Page 6 of Singing the Dragon’s Heart

Chapter

Six

R eno watched Kami sleep.

Oh, he’d napped, spooned around Kami, his slow, steady breathing lulling Reno right to sleep. But he was a cat napper, used to getting what he could on assignment, so he was awake long before Kami.

And he watched.

Not because he was worried. But because he wasn’t. He’d gotten some wire, and with Kami sleeping right through it, had wrapped the stone in it while Kami held it. Then he’d put it on a cord and strung it around Kami’s neck to keep it close.

And Kami had rested, his skin looking better, his scales popping out in color, his hair looking sleeker.

It was stunning.

He had plans for when Kami woke, but he could bide his time.

His phone buzzed, group text with him, Triton, and Cerran showing up.

How is your hailee?

Resting. Really resting. Tal with you?

He’s swimming. Restless I think

He’ll settle

Or he won’t. It is his choice

Yeah

Kami stirred, and he signed off.

later

Triton sent a thumbs-up, which made him laugh, and he set his phone aside as Kami blinked those storm-over-the-ocean gray eyes at him.

“Did I wake you?”

“No. I need to run to the bathroom.” Kami yawned, looking a little like a fiesty kitten.

“You need me to walk with you.”

“Nope. I’ll be right back.” Kami crawled out of bed, then shivered. “Woo. Chilly. Be right back.”

Reno thought about turning up the heat, but he knew a better way to keep Kami warm if his mate was up for it. So he waited.

“Yeeeeeahhhhhh!” Kami came running back into the bedroom to do a cannonball on the bed, the high-pitched shout making Reno duck for cover. Kami laughed like a maniac. “Got you!”

“You did. You scared the fire out of me. You okay?”

“I am. Thanks for making my stone into a pendant.”

“We’ll get the goldsmith to do something once you’re fully bonded, but this will work for now, huh?”

“Heck yeah. Hands free.” Kami reached up to touch his cheek. “I like that. I have two hands to touch you that way.”

“Imagine that.” Reno let Kami scramble onto his lap, and he grabbed that tight little butt. “Hey.”

“Hey.” Kami rose up to touch their lips together.

The dam broke then, and Reno took the kiss he wanted to badly, pressing his mouth to Kami’s, tongue pushing at the seam of those soft lips. So good.

Kami was like a little kitten, part cuddles and part claw. He threw himself into the kiss, wrapping around Reno and holding on tight.

I thought for a second when I was sleeping you weren’t real. That I had died, and I was just fantasizing you. Like this was my version of heaven. Stupid, huh? Kami’s eyes searched his, begging for some sort of answer, and Reno intended to give it.

I’m completely real. And so are you.

Prove it.

That single thought was deadly serious, showing that his hailee wasn’t near as blase as he pretended to be.

He wrapped the blankets around them, cocooning them and making a space where they could be warm and explore. Kami was fine under his fingers, whip-cord lean, and Reno was fascinated by all the angles and planes of that smooth skin. It stole all his attention, finding smatterings of scales along Kami’s ribs, his hips, his collarbones.

His hailee, on the other hand, went straight for this cock, exploring it from base to tip and making Reno threaten to roar before disappearing and counting his ribs one by one.

Little tease.

No, I just want to know everything. I swear I’m not a cock tease. Kami blinked at him, the kisses never stopping. If anything, they just got deeper and deeper. I’m just curious. I’ve never slept with my mate before, and we’re never going to have a first time ever again.

True . Reno thought that was beautiful, but a lot of pressure on them both. But we will have so many times afterward.

Kami smiled at him. Noted .

Those curious, clever fingers returned to his prick, stroking him again and making his eyes roll back in his head. You’re going to fit so good, fill me up and make me shoot. I know it.

His entire body surged at the words, his hips bucking, pushing up to meet Kami’s touch.

“Dammit, hailee, be careful. You make me need, and I’m not going to hurt you.”

