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I reach Drax’s cock and wrap my tongue around it, not quite as adeptly as he managed with his forked one around mine, but tight and wet enough to make him growl my name and tangle his fingers in my hair.

His body bows again, and he spreads his thighs wider, welcoming me to settle between his legs, to live here if I want to. It’s not a bad home.

I release his cock and nuzzle my nose into the crease of his thigh where his scent is the most potent. Everything inside me swells with a sense of peace as I fill my lungs. His heavy balls twitch against my cheek and his thighs tremble on either side of me.

“Roll over,” I command, teasing his sac with the tip of my tongue just to hear him whimper.

Drax scrambles to obey, rolling onto his belly so his glorious, biteable ass is on full display. His tail flicks back and forth, eagerly but slowly, like a cat stalking prey. I wrap my hand around the base and slowly stroke it, the same way I would with his cock. He moans again, his hips jerking.

“I want to learn all the ways to drive you out of your mind, Drax,” I murmur, settling myself between his legs again and cupping his ass cheeks in both hands.

“All you have to do is touch me,” he rasps, arching his back and pressing into my grasp.

I knead his ass cheeks, tugging them apart so I can see his tight hole.

My mouth waters and my cock jerks impatiently against my thigh.

I unfurl my dragon tongue again and lap at the crease between his cheeks, licking slowly over his taint and up to the pucker of his rim.

Drax whines and thrusts towards me. I tease around his entrance with slow licks until he gasps my name, then I wiggle the tip of my tongue against his hole until it softens and opens for me.

“Oh fuck,” he groans as I lick him deep, flicking the nub of his prostate and corkscrewing my tongue against the quiver of his inner muscles.

“Please, Mac,” he pants, jerking his hips to grind himself onto my tongue with short, desperate thrusts. “I need your cock inside me.”

I wrap my hand around the head of my cock, gathering the generous slick of precum pouring from my slit in my palm and using it to coat my length.

I flick Drax’s prostate with my tongue again, just for the pleasure of hearing him whimper.

My own hole twitches and clenches with the echo of his pleasure, and my cock throbs impatiently.

He curses when I ease my tongue out of him. I position myself behind him, and his tail wraps around the base of my cock to steady it as I line myself up with his wet, twitching hole.

“Ready for me?” I ask, kissing along the width of his shoulders.

“Yessss,” he hisses, thrusting towards me again.

I wrap both hands around his horns like a bull rider and slam home in a single stroke, throwing my head back and howling at the hot clutch of his inner muscles around my cock as I fill him deep.

My hips slam into his ass cheeks and he lets out a needy wail just as loud as mine, clenching around my cock then relaxing immediately before doing it again.

“Fuck me like you mean it, dragon,” he growls.

I smirk at the challenge, leaning forward to adjust my angle, aiming the head of my cock right at his prostate, and bringing my lips to his ear.

“You asked for it, demon.” I nip at his earlobe before slowly easing out, then slamming home again.

Drax’s body jerks underneath mine, and we both moan loudly.

I pull back and do it again, harder this time.

There’s no need to hold back, no hurt we could inflict on each other that wouldn’t be pleasurable, no risk of injury when we’re both more or less immortal.

I sink my teeth into his shoulder and set a punishing pace, my skin slapping against his with every thrust, his inner channel gripping me tightly every time I fill him.

He matches my rhythm, meeting every one of my thrusts with his own eager weight, arching his back and craning his neck as I grip his horns for leverage.

Every inch of my body pulses with pleasure, mine and his, mingling and feeding each other in a dizzying loop.

I can feel the satisfying fullness of my cock inside him just as well as I can feel the heat of his insides clenching around me.

I don’t have horns, but I can feel the pleasure of that too, the throb of my fingers wrapped around them.

“It’s too good.” Drax whimpers. “I can feel you… I can feel what you feel,” he groans.

“Me too,” I pant, fucking him even harder, my flames licking at my lips, as desperate to make a home inside him as my cock is.

My cock swells. More specifically, the base of my cock swells, tugging against his rim with every thrust, making it harder and harder to pull out. My knot throbs as it grows until it’s too thick to pull out anymore. I rock into him with shallow thrusts, my swollen knot pulsing against his prostate.

“Mac,” Drax growls, wrapping his tail around my forearm like he just desperately needs to find new ways to touch me. “Mac,” he wails again, grinding on my knot, his body heaving with every deep breath he gulps down.

“Mate,” he roars, clenching around me so tight I see stars, and then it’s not just my knot pulsing, it’s my whole cock. It’s my inner muscles, as if I can feel the same fullness he can. It’s every nerve ending in my body, until I’m sure I’m about to burst apart at the seams from too much pleasure.

I throw my head back and flames billow from my lips, scorching my throat and flickering aimlessly until they die out and give way to Drax’s name on my tongue, again and again as I fill him with my cum, spilling into his guts, painting his insides so deep he’ll never get rid of me.

His answering orgasm crashing inside of me spurs mine on, the bond feeding us each other’s pleasure until we’re both completely drained.

We collapse in a heap on the mossy ground, my knot locked inside him. I laugh breathlessly against his shoulder and wiggle until I’m somewhat comfortable, splayed out on his back. He cranes his neck, and I find his lips in a strained kiss, feeling a smile on his face that matches mine.

“I think fate knew what she was doing,” he murmurs happily.

Maybe he’s right.