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A pollo tipped some oil into his hand and closed in on Lachlan. "Are you sure you want this again so soon? Because..."

"If you don't make this mating official right now, I'm going to make your temper tantrum at the Chateau last night look tame," Lachlan snapped.

Apollo laughed and traced a sigil over his ridiculous abs and then his own. "Okay, but you asked for it."

He whispered the words, and his whole body buzzed with magic. Shifting into a dragon had changed something more than his physical shape. His magic felt deep and vast, and it was right there for him. He didn't have to work so hard to focus on bringing it out of himself.

Lachlan's blue eyes narrowed. "That was a different spell. What did you just do, Apollo?"

"Me? You told me you wanted sexy oil with some magic," Apollo said with a wicked laugh. "What's the matter, honey? Don't you trust me to make it good for you?"

Lachlan twirled his fingers in Apollo's curls. "Why do you like torturing me so much?"

"Because if you're going to be stuck with me forever, I don't want you to think having sex with me is going to be boring," Apollo pointed out.

"Nothing about you is ever going to be boring, and I'm never, ever going to get tired of having sex with you," Lachlan replied and pulled him down for a long, lingering kiss.

Apollo's heart did weird things when Lachlan's hands trailed slowly over his back. This was his mate, and he could finally make Lachlan his.

For once, there was no dragon commentary in his head. Something had happened to more than his magic during his shift. It was like he could finally focus on what he really wanted. And he really wanted to claim Lachlan within an inch of his life.

Apollo nipped his bottom lip, along his jaw, and down to his neck, which smelled so damn good. "Now, where were we?"

"I believe you were sitting on my face," Lachlan replied.

Apollo scrapped his teeth along his neck. "My favorite place to sit."

Lachlan squeezed his ass. "Turn around and give me a little bit of that oil."

"Look at you trying to be bossy." Apollo loved it, though, so he gave Lachlan the bottle of oil and turned around. It got him up close and personal with Lachlan's amazing dick, and he loved that too. He loved his mate, and he wanted him to know it in every way possible.

Apollo took his time licking and swirling his tongue around Lachlan's tip and shaft, teasing and toying with him as much as possible.

Lachlan wasn't shy about getting his own revenge with his zero gag reflex and a tongue that could move in a way that should be illegal.

Apollo was moaning around his dick, making him give the sloppiest blowjob of his life.

Lachlan was shaking under him, so he knew he wasn't complaining. The blunt slick ends of his fingers toyed with Apollo's hole, forcing him to stop sucking so that he could catch his breath.

"Holy shit, Lachie, don't stop. Fuck me," Apollo panted. He didn't know what good deed he must have done in a past life to get Lachlan Ironwood, but dark gods below, he was going to treat him like the king he was. "Stop, honey. I need to be on your dick. I can't take it."

Lachlan lifted him off. "Thank the gods because I need to be inside you when I come, and you're way too good at sucking me off."

"You can talk. I swear you have no stopping point." Apollo moved and was about to turn when Lachlan sat up and held him in place up against his chest. Apollo dropped his head back on Lachlan's shoulder.

"I want you to fuck me like this, right here, so I can see you," Lachan said. Apollo went to ask what he meant when he spotted his full-length mirror, which was angled in just the right position.

"I swear that wasn't planned," Apollo replied, looking at himself straddling Lachan's strong thighs. Lachlan ran his hands over Apollo's chest before dropping to stroke his dick.

"Fuck, baby, you are so beautiful. I could stare at you like this all day," he said, kissing Apollo's neck.

Apollo rose up on his knees and guided the tip of Lachlan's dick to his hole. Fuck, he was so ready, he barely met any resistance as he guided himself onto him. Lachlan gripped his hip and thrust in and out, always gentle, always considerate.

"Goddamn, you are so hot and tight," Lachlan whispered in his ear and whimpered when he was finally fully inside of him. "My perfect golden dragon, I'm so happy that you're mine."

