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Story: Rory

But his brain, his soul, was caught there, staring into Fen’s eyes, watching the moon.

Fen laughed, the sound utterly exultant. “Oh, sweet. You feel like home.”

“Fen.”

“Feel me, love. Feel my knot swell.”

“I do. I can—” Rory bore down, letting Fen in deeper, letting them join together harder.

Suddenly something unbearably huge pushed into him, his body snapping around the base of Fen’s cock.

“My knot, sweet. So ready for you. So hot.” Fen growled the words, pushing up into him.

His body squeezed, milking Fen’s prick. “Please. Touch me.”

“Anything, sweet.” Fen’s hands skated over his skin, leaving heat in their wake. Those clever fingers worked over him, pinching his nipples, tugging at his cock.

He arched and groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head. “Fuck…”

Fen chuckled, the sound warm, happy, and sexual. “You’re stuck well and good now, love. I can feel it so deep.”

“Uh-huh. I need to come, Fen…” Or he was going to scream.

“I know, love. I can feel you shaking.” Fen rolled up, abs rippling, and bit him, right at the base of his throat. Marking him.

He growled back, his body bowing, his ass clenching down on Fen’s knot. Rory shot hard, his shout ringing in the cabin, his body on fire.

Fen grimaced, his hands landing on Rory’s hips again as he drove deep, thrusting one, two, three more times before he groaned, filling Rory deep with his seed.

He slumped onto Fen’s chest, shifting to one side as he did, so he didn’t hit the mostly healed wound. They were still locked together by the knot. “Damn.”

“Mmmm.” Fen smiled for him, blinking slow. “That was perfect.”

“You’reperfect.” He felt so much better.

“I think if you go to watch the kids, I should come with you. Just for the time being.” Fen couldn’t seem to stop grinning at him.

He snorted softly. “Shut up. Aren’t we supposed to be all after-glowy?”

“I am. I’m very afterglow. In fact, that is why I think we need to stay close to each other. Mate bond.”

“Mate bond? Can it really be?”

Fen stroked his back, fingers gentle, trailing along the knobs of his spine. “I think so, yes. I’ve never heard of a human getting wet like an omega, Rory. Tell me about your family?”

“I have lots of brothers. My family has been working for the dragons for over a century.”

“All men.”

“Every one.”

“Hmmm.” Fen tilted his head. “And they worked for the dragons?”

“Yes. And now they supply the wolves.” His brothers were supply experts, and they needed to keep on top of a lot of moving parts.

“But you didn’t stay with them?”

“No.” He chewed his lower lip. “I was restless. I miss the dragons. And I knew I could help out here. So I came up. It felt so good, I asked to come and stay.”