STORY EXCERPT

“Are you going to put in an offer on me, or what?”

Drake couldn’t believe what he just heard.

It made him smile a little, actually.

“I thought you people weren’t supposed to talk? Isn’t that against the rules of your contract or whatever?”

The male above him shrugged, as though it were no big deal that he could get kicked out of here and not get whatever commission he was hoping to walk away with. “No one put a bid on me. I was hoping you wouldn’t be so shy about it.”

“We’re not supposed to put any bids on you.”

Not that Drake normally cared about the rules, but this was getting a little bit amusing.

Especially when the human growled a little bit and rolled his eyes.

“I fucking knew it.”

Drake frowned. He really should get back to his friends, but this was more interesting. “You’re telling me you didn’t know that no one will be putting a bid on you?”

“No, that wasn’t in our deal. So as far as I’m concerned, I can talk as much as I want, to whomever I want.”

Which was definitely the sort of attitude someone would expect of a redhead. Feisty. Full of life and spunk.

Drake had taken one look at the man when he walked in and felt a familiar clenching in his lower belly and cock. The sort of feeling he got when he knew he was about to get laid. Strange feeling to have for a guy he knew he wasn’t supposed to be talking to.

Still, he had to tread lightly here.

“Just so you know, I can handle my own in a fight. But this isn’t my house, and it isn’t my event. Regardless of however you’re getting screwed over, why should I disrespect the host who invited me here anymore than I already am by talking to you? He clearly wants you. Isn’t that a good thing?”

Even as Drake said that, the little dragon inside of his head growled, snorting a little bit of fire just to make it a point known that it didn’t like this. It didn’t like the idea of some other male taking this man for himself.

Not when Drake wanted him even more.

“You’re talking about Victor, right?”

Drake nodded.

No longer giving the impression he was going to behave like a possible statue, the red haired man on top of the table crossed his arms. “Yeah, well, fuck him. He’s a weirdo and a pervert, and I’m not about to get in the bed with him just because he wants me to.”

The dragon inside of Drake’s head purred.

That was definitely the right thing to say.

No. He had to get his head back in the game. This man didn’t belong to him and he wasn’t supposed to be talking to him.

Not unless he really wanted to get into some trouble.

When Victor told his guests not to bid on the male at a certain table, whether it be by invitation or a whispered command by the bouncer at the door, he meant it. No one would disobey.

“I’m sure he could pay you very well. Probably better than I can.”

It wasn’t a lie. Victor was definitely the richer dragon between the two of them. But it wasn’t to say Drake didn’t have any money.

In fact, he had quite a bit of it.

Not that this human needed to know what was in his bank account, but it would make for an interesting test. Something to make sure this guy was serious and not just fishing for a bigger spender.

“I might not be able to afford you.”

“Everyone who walks in here can afford me.”

Right. Of course he would know that. It was stupid to try running it by him, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to try a little harder.

“True, but you know there’s varying degrees of being wealthy. I can afford to come in here with my friends and look around, maybe even grab some of the leftovers, but you’re wanted by the man who owns this place. The man who put on the auction in the first place. Why would I want to put any of my own capital, or my own safety, on a high bid on a male that I don’t even know? What could you possibly do for me?”

Drake watch him carefully. He saw the way the man’s cheeks flushed. He noted how those lips pursed, and there was a certain fear in those eyes that was not meant to be there.

These sorts of events were frowned upon in general, but everyone knew the humans were treated very well. They had to be if they were going to give their power and energy to a dragon in battle.

“Whatever you want.”

Drake waited for him to say something else, to add to that.

He didn’t.

“Whatever I want? Just like that?”

The human looked at him, a determination in his eyes that made him seem fierce. “Whatever you want.”

This was getting more and more interesting by the moment.

“Do you really detest Victor that much? He clearly has the funds to care for you.”

The man sneered at him. “Did you not hear the part where I said he’s basically a pedophile? I am of age now,” he added after Drake looked him over.

“Hey Drake! What are you doing over there? The drinks are over here.”

Drake ignored Magnus. He couldn’t look away from the man on the table. This was too interesting.

And it felt like so much more was on the line.

As if he couldn’t walk away even if his life depended on it.

“Look, I know you don’t know me, and I know that I’m breaking the rules, but whatever you can offer, please, my dad owes him money. He’s disgusting, and I don’t want to go to bed with him. I don’t care what you have, I’ll find a way to make up the rest. I’ll get a job while banging you so that you can use me in whatever dragon fight you have. Seriously, please.”

