T. A. Chase

Fighting Dragons excerpt (NSFW)

I told you I’d post an excerpt for you today, so I decided I’d pick a hot one. 🙂 Definitely not safe for work. Check Fighting Dragons out here if you haven’t already….lol Oh for those of you who have read the book and asked, yes, I do eventually plan on giving Maksur his own story. Enjoy!

Blurb:


Sergeant Bailey Stevenson and Captain David Wellmine keep dancing around their attraction to each other. Bailey is more than willing to take their friendship in a more intimate direction, but David can’t climb out from under his father’s thumb long enough to take the next step.

On St. Patrick’s Day, when Irish magic is strongest, a meddling elf gives Bailey and David a chance to step beyond their doubts and fears to embrace the love simmering below the surface between them.

But when the spell is over, will David break the chains of his father’s plans for him and give Bailey his heart, or will he break Bailey’s?

Publisher’s Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Male/male sexual practices.

Excerpt:

He started to roll onto his back, but David stopped him, resuming the spooning position they had awakened in. Pushing a pillow under his head, he shivered as David squirted cool lube down his crack.

“Sorry. I probably should have warned you.” David kissed his shoulder.

“It’s okay. Just been a while.” He hated admitting that.

“I’ll be gentle.”

Bailey reached back and smacked David on the hip. “Asshole.”

David chuckled but didn’t reply. Bailey arched his back, pressing back into David’s touch as the man rubbed the lube over Bailey’s hole and eased the tip of his finger inside, slowly stretching the muscles.

“Oh.” He tensed slightly at the intrusion before relaxing and accepting David farther inside.

First one, then another, and Bailey lost track of time as he rocked back and forth, fucking himself on David’s fingers. He’d missed this feeling. The sensation of someone else’s hands on his body, not for medical reasons but purely to build desire and need. David’s fingers left him.

“No.” He couldn’t help the protest.

“It’s all right, baby. Do you think you’re ready enough?”

The flared head of David’s cock bumped his opening, and Bailey nodded. Air burst out of him as David pushed in, not stopping until he buried himself as deep as he could go in Bailey’s channel.

Bailey bit his lip and breathed. As much as he loved the feeling of being filled, he couldn’t ignore the hint of pain from the act. David murmured in his ear. He couldn’t make out the words over the rushing in his head, but the brush of David’s lips against his skin soothed and settled him. Soon his breathing evened out and his cock took a renewed interest in David’s hand wrapped around it.

He shoved back with his hips, letting David know he was ready. David squeezed Bailey’s cock and inched back to get enough room to move. Bailey whimpered at the slow withdrawal of David’s shaft. With just David’s crown inside him, Bailey held his breath, anticipating the slam of their bodies together. Surprise rocked through him as David slid back in a gentle motion.

“We aren’t in any rush,” David whispered, his rhythm strong but not hurried.

“Okay.”

Resting his cheek on the pillow, Bailey closed his eyes, absorbing the warmth and fullness surrounding him and inside him. He pulled his top leg up, closer to his chest, and David adjusted his reach, slipping his hand under Bailey’s thigh to encircle Bailey’s cock.

Time ground to a halt as they engaged in their own private dance. Their movements meshed, ensuring no clashes or awkward moments. Bailey kept his eyes closed, preferring to experience their lovemaking with his other senses.

The hair on David’s chest rasped over Bailey’s back, scratching sensitive skin marred by scars. Bailey didn’t move away from that irritation. It meant he was alive in a very fundamental way, and it allowed him to remember he’d survived.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, and as the pace started to build, David’s sweat dropped and mingled with his. Bailey licked his lips and moaned softly.

“So tight.” David groaned and shoved deeper into Bailey.

“Mmm…” Bailey’s brain-to-tongue connection seemed broken, because he couldn’t speak any coherent words.

They rocked harder and faster, David pumping Bailey’s cock in time with his own thrusts. Tingling spread over Bailey’s nerves, supplanting any other thought or care in his mind. He fisted his hands in the sheets and ducked his head, chest heaving with each grunt.
His balls drew tighter to his body, and his cock swelled even more in David’s hands.

“David.”

“It’s all right. I’ve got you, Bailey.” David sped up, rammed into Bailey’s ass and froze. “Come on my cock.”

Lights exploded under Bailey’s eyelids, and he grunted, spilling his cum over David’s hand and the sheets in front of him. “Ah!”

David slammed into him once and a second time. Liquid heat flooded Bailey’s ass, making his muscles clench and massage David’s shaft, wanting everything the man had to give him.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but he found he didn’t care. He liked being drawn tight to David’s chest and wrapped in an almost crushing embrace. David nuzzled the sweat-drenched curls at the nape of his neck. Bailey ran his hands over David’s where they rested on Bailey’s stomach.

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