Page 66 of Courting the Dragon King

A large field of green grass and wildflowers opened up amongst the forest. Wraith could see a small village not too far away. A road wove from it through the forest and field. Villagers, perhaps thirty of them, walked in a procession down the road and through the forest. They all wore beige shawls draped around their shoulders and over their heads.

Konrad tucked in his wings, and they landed in the field. The village, the road, and the procession disappeared from sight. Wraith climbed down and removed the harness and pack from Konrad’s back.

Wraith stepped back. The air rippled, and a smoky scent filled Wraith’s nostrils. Moments later, the large green dragon had disappeared. In its place stood Konrad in all his naked glory.

“How did you find that?” Konrad reached for the pack Wraith held. The muscles in his arms and shoulders bulged as he rummaged inside.

Wraith’s mouth dried as his gaze roamed Konrad’s dark skin. “It was good. Really good.”

“You know Elias is scared of flying.” Konrad pulled out his clothing and stepped back.

“Really?” But Wraith was only half paying attention. Instead, he was taking in Konrad’s hairy, muscly chest. The hair led downwards, thinning over his abs, before thickening again around his cock.

Konrad’s dick hung flaccid. But Wraith could clearly remember what it looked like hard. He shifted, recalling that hard length inside him, stretching him, filling him with cum. He licked his lips.

Konrad’s cock twitched and started to fill. Wraith’s gaze snapped to Konrad’s face. Konrad stared straight at him. Clearly, he’d noticed Wraith’s appreciative gaze. Konrad cast aside his clothing and reached for Wraith, yanking him close.

Yelping, Wraith dropped the pack and dragon harness as Konrad pulled him against his large body. Konrad pressed his lips to Wraith’s. Wraith moaned as Konrad’s tongue plundered his mouth. Their tongues entwined. Then Konrad broke the kiss and dropped to his knees.

Wraith stood in the middle of the field whilst his completely naked husband parted his robes, pulled his quickly filling cock from his hose, and swallowed him down.

Wraith threw his head back, crying out to the open sky as warm, wet heat surrounded his dick. Wraith glanced in the direction of the road, but thankfully the procession had not come into sight yet.

He slid his fingers into Konrad’s hair. He gasped and groaned. Konrad’s head bobbed. His hands gripped Wraith’s hips, and his cheeks hollowed. Konrad took him deep, right into his throat. Wraith’s legs trembled as Konrad continued to suck.

Wraith didn’t last long. Not with Konrad’s skilful mouth. Within moments, he came with a shout, filling Konrad’s throat. Konrad drank every drop.

He released Wraith’s softening dick from his mouth. Konrad’s hand moved on his own cock as he jerked himself. Wraith dropped to his knees. He reached out. Konrad released his own dick, and Wraith wrapped his fingers around the stiff length. Konrad’s dick throbbed in his hand.

Konrad kissed him, and Wraith could taste his own spend. Wraith slid his hand up and down Konrad’s cock. He knew Konrad would enjoy spilling like this. But Wraith wanted to try reciprocating. He’d still not done that yet.

He broke the kiss and placed a hand on Konrad’s chest, pushing him gently backwards. Konrad lay on his back in the grass, gazing at Wraith. Wraith wrapped his hand around the base of Konrad’s dick. He shuffled backwards and leaned forward. Konrad’s dick looked a lot bigger and a lot more intimidating up close. He swallowed.

“You don’t have to,” Konrad said.

“But I want to.” Wraith wanted to give Konrad this. He wanted to pleasure Konrad like Konrad had pleasured him. And he also wanted to try this for himself. He wanted to know what it felt like to suck a man’s prick.

He leaned forward, parting his lips. He took the head into his mouth. It had an almost spongy texture. He tried to remember what Konrad had done previously. He sucked. A musky, salty taste tingled on his taste-buds.

“That’s it,” Konrad encouraged. “Just like that.” He cupped the back of Wraith’s head, fingers threading through Wraith’s hair. But he didn’t put any pressure on the back of Wraith’s head. He just let Wraith explore.

Wraith sucked and took more of Konrad into his mouth. Konrad groaned. His thigh muscles clenched.

Wraith’s lips stretched around Konrad’s dick. He tried to keep taking more of Konrad’s cock into his mouth, but his gag reflex kicked in, so he pulled back slightly.

But Konrad didn’t seem to mind that Wraith couldn’t take him as deep. He gasped, and his fingers spasmed in Wraith’s hair as Wraith sucked and bobbed his head.

One of Konrad’s hands left Wraith’s hair and gripped the grass beside him. “Wraith! Oh. That feels so good.”

Pride raced up Wraith’s spine. He sucked harder, determined to make Konrad spill. Konrad’s length slid in and out from between his lips. The musky, salty taste intensified.

“Wraith. I’m about to come.” He tugged on Wraith’s hair in warning. “You need to pull off if you don’t want me spilling in your mouth.”

But Wraith wanted to drink Konrad’s cum.

“Wraith!” Konrad shouted. His back arched. His fingers tore strands of grass and a couple of red wildflowers free from the soil. His dick jerked, and he was coming, spilling inside Wraith’s mouth.

Wraith swallowed, drinking down his seed. When Konrad had finished, Wraith sat back on his heels. He wiped a hand across his swollen lips.