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)
He shoved his fingers deep, stretching his ass while searching for the magic button to make his mate lose control.
Salem cried out, muscles clenching in his ass and trembling thighs. “Gregori! Fuck! Coming!”
There was the spot. He stroked it once more while sucking Salem. His cock jumped and pulsed, sending cum straight down Gregori’s throat as Salem shouted above him.
As soon as Salem was finished, Gregori pulled his fingers free and wrapped them around his own aching dick. He needed only a few hard, fast strokes to send him over the edge while he licked his lover’s cock clean.
Bed. Tiny shower. Didn’t matter.
Sex with his mate was always perfect.
“Don’t look at me like that,” Salem griped as he squirted some mustard onto his sandwich. “This is fine for dinner.”
Gregori couldn’t stop his frown as he stared at Salem’s plate, which contained a simple deli meat sandwich, some baby carrots, and a handful of pretzels. He’d wanted their date to be special, with a fun evening of sliding around on the ice before slipping off to a tiny restaurant for some yummy food.
Well, at least the night had been memorable, though maybe not for the reasons he wanted.
Salem stuck his tongue out at Gregori as he slapped the other piece of wheat bread on his sandwich and carried his plate over to the tiny dining room table. Gregori wordlessly finished making his own sandwich and joined him after setting down two glasses of water.
“This wasn’t what I’d planned for the night,” Gregori muttered.
Salem grunted as he chewed a bite of his sandwich. “What part are you complaining about? The ice sliding in the park? Rescuing a bunch of people? No, wait! I got it! You’re complaining about the sex.”
Gregori lifted his eyes from his untouched sandwich and couldn’t help smiling at the cheeky grin Salem was sending in his direction. Okay, so maybe the night wasn’t the most romantic thing ever, but they’d had fun on the ice and saved a lot of lives at the crash site. And yes, the sex had been pretty fucking awesome too.
“Fine. Not complaining,” Gregori grudgingly replied as he picked up his sandwich and took a bite. He watched Salem as the sneaky bastard ate and hummed to himself. It had to be the happiest he’d seen the man since they’d first met. Even his post-orgasm glow after their first time in Brazil hadn’t lasted this long. “But I’ve got to ask—what brought on the sudden horniness?”
Salem shrugged one shoulder and suddenly refused to meet his eyes. “What? I thought you enjoyed it.”
“I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy it. I think it was pretty clear I did.”
Salem continued to eat his sandwich and pick at his carrots for a couple of minutes. Just long enough for Gregori to be convinced he wasn’t going to answer.
“I don’t know. I guess it was a few things.” Salem picked up a carrot and pointed it at Gregori. “Of course, there was the crazy dragon strength thing. Who wouldn’t get hot and bothered watching a dragon rip doors off cars and then gently help someone climb free? It was sexy as fuck and you know it.”
Gregori leaned forward and bit the tip of the carrot in Salem’s hand. “I didn’t know it, and it’s definitely nice to hear. Was that the only reason?”
“No. I guess it was also a turn-on to be treated as an equal.”
Gregori jerked backward, instantly straightening up and blinking at the man opposite him. “I don’t understand. Why would I not treat you as an equal?”
Salem shrugged again and glared at his mostly empty plate. “I don’t think you’d mean to do it. Sam has told me how overprotective dragons can be around mages, especially the ones they identify as their mates. It’s like you all think we don’t have a lick of common sense and we need a babysitter to make sure we don’t get into danger.” Salem’s head snapped up and he narrowed his gaze on Gregori. “But you didn’t tonight. You focused on getting all the trapped people out of danger, while trusting me to do my job and help those I could.”
“Ahhh…” Gregori murmured, sitting back in his chair. Salem wasn’t wrong. Dragons were notoriously overprotective when it came to mages. Next to impossible with their own mage mates. But had that worry been nagging in Salem’s head this whole time? About not being treated as an equal? Gregori would have to watch himself if that was the case.
“What does ahhh mean?”
Gregori smirked at him. “It means, ah, I understand what you’re talking about. My dragon was worried about you while we were dealing with the crash, but I took care of the fires, removing the worst of the danger from you. While I wasn’t keen on letting you out of my sight, I knew you could handle the medical issues better without me underfoot, and my strengths were needed elsewhere to help other people.”