Origin (Scales 'n' Spells 1)

“Dammit! We forgot something,” his lover suddenly announced. He dropped his head to Alric’s shoulder and nibbled on a tendon there in his frustration.

“What’s that?”

“The jar of cream. I guess we can just move to the bedroom.”

“Nope,” Alric said. He turned Cameron to face the chairs and the table separating them in particular. In the center of the dark wood table sat the infamous jar of cream, as if it were an innocent container for candy or a decorative knickknack.

“You devious man!” Cameron gasped. “Were you planning this all along? When did you move that in here? Or do you just have Lisette supplying you with multiple jars?”

“Same jar. Though, now that you mention it, maybe I should have more jars made for around our suite of rooms. I moved it in here the last morning you woke in my arms. I just didn’t realize so much chaos would occur between then and now.”

“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?”