let you go. Please," Spooky begged, his heart squeezing painfully. "Don't make me pretend as if there isn't something between us."

"There isnothingbetween us," Arden snapped. "You think you know me or that you have something to offer me and you do not. Learn your place!" he snarled.

Spooky stared up at him, his brown eyes blazing. "No," he said firmly. "I will never learn my fucking place. When I'm with you, I know where we stand even if you keep trying to push me away."

Arden's hand wrapped around his throat. "You stand in the same place you have always been. Don't think because I put my cocks in you that you're special."

Anger flared in Spooky's chest and heat swept over him from head to toe. "And don't think that because I let you fuck me I'll be good to you forever. You can and will lose me, Arden. I don't need you!"

The man shoved him over onto his belly and Spooky dug his fingers into the sheets. He tried to move forward, but Arden ripped him back and his eyes widened as the dragon spit on his hole. Spooky's head turned and he stared at Arden.

"Wait, Arden! Fuck!"

Arden ignored him and sank not one, but both of his cocks into the tight, hot confines of Spooky's ass. He cried out, his eyes rolling back as the intense, burning pain stole his senses. Arden's palm pressed against his back and he shoved him to the bed, holding him in place as he started to fuck him.

Spooky lost himself. He could only focus on the way Arden's cocks stretched his hole, the way his big calloused hand held him down, and the way the man moaned against his ear, his big body pressing him into the mattress.

Pleasure sparked along his spine and Spooky moaned. Arden jolted forward, stealing his breath as Spooky gave up and submitted to the dragon. The pain started to fade, replaced with pleasure. Arden’s pre-come was enough to slick his hole and he shoved back, wanting more.Dragons are the fucking best.He panted as the man drove into him relentlessly, his head spinning as he cried out and shook his head back and forth.

"Arden, please," he said, his words teetering between pleading and moaning. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You know I need you, I always have," he choked out as his cock twitched and precome stained Arden's beautiful sheets. "Ineedyou! Please!"

But his words fell on deaf ears. When he made eye contact with Arden, it was like the man was possessed. His fingers dug into Spooky's hips, leaving pressure and no doubt imprints in his flesh. He cried out, his body responding on its own as he pushed back against Arden's cocks.

Damn it. Mistakes were made.

As much as Arden pretended he didn't want him around, Spooky knew it was a lie. They had made a connection that night, a bond that tied them together. There was no going back on it no matter how much Arden fought. And Spooky had clearly struck a nerve by telling him that he was going to leave.

Sweat decorated his brow as he twisted his hips. But that only allowed Arden to stroke deeper and harder. His cock pressed against Spooky’s prostate and the familiar cried out. Fireworks burst behind his lids and he panted as his cock begged to be held, grabbed, stroked. He wanted to stay pinned to Arden’s bed, to be taken apart over and over again until they were both too exhausted to move.

His body grew weak as Arden pounded into him like he was nothing but a cock sleeve made for his enjoyment. Spooky's ass clenched around the man's cocks and pleasure shot through his body as he groaned. His eyelids flickered, his balls squeezed, and Spooky felt as if he was going to come and faint at the same time.

"Take it," Arden growled. "Don't you dare pass out until I'm done with you!"

Spooky cried out. "I won't," he groaned, even as the corners of his vision darkened and his head swam. "I'll do it for you, Arden. Always for you."

"You'd better," he snapped. "You'remine."

Spooky's eyes widened as he heard those words.His.Was Arden saying that he belonged to him? Did that mean he wanted him?

All of his thoughts were snatched away as Arden's heavy hand landed on his ass, a crack of pain blossoming over his skin as the man spanked him. Spooky shot forward, but there was no escaping Arden's grasp. The man grabbed the back of his hair, shoved his face into the bed and kept fucking him with wild abandon.

"Fuck!" Arden groaned.

Spooky felt it, the way Arden’s cocks throbbed. Spooky couldn’t take it anymore. Consumed by pleasure, he cried out as come spurted from his cock, covering the bed in his sticky mess. He tried to fall, but Arden held him closely and continued fucking him in short, rough bursts before he roared.

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