“Take me,” Tori demanded against his mouth.
“No lube,” Baldewin panted on a slight whine. He couldn’t use spit. Tori was still too new to anal sex. He didn’t want to risk an injury.
Something cool touched his hand, and he pulled back from the kiss completely to look down. A slim, glass bottle of lube. “You have some?”
“We seem to end up in compromising situations outdoors,” Tori informed him with that impish smile that did funny things to Baldewin’s chest. “I figured I’d best carry around at least a little. And look, here we are.”
“You truly are brilliant.” Baldewin kissed him hard, thinking of positions. He didn’t want them on the ground. It was too rocky near the riverbank.
Tori was a step ahead of him. He pulled free long enough to turn, bracing his hands against the car and offering Baldewin his perfect ass. The glance he gave Baldewin over his shoulder was pure, naughty pleasure.
Oh, hell yes. Baldewin uncapped the bottle, pouring a bit over his fingers before working one into Tori. His lover accepted it easily with a sigh of pleasure, his eyes closing. His channel was hot and welcoming as Baldewin worked in a second finger, stretching him. He truly wanted to ram home and give them both what they really wanted, but not yet. Not yet.
Shit, three fingers was tight. Baldewin would have worried about hurting Tori if the man wasn’t fucking himself onto Baldewin’s fingers, head thrown back in pleasure. He gave Tori that freedom, reveling in the open sensuality of the man.
“Baldewin,” Tori panted, eyes opening to slits. “Now. What are you waiting for?”
“You’re just so captivating like this.” Baldewin poured the rest of the lube over his aching dick, more than ready. He let the bottle fall off to the side, stroking the lube over his own flesh with relief. Yes, better. Not as good as it would feel to be buried to the hilt in Tori, but better.
“Be captivated later. I need you.”
Now, what could he possibly say to that? Baldewin pulled his fingers free, positioning himself and sliding carefully in. Still a bit tight, but the feel of him was exquisite. He pulled back a little then slid in some more, working himself in bit by bit and stretching Tori as he went.
Tori shuddered in his arms, head thrown back on a gasp. “Stop fucking teasing me.”
Maybe he had been, a little. Teasing them both. He’d mostly been easing his way in, as standing like this was harder on the one receiving. But Tori was clearly loving every second and losing patience fast. There wasn’t any need to hold back. Baldewin sank into him with a groan, one Tori echoed.
“You feel so amazing,” Tori gasped, his head tilted back to rest on Baldewin’s chest. “So hot and hard.”
“This is going to be over too fast,” Baldewin complained, even as he thrust in and out, his body demanding the motion. “You feel too good; I can’t control myself.”
“Don’t you fucking try. T-that’s—” He cut himself off, words gargling in his throat. “Yeees.”
They were moving together now, the motion hard and sharp. Baldewin absently wished they’d taken off their shirts to give him more skin to press against but couldn’t slow down long enough to get rid of them. He wrapped an arm around Tori’s waist, grabbing his erection and jerking him off in time to their thrusts.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Tori chanted, the hand against the car clenched into a fist, his free hand holding the back of Baldewin’s head. “Harder. God, Baldewin, harder. I’m—I’m so close—”
“I know,” Baldewin panted, slamming into him now, almost ramming him into the hood of the SUV. Only Baldewin’s grip on his torso kept Tori from doing that. He tilted Tori a little, changing the angle forward. His next thrust hit Tori’s prostate square on, and Tori let out a strangled scream as he came hard all over the grill of the car. One, two, three thrusts, and Baldewin came just as hard inside of him, groaning into the back of Tori’s neck as he did.
They both panted for a few moments, catching their breath. Tori’s legs didn’t seem quite capable of holding him up, as he leaned heavily against Baldewin and the car. Baldewin wasn’t much better. They silently and unanimously decided to clean up a little, tucking themselves back in and righting their clothes, before Baldewin slid into the passenger seat, settling Tori into his lap so they could cuddle and get their wind back.
Tori sank into him with a happy sigh. “So, engagement sex is amazing. Makes me wonder about married sex.”
“Even better,” Baldewin promised him. “Because we’ll have all the time in the world to learn everything we like and practice it. Over and over.”
“Sounds like heaven to me.” Tori lifted up to kiss Baldewin, lips lingering. He was a bit shy as he whispered, “Thank you. For not giving up on me in Helsinki. For being so patient and sweet to me. I didn’t know what I was missing. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have fought you so hard.”
“You’re worth it.” Baldewin looked at this man who meant the world to him. He’d do anything for him, and yet those very words seemed inadequate. “You’re worth every bit of effort, my heart.”
“I can’t promise you the same patience—you’re the patient one in this relationship—but I’ll try to be just as good to you.”
“And if I tell you that you already are?”
“I can do better than this,” Tori protested. “I’m brand new to relationships. I’m still figuring crap out. I can do better than this once I’ve figured out what you need from me.”
Baldewin personally had no complaints, but if that’s what he really thought, then… “I look forward to it.”
Baldewin strolled down the hotel hall alone, heading straight to the rooms that had been given to Alric. He’d hated slipping out of bed when Tori had been curled around him so tightly, but he needed to check in with his king and find out what their next step was going to be. His preference was to keep holding his sweet mate, listening to his breathing and feeling the steady rhythm of his heart as it beat against his chest.
But he had a duty to his king and his clan.
Sliding out of bed, he’d silently pulled on his clothes and scratched out a quick note to Tori explaining where he’d gone, should Tori wake. With any luck, he’d be back before his mate realized he’d ever slipped away.
His mate.
Tori was his mate.
He’d agreed to be mated to Baldewin. He’d known it for a while now, but to hear Tori actually say the words, to know he wanted Baldewin above all others, put a smile on his lips when he should have been sad and frustrated after dealing with the hatred from Tori’s former clan. And he was. But maybe not as much as he should have been.
It was hard, though. He had a mate. The one thing all dragons fought, lived, and died for. He’d found the other half of his soul, the person who would always understand him and love him. The person who would make these next centuries a heaven on Earth.
From this day forward, his own power would be woven into every one of Tori’s spells. And when they were ready, Tori’s DNA and the new spells from the Valerii would allow them to have their own baby dragon one day. Or a mage. There was a slim chance their child would be born a mage rather than a dragon, but Baldewin didn’t care. They’d have a family. He’d build a family with the man who was his entire world now.