Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2017 14:32:53 -0400
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: Dancing with the Dragon, Chapter 27: Anticipation (V2)

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Dancing with the Dragon: Chapter 27, Anticipation, Copyright 2017 Tripp
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Dancing with the Dragon
Chapter 27: Anticipation
by Tripp Savidge

*   Scene 1   *

Skye paced as he waited for Garrett to finish with whomever had called.
They had returned to their room after what felt like one of the most
awkward evenings ever and since then, Garrett's bio-communicator hadn't
stopped flashing.

"Yeah, no... he's fine, honest. No, not necessary. I promise. Yes,
anything, anything at all and I'll let you know immediately. I will - get
some rest and we'll see you soon. Bye."

"Well?"

"Micah - if you didn't already pull it out of my head. He was elected as
spokesperson. He said you're upset enough it's making their skin crawl
and they can't think straight. Seems that Chaz was ready to storm the
castle and start a blood bath."

In spite of how he felt, Skye smiled and let out a laugh.

"Laugh now baby... He's rather protective of you and having a were-dagger
in a rage is a damned scary thought. Micah said he and the others were
getting him calmed down." Garrett paused and raised an eyebrow. "Anyone
else likely to check on you?"

Skye blushed. "I think that's everyone... I'm sorry I freaked out."

"It's okay Skye. Only other one I can think of is maybe Zo. Not sure how
or what he might pick up through the bond. Jerrick and Taleel said the
same as Micah - just send word and they'll be here. The only one I
couldn't completely put off was Braden, he said he'd give you until
morning but that he and Venci will stop by first thing to check in."

"Why do you think he was so determined?" Skye asked.

"He and Chaz are the most recently bonded. It might be the others are a
little more comfortable with what they pick up from you."

"But you picked up on what your uncles were thinking too? Right?"

Garrett pulled Skye into his arms. "I did but I'm not sure Skye... the
strong emotions made it difficult to decipher. While I admit some of
their thoughts were perhaps - uncomfortable and a little embarrassing, I
wouldn't say they qualified as a threat. Claudius's fantasy of sucking
you dry and Tiev wanting you in a threesome are not unusual reactions to
a dragonling going through the change."

"But Pater picked up the same uncomfortable vibe that I did. When you and
Father walked them to the Study, he pulled me aside and told me to make
sure I wasn't alone with either Claudius or Tiev. That went for you and
River too. But no... I didn't get an actual threat or pick up on
nefarious plans. It's just putting their thoughts together gives me the
chills."

"I'm not sure that seclusion has done good things for them. Socially
awkward doesn't begin to cover some of the things they thought or said
out loud."

"Like they've lost all ability to filter - just saying exactly what came
to mind."

"Yeah. Not good when you're constantly being scrutinized and likely
recorded," Garrett said.

"I'm not saying they plan to, but... Can a bond-mate be impregnated by
someone other than his mate?"

Garrett turned and ran his hands over his face. It took a few moments
before he responded. "Yes and no. Once a bond-mate has completed the
change, he's 'fertile' and in theory may be able to carry another
dragon's child. But-"

"Oh god," Skye said dropping to the couch.

"Let me finish. It is highly unlikely for several reasons. Your body has
changed to be perfect for me, no one else. It's not like a human
pregnancy where you could be forcibly impregnated. You have to fertilize
the egg that I carry and then once it has developed, you have to accept
it into your body for it to grow. Could you be coerced? Possibly... But
the odds of you being able to fertilize an egg in a dragon who is not
your mate are slim, then further to be able to accept a fertilized egg
that is not from your mate, even slimmer. Your body would know it wasn't
mine and reject it. You can't force the biology under threat or even if
you wanted it more than anything."

"Okay... well I guess that's a little comforting. Oh fuck... what if they
plan on stealing 'our' baby?" Skye cried out, his eyes going wide and he
began shaking.

"Skye. Stop. They didn't think anything like that. Did you pick up
something that you didn't share?" Garrett sat down beside Skye and rubbed
his back.

"No," Skye said. "Claudius seemed really fixated on how I 'smelled'. Both
of them kept thinking about how attractive they found me and fascinated
with the thought of me being 'fertile'. What pretty dragonlings I'd
make... But while they fantasized a bit, I didn't pick up anything about
hurting me."

"Well then, let's not assume the worst. Besides we're not planning on
children anytime soon, right?" Garrett said.

"Yeah..."

"Father and Pater waited almost 170 years after they were bonded. There's
no rush."

"Not sure I want to wait that long."

"What? You want a cute little blond cherub running around underfoot?"

"I was thinking of a little golden boy with dark hair and dark eyes that
can melt your heart with one look."

Garrett laughed and pulled Skye into a hug. "Well, guess we'll have to
have several so we get some of each."

"Maybe someday..."

"You know Skye, the thought of having little dragonlings with you really
turns me on." Garrett captured Skye's lips and kissed him while reaching
down and squeezing his muscled ass.

Skye gasped when Garrett released him. "You are so sexy and there's
nothing I'd like more than to strip you naked and have my way with you...
unfortunately..."

"Yeah... unfortunately the herd is likely to return any minute. Dillon
may have calmed them down and given us a little break but as soon as we
get into it..."

"Why can't we go off somewhere, just the two of us? Maybe like forever?"

Garrett laughed. "Sounds nice, but sadly life doesn't work that way. And
besides, you'd miss them."

"Well... eventually maybe. But I don't know, I think I'd rather like just
being with you and no one else."

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'd be okay with that. No one, and
I mean no one makes me feel like you do Skye. Not that I don't love these
guys and enjoy the sex - yet I always end up realizing it could have been
better with you."

Skye pulled Garrett into a deep kiss and then pulled back, just enough to
whisper. "Thank you. That's what I needed to hear."

Skye and Garrett both turned to the sound of the door opening and saw
Dillon peek into the room around the corner in the vestibule.

"Are we disturbing you?" Dillon asked.

"No. Come on in," Skye said.

Dillon entered followed by Rilien, Christos, and Willow. Skye separated
from Garrett and went to Rilien to offer a hug.

"Welcome home. You doing better now?" Skye asked.

"Much. How about you? Dillon swore you were okay, but it sure didn't feel
that way," Rilien said. All eyes were focused on Skye.

"Doing better, thank you. You can stop worrying," Skye said.

"I was going to run down and get some drinks and a snack. Does anyone
have requests?" Dillon asked.

"Not me, you can surprise us," Skye said. The others all gave agreement
and Dillon headed out.

"What did I miss?" Rilien asked.

"Nothing important. Training is going better than I expected and I
finally got to meet Captain Nekko?"

"Is he cool? Do you think you'll mind serving on his ship?"

