Downs, Jana - Ravyn's Destiny [Ravyn Warriors 3] (Siren Publishing Allure ManLove) by Jana Downs

starting to forget about Salvatore completely when a large knock sounded on the top entrance door. That door was reserved for those creatures which had flying capabilities and were more comfortable in the air than on the ground. He’d installed that entrance for those fae, but there weren’t as many with wings big enough to carry them anymore among the nobles. Typically, it was a skill of either the superelite blue bloods, which were all in attendance already, and the lower gentry, ironically enough.
    He frowned and glanced at his shadows. “Naut, open the upper door please. It appears we have a latecomer.” The shadow melted and streamed toward the door, hovering beside it as he tugged it open.
    The door opened wide, and upon the ledge was perched a magnificent creature which hadn’t been seen in Underhill since before its abandonment eons ago. Wide dragon’s wings the color of crimson flames were spread wide for balance. The reptilian appendages practically glistened in the sun and hints of gold could be picked up on each and every deep-red scale. Destin’s heart tripped over itself at the knowledge of who was knocking on his front door.
    “Salvatore,” he whispered, his cock instantly hard and tenting his loose trousers. His advisors grinned, and his Court gaped in awe. The sunlight streaming behind Salvatore did a good job of casting the front of him in shadow, but Destin knew without a doubt who those beautiful wings belonged to.
    Salvatore nodded to the shadow before making his descent. It was a lazy glide, displaying for the Court not only his power but his grace. They gave him room as he came to a soft landing, his feet barely making a sound on the marble. He was barefoot with just a pair of low-slung jeans on that hugged his obviously firm cock and ass to perfection. He was shirtless as well, and as Destin’s eyes traveled from his feet, he shuddered at what presented itself to him on Salvatore’s tight, ropey abdomen. His belly button was pierced, top and bottom, with interlocking twists of metal inlaid with flicks of a dark stone.
    Lord and Lady, that’s hot . He continued his perusal helplessly. He licked his lips as his eyes came to Salvatore’s powerful chest. His nipples were pierced now with silver hoops with a suspended bead between them that were in the shape of dragons’ heads. His arousal jerked. What a sight. He couldn’t wait to lick those bits to a tight peak. Salvatore had confessed once that he’d never had a piercing, and Destin couldn’t wait to show him how interestingly sensitive his nipples were now that they had those bits in them. He nearly bit his tongue off at the thought. No. Not happening. Not touching. Remember?
    Still he couldn’t help but finish his eye fuck. His heart did stop then. Salvatore’s face was always absolute perfection, but he’d cut his hair and now it was unbearably beautiful. The shorter hair was a fauxhawk that was spiked in all the right places with a soft gel by the looks of it. It made his face look fierce and masculine, no longer the civilized noble that had hit on him at the bar but a real animal. Destin’s traitorous cock leaked a drop of pre-cum.
    “Sorry I’m late,” Salvatore said in way of greeting. He sounded completely unapologetic. “I wanted to look my best since I wanted an audience with my King.” He gave a mocking bow, and Destin saw the dragon inside each and every action. He wanted to whimper in instinctive display of submissive demand. Fae royalty were the natural mates of dragons, and Salvatore was displaying that natural attraction perfectly.
    “Destin, you need to greet your new courtier,” Quis reminded in a gentle whisper. The Court was all looking at Destin for his reaction. It should’ve been obvious by now, but damn if his cheeks didn’t flush with embarrassment. His advisors had known that Salvatore would be ready and was going to make an appearance in Court today, and they’d kept it from him. Damn them both