Kaiser of Pratt prides himself on his ability to do his duty. Being part of the black caste of dragons, he has performed tasks that range from infiltrating a clan’s inner circle, to escort duty, to acting as a herald for his people. He’s willing to use every weapon in his arsenal to get a job done, including his body. While visiting Clan MacDuffan, Kaiser catches the scent of the human Seumas Maxton. While he recognizes Seumas as an asda—a human able to bond with a dragon—he’s met asdas before and has always been able to resist the allure of their scent. This time, Kaiser finds his thoughts consumed by Seumas. Knowing the human has valuable information, Kaiser thinks a fun romp with him might be just the thing to glean what he needs and scratch his itch. Except Seumas somehow knows he’s already bedded another. What must he do to convince the human of the pleasure they could have together?
“Stop thinkin’ so hard, Seumas,” Kaiser rumbled. He pointed toward the pitcher and cup Seumas had left on the windowsill. “Grab them. We’ll share your mug.” He winked. “I doona mind sharing with a handsome man.”
Seumas scowled, his mind clearing quickly upon hearing the compliment. He strode to where he’d left his mug and pitcher. Picking them both up, he quickly downed the water in three large gulps.
Returning to the table, Seumas thunked them both down before Kaiser. He placed his knuckles on the table and leaned toward his guest. Narrowing his eyes, he swept his gaze over the seated male.
“I have heard of yer reputation,” Seumas snarled. “Allowing Hamish to fuck ye to get yer way.”
Seumas mentally cringed at the thought of Kaiser allowing that arse to touch him. Still, Seumas had no intention of becoming another man who Kaiser slept with just to get something he wanted, no matter the possible pleasure... and judging from what he’d heard through Ailbert’s door, it would definitely be a pleasure. While Seumas hated to reveal his own folly, he needed to make his point.
“And I know of yer tryst with Ailbert,” Seumas hissed. “Do no’ think that I will fall into such a trap so willingly.”
Unfortunately, Seumas knew nothing about intimidation. If he had, he would have realized this was not the way to do it with a man such as the herald. Meeting Kaiser’s gaze, he instantly realized his mistake.
Seumas took in Kaiser’s narrowed eyes and smoldering expression. The darker-skinned man’s lips slowly curved up, displaying a wide smile. Slowly, Kaiser stood and mirrored his position, leaning on the table.
When their faces were just a hairsbreadth apart, Kaiser whispered, “I will not deny bedding Ailbert. It was most... enjoyable.” He cocked his head just a little, then asked, “I am curious how you figured it out, though. I was damn careful.”
Shivering upon hearing the low rumble of Kaiser’s voice, Seumas felt compelled to answer. “I saw ye slip into Ailbert’s room the other night,” he whispered. “I thought ye were going to, uh, attempt to injure him,” he admitted. He swallowed hard. Unable to hold Kaiser’s heated gaze, he lowered his focus to the table. “I overheard ye and he, uh—” Seumas stopped, unable to finish his thought.
With his cheeks and neck feeling as if they were on fire, Seumas stood stiffly. He glared at the table. Thinking of the sounds he’d heard, imagining what could have caused them, his body betrayed him.
Seumas’s shaft thickened and swelled beneath his kilt. Goose bumps broke out on his arms as the hairs on his neck stood on end. His blood raced through his body as unexpected need coursed through him.
Kaiser inhaled deeply as he slid around the corner of the table. He rumbled low in his throat, making an odd growling sound. Dipping his head, he slid his nose even closer to Seumas’s neck and breathed in once more.
After letting out a noise that sounded an awful lot like appreciation, Kaiser murmured, “It’s been a long time since I smelled someone so handsome.” Humming, he added, “What I shared with Ailbert was enjoyable, that much is true, but it would be different than what I would share with you.”
When Kaiser rubbed his nose along the column of Seumas’s neck, a shiver worked down Seumas’s spine. He acted on instinct and tilted his head, offering the other man more room. Feeling Kaiser’s warm breath on his neck, he just managed to swallow a moan.
Realizing he was responding like a boy who’d just discovered sex, Seumas growled. He bowed his head and closed his eyes. Focusing only on breathing, he took in a deep breath. Unfortunately, all he could smell was Kaiser’s oddly heady, very masculine scent.
“You fight what your body longs for,” Kaiser rasped softly. “But you doona need to. You only deny a pleasure like you have never experienced. A pleasure I would be more than happy to give to you.”