"Tell the truth Skye. Tell Rilien what happened at your meeting," Garrett
chimed in as he began changing out of his formal clothes.

Skye gave Rilien a wink and held up a hand to hold off additional
questions as he turned his attention to Garrett. He saw Willow and Chris
look at his mate as well. Garrett had stripped off the jacket and shirt
and was now bare chested. Skye felt his cock harden and his mouth began
to water as he saw the bulging muscles, Garrett's full, round pecs and
those glorious large nipples swollen and waiting to be sucked. As Garrett
turned, his magnificent broad back was toward them and Skye's eyes
trailed down to the large, round muscled ass - barely covered by the
tights. The tights that were more like a second skin, showing Garrett's
luscious ass and even the dimples on the sides of his ass cheeks. Skye's
eyes continued down the powerful legs, the legs he could almost feel
wrapped around his body...

Garrett looked over his shoulder, his eyes wide, but a smirk showing on
his soft, kissable lips. "Don't stop the conversation on my account. I
can still hear you."

"We were just all admiring the view and thinking of new ways we could use
you as a sex toy," Willow said.

"Sex toy huh?"

"No doubts in my mind. That body was made for sex," Willow said as he
began running his hand up Christos's thigh before squeezing the bulge
that had appeared.

"I've got to agree love. Though I would say, as a toy, you're not for the
beginner... maybe a higher age rating. You know expert and above or
something."

Garrett gave an evil smile and turned his back to them as he slowly and
methodically, slid his hands inside his tights and began to lower them.
He flexed and bent over, spreading his legs a little, then gyrating his
hips as he slid his hand to his crack and deeper into the tights. He
pulled it back out, turned his head to look over his shoulder and
dramatically licked his fingers before sliding the slicked digits back
down his ass. The top half of his crack was now visible and all eyes were
glued to him as he teased his own hole and gave them a show.

"Holy fuck..." Chris whispered.

Willow had pulled Chris back against him and his hands were now inside
Chris's pants, obviously stroking him.

Garrett leaned forward again, spreading his legs a little wider. It was
obvious that while part of his hand was still hidden by his tights, the
slicked finger was inside his hole. Garrett picked up a pair of gauze
pants and shirt and then removed his hand from his ass and walked into
the bath.

"That was cruel," Rilien muttered.

"He's a tease, isn't he?" Skye was feeling a little too warm and saw that
Garrett had affected all of them. He reached out with his mind. **Later,
you owe me several hours of playtime with that ass.**

**Of course. You didn't think I put on that little show just to be mean.
I want to make sure you are so hot and ready that you can't keep your
hands off me,** Garrett responded.

**But did you want 'all' of us to take your hot ass because there are
three other guys with me thinking of how to decide what the order will
be.**

**Since my ass belongs to you, guess that's your call. Would it turn you
on watching them take turns breeding your mate? Watching them stick their
dicks up my ass?**

**Garrett!** Skye was breathing hard and feeling very flushed as he
turned back and saw the guys looking at him.

"What?" Skye asked.

"We're just curious. It's obvious you've been mind-speaking with Garrett
and you seemed to enjoy the conversation - especially what happened there
at the end," Chris said with a pointed look to Skye's crotch.

Skye looked down and saw the huge wet spot on his tights and felt his
face get even warmer. One of the unfortunate qualities of the tights was
becoming almost transparent when wet.

"So tell..." Willow said his hands still roaming over Chris's body.

"Where were we... Oh yeah - Captain Nekko. He was very nice, not pompous
or overly dramatic. I think we'll get on fine." Skye said pointedly
ignoring Willow and Chris's question.

"So what was Garrett teasing you about? What happened when you met
Nekko?" Rilien asked.

"Rilien! Don't let him off that easily. He still hasn't 'fessed up on
what Garrett and he were talking about," Willow said.

"Come on Willow... We all know they were mind-talking about sex."

"Well, yeeeeaaaahhhh. But what exactly?" Willow asked turning his gaze
back on Skye.

"If I tell you will you stop?" Skye asked.

"Maybe," Willow said with an evil laugh.

"He was teasing me about whether or not I was a voyeur and if I'd enjoy
seeing other men, uhm... take him."

"Fuck that's hot," Willow said.

"And what did you say?" Chris asked.

"I didn't."

Willow began laughing and between snorts. "Come on guys, Skye? Who feels
guilty for thinking about plain old vanilla sex. I'm amazed his head
didn't explode. But not to worry... we'll get him there. I know there is
a raging sex animal buried inside him, we've just got to coax him out."

Skye squirmed a little and was really uncomfortable with Willow's
observation. Perhaps too close to the truth because Skye's dragon most
definitely was a raging sex animal and it took all of Skye's
concentration at times to keep him in check. Fortunately Dillon returned
at that moment, giving Skye the distraction he needed.

"Hey! Chef made up some stuff special for us," Dillon said carrying in a
large covered tray. Another servant followed with two more trays, one of
food and a second of drinks. They placed them on the table.

"Thank you," Skye said to the servant as he walked over to see what
they'd brought.

"Did I miss something?" Dillon asked as he looked at their faces.

"Not at all. Thanks for the food and drinks," Skye said.

Everyone gathered and filled a plate and grabbed one of the drinks.

"So Rilien can you tell us about your testing? I know you wanted to wait
until everyone was here.

"Sure."

"Shit. Chef must really like you or Dillon 'cause I've never got a spread
like this when I asked for a snack," Garrett said looking over what
Dillon had brought back.

"I think a bit of both. I just try to be appreciative and make sure I
tell them when Skye or you give compliments to what they've made. And
it's not 'a' chef, there are at least six," Dillon explained.

Garrett sat on the floor between Skye's knees and leaned back against the
couch. "Sorry Ril, please tell us..."

"It's not all that exciting. It started out with me sitting in a warded
circle and trying to read or identify magic glyphs. Each time they'd
change them up to see what I could sense. They would observe me and ask
detailed questions about what I felt, heard, saw, smelled - you know?
After a few days where we did that over and over, they then had me try
doing stuff."

"What do you mean?"

"One of them would sit with me, holding my hand or making body contact
and then they'd give me tasks, like pulling water, earth, air, making
fire, moving objects. They were small things and that went on for a
while. Some of it was really easy, other things not so much. They also
made me practice pulling magic over and over again - I guess to see how
much I could handle. What they told me when I was done was that I am best
at 'overcoming' magic and while I can still do 'generating' magic it is
more difficult and saps my strength."

"I've never heard of those being types of magic," Skye said.

