Corin and the Courtier (Beautiful Beasts Book 2) by Eliot Grayson

Author:Eliot Grayson [Grayson, Eliot]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Smoking Teacup Books
Published: 2023-08-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

If someone had asked Aster how he’d feel toward a dragon who’d fucked him unconscious, knotted him—and the hell was that, anyway, he felt like he’d gone into some kind of fantasy world—and then woken him by fucking him again only to breathe fire when he spent…well, “protective” wouldn’t have been on the list, let alone at the top.

Stunned. And intimidated. Both of those would have been on the list for good reason.

But with Corin enclosed in all of his limbs, collapsed on top of him and breathing deeply in his ear, he felt such a swell of tenderness and care that he could hardly contain it.

Not that he had much more room available to contain anything, to be honest. Before Corin had lain down on top of him and blocked his view, he’d tucked his chin and peered down at his lower body, shuddering with something between desperate desire and horror at the sight of Corin’s massive shaft stuck between his legs. And when Corin had come inside him the second time, Aster’s belly had visibly rounded. The pressure of it had finally stopped making him want to come again. Instead, it had him trying to squirm to relieve it, although he knew he couldn’t. Not with Corin’s dragon cock still buried in him.

God. So much come would rush out when Corin…uncorked him. It’d be so disgusting. Maybe Corin would laugh at him.

Aster bit his lip to keep from groaning.

But there was nothing he could do about it. And surely, surely if he was sweet enough, accommodating enough, Corin would be kind in return. That honeyed kiss when Aster woke had been the most loving of his life.

Despite the fact that love had nothing whatsoever to do with it.

He tightened his arms, stroking along Corin’s spine, hooking his ankles around Corin’s thighs to relieve the ache in his own, which had been exercised more in the last couple of hours than they had in three weeks of riding a horse. Corin’s skin had the slightest texture all over. Not rough, exactly, but Aster could infer the shapes of scales beneath his fingertips. He hadn’t had to infer anything when Corin had let off his spout of fire; his skin had rippled with metallic green scales, his face transforming for a moment as he threw his head back and shook the walls with the force of his roar.

Aster had a dragon in his arms. A fire-breathing, armor-scaled dragon with a double-ridged and knotted cock.

Aster had a double-ridged and knotted cock in him.

He turned his head and brushed a kiss against Corin’s shoulder, the skin so much hotter than his lips. Of course, all of Corin felt that way. The sun had started to go down at last, the day’s gray light fading out of the bedroom windows, and any warmth in the air had faded with it, leaving the tower bitterly cold. Aster’s breath steamed when he let it out.

But he couldn’t have been cozier underneath his enormous dragon blanket.

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