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“Come on, baby. You can come for me. You can show me everything. I’m going to fill you so good. Make you feel so amazing.”

“Already do,” he said, his breath coming so short and fast he could hardly manage to get any air.

Orion laughed, pressing on his chest with the hand not on his cock. “No passing out.”

“Right.” He blew out air, then sucked more in. “Need to—Ughnnn!” His orgasm took him completely by surprise, and then that knot swelled so tight in him that he shouted before Orion came inside him, filling him deep and hot and perfect.

“Fireworks,” Cullen murmured, because little non-scary sparklers were exploding all around them.

Orion nodded, and Cullen slumped down, landing on Orion, his eyes falling closed. The blankets covered them, Orion’s arms wrapped around him and holding him close, that heavy knot barely shifting inside him.

Cullen chuckled, and a particularly bright set of fireworks exploded under the blankets. “I like that.”

“Mmhmm. I like that a lot.”

Oh, he was so screwed, because now that he knew Orion on a cellular level? Damn.

“That was the best first time ever,” he whispered.

“It was.” Orion squeezed him tight. “I’m desperately curious to see if it’s going to be the best second time ever too.”

ChapterSeven

Orion bounced out of bed to head to the kitchen.

He wanted to make something yumtastic for his new lover. His mate. All he had to do was explore the dry goods and such to see what there was. Waffles? Scones? Pecan rolls?

So many options, if the stuff was there to be used.

He opened cabinets, peering in, cataloging. Okay, the flour and sugar had to be—ah. Cannisters on the counter. There was yeast, but no pecans…

“Unicorn!”

Orion whirled around at the bellow, his heart jumping into his throat, his hands up like some kind of demented ninja’s.

“Elliot. What are you doing over here, wee one?”

The magpie who watched over Elliot settled on the back of a chair as the little dragon held his arms up.

“Hungy.”

“Are you hungry, little one?”

Elliot stared at him as if to say, ‘I just said that, dipshit’. So he thought he’d try again.

“Do you like waffles?”

Elliot tilted his head, then nodded. “Wif bacons.”

“They’ve already got you started on bacon? You don’t even really have teeth yet.”

Elliot bared his teeth, showing off that he did, in fact, have a mouthful. They actually looked a little sharp, to be honest.

“Fair enough. Um, I will make bacon. I wonder if they have veggie bacon, here. We should get them to get some of those mushroom-based bacons. I bet you’d like those. They’re better for you than real bacon.”

Elliot just lifted an eyebrow. Orion could tell he didn’t care about Orion’s issues with health.

Also, apparently vegetarianism and mostly dragonism weren’t bedfellows.