"Me either. Guess part of it is because I'm elvish. They explained
'overcoming' magic with a little mantra. Let's see if I can remember
it... 'the wood parts the earth, the earth absorbs the water, the water
quenches the fire, the fire melts the metal and the metal chops the
wood.' Sorry I didn't learn the one for 'generating'."

"I think I know it," Willow said tentatively.

"You? How?" Dillon asked.

"Something I heard Queen Aster repeat when doing her rituals. I may have
it a bit wrong but she called it the five stages and I think it goes
something like: 'the wood feeds the fire, the fire creates the earth, the
earth bears the metal, the metal collects the water and the water feeds
the wood.'"

"So what happens next?" Skye asked.

"I start attending classes and they have me apprentice with mages who
have like-magic. Many of the students live in the dormitories but Master
Quanta said that most of the time, I can live here. I guess there are
certain times where I'll have to stay, but not all the time."

"Is that good?" Garrett asked.

"I think so," Rilien gave a nervous laugh. "I gather Pater requested it,
but Master Quanta said that it makes it easier on them too. He said they
aren't really prepared for the security and privacy needs of having a
'royal' in the dorms. When I said that I wasn't one anymore he informed
me that when Skye officially claimed me, that made me all the more
interesting and it was taking all their resources to keep the media out
of the school."

"They just want to capture images of your cute naked butt," Willow
teased.

"Or find out who's lucky enough to get their hands on you," Christos
added.

Rilien blushed. "I doubt that."

"You shouldn't. It's true," Dillon said putting an arm around Rilien and
pulling him close.

"If you don't mind, I think Chris and I are going to go to his rooms
now," Willow said.

Skye wasn't the least bit surprised considering that Willow had undone
Chris's jacket and had one hand inside his shirt while the other was in
his pants. "You'll take good care of him won't you Willow?"

"Of course I will. But it needs to be tonight. Jos will be back the next
couple nights and I need to remind him that he's mine."

Skye and the others all laughed before Skye asked. "So you not letting
any other dragons enjoy your favors?"

"They're all hiding at the Academy! Jos said he and a few others would be
back to attend River for all the festivities. But before they left I did
corner Corbin in the showers. He's a sexy dragon." Willow closed his eyes
and gave a shiver while licking his lips.

"Yeah, he is. So I'm guessing you're still punishing Mica and Fiske?"

Willow snickered. "And it's working too. By the time I give them my
attention, they'll let me do anything I want and beg for more."

"Remind me not to get on your bad side," Garrett said.

"I don't have a bad side," Willow quipped as he led Chris out of the
room.

"And you thought it was a good idea to bring a male nymph into our
lives..." Garrett said squeezing Skye's leg.

"No, I had no idea. But it was the 'right' thing to do. Besides look how
useful he's been and I think he helps all the guys in our wing. I don't
mean just with sex either - though he's certainly good at that."

"I like having him around. He sees things differently," Dillon said.

"Skye do you mind if I spend the night with Dillon?" Rilien asked.

"Not at all. Why do you think I'd object?"

"I didn't know what your plans were."

"I had no plans. Enjoy yourselves while you can, I expect the next few
days will be really crazy with the ceremony and celebration."

"Do we have anything tomorrow?" Rilien asked.

"We have the last fitting to make sure no adjustments need to be made,
then the big dinner tomorrow evening. That should be it," Skye said.


*   Scene 2   *

Skye watched Dillon and Rilien head off to Dillon's room. He couldn't
help but picture them in each other's arms. They were both so pretty and
he guessed on Earth, they'd have been 'twinks'. Come to think of it, none
of the male elves he'd met were overly masculine - most were slender and
graceful and downright pretty.

"You want to join them?"

Garrett's voice jolted Skye out of his thoughts and he looked down to see
Garrett's head turned up at him - a wicked smile on those gorgeous lips.

"No. I'd much rather be with a muscle-bound god."

Garrett turned and got onto his knees putting his hands on Skye's thighs
and pushing his legs even wider apart. "Hmmmm. Wonder where I can find
one of those..."

It took a moment for Skye to focus. Garrett's hands were caressing his
inner thighs and his eyes communicated a whole lot of lust. Skye was
already rock hard and was struggling to think of anything other than how
much he wanted to taste those smirking lips.

"When you do find one, let me know..." Skye managed.

"Would you let me watch as he fucks your hot sexy ass?"

"Nope. Sorry, I believe in focusing on my partner and besides my mate
would get really jealous if he wasn't getting all my attention."

"Don't think I like this mate of yours. He should share. You're way too
hot for one man to satisfy."

Skye watched Garrett's eyes and was ready to end this little game as he
felt his mates' lust building. At the same time, he could feel Garrett's
intent and wanted to see where this might go. "Oh no, my mate is the only
one who can satisfy me. You can't make up for quality with quantity."

"I don't know... maybe your mate knows how good you are and just wants to
see other men pine and despair because you belong to him," Garrett
teased.

"Oh, but that would be cruel." Skye admired the planes and angles of
Garrett's face, the deep golden skin, the dark eyes with long lashes, the
slender nose, strong chin and then he was back to those lips. Holy fuck,
I can't take this anymore. Skye grabbed the back of Garrett's head with
one hand while he leaned forward and ground his lips into Garrett's. He
licked along the lower lip with his tongue and let out a moan as Garrett
opened up to him - finally.

They kissed hard with their tongues dancing and exploring each other's
mouths. Skye could taste the slight fruitiness of the wine Garrett had
been drinking and some of the savory spices from the canapes - but best
of all he could taste Garrett. The taste and flavor that was his mate.
Skye felt his dragon stir and come to life as he growled pulling Garrett
up and into his arms.

"I love you so damn much," Skye breathed in between kisses. He was still
sometimes in awe of the man in his arms. To think that this gorgeous
super model of a hunk is mine. That anyone so handsome, so muscled and
sexy could want me. Plain old, run of the mill college guy.

"Are you going to make me lecture you again baby?" Garrett growled back
as he gripped Skye's hair, pulling his head back while he kissed and bit
down his neck to his shoulders then back up again, using the point of his
tongue to trace Skye's muscles.

"What?" Skye gasped as Garrett bit a little harder at the hollow of his
shoulder and neck.

"You are anything but plain and I don't just want you, I fuckin' need
you. You are my life, the essence of my existence. I love you so much it
hurts and I want to make love to you like no one else can."

"Yes!" Skye cried out. He wanted to say more but Garrett's mouth ate his
cries and his tongue threatened to dive down his throat. Skye sucked on
that sexy tongue, imagining it was Garrett's manhood.

Garrett growled a deep low rumble that sent chills up through Skye's body
and made his ass clench in expectation. Skye was so aroused and so hard
that if Garrett didn't do something about it soon, Skye was afraid he
might just shoot off a load in his tights.

