Page 27 of Consorting with Dragons (Bloodlines #4)

He nodded frantically and moaned at me. “Feels so good.” He would wake up everyone in the house at this rate. I pulled my mouth away with a little plop then sat on my heels to look at him.

“I’m going to make love to you now,” I told him, my voice sounding hoarse and strained even to my own ears. “But only if you stay quiet.”

“Yes, please. I will be,” he replied, panting hard for breath.

He pulled me down to him so he could offer up his mouth again.

He sighed into the kiss, and it thrilled me.

He wound his arms around my shoulders as he ran his hands through my hair.

I felt my cock harden even more at the feel of him so close and in such an intimate embrace, and I pulled his legs up, so I could gain access to that sweet hole.

“Have you ever done this before, Rylan?”

“No. I’m a royal prince.”

I laughed softly because that meant just nothing at all, but I kissed his mouth because he was so perfect. “This will hurt then, but I’ll try to make it as good for you as I can.”

I left him briefly to retrieve some oil to use on him to help ease my way into him.

I positioned myself between his legs again, massaging and opening him as much as I could and then I eased inside him.

I meant to go slow, but the sight and the smell of him overwhelmed me and I slid inside him as he moaned and thrashed wildly and even screamed.

I bent down to tease his pink nipples with my tongue, and he practically convulsed under me.

I captured his mouth in a long kiss, meant to quiet him.

I slid my hands down to his ass and gripped it with both hands, pulling him up so he had to lift his legs again and wrap them both around my waist. His eyes were huge, round and surprised as he stared into mine.

I buried myself deep inside him and when he opened his mouth to suck in some air, I slipped my tongue inside, sending a shudder all through him.

Capturing his throat gently in my hand again, I pulled him up against me and soothed him with kisses on the side of his neck. I licked over his bite again as I began to stroke inside him rhythmically. I was fucking him slowly and steadily, and he shuddered in my arms and moaned with pleasure.

I knew his orgasm was close, and I wanted it to be good for him.

When I bit him again to complete the process, it would be painful at first, and I wanted him to be far gone in his passion when it happened.

When he began to convulse under me, I thought he was ready, and I bit deeply into the side of his neck.

I knew it would feel like twin needles boring into him, and he would scream in pain, so I held my hand over his mouth so we wouldn’t have all the guards plus the consorts in the room with us.

He arched his back, moaning, and I kissed him again, stroking inside him harder than before.

He gave a wordless cry as he strained against me and had another orgasm.

He was crying out loudly with pleasure, and I didn’t have the heart to stop him this time after his orgasm, the feelings seemed to only get stronger, and he was soaring.

“Quinn, the stars! They’re flying over the ceiling!

” he cried. Vaguely, in some other part of his brain, it must have been registering that I was licking his throat, bathing the bite in saliva, and it was stimulating the bite, causing him to hallucinate.

I felt the stars rushing at us—even I could see them this time, as the blackness came down around us—and I fell back on the bed with him clutched tightly to me, determined to never let him go.

We both slept late the next morning, and I knew that everyone in the house had to have heard us the night before. Rylan was curled up beside me in bed and moaned when I nudged him to wake up.

“Rylan, get up. We slept really late. Your family is bound to be awake and well aware of just exactly where you are.”

His eyes sprang open at that. “Oh shit,” he said, way too loud. I got out of bed and began pulling on some clothing before someone came in. I figured—having met Blake—that we had only minutes.

“Hurry. Your family will be in here soon.”

“Oh gods,” he said softly. “What are we going to do?”

“Say hello, I imagine. It’s far too late to lie about it now.”

“I don’t have any clothes to put on!” he whispered fiercely, and I had to smile. I wondered why he hadn’t thought of that the night before.

“Put on the robe. Or the coat. I imagine they’ve seen you in even less, and as I said they know exactly what we’ve been doing.”

He whirled to look at me. “Are you crazy? I can’t do that! It’s too embarrassing.”

“What did you think would happen when you came to me last night?”