This was the sort of begging Drake never thought he would hear from anyone in an auction. Even if he didn’t feel this swell of protectiveness over him, he had to do something. The wild creature inside of his head wouldn’t allow him to walk away.

It wouldn’t let Victor take what belonged to him.

“Drake! What are you doing over there?”

Drake it was about to make the kind of decision he knew he would be dealing with for a long time after this. A dragon didn’t just burn the sort of bridge and expect to walk away just fine, which was why he rubbed his chin and bit down on a groan when he turned and looked towards Victor, his entourage, and Drake’s friends.

Victor was already looking at him with deep suspicion when Drake made his announcement.

“I want to put a bid down on this one.”

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

The bedroom was dark. Adam could hardly see and Drake didn’t turn on the lights.

That was fine. It wasn’t as though he was trying to get a feel for what was in here. The only thing that mattered was that Drake was in here with him, and his hands were on the back of Adam’s head and the side of his throat again.

He leaned in, kissing Adam on the mouth. Adam realized he was tasting a little bit of himself on that beautiful mouth, and he also found himself not minding it so much.

In fact, he found himself leaning into it, enjoying it. It made everything better.

But he still had his mission, and so he found himself kissing his way down Drake’s perfect chest.

Christ, even a little tipsy and horny, he couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious.

He couldn’t believe there was ever a time, even for a minute, when he thought Drake was only plain to look at. The guy was a super model compared to Adam, and he felt lucky to be in the guy’s bed.

Drake moaned for him as Adam slipped lower and lower. He took his time. Adam wanted to be sexy about this and show the other man that it was going to be so worth it to have him here.

He kept his touch gentle around Drake’s cock. Adam barely let his fingers ghost over the shaft. He felt a pulse. The heat of it made everything else in the room feel like it was on fire.

In fact, both of their bodies were overly hot.

Adam wasn’t sure if that was normal or not, it was pretty sure he was going to need a cold shower after this.

Then more sex.

“Hurry. Don’t tease me,” Drake rasped.

Adam was feeling a little cruel as he let his lips gently stroke around the base of Drake’s dick.

His lips barely touched the flash, but he could feel every shiver, every throb of his prick. It made Adam feel powerful, but he could make this strong dragon come undone like this.

“Please.”

Right. Adam couldn’t be that mean.

Wetting his lips, he let them slide around the head of Drake’s cock.

He was big. Big enough that it stretched out his mouth and he struggled to sink down, to take him all the way.

He couldn’t.

Fuck. Adam so wanted to show off, to prove that he was good at this and to show that he was a worthy lover. Instead, he found himself growling with frustration and using his hands to stroke the base where his mouth couldn’t reach.

Drake chuckled and let his fingers slide through Adam’s hair.

“You’re doing good, baby. Don’t stop,” Drake moaned. His spine arched a little, his dick sliding just a little deeper into Adam’s mouth. “God, don’t stop.”

If anything, those sounds made Adam all the more determined to make Drake orgasm.

He tightened his lips. He didn’t just want the other man to come, but he wanted to swallow it all down. He wanted to make it a strong as his own orgasm had been a minute ago.

He wanted it to be better.

Adam did everything he could think of to make it good. He worked his tongue around the throbbing base of flesh. He brought his mouth back and forth, paying special attention to the crown.

And he let his hands play around with Drake’s testicles.

That seem to be just what he needed.

Drake open his mouth in a deep sigh. His spine arched as he tried to thrust his dick deeper into Adam’s mouth.

Adam had to catch himself there for a minute, pulling back and catching his breath before he could embarrass himself. But then he got control again, pushing down on Drake’s hips and taking command of the situation.

Drake seemed to like that, so it was all the better for Adam.

The problem was listening to the other man moan and gasp for breath was doing a number for Adam’s self-control.

His cock throbbed again. Not just because he was hot and heavy. It was because he wanted to be fucked. He wanted this man inside of him, and he wanted it hard and fast and everything he knew it could be that would keep Victor away from him.

But also keep Drake with him for the rest of their lives if needed.

Was that because of their mating connection?

Whatever. It didn’t matter. The point was that Adam was still horny and the noises Drake made weren’t making it any easier on him.