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He’d always wanted to know what it felt like to get drunk.
As an immortal, unsusceptible to manmade stimulants, he’d never appreciated the lure of alcohol. He realized this night, quite happily, that he was a horny, handsy drunk.
Happily, because the object of his desire was sitting right beside him, within easy reach. They couldn’t fuck like rabbits in the public longhouse, of course, even when everyone was asleep. Because Ere would undoubtedly let loose irrepressible shouts and whines and screams if he got what he wanted. And Sorin, the big lug, was adorably shy.
Oh, he’d let Ere have his way with him if Ere pushed the matter to a head, exhibitionism bedamned. But Ere would only ever push to a certain point. He knew that Sorin was deeply private. At the heart of it all, Sorin didn’t want to share their pleasures with anyone else.
But, while they were here, in the shadows and darkness beneath their table, Ere could stillplay.
The hand that wasn’t wrapped around his tankard was wrapped around Sorin’s thick, steely erection within the confines of his trousers, hidden by the hem of his belted tunic. Ere squeezed and stroked, pulled and twisted, torturing his favorite toy, making his Mate flex that granite jaw, clenched so hard Ere could hear the bones creaking in protest.
He loved abusing his stoic lover this way, and being in public brought an added illicit thrill. He loved making Sorin lose control. Or at least driving him to the brink of it. Loved the way that big body turned to stone, all those muscles tensed and hard.
Especiallythatmuscle.
Perfect, smooth, hot, and weeping at its plump, juicy crown.
Ere carried on his one-sided conversation as if he wasn’t driving Sorin to the edge of sanity beneath the table.
“Who was the tall black-haired one you were staring at earlier?” he asked of his dragon brother, tormenting the male in an entirely different way.
Ere did so love to taunt and tease. It had always been his nature.
Kai scowled harder but didn’t answer, staring fixedly into his half-emptied tankard.
“She looked…”
Ere tried to find the right words.
The female warrior didn’t belong here. There was something about her that made his hackles stand on end.
Something portentous.
“Interesting,” he finished.
Kai ground his teeth.
“I could see you eye-fucking each other all the way from over here,” Ere persisted, digging like a screwdriver into the obviously sore topic for his long-lost friend.
“Why didn’t you take her out back and be done with it? I’m shocked you’re sitting here with me and Sorin when you could be having the ride of your life. She looked like she’d be more than capable of handling you.”
Kai suddenly banged his tankard down on the table, rattling the sturdy wood.
“Shut. Up.”
Ere’s eyebrows shot up slightly in delight even as he jumped a little in startlement, his hand shooting out of Sorin’s trousers, toy momentarily forgotten.
Finally! A reaction from the taciturn Bronze.
“Oooohhh!” he exclaimed like a gossiping schoolgirl, gesticulating excitedly, “youlikeher!”
In a reflexive move, Kai reached across the table to choke Ere. And Sorin, just as reflexively, stopped the other man by seizing his thick wrist in an iron fist.
Ere, completely oblivious or uncaring of the imminent danger, wriggled in a stationary dance upon his stool.
“Kai and…mysterious girl sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N—”
The beleaguered male shot up in a flash, glaring blackly down at his tormenter. Sorin shot to his feet as well, one hand still holding tight to Kai’s wrist.