Apollo turned his head so he could kiss him. Lachlan fucked his tongue slowly into his mouth, bringing Apollo down onto him in easy thrusts. It was teasing and so deep that Apollo felt like something long walled up inside of him was finally coming down.

"I love you, Lachie. I love you so fucking much," he whispered against his mouth.

Lachlan cupped his cheek and kissed his nose, cheeks, and lips. "I love you too, baby."

The sweet moment passed, and Apollo began to move, needing to feel Lachlan fall apart inside of him. He had never fucked in front of a mirror, and a part of him was a little self-conscious about it. That disappeared with the burning hot way Lachlan stared at him over his shoulder.

"I love you like this," Lachlan said, his hand tracing over Apollo's chest and toying with his nipple. "I get to see your perfect ass bouncing on my cock." His hand stroked Apollo hard, and he bit down a startled cry. "And I get to see how much you love being fucked. Tell me what you need, Apollo."

"More, Lachie. Always, always more," he groaned.

"Need me to take charge, love? Is that what you're asking."

"Fuck yes, I do,"

Lachlan's expression in the mirror shifted, and he grabbed Apollo's hands and lifted them to his neck.

"You hang onto me right there, and don't you drop them either," Lachlan commanded, and a thrill ran through Apollo at the tone. His big hunky mate taking control did it for him almost as much as when he was being a sexy, sweet sub. He was the whole goddamn package.

Lachlan slid an arm under Apollo's and rested his hand at the base of his neck. His other hand moved down to his hips.

"Eyes on me, baby," he said, and Apollo complied because if Lachlan didn't move soon, he was going to explode. The heat in his expression made Apollo melt in all the ways. "There we go. Don't look away, golden boy."

Lachlan pulled Apollo up and down on his dick in slow, deep thrusts, watching every gasp and expression Apollo made.

He found every spot inside of him that made him lose his mind, and then he picked up his pace.

Apollo didn't think he could take the intensity or the intimacy, but he let Lachlan be in charge, and now he felt like he was being fucked right into his soul.

Lachlan's hand tightened a little around Apollo's throat, just enough to let him know it was there.

"Fuck, Apollo, I'm not going to last with you looking at me like that. I wanted to teach you a lesson for holding out on telling me that I was your mate, but I can't resist you," Lachlan panted, his breath hot on Apollo's neck.

"Pay...back…later," Apollo managed to gasp out. "Come for me, Lachlan, please. Oh, fuck. Don't touch my cock, or I'll explode, and I want to be in you..."

Lachlan slid his hand from Apollo's neck to his mouth and pressed two fingers inside of it. "Stop telling me what...to do."

Apollo only sucked on his fingers and rolled his hips in a slow circle.

"Fucking brat....fuck," Lachlan gasped. His teeth sank into Apollo's neck, and they both groaned when Lachlan came in deep shuddering gasps. He wrapped his arms around Apollo, hanging tight to him as his dick spasmed inside of him. "Goddamn, dragon. You're killing me."

Apollo turned his head and kissed Lachlan. "I haven't even begun to kill you."

"I don't understand. I thought the magic was to stop me from coming," Lachlan said, the sweetest look of confusion on his face.

"Did you? Oh, no, that's not what it does," Apollo replied with a sweet smile.

"Then what..."

"I'm not going to spoil the surprise, but I suggest you get your breath back."

Lachlan lay back on the bed and slipped free of Apollo, making them both whimper.

He grabbed one of the cloths he had gotten from the bathroom and cleaned them up a little, but he was nowhere near done.

He might enjoy some edging, but his dick was so hard that it was starting to hurt.

He needed to claim his mate, and every part of him was finally done waiting.

Apollo stroked Lachlan's perfect chest hair and muscles. Lachlan made a happy, grumbly sound.

"My perfect mate, all relaxed," Apollo crooned, reaching for his oil again. He tipped some into his hand and lightly traced his fingers over Lachlan's spent cock. It twitched with the first touch, and Lachlan's eyes opened with alarm.

"Apollo? Did you..." His words cut off as his back bowed and his dick got harder and harder in Apollo's slicked-up grip.

