Page 87 of Dragon AU

His hole clenched around the tip of Rowan’s claw still inside of him and he pushed at Rowan’s chest again.

Something inside of him was screaming, clawing at the skin from within. It wanted out. Wanted to be set free. But there was a barrier it couldn’t get past. Like something was holding it back. Like there was something missing. A magical pull that would just unzip the human and let the dragon come out.

Milo shivered at the thought. It sounded both terrifying and completely right; he just needed to get there.

And he knew exactly what would help.

“Let me…” he whined, wiggling and sliding until he managed to escape Rowan’s hold and drop.

His stomach swooped.

It turned over as the air whooshed around his ears.

Before he could plummet, strong hands captured him again, but lower. Just where Milo wanted to be.

He wrapped his legs around Rowan’s hips and held tight to his wrists as Rowan held him just over his cock, the tip brushing his entrance.

“Yes.” Milo pushed lower.

“No. You’ll get hurt.”

“Want it,” Milo growled. “In me.”

“I want in you too, but we have to get home first.”

Rowan’s wings were still working around them, their rhythm stuttering as Milo clenched his cheeks and caught the head of his cock between them. He swiveled his hips, making Rowan blow out a plume of smoke between them.

“Fuck,” Rowan said, and Milo did it again, muscles screaming with exertion as he kept that gigantic cock pressed against his entrance, swaying his hips in time with the flap of Rowan’s wings. “Milo, please, hold still.”

Milo looked up into Rowan’s wild eyes. At his scales bruised from Milo’s bites. He held his gaze. He gave the plea one spare thought before shaking his head.

“No,” he said, letting go of his hold on Rowan, making Rowan’s arms the only things keeping him from plummeting to his death. He knew Rowan wouldn’t be able to stop him like that. Wouldn’t be able to hold him up.

He reached back and held Rowan’s cock steady, poised at his entrance. He tried sitting down on it, but Rowan held him tight. “Let me!”

“No!” Rowan said. “Milo, I’m too big. I’m not human right now, and you’ll get hurt.”

But Milo felt the tip of his cock leaking with want at his entrance, the precome sliding down his crack and dripping off. A surge of jealousy flamed within him. It might fall on someone. Touch someone. Someone who wasn’t him.

“Mine!” he roared, and before Rowan could say anything, Milo turned his head and bit into his arm again, vicious and feral.

A scale beneath his teeth chipped and cut his lip, blood soaking his teeth, but it didn’t matter because Rowan hissed, then winced, and then his arms went just loose enough for Milo to drop.

Pain burst behind his eyelids as Rowan’s cock speared into him, huge and thick. He was sure he’d split into two.

He screamed but fought against Rowan when he tried to pull him back up.

“NO!” He clenched his legs around him tighter, insides pulsing with pleasure and pain. Rowan’s cock went deeper, so deep he could feel him in his stomach.

Milo’s eyes rolled and then the pain disappeared.

He felt that ball of spikes teasing at his entrance, begging him to stretch impossibly further before Rowan slid all the way inside on a wing beat, still flying, still carrying them both. The spikes at the end of his cock gripped the rim of Milo’s ass as soon as he was inside and locked them together.

Milo groaned in incredulity at how he could possibly fit anything more, then gasped at the lack of pain.

He opened his eyes and realized he wasn’t Milo anymore. He was the silver-blue dragon. His wings joined Rowan’s, his scales glittered in contrast to red ones, and his body expanded to take his mate in.

He roared.