"Oh no baby, can't have that. Your sweet cream belongs in my mouth or my
ass. Nowhere else."

Garrett gripped Skye's tights and in one motion pulled them past Skye's
knees releasing his cock which sprang up against his abs, letting his
pre-cum splash against Garrett's face and over Skye's jacket. Before Skye
could respond, Garrett licked it up, then using his fingers wiped it off
his face and sucked his fingers clean. Then he swallowed Skye's cock in
one swift motion.

"Holy..." Skye cried out as Garrett's hot, wet mouth took him all the way
to the root - letting him slide into Garrett's throat.

There was a loud knock at the door and Skye wanted to scream in
frustration as Garrett released him and pulled his tights back up.

"Come," Garrett called.

"My apologies for disturbing you Your Majesties. A courier just delivered
this from Verdilat." The guard held out a paper scroll.

"Thank you," Garrett said and the guard left the room.

"Paper? Who still uses paper?" Skye asked as he looked at the scroll
sealed in wax.

"From the seal - High Priest Seatha. If it was important enough to send
by courier at this hour, you may need to read it."

Skye broke the seal and opened the scroll.

'Prince Skye, Your presence at Verdilat temple is requested post haste. A
matter has arisen regarding Zo-verna that requires your attention. --
Sincerest regards, Seatha'

"Well?"

"I have no idea. I haven't felt anything through the bond," Skye said
rolling the scroll.

"Want me to go with you?"

"Of course I do." Skye stood and looking down at his tights soaked in his
own juices, decided to change. He and Garrett both chose to wear simple
trousers, shirts, and jackets. Not suitable for most palace functions but
they didn't think the priests would care.

"I already called for a carriage. It's a little late to be walking the
streets of Capital City without drawing attention," Garrett said.

Skye sat back in the comfortable seat as the guard closed the gull-wing
type door with an audible swoosh enveloping the cabin in silence. Skye
found it amusing that it was called a carriage, to him it looked more
like a hover car with addition of the accommodation to allow two guards
to ride on the outside.

It only took a few minutes to arrive at Verdilat Temple. Skye, Garrett,
and their accompanying guards entered at the side door and found a young
priest waiting to greet them.

"Prince Skye, Prince Garrett. Seatha asked that I thank you for attending
so quickly and guide you to your destination."

"Certainly, please lead on," Garrett said before turning to the guards.
"We'll meet you back here. If you haven't been here before, there is a
lounge through that door where you can wait comfortably."

The guards both gave a bow before watching Garrett, Skye and their guide
head into the inner sanctum of Verdilat.

"Seatha asked me to apologize for the late hour and the nature of your
summons. He said he would explain personally," the priest said as he led
them through the halls and down a huge circular stone stairway.

Skye recognized the path and couldn't help but assume they would return
to the vaulted chamber he'd been to before. So when they were led deeper
and into a new area, he was both surprised and a little worried.

Garrett immediately picked up on the change and took Skye's hand giving
him a reassuring squeeze. **It will be okay Skye. I'm with you.**

Skye gave Garrett a nod as they continued deeper into the maze of halls
under the temple. It was shortly after the next turn that they saw Seatha
walking toward them.

"Thank you Prince Skye, Prince Garrett. I'm so sorry to have called you
out so late."

"Is something wrong?" Skye asked.

"Yes, it's Zo-verna." Skye felt a little twinge at the somewhat demeaning
change to Zopyros's name. He knew it identified Zo as a 'slave', perhaps
a cherished one, but still he was now legally a bondman, mere chattel. A
man who was owned - and worse by Skye's own house.

"Did something happen?" Garrett asked.

"In a manner of speaking, please come with me." Seatha led them into a
small room, lit by electric glow torches with a small table and several
chairs. "Please, sit down."

"I haven't picked up anything from Zo..." Skye said.

"And you wouldn't. We had Master Quanta put a magical shield around Zo-
verna early yesterday. It is even possible, that has contributed to the
situation. Not only does it prevent you from sensing Zo-verna, it
prevents him from feeling or sensing you and your wing as well."

"I assume there was a reason," Garrett said.

"In preparation. Zo-verna has been in solitude and encouraged to meditate
while Leku worked on developing his penance. So you were unlikely to pick
up anything unpleasant. Master Leku was quite adamant that you should not
be 'connected' when his punishment begins."

"I guess that makes sense."

"As you may have guessed, we are ready to begin and that's why we
shielded Zo-verna. Earlier today, Leku and I explained to him what his
punishment would be and Leku gave him a 'sample'."

"I take it that it did not go well?" Garrett said.

"It was extremely effective, as Leku predicted. But the reaction was much
more pronounced than was expected. I assure you he was not harmed, the
medics and Leku checked him over thoroughly. However, with the dark magic
spell removed, Zo-verna is much weaker than we realized. Leku also
believes it was compounded by separation from Skye and the wing." Seatha
paused and had a pained expression on his face. "While the bond and
collar you used prevent him from bringing harm to himself, he hasn't
stopped begging for us to take his life."

"What? Why?" Skye asked.

"Guilt. Depression. Despair. Fear. All of them perhaps."

"Can I ask what punishment Master Leku decided to use?"

"Master Leku searched out and 'interviewed' all of Zo-verna's victims
that were still living and on Draga. Using his psion abilities he
captured their memories of their experiences at Zo-verna's hands. For
perhaps ten minutes, he let Zo-verna relive what just one of his victim's
felt, thought, and experienced. That was the sample."

"Oh..."

"Beginning tomorrow, he will begin reliving their experiences every few
hours."

"So there's no physical pain or harm, it's all in his mind?" Skye
clarified.

"That is correct. He is placed into a virtual reality simulator that lets
him experience their memories. Leku has already loaded all of his
victim's experiences."

"How long will this go on?" Skye asked.

"Master Leku believes it will only take weeks, perhaps six at the most.
He plans on monitoring Zo-verna throughout the process. He said that
monitoring was very important because there is a point at which it
wouldn't just break Zo-verna, but it would, in essence, shatter his
mind."

"How can Skye help?" Garrett asked.

"This may sound strange, but we need Skye to give Zo-verna hope. That
there is life beyond the pain and penance, that when he is through there
is something worth living for."

"Why me?"

"Master Quanta will suppress the shielding so you can 'connect' with Zo-
verna. Let him feel the bond with you and his wing-mates. He is your
'servant', magically bound, dragon-bound, doesn't matter - he is
compelled to serve you and make you happy."

**Garrett, this really creeps me out...**

**It will be okay baby. We can do this. You're not alone - we'll do it
together.**

Skye turned back to Seatha. "So once he's relived this for however long,
does that mean that he's done and free?"