"Did I what, my mate? Make you magic Viagra? Hmm, sort of. I call this one, 'How many times can Lachlan Ironwood come in one night,'" Apollo said and smiled brightly at Lachlan's slightly concerned face. "The name is a little long, but I'm very interested in seeing the results."

"Actual devil," Lachlan whimpered. "I love you so much."

"I know, Lachie, and I'm going to take the best care of you.

Always." Apollo stroked him harder, his other hand moving down to circle his hole.

The expressions that played over Lachlan's face were a kind of magic all on their own.

He was never going to get tired of watching his mate squirm and sigh and curse at him.

Smoke rose in his mouth, and he shifted up to kiss Lachlan. Apollo's dick jolted when Lachlan blew his smoke out of his mouth. A deep, possessive growl rolled through him.

"My mate," he whispered.

Lachlan nodded. "Don't you forget it, either. There's no getting rid of me now."

"Never," Apollo said, sitting back up. He widened Lachlan's legs, and the sight of him sprawled out with sex-heavy eyes almost ruined him. He slicked up his own dick with oil again. He never wanted to cause his sexy mate any discomfort.

Lachlan wrapped his legs around Apollo's waist. "Stop teasing and do it, Apollo. Fuck me. Mate me. Make me yours already."

"You are so pretty when you beg," Apollo replied and eased his way inside of him. Heat and lust and love burned through him all at once.

He leaned down to bite Lachlan on the chest and catch the breath that was being driven from his body. Smoke trailed out of his mouth and danced on Lachlan's skin. Mine, all mine.

"Fuck, Apollo," his mate whimpered. "I love feeling you in me like this. Feel you...everywhere."

"Good," Apollo growled.

He lifted Lachlan's hips higher and thrust into him. Lachlan was sweating and gripping the sheets, and Apollo was mesmerized by everything he did. The dragon in him needed more. Strength and desire were twin beasts coursing through him. He let his dragon instincts win.

With a feral growl, Apollo lifted Lachlan up off the bed. He yelped in surprise, his arms going around Apollo's neck.

"What the..." Lachlan gasped.

"Mine," Apollo snarled. He shoved him against the wall hard enough to make it shake. Lachlan's legs tightened around him, but Apollo would never drop his mate.

"Fuck...yes..." he gasped as Apollo pounded into him harder and harder.

Apollo was beyond speaking; the beast in him needed to claim his mate over and over.

Lachlan gripped Apollo's curls tight and kissed him hard.

He cried out as Apollo's dick found his sweet spot.

Apollo wrapped a hand around Lachlan's dick, not slowing his pace.

Lachlan's head went back against the wall as he tried to hold out.

Apollo was having none of that. He needed his mate to come before he could.

"Let it go, Lachlan. I want to feel you coming," Apollo snarled.

Lachlan kissed him roughly, and his whole body began to shake.

He broke off the kiss to call out Apollo's name, and hot come hit Apollo's chest. The sight sent him over the edge, and he bit Lachlan hard on the neck like he'd always dreamed of as he came and came.

The mating bond snapped hard into place, binding his heart to Lachlan's.

"Apollo, I feel it. I feel you," Lachlan whispered, his hands holding Apollo's head to his throat. "Oh, gods, baby. I love you so much."

Apollo's teeth released Lachlan's neck, and he moved to kiss him. "My perfect mate. I love you too."

Trails of spicy smoke were wrapped tight around them, and nothing would ever tear them apart again. He carried Lachlan back to bed and curled about him.

After a few moments, Lachlan began to laugh softly under his breath.

"Hey, Apollo? I'm your mate," he whispered, still laughing.

Apollo lifted his head up and looked at him. "Yes. Why are you laughing? Are you come drunk?"

"It's not that. I'm your mate, and no one else can ever have you," Lachlan replied, grinning. "There can be only one."

" Highlander ? Right now?" Apollo grabbed a pillow and put it over Lachlan's laughing face. "You're such a nerd."

And he loved him so much he could barely contain it.