“I didn’t think you’d let me go to sleep afterward! I was planning on leaving afterward.”

I laughed again because it was such a ludicrous situation, and I was far too old for all this.

“You had a Lycan mate bite. You’re lucky that you’re even conscious. I’d give you some of my clothes but they’re all way too big. Wrap a blanket around you and let’s go out and have something to eat. I’m starving.”

“No! Are you crazy? You go if you want to and try to find me some clothes from my closet. You can bring them to me.”

We were saved from further arguments about it when a loud knock came on the door, and it suddenly swung open to reveal the consort standing framed in the doorway. Rylan dived beneath the covers with a little squeak.

“Rylan,” the consort said, “Stop all this foolishness and come out here.” Blake swung his gaze over to me.

“You too, General. We have things to discuss.” He closed the door and I got dressed to go out.

When I opened the door, Blake stood framed in the doorway and held out a hand imperiously to me, so I took it.

I let him lead me out to the main living area and gave Rylan a backward, apologetic glance, but I knew better than to tell this man no.

Rylan’s father, or omak as he called him, was sitting on a wooden chair sipping a cup of something that was probably tea, since I didn’t have much else in my kitchen. He nodded to me as I came out. “Is Rylan coming?” he asked.

“He, uh, doesn’t want to, but I imagine he will in a minute.”

“Why don’t you sit down and have some tea and some of these pastries? I sent the guards out early this morning to find some kind of bake shop to buy them for us, and they found these. They’re quite good.”

“Your Highness…”

“Oh, call me Vannos. I know what happened last night. We all do. Rylan woke up the entire house. The question now is, how soon can we get you married.”

“We can do it today if you like.”

“A quick answer. I like that at least. Tell me, General, was last night your idea or my son’s?”

“I-I don’t like to say. What difference does it make? It’s happened now, and I take full responsibility.”

Vannos exchanged a look with his father and then cleared his throat “I see. Very well. Would you make those arrangements, please?”

“Certainly.” I stood up to go, but Rylan walked out then, a blanket wrapped around his beautiful body and trailing to the floor.

His face was bright red, and I couldn’t help but go to him and whisper in his ear.

“It’ll be all right. They’ve asked me to make the wedding arrangements for later today, and I’m going to do that now.

” I gazed down at him. “Is that all right? Is it too soon?”

He shook his head, raising a troubled face to me. “It’s fine with me if it is with you. Are you sure? Don’t let them bully you into anything.”

“I won’t. And they don’t seem angry, so stop being so nervous. Do you want me to stay here with you?”

“Yes, please,” he said, taking my hand. I kissed his sweet lips, just a quick brushing of them, and led him over to where I’d been sitting.

Blake was smiling at me. “We’re not going to eat him, General.

You can go and make those arrangements. And Rylan, we’re simply going to talk about your wedding.

I suppose it does no good now to bring up your shameless behavior, anyway, does it, General?

I imagine my grandson has been fully claimed by this time? ”

“He, uh…”

“That’s all right. You needn’t answer. Luckily for the both of you, Davos will be tied up in the foreseeable future with that uprising on Thalios. Some group calling themselves the Coalition of Small Planets.”

“From Thalios?” Vannos said, interrupting him. “Rylan, was that the coalition your father was thinking about joining? He talked about it at breakfast just before you left for Lycanus 3.”

“I think so.”

“Oh no. Father won’t like that too much.”

“No, I daresay he won’t,” Blake replied.

“That will serve as just the distraction we needed to hide this from Davos and Mikos a little longer though. With any luck, the two of you will be married and all this will all be blown over before the rebellion is put down. And Vannos, you need to send a message to Stefan and tell him to stay out of this situation with Thalios and well away from my husband for a while. It may get pretty ugly.”

“Oh, believe me, I plan to. Though Stefan is stubborn too.”

“Hmm. Well, meanwhile, we’ll go ahead with this wedding.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

I left them to it and went to my office. I would need to make some calls to finish the arrangements. I felt oddly hopeful that maybe Rylan would soon settle in and be happy and my life would get back to normal.