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Chapter Six

C ullen wiped his hands on his pajama pants.

They were sweaty, and he wasn’t sure what to do with them. He’d had a shower, and he thought maybe Orion had done some yoga or something while he did. Not that he blamed the guy. Spending all day with his family when someone was used to being a loner had to be nuts…

He’d seen the way Orion had been looking at him since breakfast, though, and he didn’t think Orion planned to spend another night on the couch…

So he wandered while Orion was in the shower, trying to decide if he should go get the pillows off the couch and bring them back up to the bedroom.

Which was when he looked at the bed and saw that Orion already had. Oh, goddess.

His breath caught when Orion walked out of the bathroom, steam following him. He wore a towel draped around his waist, but he was otherwise bare. His silver hair was combed back off his face, and his skin had that otherworldly iridescent sheen to it that screamed magic.

Cullen thought he was the most amazing thing he’d ever seen.

“I clean up okay, huh?” Orion spread his arms, letting Cullen look his fill. Or mostly his fill, anyway. He wanted to see what was under the towel.

“Uh-huh.” He was probably flushed, which made him look like an eggplant. So attractive.

Orion tilted his head, eyes flashing quicksilver for a moment. Then he held out a hand. “Come here, baby.”

Cullen let himself move forward to take that hand, his nervousness popping like a bubble as soon as they touched.

“This is going to be the most fun ever.” He stepped in close so that their bodies touched. “I feel like I’ve been waiting for this my whole life. And here you are.”

Orion nodded. “And we are long-lived folks, aren’t we?”

Yes, and they were going to drive each other nuts for an eon. “Yeah. Kiss me like you mean it.”

“I’m always going to mean it.” Orion pushed his hands under Cullen’s hair, cradling his head and drawing him near.

Cullen wanted to close his eyes, but he also didn’t want to because he wanted to see every second of this—of Orion loving on him.

His hands landed on Orion’s hips, managing to dislodge the towel without even really trying.

Orion chuckled, their lips brushing together. “That’s cheating.”

“Accident.” He winked, blowing his chuckle over Orion’s lips.

Their lips crashed together, and suddenly, he swore that there were shooting stars.

Just from this one kiss.

Absolutely shooting stars.

Cullen couldn’t wait to see what happened when they orgasmed.

Orion’s tongue slipped across his lips, asking for entrance, and he gave it easily.

They kissed until they were breathless, until the feel of Orion’s cock prodding his belly made him moan and ripple his abs to try to get more of the sensation.

“Mmm.” Orion said it against his mouth. “Belly dancing.”

He chuckled. “I just want to be so close to you.”

“I know. I feel the same way.” Orion grabbed his ass, squeezing, and then he pulled Cullen up against him so no air could get between them.

“Uhn.” His head fell back, his hair streaming down behind him. Orion had him. He wasn’t going to fall. And this way, their cocks rubbed together all along their lengths.

“Can’t we go to bed? Will you let me hold you?” Orion didn’t move though. In fact, he just rocked, prick slipping and sliding against him and making his toes curl.

“Uh-huh.” He loved how broad Orion’s shoulders were, how he tapered into lean hips. The shape of Orion fascinated his hands, and he couldn’t seem to stop touching.

When Orion dragged him up along the strong body, he gasped, and suddenly, he was flying with Orion, moving across the room and landing in a bed that was filled with down and felt like sinking into a cloud.

He kept them close together, their kisses never-ending, their bodies writhing together as Orion covered him.

Cullen could barely breathe, and he felt as if he was drunk, as high as he’d ever been. “You’re perfect.”

“I’m made for you. That’s close enough.” Orion bit his bottom lip hard enough to sting, and their gazes locked, the magic between them inexorable, and Cullen felt like he was being sucked down in a whirlpool of pure need. “I can smell you, my dragon fae. I can smell your need.”

He was never going to stop blushing, his balls were never not going to be full, and he was never going to not need to feel this passion.

It made his eyes cross, that touch, and he dragged his fingers up Orion’s back and then pushed hard on the way down with the heels of his hands.

All the while, he stared into Orion, offering this pleasure, praying that he understood what Cullen felt.

“I do. I feel you. I feel you everywhere.” One finger slid into his wet hole, and he groaned, his lips parting, his tongue flicking out.

“Don’t stop.”

“I don’t intend to stop.” Orion kissed him again, and one finger became two, the pressure light, steady, rocking into him and then out and in and out. Orion’s thumb nudged him all the while, pushing at his balls and sliding over the sensitive spot behind them.

When two fingers became three, Cullen cried out, the sound pure hunger as Orion twisted those fingers inside him.

“So hungry. You’re so hot and wet inside. I want to take you, and I feel you all around me.”

He nodded, staring hard, caught in his lover. “Do you have a knot?”

