Draechen's Mate [Chronicles of the Shifter Directive 2] (Siren Publishing Epic Romance, ManLove) (17 page)

But they were only just beginning, and Karein seemed to have far more elaborate plans in store for Sari. He released Sari’s nipple with a wet pop and licked his lips. “I love how you taste,” he said.

Sari wanted to argue that likely, half of the flavor Karein had sampled could be traced back to the oil used for the massage. But Karein obviously didn’t care about that, or if he did, he planned to solve the problem in the simplest way imaginable, by tasting Sari where the oil hadn’t touched.

When Karein took Sari’s dick in his mouth, Sari thought, for a few moments there, that he was simply going to die. He then thought that he was to climax embarrassingly soon, just at the delicious suction around his cock. Miraculously, neither of those two things happened.

Sari could only find one reason behind it, well, behind why he hadn’t come yet. He had to taste Karein, too. He wanted to feel the weight of Karein’s cock on his tongue so much that his own pleasure was secondary. Pulling on Karein’s hair, he somehow managed to gasp out, “Please… I need… Come here.”

Those couple of words must have come out a hundred syllables long, but Karein still understood. Without even releasing Sari’s dick from his mouth, Karein changed positions, straddling Sari’s face. As his mate’s dick and plump balls hovered over him, Sari moaned and reached for his prize. He took Karein’s prick into his mouth, greedy for the taste of Karein’s pre-cum.

The first time he tried to suck Karein’s dick in, he gagged and was reminded of his previous assessment of Karein’s package. But Sari was never one to give up just like that, so he persevered. It was a little awkward, and not at all the skilled blow job he’d have liked to give. Sari almost regretted asking Karein to do this now, because he couldn’t possibly focus on pleasuring Karein like he deserved. Jenarra above, the way Karein was swirling his tongue around Sari’s prick had to be illegal in some countries, because Sari had flashes where he couldn’t even remember what he was doing—something quite remarkable, indeed, given the hard cock in his mouth.

Still, Karein didn’t seem to mind his lack of experience. Once Sari realized that, he stopped overthinking everything and just went with it. He allowed himself to enjoy the natural flow of things, the simple pleasure provided by Karein’s sinful mouth. At the same time, he took Karein’s dick as far as he could and used his hands on the girth he didn’t manage to accommodate.

The taste of Karein’s pre-ejaculate made his head spin with lust, and soon, nothing else mattered but their simple chase for their orgasm. And then, a slightly slick finger wormed its way into Sari’s ass, somehow managing to zero in on his prostate. His eyes widening, Sari came, an explosion of bliss rushing through him. Karein grunted, drinking Sari’s spunk down with no hesitation. Moments later, hot streams of cum filled Sari’s mouth at the draechen followed Sari over the edge.

Sari did his best to swallow his mate’s jizz—after all, it had to be a sin of sorts not to do so. For the most part, he managed, although a small part of it did dribble down his chin. He released a moan of protest when Karein started to pull away, half because he wasn’t done with Karein’s cock, but also due to the fact that… Well, Sari really did like the feel of Karein’s mouth on his dick.

Karein, however, refused to be thwarted. As the draechen freed himself from Sari’s grip, his finger left Sari’s ass. Almost seeming oblivious to Sari’s dismay, Karein scanned Sari’s face eagerly, as if seeking the answer to questions Sari couldn’t hear. “What?” Sari asked when he thought he could speak.

“Nothing,” Karein answered. Climbing on top of Sari, he brushed his thumb over Sari’s lips. “You have cum all over your face.”

Sari couldn’t help but blush at that. He honestly didn’t imagine how he’d been so utterly shameless as to demand Karein’s cock, but he didn’t regret it. He had a feeling there was more behind that odd look Karein had given him, but then, Karein pressed their mouths together, and Sari forgot all about it.

There was something so impossibly erotic about this kiss. Sari tasted Karein, but also the flavor of his own essence on Karein’s tongue. In spite of having just come, Sari found himself hardening again.

Karein pulled back, his hands clutching Sari’s hips convulsively. “I need you, baby. I must have you now. Forgive me.”

Sari wanted to say there was nothing to forgive, but decided that anything he uttered right now could propel them both into endless conversations that would just bring them back to their current point. So he stayed quiet and allowed his body to do the talking. Smiling, he extended his hand, beckoning Karein closer.

