Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 93267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
“I did hear that.” Salem was definitely interested, leaning in slightly toward Gregori. “Nikki said something about dragons being able to partially shift. And doing really fun things with their tongues.”
“It’s a skill we all develop.” Gregori leaned in as well, putting his mouth closer to Salem’s ear. “If you’d like a demonstration, I’d be happy to oblige.”
“Oh, I’m definitely interested in a demonstration,” Salem purred back.
“How about we go inside?” Gregori offered. “Four walls, A/C, and lube await in my room.”
“Lead the way.”
Fuck yeah. The only thing that could make tonight even better was hot jungle sex, and it looked like Gregori was going to get lucky.
He tried not to look too eager as he stood up, offering Salem a hand. The mage took it with a smile that was filled with anticipation. His hand felt good in Gregori’s—a little too perfect, truth be told. Keeping on the outskirts of the party, he led the way inside. Gregori’s room was toward the middle of the courtyard area, along the left side, and there was basically no one there except a drunk guest sleeping on one of the benches.
Gregori pushed his door open, setting his beer down on the console table near the door. Salem promptly did the same, kicking off his sandals, then he seized Gregori by the hips and pushed him back against the closed door.
Oh, so that’s how it was going to be? Fine by him. He went easily, letting Salem lead. Salem was a few inches shorter, but not enough to deter either of them. He leaned in, snaring Gregori’s mouth with his. The man’s mouth was hot and tasted like beer and male, and Gregori was enamored immediately.
He kissed back, wanting more, hungry for every taste he could find. He toyed with the hem of Salem’s shirt, lifting it and finding warm skin underneath. Mm, lovely. That all felt amazing.
Salem broke the kiss enough to pull his shirt completely off, then reached for Gregori’s. Gregori cooperated, wanting more skin-on-skin contact. The second those were out of the way, tossed carelessly aside, he dove back into the kiss. He just could not get enough of this man’s mouth. It was like a gateway drug.
He felt his breathing ramp up, his whole body flaring to life as his libido kicked in. This man was far too delicious under him, sweetly responsive and hot as fuck. He grabbed the waist of Salem’s shorts and tugged at them, needing them off. Salem’s hands found his as well, pulling at them roughly, off and down.
Gregori kicked both shorts and boxers aside, relieved when Salem did the same, then got his hands on a perfect ass. Mm, yes, so very sweet under his hands.
Salem groaned into his mouth. “Ass play is my weakness.”
“Happy to oblige.”
He walked Salem back toward the bedroom, tongue tangling with the other man’s. Truly, he’d never kissed a sweeter mouth than this one.
Their breaths came harder, more like pants, skin heating up.
Salem pulled back, flushed, lips parted in a way that turned Gregori on even further. “Do you eat ass?”
“I’ll eat you out until you’re begging,” Gregori promised him. His dragon was strangely excited about this and threw in a deep rumble under the words.
“Promises, promises,” Salem murmured wickedly before falling back onto the bed without a care, spreading his legs in invitation. Stretched out like this on top of the covers, he was definitely a picture. Salem was a highly attractive man, leanly built, and from the tan lines on his shoulders and thighs, he spent a good portion of time outdoors. Those deep, ocean blue eyes were full of invitation as he looked up at Gregori.
Gregori was all too happy to take that invitation. He knelt at the edge of the bed, lifting both of Salem’s thighs up to rest on his shoulders. Salem was curious about how a dragon did rimming? Oh, he’d show him rimming.
He eased into it like a tease, tracing that puckered ring ever so slowly, just getting the taste of it on his tongue. Then he eased his tongue into it, a gentle fuck.
Salem’s thighs quivered in his hands, a garbled sound coming from his throat.
This one definitely liked ass play, all right. Gregori internally grinned even as he partially shifted his mouth, lengthening his tongue several centimeters.
“Ahh, ah, oh god,” Salem said with a groan.
Seemed like he enjoyed it. Now, to really have fun.
Gregori doubled down, fucking his long tongue in and out, sometimes widening it, hearing the noises pouring out of Salem’s mouth, the man too gone to form words. His thighs kept tightening over Gregori’s shoulders, then relaxing, unable to stay still under the rimming.
Honestly, Gregori could do this all day. He loved every second of it. Feeling that tight channel loosen around his tongue felt divine, too. The only thing better than this would be sliding in and fucking the man silly.