Orion brought his hand over to touch his cock, which was long, heavy, especially for someone Orion’s size. The tip was thick and broad, and then the shaft was lengthy and barely rippled, the skin tight.

Cullen stroked up and then pushed down. When his fingers teased the base, he could feel it, just a hint at that massive knot that promised to make him fly.

“This is all for me.”

“Every inch. Do you think you can take it?”

“God. God, yes. How do you want me?”

Orion stopped for a second, smiled. “I’ll let you ride me. That way you can curl down when we’re knotted, I’ll cover us up, and we can rest together. Sometimes, the after is more magical than the doing, right?”

“Yes.” He pushed Orion, encouraging him down. “I have amazing pillows.”

“They smell like you.” Orion turned and settled into the sheets, stroking his own cock, showing off a little bit for Cullen, and he appreciated every second of it.

He licked his lips, the bead of moisture at the tip of Orion’s cock calling him to taste it. “Can I?”

“Anything, my fae. Anything you want.” Orion arched up off the bed, offering himself right up.

“Mmmm.” Putting his hands down on either side of those muscular hips, he licked, the flavor exploding inside him. It was like…it was like super creamy sea-salt caramel ice cream on a hot day. Smooth on his tongue, spiced with a little saline flavor, but also with that little tang cream gave a caramel ribbon.

“You’re comparing me to ice cream?” Orion stared down over that flat belly.

“It’s my favorite.” He licked again, and then Orion yanked him up, touching him again, fingers sliding into him. “Wet. Are you ready for me, baby?”

Oh, no fair pulling out the baby card. It made his cock jerk. He’d always loved that in books. He was totally a romance guy.

“Yeah.” He panted, riding those fingers, but needing something way bigger.

“Come on up here and take me in when you’re ready.”

He crawled up Orion’s body, eager to feel what his mate’s cock could do for him. He straddled Orion, his thighs shaking as he rose up, and Orion helped guide him into place, that cock slipping into him an inch at a time.

Finally, gravity pulled him down, and he was fully seated.

He grunted, willing, but Orion grabbed his hips. “No, love. Not yet. Don’t move yet.”

A low sound escaped him, and Cullen would hit anyone who called it a whine. “But I need to move.”

“Soon, love. Soon.” Orion drew in a deep breath, and when he let it out, butterflies appeared, sparkling in the light, then bursting into glitter that disappeared.

“Oh. Nice.” Cullen loved that. And he had a feeling it was totally spontaneous, not planned out for effect.

He waited, his body on fire, and finally, his mate let him move. Moaning, Cullen started rising and falling, riding just like Orion had said. He controlled the pace this way, controlled the depth, and Cullen felt powerful.

He also felt damn beautiful when Orion looked at him, touched him, hands sliding up over his ribs to his chest, fingers plucking at his nipples.

“Oh. Oh, goddess.”

“Uh-huh. That’s it, baby. Take all of me. Can you feel my knot? It’s almost ready for you. You’re so tight and hot. You feel like paradise. I’ve never wanted anything more.”

“I needed you so much, and I waited…”

“I did too. I’ve had lovers, but you’re my mate. Mine. And you’re all I’ll ever need now.”

That warmed him, and he moved faster, feeling that knot swell for him, filling him, threatening to lock him into place. He took Orion’s hand and put it on his cock, and Orion stroked him, tugging good and hard, letting him really feel it.

“Please. Orion. Love. Please.” He shook his head, trying to understand what he was experiencing, but it was too much. It was overloading his nerves, and sparkles started to shoot from him, his very skin seeming to glow.

Orion was the same way. He shimmered like the most beautiful after-a-storm rainbow.

He felt that knot fill him, and he grunted, because now all he could do was rock back and forth, his hips jerking madly.

“Come on, baby. You can come for me. You can show me everything. I’m going to fill you so good. Make you feel so amazing.”

“Already do,” he said, his breath coming so short and fast he could hardly manage to get any air.

Orion laughed, pressing on his chest with the hand not on his cock. “No passing out.”

“Right.” He blew out air, then sucked more in. “Need to—Ughnnn!” His orgasm took him completely by surprise, and then that knot swelled so tight in him that he shouted before Orion came inside him, filling him deep and hot and perfect.

“Fireworks,” Cullen murmured, because little non-scary sparklers were exploding all around them.

Orion nodded, and Cullen slumped down, landing on Orion, his eyes falling closed. The blankets covered them, Orion’s arms wrapped around him and holding him close, that heavy knot barely shifting inside him.

Cullen chuckled, and a particularly bright set of fireworks exploded under the blankets. “I like that.”

“Mmhmm. I like that a lot.”

Oh, he was so screwed, because now that he knew Orion on a cellular level? Damn.

“That was the best first time ever,” he whispered.

“It was.” Orion squeezed him tight. “I’m desperately curious to see if it’s going to be the best second time ever too.”