Page 37 of Courting the Dragon Prince (A Royal Arrangement #1)

Chapter Thirty-Seven

T his time, Onyx didn’t use his tongue to clean Luther. He helped Luther to his feet, tugged the dirty robe from Luther’s body, and threw it over the chair. He’d tidy up later.

Onyx led Luther to the basin of water with his hand on Luther’s waist. He’d had the water ch

anged whilst Luther slept. Luther moved slowly and without much coordination, like he lacked control of his limbs after the orgasm Onyx had wrenched from him.

Onyx smiled. “Just here.” He pressed his hand to Luther’s upper back, guiding Luther to lean forward and place his hands on the stand on either side of the basin.

Luther didn’t comment or question. He just went where Onyx led. Onyx ran his hand down Luther’s spine. Luther arched into the touch and sighed.

Like a curtain, Luther’s hair fell on either side of his face. Glancing into the mirror on the wall in front of the stand, Onyx could see that Luther’s eyes were closed.

Onyx grabbed a fresh cloth, dipped it in the water, and squeezed out the excess liquid. He pushed Luther’s curly dark hair to the side and started to wash Luther’s neck and back.

Luther let out a moan. Onyx’s still-hard dick throbbed at the sound, especially since Luther leaned over, bare arse sticking out.

But Onyx felt an urge to take care of Luther first. He’d not felt like that with anyone before. Onyx didn’t question it though; he just let himself enjoy washing Luther’s back.

“Lift your arm for me,” Onyx said.

And Luther did.

Once again, Onyx marvelled at this submissive, pliant version of Luther as Onyx manhandled him into a different position so Onyx could wash him. This Luther was so different from the sneering and snarling dragon prince who constantly tried to get a rise out of Onyx.

Small groans and sighs escaped Luther’s lips as Onyx moved around him and washed him clean.

It seemed Onyx wasn’t the only one who enjoyed this. He dipped the cloth into the water, squeezing it before returning it to Luther’s skin, admiring the muscular planes of Luther’s body.

Onyx wiped down his legs. He noticed Luther’s cock had started to perk up again. After refreshing the cloth in the basin once again, Onyx moved the wet fabric to the apex of Luther’s thighs. He wiped the curls, his balls, and his taint.

Luther gasped, and his cock filled further. Onyx wrapped the cloth around Luther’s cock, stroking him to complete hardness.

“Oh!” Luther cried out. Fingers tightening on the stand.

Onyx smiled as he pumped his hand, watching as tremors travelled through Luther’s body. He released Luther’s dick.

Luther whimpered. Onyx dipped the cloth into the water. Then he moved around behind Luther, kneeling.

He swiped the fabric over his arse cheeks, then pulled them apart. Onyx almost laughed at the sight of cream in his crease. With a wipe of the cloth, Onyx cleaned between his arse cheeks.

Then, without much thought, Onyx leaned forward and licked along the seam and right over Luther’s hole, tasting salty skin and the remainder of the cream.

“Ahh!” Luther cried out, body jerking forward.

Onyx set the cloth on the floor. “I think I will use my tongue to finish cleaning you up.”

Luther’s only answer was a heavy, shaky breath.

Onyx’s tongue swiped over Luther’s hole. He gripped Luther’s arse cheeks, holding him open. “I think you might have some cream in here too.” Onyx pressed his tongue forward, sliding it against the tight ring of muscle that clenched against him.

“Fuck. Onyx!” Luther cried out, voice strained.

Onyx speared his tongue forward, shoving it past the tight ring, eager to be buried inside Luther’s tight, hot hole. He wiggled his tongue deeper.

Luther mewled.

Onyx pulled back. He reached down and squeezed his own aching cock. Then he pressed a finger against Luther’s rim, teasing the ring of muscle.

Onyx leaned to the side so he could see Luther in the mirror.

Luther bent forward. His hair almost touched the water in the basin. His arms strained as they clutched the stand. Onyx slid his finger inside, wiggling deep. Luther’s mouth fell open, his eyes squeezed shut.

Onyx slid his finger in and out. Then he nudged Luther’s prostate.

“Oh!” Luther’s muscles tightened around Onyx’s digit.

Onyx’s dick jerked in his trousers. He rubbed his finger against the sensitive bundle of nerves over and over, watching the pleasure play out across Luther’s face.