Karein groaned and reached for the bottle of oil once more. Taking his cue, Sari lifted his legs, exposing his opening to Karein’s gaze. The draechen’s breath caught, so he must have liked what he saw. But Sari couldn’t be flirty or coy, not when Karein poured a generous amount of liquid on his fingers and reached for Sari’s opening. This time, when Karein slid one finger in, he went slow, spreading the slick substance all around. Earlier, Sari had never really even gotten the chance to acknowledge the slight invasion before it had propelled him into climax, but now, the strange pressure made Sari hyperaware of every nerve ending in his body. It was unfamiliar, but it didn’t feel wrong. And then, Karein brushed that single finger over Sari’s prostate, and Sari cried out, pleasure skyrocketing through him. “Oh, yes,” he hissed. “Please, Karein… More.”

This time, Karein didn’t deny him, nor did he try to delay things. Adding more lubricant, he slid a second digit next to the first. This time, the stretch was a little more challenging, but very enjoyable just the same. In fact, Sari’s body practically swallowed both fingers, as if it had been waiting for exactly that.

A choked groan escaped Karein, but for all his words and his expressed need, he didn’t rush. Instead, he kept finger-fucking Sari, preparing him with the same thoroughness that he had used when washing Sari’s hair. Of course, back then, Sari had been far more patient, but it was a little hard to hold onto that when he was so…well, hard. It certainly didn’t help that Karein ruthlessly rubbed Sari’s prostate, as if intent on showering Sari with the maximum amount of sensual torture he could endure.

By the time the third finger went in, Sari had become nearly mindless with desire and want. He wanted to beg and plead with his mate, but his thoughts and ideas were scrambling under the assault of the pleasure. His synapses seemed to have short-circuited, and his hold on his power—always legendary both due to training and to his ancestry—started to crumble on itself.

With a distant corner of his brain, Sari heard something shatter in the room, but he couldn’t have cared less, not when Karein finally deemed him prepared. His mate retrieved his fingers from Sari’s body, then, after a few moments of hesitation, flipped Sari on his belly. He propped a few pillows under Sari, providing him with a more comfortable position. “I want to look into your eyes as I fuck you, but it’ll be easier for you like this,” he explained.

Sari just nodded and whimpered. He felt like he was no longer a person, but a vessel of pure want. Okay, he’d have liked to gaze up at Karein’s handsome face, too, as the draechen took him for the first time, but whatever they did together would be perfect. Sari was sure of it. He just needed it now, so badly it hurt.

There was a brief pause, during which Karein must have slicked up his dick, because instants later, something hard and thick nudged at Sari’s opening. Sari held his breath as anticipation coursed through him, making his heart beat a million miles an hour. And then, slowly, ever so slowly, Karein started to push in.

It wasn’t an immediate process. Even now, Karein kept a measured pace, going slow, allowing Sari to get used to the invasion. Still, it hurt a little, although Sari wouldn’t have changed that for the life of him. He found that he liked the burn, the bite of pain. It gave him an anchor, made the surreal pleasure more real, convincing him that no, this wasn’t a dream. And yet, when Karein finally bottomed out inside him, Sari could barely breathe because of how very overwhelmed he felt. Spots danced in his vision, and the world seemed both brighter and blurrier somehow. It was dangerously addictive, and Sari couldn’t think about anything else except how desperately he wanted more.

“Okay?” Karein asked in his ear, obviously feeling the same urgency Sari did.

Sari opened his mouth to say “yes,” and surprisingly, he actually managed to utter one word. It wasn’t the one he had been going for, but it worked just the same. “Karein…”

As always, Karein understood. He pulled out of Sari and thrust back inside, this time impaling Sari in one single motion. Sari arched his back, clutching the sheets as hard as he could. The soft rose petals crumbled in his fists, and their perfume combined with the scent of Sari and Karein’s desire to create an intoxicating aroma.

