Page 30 of True Calling
Garth didn’t answer with words. Instead, he pulled his cock halfway out, then pushed forward.
The zing of bliss that passed over Berk had him meeting his mate with each thrust. Both men calling out to the gods for strength.
Berk was torn between wanting to come and not wanting to come. The need was building the faster and harder Garth moved, but the pleasure was so intense and amazing, he never wanted it to end.
Running his hands up and down Garth’s scaly arms it still amazed him at how warm and smooth they felt, and how seeing his mate like this didn’t disgust him. It was quite the opposite. Berk found it hot as hell and he hoped that after they bonded, he would still get to have Garth like this once in a while.
Garth lifted Berk’s legs over his shoulders and started plowing into him harder and faster. The move had Garth’s cock scraping over his pleasure gland with each in and out thrust, and Berk knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.
Suddenly Garth started to speak, but somehow Berk knew it was more his dragon talking then Garth’s human side. “You are mine, human. You are my mate. Mine to protect. Mine to love. Mine to cherish for all time. You will bear my children and we will love them and protect them together.”
Berk gasped as Garth lifted up and his emerald eyes flickered with flames. Garth drew in a deep breath and Berk watched in horror as a bright-blue flame was blown onto him. He cringed back until he realized he wasn’t being burned... not a fiery burn at least. However, the sharp heat of pleasure that hit Berk intensified to the point of almost pain. His balls began to draw tighter and tighter, until Berk couldn’t stop from arching his back and his neck screaming, “Coming!”
Cum filled the space between him and Garth. His mate slammed in and out, never letting up on the fiery breath until he slammed forward and let out a roar that shook the entire house. Liquid heat filled Berk’s channel and Berk found himself surrounded inside and out with fire causing him to come once again.
Berk didn’t know when the fire stopped, but he opened his eyes to Garth brushing his hand gently through Berk’s hair. “You’re back with me.”
“Did I pass out?” Berk asked, feeling his cheeks heat with embarrassment.
Garth laughed, “Don’t feel ashamed of it. There is no greater compliment than to have my mate pass out from the pleasure I could bring to him.”
Berk laughed, saying, “Then you are welcome. I will gladly pass out every time we make love if it makes you happy and I can feel that again.”
Garth pulled from his mate’s wet cum-filled hole and got out of the bed. He made his way into the bathroom and Berk could hear the water running. The sweat on his body had him shivering from the coolness it created with the light breeze coming from the open balcony doors Garth had never closed from earlier. Berk hadn’t realized he had closed his eyes until they flew open when Garth placed a warm washcloth to his cum-soaked chest and then his backside. “Thank you.”
Tossing the dirty washcloth towards the bathroom Garth crawled into the bed and pulled a blanket from the bottom of the bed over their legs, then ran his hand over Berk’s heart, “You are mine. Marked and blessed by the ruler of the dragon gods, Marduk himself.”
Berk looked to where his mate touched and saw the flames over his heart. It wasn’t a tattoo as much as a branding, and Berk couldn’t stop from placing his hand over Garth’s, whispering, “We are one.”