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“Any time?” he whispered, his breath hot against me.
I arched back in his grip as he filled me again. “Yes.”
He braced himself on both hands and held himself above me, staring down at me as he fucked me, trying to go slowly, but shaking with effort. Whatever he was doing with his hips and cock…
He shivered and clenched his jaw. I curled up to meet him, and he kissed me before he had to rasp, “May I?”
“Cum?” I whispered mischievously.
“Yes.” He sounded apologetic.
He didn’t need to be. “I want you to.”
He bowed his head and groaned as he came, shaking with the force of his relief.
He breathed so hard his abs flexed and his triceps shook as his body jerked.
I savored the twitching of his hips and the twitching in his hamstrings as he emptied himself, and the look of pure bliss and relief on his face.
He bowed his head as the final shudders ran through him. Then he groaned, very softly.
I tried not to seemtoosmug. Or impatient for him to get back to work. Or to move so I could get to work while he paidveryclose attention.
Watching your partner unable to wait washot. Scorching hot. Surface of the sun hot. Lemuria-wished-their-memes-were-that-spicy hot.
Quivering, he bent and kissed me, gently, then moved away. A rush of wetness came with him as he pulled out. I shivered and relished it. He whispered, “I’m sorry I couldn’t wait.”
Silly dragon. Like a guynotbeing able to wait because he was so turned on was an insult. Or a problem. “What, you can’t get me off with your hand? Or do you just want to watch me take care of myself? Because that can be arranged.”
He settled beside me, still breathing hard. He slid his big hand over my mound and somehow managed to make two fingers feel like four fingers. Mischief ignited in his blue eyes. “…now I can give you all of my absolutely, positively, completely undivided attention…”
And he did.
I wokeup with my head on Keon’s chest. I blinked.
“Sweetness,” another voice said.
I pushed now-dry hair out of the way and focused, a bit blearily, on the new voice.
Akoni.
My Prime consort stood by the bed, having arrived back, his proto-feather hair and sharkskin trunks still wet from work. A strange not-quite-smile, not-quite frown was on his face.
Keon had a tablet in one hand and his other arm around me. The sheets were tangled around us. Between my thighs was slippery and warm and very content. I had passed out, apparently.
A few rounds with Keon was an intense experience. Once he’d gotten over hisI can’t believe this is happening, Keon had gently and tenderly andvery very veryprecisely wrung me out like a cheap towel.
Keon watched Akoni warily, his thick thigh tensing against me and his fingers clenching his tablet.
“Keon,” Akoni greeted him, his tone saying he found Keon’s presence unexpected and not necessarily welcome.
“Akoni,” Keon replied, tone guarded.
“What time is it? If you’re back,” I said, sitting up more.
Keon flipped his tablet onto his chest before I got a look at anything. The quick glance betrayed some pictographs and a wall of gibberish text with some complicated diagrams and equations straight out of my worst you-didn’t-study-for-the-test nightmares.
Akoni sauntered around the other corner of the bed to get up behind me. He slid a hand over my sheet-covered thigh. “Did you drag your stone drake off to bed?”