"No. Then we begin the process of rebuilding him. How long that takes
depends on Zo-verna and to some extent how well you and your wing handle
him. He will serve as your bondman for months, perhaps years. What is
expected of him during that service will be determined from his reaction
to his penance. My priests, Tennat, and Leku will both observe and
interview him regularly to come up with a plan."

"We're here for you Skye," Garrett reminded him.

"Okay, let's do this."

Seatha stood and gave a nod before leading them to Zo-verna's cell. Skye
saw one of Master Quanta's assistants standing in the hall along with two
other junior priests, waiting for them.

"Prince Skye, it is an honor sir. Whenever you are ready, I will remove
the shielding for Zo-verna." The mage gave a bow when he finished.

Skye grabbed Garrett's arm and pulled him along. "We'll be entering now.
You may proceed."

"Thank you Skye, my priests will attend for your protection then bring
you back to me when you're finished."

When Skye entered, his first thought was that there wasn't enough room
for all four of them, but as they moved in, he realized it was tight but
doable. Zo-verna was seated on his cot and looked up at them as they
entered. Skye caught his breath - the man looking back at him looked so
different. Gone were the long golden locks, his eyes looked haunted and
his cheeks were hollow from the amount of weight he'd lost.

"Prince Skye, brother, you shouldn't have come." Just as he finished
speaking, Zo-verna's eyes went wide and he began to weep.

Skye sat down beside Zo-verna and put his arm over his shoulders to
comfort him. He could now feel the bond again.

"I thought you'd disowned me," Zo-verna said weakly.

"No Zo. They shielded you."

"I'm Zo-verna now."

"Yes, I know." Skye turned to Garett. **Please sit beside me, I need your
touch.**

Garrett sat down beside Skye and put his hand on his arm.

"You heard? I asked them to kill me," Zo-verna said refusing to meet
Skye's eyes.

"I heard. Don't do it again." Skye said firmly.

Zo-verna turned to him in surprise.

"You belong to me. You have value and are needed, do you understand?"

Skye felt the thoughts and emotions swell as Zo-verna digested what he'd
said. He tried to come up with an argument, something to prove Skye
wrong. Yet, the more he thought about it the more the compulsion took
hold reminding him that he belonged to Skye.

"Yes sir."

"Good. You will get through this and you will be stronger at the end. I
have plans for you, so I expect obedience and cooperation," Skye said.

"Yes sir," Zo-verna responded. He still wanted to argue but the magic
held him back.

"You should also know that I'm going to find you a bond-mate."

"You're what?" Zo-verna said in surprise.

"I think it will help you once this business is finished - to have a
steady anchor, someone who can watch over you and give you the love and
support you need. I'm not looking for your agreement or your opinions but
be assured the man I select will be a match and will be good for you."

Zo-verna was speechless. Skye carefully monitored the thoughts and
questions that spiraled through Zo's mind. The primary theme being that
he never expected to be mated after all that had happened. And Skye knew
it was planted, that small seed of hope.

"While you must pay for your crimes I also want you to know that there is
joy and that your wing cares for you - even with all that you've done.
Certainly we can blame some of it on the curse laid upon you; however,
some of the actions, beliefs, and evil were already there."

"I know..."

"We will get beyond this. Garrett and I will help you."

**Skye... should you check him again to see if the curse is still gone?
Quanta said he'd want you to.**

**What if I lose control again?**

**I'm here and given what Zo's been through if you give him a little
thrill, I think he might actually appreciated it,** Garrett responded.

**Do you think I should? Pleasure him I mean? They said early on I was
supposed to be seen as the one looking out for him. Do you think it would
make him feel good, or confuse things more?**

**I don't know Skye, but given you don't have to even touch him it might
be a way of proving you care.**

Aware of how long he'd been silent, Skye rubbed his hand up Zo-verna's
back and leaned in. "Please lie back on your cot and get comfortable."

"Why?"

"I want to make sure the spell is gone and hasn't returned. Then I want
to show you that not everything is meant to hurt you."

The look in Zo-verna's eyes made Skye feel a little guilty. It was
absolute trust, which Skye didn't feel he'd earned.

"Garrett, put your hands on my shoulders and join me. I want you to see
and feel what I do." Skye closed his eyes a moment and gathered his
thoughts then reached for his magic and his 'other' sight. He looked down
on Zo-verna and could in that moment, see the loving young boy who
Garrett remembered. Skye reached out with his mind, starting at Zo-
verna's head and began his search. He moved down Zo-verna's body and let
out a sigh when he ended. "Nothing."

"I didn't see anything either."

**Are you sure about this Garrett? It could go really wrong.**

**He's bonded to you, to us. He's likely feeling the same pull as the
others and feeling unwanted and unloved since he can't be with us. You
don't actually have to have sex with him to give him pleasure. As his
'master' of a sort, this might actually be better.**

Skye gave Garrett a gentle kiss then pulled Garrett's arms around him,
leaning back into his mate. "Zo-verna, I want you to close your eyes and
relax. Take deep breaths - in and out. That's the way. I'm going to give
you pleasure Zo-verna. I do this because you are mine and I take care of
those in my wing. Enjoy what I do for you and know that you are wanted."

Skye took a deep breath and called his magic again. He slowly fed the
power into Zo-verna and began searching out his body for reaction. Having
never been with Zo physically, Skye wasn't sure what he liked. The magic
would help him see the roadmap to Zo's desires and thereby allow him to
give the most pleasure.

Zo-verna's breath caught and he startled before breathing regularly
again.

**I've got it - here we go.** Skye took comfort in Garrett's embrace as
he sent his mental touch to Zo-verna's nipples. Gently caressing and
squeezing as if he was using his mouth. Skye watched and saw them stiffen
beneath the rough woven fabric of Zo-verna's robes. He continued to tease
them feeling for a reaction and when Zo-verna's breathing changed and he
let out a small moan, Skye moved to the next step. While continuing to
stimulate Zo's nipples, he began a gentle caress up his thighs, watching
as Zo automatically spread his legs - as if allowing a real lover better
access.

**You're doing fine Skye - though I'm starting to get a little warm
myself.**

Skye smiled as he continued on, he gently teased and manipulated Zo-
verna's tight little rosebud, while at the same time caressing his balls.
The effect was immediate - Zo lifted his ass and let out a deep moan. His
breathing had quickened and he gripped the mattress with both hands. Skye
intensified the sensations on Zo-verna's ass, simulating an enthusiastic
rimming. When Zo cried out Skye added the sensation of penetration by a
large, thick penis. Zo-verna's eyes flew open and he gasped. He was now
grunting in time with the thrusting and his body was lifting off the bed
as he tried in vain to control the sensation.

