Page 151 of Courting the Dragon Prince

“Fuck,” Onyx muttered.

With a grin, Luther removed his foot and placed it back on the floor.

Breathing heavily, Onyx blinked his eyes open.

Luther grinned. “Now remove my trousers.”

Onyx swallowed and reached for the buttons. He undid them and tugged Luther’s trousers and drawers slowly down, freeing Luther’s aching dick.

Onyx stared at it for a second. Warm, wet breath brushed against the sensitive skin of Luther’s cock. Onyx licked his lips. Luther’s dick twitched.

Then, with a flick of his hair, Luther turned, stepped out of the trousers, and walked towards the bath with a slight limp. He could feel Onyx’s gaze burning into him.

He groaned as he sank beneath the deliciously warm water. He took a deep breath, inhaling the blend of herbs that infused the bath.

He glanced at Onyx, who still knelt on the floor where Luther had left him, staring at Luther with hunger in his eyes.

“Now get over here and wash me,” Luther demanded.

Onyx rose and walked towards the tub. “Of course, Your Highness.” He removed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves, revealing heavily muscled forearms.

Luther licked his lips.

Onyx grabbed a stool and dragged it beside the tub. He sat just by Luther’s torso. He lifted a vial from the floor. A sweet floral smell filled the air as Onyx poured the scented oil onto his hand. He placed the vial down, rubbed his hands together, and leaned forward.

His oiled hands slid along Luther’s torso, dipping beneath the water. Luther groaned, head dropping back as Onyx palmed his chest, thumbs grazing his nipples. Luther’s hard cock bobbed in the water.

“How does that feel, Your Highness?” Onyx leaned in close, breath brushing Luther’s ear.

“Divine.” Luther gasped as Onyx’s hands rubbed his sternum, sliding over his ribs. Thankfully, the healers had healed all his minor wounds and he could be touched without pain.

Onyx’s hands dipped lower, fingers grazing Luther’s belly. Luther moaned. Onyx wrapped his hand around Luther’s dick.

Luther thrust up. The water sloshed. Onyx stroked.

“You are taking a lot of liberties with my royal person,” Luther rasped.

Onyx chuckled wickedly as he continued to jerk Luther beneath the water’s surface. “You just wait and see what liberties I plan to take with you, my sweet dragon prince,” Onyx growled.

Luther moaned. Onyx’s hand on Luther’s dick quickened.

“After you spill in my hand, I’m going to throw you face down on the bed and fuck you.” Onyx’s lips pressed against Luther’s throat. His teeth grazed the skin. “You want me to serve and tend to you. Well, soon you’ll need to pay me to do that. And the payment I want is your delicious, plump arse.”

Luther cried out. He tilted his head back further, opening himself to Onyx’s lips and teeth. His fingers gripped the rim of the tub. The water sloshed over the edge as Onyx worked his cock.

Onyx kissed along his jaw. “Your body will be so tight around my dick. I’ll fuck you so hard. So deep.” He nipped at Luther’s ear.

Luther shuddered. Onyx increased the pace.

Luther squeezed his eyes shut. Pleasure tingled along his nerves. Every muscle in his body tightened as his orgasm approached.

“I’ll bury myself so deep inside you, over and over,” Onyx promised. “Then I’ll fill your greedy, desperate hole with every single drop of my seed, Your Royal Highness.”

Luther keened as the words shoved him over the edge. His arsehole clenched as he imagined Onyx buried within him. His cock jerked in Onyx’s hand as he spilled, pulse after pulse, into the water.

All the while, Onyx stroked him through his peak.

Finally, Luther sagged in the tub as his bliss ebbed away. He sighed contently.