Karein might have tried to be gentle in the beginning, but soon, it became painfully obvious that he could no longer keep himself in check. Faster and faster, he fucked Sari, always hitting Sari’s prostate in nearly mind-numbing blows. He held onto Sari’s still-damp hair as his dick moved in and out of Sari’s body. The tight grip pulled on Sari’s scalp, which completely clashed with the gentleness Karein had used before in the bath. But Sari didn’t mind. He loved it, oh, how he loved it. Karein’s heat burned him from inside out, his cock stretching Sari’s channel so perfectly. When Karein rocked inside him, Sari felt full, full of his mate, both physically and emotionally. It was as if all his life, he’d wandered around aimlessly, without realizing that he was only half a person. Now, he’d finally found that other half he had been missing.

His mate pounded him harder and harder, as if he couldn’t get deep enough no matter how much he tried. And then, out of the blue, he gripped Sari and flipped him on his back yet again. In the process, he had to leave Sari’s body, but he quickly thrust back inside again. It all happened so fast that Sari barely registered the absence. Apparently, he had changed his mind about the best position for their coupling. And when their eyes met, Sari mentally congratulated Karein for this idea.

Simply the sight of the draechen almost made Sari come. He had witnessed Karein losing control before, allowing himself to let go. However, this time was different. The wildness in Karein’s eyes was purely sexual, and the tension in his strong shoulders spoke of a man in search of the ultimate pleasure. Sweat beaded his brow, and his lips were curled in near-snarl, but desire was the emotion behind that expression, not anger or discontent.

Even under normal circumstances, Sari would have had no words to describe what he felt, let alone now, when he was overcome by lust and sensation. Therefore, he didn’t even try to vocalize anything. He just clung to Karein’s shoulders, finding them a strong anchor in a world that was quickly collapsing around him.

He was close, so very close to coming. He just needed one more thing, one last thing to push him over the edge once again. Tilting his head, Sari offered himself for Karein’s claiming. He might not have known everything about draechen wedding rituals, but he did know this. In his mind, in his heart and soul, he craved it.

Karein didn’t delay in taking Sari’s offer. In one single instant, he struck, burying his fangs in Sari’s throat. The rapture that filled Sari was unlike anything he had experienced. It was pain, pleasure, no, a sensation that went beyond any simple concept like that. A million small suns exploded inside Sari as he climaxed. As Karein followed him into orgasm, Sari actually felt the mate bond click into place. A strange rush of heat swept through him, as if a tidal wave of lava, of pure energy was invading him. It was so intense that Sari almost feared what would happen when it retreated. But oddly enough, it never seemed to retreat. Instead, it reached out to Sari’s very core until he didn’t know where he ended and Karein began. Karein’s feelings and memories were his, and Sari was an open book to the draechen. Even knowing what kind of chance he was taking, Sari experienced no doubt or hesitation. He knew his mate would never betray him.

It went on and on, for what seemed like forever, and yet, lasted far too little. Finally, Karein released his hold on Sari’s neck. Sari returned to reality, feeling dazed, humbled, and in awe with all the emotions bubbling inside him, both his own and Karein’s.

Karein was the one who recovered first. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Better than okay,” Sari answered. “What about you?”

He knew his mate had been worried about this night. All of Karein’s doubts and fears were now clear to him. “Do you see now that I was right?” he continued.

Karein chuckled as his spent dick slid out of Sari’s ass. “Yes, of course. How could I have ever thought differently?”

“Well, now you know.” Sari grinned and cuddled close to his mate. “Don’t make the mistake of doubting me again.”

Karein’s hand tangled through Sari’s locks. “Never,” he murmured. Although Sari’s comment had been teasing, Karein sounded completely serious.

Sari was more than ever aware of the gift he’d been granted and the task that came with it. Karein was so very strong, but inside that shell he’d created for himself, his soul was bleeding. Sari ached for him, but he had faith that, in time, with a lot of love, he’d manage to mend all wounds. Because, starting this night, they were truly one, like both of them had wanted.

“One.”
Karein’s voice drifted into Sari’s mind, confirming the reality of their bond.
“Yes, we are.”
He met Sari’s glance and added,
“I know I haven’t said this before, but in case you don’t know already, I love you, baby.”

Was this man ever going to stop melting Sari’s heart?
“I love you, too,”
Sari replied.
“So very much.”

Karein smiled at him, and the expression was the most open, calmest one Sari had ever seen on the draechen’s face. His mate looked—he felt—at peace. It meant the world to Sari that he had managed to give Karein that.

“Sleep now, baby,”
Karein said.
“You’re safe.”