**Aren't you going to stimulate his cock?** Garrett asked.

**No. I want him to orgasm from being penetrated. Part of his issue that
brought him to this point was his need to dominate. I don't want to
encourage that in any way. This gives him pleasure but also makes it very
clear that I'm taking him.**

**You can take me...**

Skye turned his head to face Garrett and kissed him, letting his tongue
push his way into Garrett's mouth. He slid it in and out a few times
until Garrett made a deep growl. **I plan to. You already teased me with
that hot ass of yours making all sorts of promises, don't think I've
forgotten.**

Zo's moans and cries grew louder as he thrashed on the bed. Skye and
Garrett moved back a bit to give him space. There was nothing Zo-verna
could do to change the steady, rhythmic penetration of his most intimate
places. It was hard and deep and Skye made sure that each thrust brought
an overwhelming wave of pleasure.

Zo-verna let out a gasp as his body convulsed and he gave up load after
load of his seed, soaking the front of his robes. Skye figured there had
to be at least ten full eruptions before Zo fell back to the cot, panting
and out of breath.

"You see Zo-verna, there is great pleasure in your future as well. Not
just pain and suffering. You must be strong for me and endure. Do this
for me and I will reward you." Skye stood and without another word turned
to face the priests. They both looked shocked and more than a little
aroused themselves - judging from the red faces and prominent bulges
under their robes.

"We are finished with Zo-verna if you could please guide us to High
Priest Seatha," Garrett said as if nothing unusual had transpired.


*   Scene 3   *

Dillon finished brushing off Skye's jacket, making sure everything was
adjusted. "If you'd like I can have breakfast brought up..."

Skye looked at the magnificent body spread on the bed and sighed. I want
to crawl back in and lick those luscious muscles, from those sexy feet
all the way up to those tender lips. Life is so unfair, Skye thought.

He and Garrett had returned late enough that they had enough energy to
change and crawl into a sleepy embrace. No wild night of love-making as
Skye had been looking forward to. Now his bio-communicator was flashing,
telling him that Venci and Braden had arrived.

"Yeah, let him sleep. He'll be in a much better mood that way. I can meet
with Braden and Venci in the breakfast room."

"I'll go on ahead and get the chef started. You want the usual?"

"Yes please. And a nice cup of that special blend tea you found would be
wonderful." Skye saw Dillon head for the door and caught his arm. "Hold
up."

"Did you need something else?" Dillon asked.

"Yup, you." Skye pulled Dillon back into a gentle embrace and brushed his
lips against Dillon's in a light kiss. "Good morning."

"Good morning Skye," Dillon said with a blush.

Dillon made a quick exit and Skye paused for one more lingering look. His
eyes trailed up Garrett's powerful leg. No matter how many times he saw
his bond-mate, each time felt like a discovery of new beauty. No sculptor
could have created such a perfect leg, the shape, the strength implied by
the muscles, the slightly glistening golden skin - all leading up the
curve at the base of his full round glutes. That alone was enough to make
Skye hard, to make his most private places throb in need and his mouth to
water. And he's mine... Skye thought to himself as he walked away.

Braden and Venci were already waiting for him in the breakfast room and
both stood and bowed when Skye entered.

"Morning guys," Skye said. He saw the look of question and concern on
both of their faces.

"Good morning Prince Skye," Braden responded.

"Before you even ask, I'm fine. I over reacted to something but all is
good now. Sorry I freaked you out."

Venci gave a low chuckle as Braden spoke. "We were just worried sir."

"So please sit. Let's talk over breakfast. I promise the food is worth
it. Just tell Dillon what you'd like."

"Whatever they have already prepared will be fine, I'm sure. Thank you
Dillon," Venci said.

It was only moments before the food was placed before them. Skye sipped
the tea and let out a deep sigh.

"It's perfect Dillon." Skye turned his attention to the others. "Thanks
for being flexible and meeting with me here."

"Free food in the palace? I'm not stupid and this is a treat," Venci
responded as he looked around the ornate room. "Never in a million
years..."

"Never what?" Skye asked.

"Never thought I'd be having breakfast in the palace with a royal prince
like it was an 'ordinary' day."

"Yeah, I have to pinch myself occasionally too," Skye laughed.

"Braden, why don't you start?" Venci said.

"Not a lot for you sir. I have to set up things with the 'little guy'.
Who has requested to meet with you in person. Also you received an
unusual request - a recent bonded, from a place called Cleve's Land, has
asked if you'd consider at least looking at some of his clothing designs.
I thought it rather bold but when I looked at some of the images I rather
liked them."

Skye laughed. "I think he meant Cleveland and honestly I'd be willing to
talk to him for that alone. But send me the images and I'll take a look.
And for the little guy, I'll trust you to get that set up. We just have
to work it in around my training and all the festivities."

"What else?" Skye asked as he thought about meeting with the fairy, Teak
Swallowfly, and wondered how it would go. He already knew his magic
reacted to him but he began wondering where it would go, had Teak already
discovered something?

"Mostly focused on helping pull stuff together for Prince Garrett."

"Same for me but I did follow up on the Moon Festival invitation..."
Venci began.

Dillon gasped and all eyes turned to him. "Sorry."

"What is it Dillon?"

"Sorry I thought I heard that you were invited to the Moon Festival."

"That's correct," Venci said. "Are you familiar with it? Prince Skye and
Prince Garrett were invited by Queen Caladwen."

"But..."

"Dillon, come sit with us," Skye said.

Dillon looked around and nervously sat in the chair beside Skye.

"But what? Is there something you can tell us about the festival?" Venci
asked.

"Well, I'm just surprised I guess. It's very sacred to the elves and very
few outsiders are ever included. It's also... well... uhm... there's just
no way to say this nicely."

"Go on Dillon," Skye encouraged.

"It's a huge elaborate feast and fertility celebration. It's not uncommon
for it to end up with everyone pairing up or even small groups forming
for 'intimate' activities... if you know what I mean."

"You mean it ends up in an orgy?" Braden squeaked.

"Yeah... sort of. But it's mostly couples doing things at the same time,
not like swapping or sharing. It's not just elves, the nymphs, fairies,
and pixies are also often included. I was always given to understand it
made for more 'options'," Dillon explained.

"So humans or dragons aren't normally invited?" Braden asked.

"I've never heard of dragons being invited. While I was never permitted
to attend, I did sneak in and spy on what was happening a number of
times. And as for humans... Well, I've overheard some of the elders and
they'd talk about the 'good ole days' when human men and women were part
of the festivities. Please don't take this wrong, but I got the
impression they weren't invited and given a choice. More like they were
passed around for you know..."