“Onyx. Please,” Luther begged.

Onyx’s cock screamed for attention. He decided he had been patient enough. Finger still buried inside Luther, Onyx rose to his feet.

“I need to shove my cock inside your arse,” Onyx growled. He pressed the bulge in his trousers against Luther’s bare leg. “My dick is so hard for you.”

“Yes,” Luther whispered. “Please.”

Onyx tugged his finger free. A broken whimper escaped Luther.

Onyx strode to the bedside table. He yanked the drawer open, grabbed the vial of oil, and came back. He unstopped the bottle and stood behind Luther. He poured the oil onto his hands and fingers.

Onyx had held himself back for so long. Now he needed to fuck.

With urgent, fumbling movements, Onyx tore his trousers open, tugging his cock free. He slathered his flushed length with oil, stepped in close, and angled his cock so the head pressed against Luther’s entrance.

“Please.” Luther rocked back. “Fuck me. Hard. Fast. I want to feel you splitting me open. I want to feel you spilling inside me.”

Onyx groaned at his words. He looked over Luther’s shoulder into the mirror. Their gazes met and held.

“Please,” Luther whispered once more.

Gripping Luther’s hips, Onyx slowly surged forward. The crown popped inside Luther. Luther’s mouth formed an O .

Onyx slid further and further inside Luther, inch by inch. Luther took deep, heavy breaths as his inner muscles stretched to accommodate Onyx’s thick, long cock.

All the while, Onyx’s eyes remained locked on Luther’s. Onyx groaned at the incredible heat dragging him in. He kept pushing forward, pushing deeper, kept filling Luther’s hole with his dick until he was buried to the hilt.

Luther bit his lip when Onyx was seated fully inside him. Then Luther gasped. The muscles around Onyx’s dick squeezed.

“Fuck!” Onyx breathed. He placed a hand on Luther’s back, stroking the skin. “Fuck, you feel so good. So tight.”

“Fuck me. Please fuck me.” Luther lowered his head further, the tips of his hair touching the water as if he couldn’t hold himself up any longer.

Hands still tight on Luther’s hips, Onyx leaned back, cock sliding slowly from Luther’s body until just the head remained inside. He thrust, causing Luther to rock forward. Onyx groaned at the feel of being enveloped in Luther’s channel.

Onyx wished he could go slow, drag this out, and take all night.

But his cock ached, and his balls begged to spill.

He had no patience left. He needed to fuck Luther. Hard and fast. Now.

Onyx pulled back. He shoved forward, starting a hard, punishing rhythm. Their bodies slapped together as Onyx fucked into Luther’s body over and over, revelling in the incredible feel of Luther’s body wrapped around his dick.

He watched his cock sliding in and out of Luther’s hole.

As Luther cried out over and over, his whole body jerked in time with Onyx’s rough thrusts. The stand shook, water sloshing onto the floor.

With a groan, Onyx pistoned his hips forward. Luther’s head hit the mirror.

“Shit!” Onyx’s eyes widened. He stopped thrusting. “Sorry.”

Luther barely seemed to have noticed. He just blinked slowly.

Onyx released one of his hands from Luther’s hips before wrapping it around Luther’s torso, holding him up and trying to provide more support. He splayed his hand on Luther’s chest. Luther’s back pressed to Onyx’s chest.

Luther lifted a hand from the stand and entwined his fingers with Onyx’s. His head rested against the glass of the mirror.

Onyx began to move his hips, sliding his cock in and out of Luther’s tight body.

“Yes!” Luther’s breath fogged the glass.

Onyx moaned as he punched his hips forward, shoving his cock in and out of Luther’s body. Once again, the stand started to shake. Onyx angled his hip as he continued to fuck Luther.

Gasps and groans escaped Luther’s lips.

Onyx released Luther’s hip and reached for Luther’s leaking cock. He’d barely wrapped his hand around it when Luther’s whole body grew taut.

Luther screamed. His whole body convulsed as thick ropes of cum splattered against the stand, the basin, and the surface of the water. The muscles around Onyx’s cock gripped tight.

Onyx shoved his hips forward, fucking into Luther over and over as Luther came, his inner muscles convulsing around Onyx’s dick.

With a cry, Onyx threw his head back as he buried himself deep once more, spilling inside Luther.