Read Online Fire's Embrace [Chronicles of the Shifter Directive 6] (Siren Publishing Epic Romance, ManLove) by Scarlet Hyacinth - Free Book Online

dick, and the vibrations awoke every nerve ending in Alwyn’s body, even ones Alwyn hadn’t been aware of. He writhed under Rachen, lost in the sensual torture, not even knowing which way was up anymore.
    Rachen’s hand landed on his hip, holding him in place as the dragon continued his ministrations on Alwyn. Flames licked over his skin where Rachen touched him, and Alwyn knew it must have been Rachen’s magic, but when they came together like this, it felt like his, too. The fire of Rachen’s caresses purged Alwyn of every doubt and fear, leaving only need behind.
    He didn’t know how long Rachen tormented him, alternating hard suction with teasing licks. Finally, the draechen took Alwyn’s prick all the way into his throat and swallowed. Alwyn’s vision blurred, and he exploded in a mind-numbing climax. For a few moments, reality blurred, and he almost thought he would lose his hold on his consciousness. Perhaps he would have, but he stubbornly refused to lose any moment of his time with Rachen. It allowed him to watch the sinfully beautiful sight of Rachen swallowing his cum and pulling back before Alwyn could fully spend himself. Some of Alwyn’s spunk landed on Rachen’s face and hair. What little was left of Alwyn’s reason just about melted.
    His dick didn’t even go soft. His libido screamed that this wasn’t enough, not nearly enough. Rachen’s eyes glowed fiery red as he gathered Alwyn’s spunk on his fingers and reached between Alwyn’s ass cheeks. He inserted one digit into Alwyn’s virgin channel, making him shudder and groan. He’d never touched himself there, and it felt a little strange to have Rachen do it, at least in the beginning. But then, Rachen brushed over a certain spot inside him, and sparks of pleasure exploded through Alwyn, making him cry out. “Rachen!”
    “Tell me, baby,” the draechen murmured. “What do you want?”
    “You,” Alwyn answered quickly. “Please, Rachen. Please.”
    Unfortunately, Rachen seemed disinclined to rush things along. He added another finger into Alwyn’s passage, scissoring them inside him. Alwyn whimpered and growled, torn between frustration, lust, and maddening bliss. Rachen continued to finger-fuck him, driving him wild, every time managing to hit his prostate.
    He prepared Alwyn with almost excruciating care, all the while never looking away from Alwyn’s face, monitoring his reactions. Finally, just as Alwyn thought he was truly going to lose his mind, Rachen removed his fingers from his ass. He lifted Alwyn’s legs and positioned them on his shoulders. His dick nudged at his opening, so close Alwyn could already anticipate the pleasure of being invaded.
    And then, a knock sounded at the door. Alwyn released a groan, and so did Rachen. “Just leave it,” Alwyn said.
    Rachen grunted and lowered himself over Alwyn again. The knock returned, this time more insistent. “Lord Cyraltin?” Eanera Myrthylar’s voice sounded outside. “Could I possibly have a word with you?”
    She said nothing else, but her mere presence was enough to thrust Alwyn back into reality. Not to mention that her tone told Alwyn everything she didn’t express in words. She might not be rushing to scream out to reveal Sari’s vision to all of Draechenburg, but it was clear that it was what she wanted to discuss.
    In his heart, Alwyn wanted nothing else but to continue his lovemaking session with Rachen. But Eanera didn’t seem to have any plans to leave, and really, perhaps she was right. Given the circumstances, wasn’t it only right that she and the Tersain would want to speak to him and investigate his intentions?
    Rachen could obviously tell what he was thinking. He heaved a sigh and pulled back. “Well, the mood’s ruined now. Might as well talk to her.”
    “The sooner we do that, the faster we can go back to what we were doing,” Alwyn encouraged him.
    That coaxed a smile out of Rachen, one of those wicked ones Alwyn had only seen addressed at