"So I should decline?" Skye asked looking at each of them.

"I'm afraid it would be taken as a slight. Do you want to risk insulting
Queen Caladwen?" Venci asked.

"What do you think Dillon?" Skye asked.

"You can't consider it!" Braden said firmly.

"I'm not sure. I agree that if you were invited it is seen by the elves
as an honor. But I'd sure go in with eyes open and be real careful. I
know how you hate casual sex and it could be a set up." Dillon said.

"Skye, please don't put yourself in danger," Braden pleaded.

"Unfortunately, with everything that's happened and the Fae court being
disbanded I don't think we can afford to insult them. Venci, go ahead and
accept on behalf of myself and Garrett. I'll talk with Prince Argos and
get his advice. He may also have some ideas on precautions I can take."

"Could you take Dillon with you?" Braden asked.

"No, I've been banished. I'd never even get close. Rilien probably could,
but I'm not sure if that would be a good idea. He's both young and rather
innocent. I'm not sure how he'd deal with it."

"No, absolutely not. I'm not risking Rilien and honestly I'm not sure I'd
let you go even if you could. I'm sure Prince Argos and I can figure out
something."


*   Scene 4   *

Garrett and Kleitos had gone to check on Nikias and help make sure he was
ready for the dinner that evening and the big day tomorrow. Nik had been
staying at the Academy dorms. It was a convenient way to comply with the
required separation and yet stay close with some guys he knew since most
of Skye's guards had chosen to stay in the dorms as well.

Skye had managed to get some time with Prince Argos who was both
concerned and supportive of Skye's plight. He agreed Skye and Garrett
couldn't really decline but had some ideas on how to ensure their safety.
Pater was going to take those matters in hand and told Skye not to worry
about it. That he would ensure that Skye had back up.

Feeling a little better about the Moon Festival, Skye had some time to
kill and wasn't sure what to do. They'd already done the fitting and that
hadn't taken much time. He sat in the parlor and thought, enjoying the
beautiful space and the sun streaming in through the large windows. Being
so used to a hectic schedule of training, meetings, and obligatory
appearances he wasn't sure what to do. His dragon was rather quiet and he
felt no need to shift, besides he was a little worried about getting
himself into trouble again. Then thoughts turned toward Earth and how
much he missed his grandparents and his friends - well mostly Jasper, but
still. His grandparents had missed his wedding and now they were missing
River's. Even if it was to a guy, he knew they would have wanted to be
there for them.

"You okay?"

The voice startled Skye and he turned to see Willow watching him.

"Sorry, I didn't see you or even sense you coming in."

"You looked distracted... and a little sad. Can I help?" Willow came and
sat beside Skye on the couch. Skye thought he was such a pretty young
man, exotic and tempting and innocent at the same time.

"No, just missing people from home... back on Earth," Skye said.

"Oh... guess I'm lucky. I have all my family here - thanks to you."

Skye pulled Willow into a hug as his eyes filled with tears. Times like
this confused him the most. He wanted to fight his 'gifts,' fight
bringing more men into his life and then something would happen to remind
him that he made someone else's life better, with those 'gifts' he hated.

"Whenever I get really confused or sad I like to go into the gardens.
Being around nature and growing things helps me. Is there someplace like
that for you?" Willow continued.

Skye thought about it and while being in the gardens was a favorite, the
other place that brought him piece was the chapel. Lighting candles for
the others had helped more than he ever expected. Maybe he could light
candles for his grandparents and Jasper...

"Yeah. Thank you Willow."

"If that doesn't work, I could distract you." Willow ran his hand up
Skye's thigh and gave him a nudge.

"You are very good at distracting."

"See? That's what I keep telling the others. Jos understands. He'll be
here tonight for the dinner you know..."

"Yeah. Just make sure you don't distract him until he's free. Okay?"

The most wicked smile lit Willow's face. "I might give him a few
reminders along the way, just so he's ready. But I promise I'll be good."

Skye laughed, already feeling a little better as he made his way to the
palace chapel. He entered the grand space, still thinking it should at
least have been called a cathedral. It was eerily quiet. No one else
appeared to be present so Skye made his way back to the small prayer
chapel, the Zephyr Chapel, he'd used before. A few candles were already
burning so he knelt and lit one for his grandfather, grandmother, and
then Jasper.

He knelt a while longer, staring into the flames and sending out his
silent plea for help in dealing with everything that was happening. The
critical voice still nagged at him and the guilt of being with others
besides his mate weighed on his soul. While starting to feel a little
more at ease that his life partner was a man, he didn't have any good way
to justify the other. Saying it was because of the 'magic' seemed like a
weak excuse. And then Willow's words hit again, how Skye had made his
life better. Skye felt the conflict building again when he heard a slight
noise behind him.

Skye stood and when he entered into the main chapel, he saw a man in
priest's robes sitting toward the front. As he approached and saw the
short-cropped dark hair he knew it had to be Ian.

"Ah, Prince Skye, it is good to see you again."

"Ian. I hope I didn't disturb you."

"Not at all, I hope the same. I saw you enter and wanted to make sure
that I was available to you if you needed anything."

"Nah, still struggling... but I think that's just the way things are
going to be."

"Being here, that's a good place to start. I know the Empire and dragon
culture is a lot to take in. It throws so many of our assumptions and
beliefs into question that it can give you a killer headache."

Skye chuckled. "Yeah and for someone born with a guilty conscience..."

"I think that's why I initially went into the priesthood. My own way to
make amends for all those thoughts I was having," Ian said.

"Did it work?"

"Make me feel less guilty? Goodness no. But then this strange thing
happened and I ended up mated on a strange, new world. Mated to a 'man',
a gorgeous soul who rocked my world - being a dragon is secondary since
most of my guilt was about lusting after men. Then divine intervention
happens and I get my very own man who is sexier than anyone I ever lusted
after."

"Yeah, tell me about it. So... you're calling it divine intervention?"

"You have a better explanation? How else can something so far-fetched and
wild be described as anything else? For me at least my bond-mate is
everything I ever wanted and more. How could that not be an answer to my
prayers?"

"I think I can wrap my mind around Garrett being a divine gift and yeah,
he's more than I ever dreamed. What I struggle with is this magic, mojo
shit - sorry - stuff and the bonding and the sex with everyone I meet
crap. I'm supposed to be with my mate, it seems like I'm making it cheap
by being with the others."

"Has it changed how you are with your mate?"

Skye started to answer and then stopped himself and thought a bit. "Yes
and no. Other than impeding on our time for just us, I guess not in a bad
way. I think we're both more aware of how good and special it is between
just us. Bringing in another is fun and doesn't so much take away from it
as it makes it different. Me being with others is 'enjoyable', don't get
me wrong, but it's like a whole different activity. Yeah, it's still sex
and it feels good but it is 'not' the same. Being with Garrett is like
sharing my soul, my mind and body and everything in between. Sorry, I get
a rush just thinking about it."