“Nonsense.” Kami held his gaze, so sure, so determined. “You’re not going to hurt me. You’re going to fuck me. You’re going to fill me up. Then I’m going to shoot, and all the while I’ll be caught on your fat, thick knot.” Kami kept touching him and making his eyes cross, and he started moving into the touch again, his body caught in the web Kami was weaving. Kami circled the base of his prick with his fingers and tugged hard, making his knot threaten to swell.

Reno didn’t want to do that. He didn’t want to lose control and come from a hand job. He wanted to make love.

“Are you going to ride me?” He had to start fighting fire with fire, or he was screwed here. He had to slow this thing down. “I can guess how wet you are.” He nuzzled against Kami’s temple, their scales rasping together. “I can smell you. I can smell how badly you want me.”

Then he dragged his fingers down Kami’s spine, right to that slick hole, and pushed one finger in. His hailee cried out and arched, bucking into his touch before driving down and taking his finger.

Kami was on fire inside, and his dragon roared in a combination of desire and triumph.

My mate!

Kami nodded and surged against him, hands like claws on his shoulders. “Yours! More, braaken. Please.”

He nodded and pulled his finger away, his own hands wrapping around Kami’s hips, moving him to hover over his needy cock. “I need you.”

Kami nodded, bringing that sweet heated sheath right to where he needed it. “I’m yours. Fill me up, Reno. I want.”

Then Kami slammed down, taking him in to the root.

Reno roared, his head banging against the wall as he was swallowed in pure heat. He’d never felt anything so delicious, so utterly perfect, so right.

This wasn’t sex. It was more than that. This was connecting on a cellular level with his mate.

“Yes. Yes, I feel you.” Kami shuddered around him, vibrating, the heat around him rippling and threatening to drive him mad.

When one of them started to move, time was going to stop, he knew it.

Reno grabbed Kami and eased him up, almost to the tip of his cock, then slammed him down.

Kami’s lips parted, his eyes wide, his body bowing. “Oh. Oh, gods. Yes. More.”

Reno’s lips pulled back in a wild grin, and he nodded, lifting Kami again, then tugging him down. The friction was perfect, even with as wet as Kami was, because his mate was so tight. So damn heated.

He groaned when Kami got into the rhythm of it, rising and falling, those lean muscles standing out along his chest and arms and thighs.

“I could just eat you up,” he growled, his tone guttural.

“Anything you want, braaken.”

“Anything.” He liked that. His knot threatened to swell, and he panted, wanting to give Kami more, harder, deeper, faster.

He didn’t want his lover to believe for a second that he wasn’t devoted to giving the most pleasure he could.

As long as he could.

Reno thought about mud, about baseball stats, about chocolate pudding between his toes, anything to hold back, but Kami growled and pushed down, then clenched, that perfect ass tight as a fist around him.

His knot swelled and he roared, the sound seeming to rock the keep as his cock swelled, filling his lover to the brim and locking them together.

Reno grabbed Kami’s prick and palmed it, stroking from base to tip, over and over, spreading the drops that leaked from the tip along the shaft. He felt each and every bit of his touch around his own cock, Kami’s body fluttering around him wildly.

“Please,” Kami begged. “Please, don’t stop. I’m so close.”

Reno squeezed tighter. “Not stopping, hailee. I have you. Come for me.”

Kami arched down over him to kiss him, tongue pressing in to fuck his lips, that low cry perfect as Kami offered himself up, gave himself over.

Heat poured over his fingers, and Reno’s cock was clenched, milked, his balls heavy and aching as they released his seed, pouring into his mate and filling him.

Kami’s kiss became sloppy, his hailee swaying down to cuddle into him, a soft rumbling purr filling the air.

“Good, mate?” He hoped Kami wasn’t an Energizer bunny post orgasm. It would be awkward when they were knotted, to be honest.

“Better than.” Kami blinked at him, face lax. “That was kind of amazing.”

“Just kind of?”

“It was the first time, after all. It was practice.”

“Don’t make me beat you, hailee.” That would be a waste of a lovely afterglow.