Page 65 of Courting the Dragon Prince

Luther thrust into Onyx’s callused grip. “Yes!” he hissed.

Onyx released him. Luther’s cock bobbed in the air, no longer receiving any delicious friction. A noise of protest escaped him.

Onyx smacked his arse. Luther cried out as his arse jiggled.

“Patience,” Onyx scolded. “You want me to pound your arse, right?”

Luther’s mouth snapped shut. He did want Onyx to pound his arse.

Why was Onyx all growly and demanding out of bed so annoying and Onyx all growly and demanding in bed so sexy?

Luther didn’t have any time to ponder that. More oil poured over his hole, swiftly followed by Onyx’s finger probing his rim. Luther rocked back, keen to have Onyx’s thick digit inside him.

Thankfully, Onyx seemed to have no desire to make Luther wait. He shoved his finger deep. Luther gasped, his hole clenching around the digit.

“Fuck, you’re tight.” Onyx slid his finger in and out. “So tight and so hot.” A second finger slid in alongside the first. He scissored them apart. Luther groaned, undulating his hips.

“Onyx!” Luther whimpered. “Come on,” he begged, voice breathy. “Please. I can take you. Shove your cock inside me.”

Onyx’s fingers withdrew. The bed shifted and creaked. Onyx’s thighs brushed the inside of his. Luther spread his legs wider, giving Onyx more space, keen to have Onyx inside him.

Onyx spread Luther’s cheeks wide. The tip of Onyx’s cock kissed Luther’s entrance. Luther held his breath, body tight and thrumming with desperate anticipation.

Onyx thrust, filling Luther in one hard shove of his hips.

Luther yelled, and Onyx groaned.

Luther’s fingers clutched at the sheets as Onyx stretched him wide, taking him to the point where pleasure and pain danced and blended magically together.

“More,” Luther pleaded. “I want more.” Luther clenched his muscles, gripping Onyx’s cock inside him. “Give me more!”

Onyx shuddered. He pressed a hand to Luther’s lower back, sliding it up his spine, gripping his neck.

“You want more? I’ll give you more,” Onyx said, voice low and rumbling. “I’ll give you everything you can handle, little Prince.”

His cock slid back, withdrawing from Luther’s body until only the head remained inside him. Onyx shoved forward. Luther’s whole body jolted.

Luther cried out. Then Onyx was fucking him, hard and fast, in and out, punching into Luther’s body with harsh snaps of his hips. All the while, Onyx held Luther in place, one hand on his neck, the other gripping his hip as he rode Luther’s arse.

Onyx’s position shifted. Luther keened. Because now Onyx was nailing Luther’s prostate straight on with each powerful thrust.

Luther cried out as Onyx’s cock dragged over the sensitive nerves over and over again. Luther squeezed his eyes shut, pleasure skittering along his skin and burning through his blood.

Onyx’s grunts mixed with the slap of their bodies and Luther’s moans of pleasure.

Luther’s knees gave out under Onyx’s powerful thrusts. He collapsed onto his front. But Onyx barely paused. He kept pistoning his hips, burying himself deep inside Luther over and over.

And now Luther’s dick rubbed against the bedding.

“Mountain spirits! You feel so good around my cock,” Onyx growled.

Luther’s balls tingled as Onyx continued to fill his hole. His dick massaged Luther’s insides, and he struck Luther’s prostate over and over.

Had it ever been like this? Luther didn’t think so. He didn’t think anyone had ever fucked him so completely. Owned his body so entirely.

“Fuck!” Onyx cried out. “Take my dick.”

Luther’s whole body tensed. Every nerve in his body sparking. The bliss crested and peaked inside him.