Ian gave Skye a knowing smile. "Believe me I understand. I've got a bond-
mate too. And yeah, nothing compares. He's tried to get me to be more
open to Draga's culture and dragons' views on sex and that's without any
magic mojo interference. I'd say the same, it's enjoyable but."

"Don't you feel guilty?" Skye asked.

"At first... don't forget I've also had ten years to adjust. I still
prefer to just be with my mate but knowing - and I mean intimately mind-
to-mind, knowing he's okay with it and enjoys me being with others has
helped. Is it as good? Certainly not. Yet, I like doing things to turn
him on, and if seeing me with someone else works him up, I get to reap
the rewards when I get him alone again."

"Any suggestions for me?" Skye asked.

"I think you'll find a way to make it work. I'll talk to the other
priests but maybe if you focus on Garrett and do those things that make
your relationship with him stronger. If you have to be with someone
because of your magic, is there a way to do it that pleases Garrett? Or
is there a way to include him so he doesn't feel left out? Look for ways
to light his fire and then make sure you get some time, as you put it,
just with him."

"Thanks Ian," Skye said grasping his hand and feeling the tingle and heat
of his magic course through his veins. Skye was immediately hard and
feeling flushed. "Sorry - talk about feeling guilty."

"Guess the last time wasn't a fluke after all," Ian said - his own face
just as flushed.

"No, I've had it work the other way but never has it gone away after
someone hits my magic radar."

"I told my mate... he... uhm... thought it was hot," Ian confessed.

"What that my magic noticed you?"

"Yes, but his response was how much he liked the thought - picturing you
and me..."

"Okay, so I'm going to crawl into the corner now and die of
embarrassment."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you and well it may not matter
anyway."

"Why's that?"

"My mate is a medic with HealthCorps and he just got notice that he's
being reassigned to a ship. We're still working out the details but I'll
be leaving to serve with him. I'll have to go through some training
before we go off-planet so probably won't be here much longer."

"Do you know the name of the ship?" Skye asked.

"Yeah, it's the Temero. It ships out in just under six months."

Skye burst out laughing and put his head forward to rest on the pew in
front of him. When he finally got his breath he turned to Ian. "Divine
intervention can be a bitch."

"What?" Ian asked in confusion.

"Garrett and I are assigned to the Temero. So we might just have to
figure this out after all."

Skye felt a little better as he walked back - no less guilty but just
knowing that Ian had some of the same thoughts made it better. After all,
if priest can adjust to this, I should be able to, Skye thought.

He heard music and wondered where it was coming from. As he approached
the ballroom, he saw one of the large doors was ajar. He turned to the
guards with him and asked them to wait. He quietly went to the door and
peeked inside.

There in the middle of the otherwise empty room, were Claudius and Tiev.
They were dancing like the ballroom was full and alive with guests. Skye
watched silently taking in the scene and carefully reached out with his
mind. What he picked up was not at all what he expected.

Claudius and Tiev were in their own world and at the moment the only one
who existed for either was his partner. They spun around the floor to the
music, embracing and lost in each other's eyes. Skye felt sad for them,
they were reliving a moment long ago - before the accident, before anyone
had died or hard decisions had to be made. They were young men, enjoying
the love of their life, dancing at a celebration for the treaty just
signed bringing new worlds into the Empire. They were remembering the
food, the music, and how much they enjoyed each other. Then he caught
Tiev remembering what came after, sneaking up to Claudius's room for mad,
passionate sex while everyone else danced below. They wanted to be
together for ever and it was the next day that Claudius's father had
forbidden them from continuing their relationship. Skye put the pieces
together from their memories, each reliving the past from their own
perspective. The accident came only a week later.

Skye took it all in and felt a pang of guilt. They may not have been
bond-mates, but there was no doubt in his mind that they loved each other
with everything they had. The universe had schemed against them and
forced them into exile. There was no doubt that if Claudius had stayed at
court he would have been required to take a human bond-mate and
relinquished Tiev to concubinage or forced to leave him all together.

Sky stepped away trying to be as quiet as possible so as not to disturb
their moment.

"Sorry gentlemen, let's move on," Skye said to the guards as he started
thinking about what he'd picked up at dinner the night before and how it
fit with what he just learned.


*   Scene 5   *

"Remember, you can look but you have to keep your distance - no talking
and definitely no touching," Skye said as he helped Dillon put the
finishing touches to River.

"I can't do it! I miss him so damn much. Skye, please..." River begged.

"Dude, it's not my choice. I didn't make up these rules."

"How did you survive? I don't remember you being miserable."

Skye laughed. "I was but to be honest I was still struggling a bit with
the marrying a guy thing and besides 'we' were already bonded."

"Help please. I'm going to fuck this up, I just know it."

"Listen little bro, it's just a dinner and you're way more level-headed
than me. You'll be bonded tomorrow and then you have full permission and
the expectation to fuck like bunnies."

"But I need him NOW!"

"River, I have an idea," Dillon said quietly enough that they almost
missed it. River and Skye both turned to Dillon expectantly.

"Well?" Skye said, "Don't be bashful now - I know you've got a devious
mind, out with it."

"Please don't take this the wrong way but you can be rather, uhm...
ribald."

"I don't even know what the hell that means," River exclaimed.

"He means you can be earthy or raunchy in how you refer to sex."

"Oh yeah... so?"

"Well, given how direct you are and how you like to tease..." Dillon
continued.

"Yeah?"

"What if you made it a game? You could see how worked up you can make
your future mate. You know, tease, flirt and otherwise drive Nikias mad
with desire. That way by the time you get to post-bonding activities
he's... out of control?"

"Fuck. I like the way you think Dillon," River said.

"He's got a point River. If you're focused on making Nik burn with lust,
you might be able to control your own. Puts you in control and I agree,
the outcome would be quite enjoyable."

"Ha! You said it bro. Okay, we've got a plan." River looked at his
reflection and gave a big smile. "Oh is he gonna burn..."

The gathering hall outside the main dining room was loud and boisterous.
A quartet played in the corner while servants passed trays of drinks and
hors d'oeuvres. Skye scanned the room trying to spot his mate. Garrett
had been with Nik most of the afternoon so Skye wasn't even sure what he
was wearing. He spotted Kleitos... Father and Pater. Claudius and Tiev
looked like they'd cleaned up well. Is that... Skye wondered seeing the
long dark curtain of hair on a drool-worthy body. Oh, my god! His mind
screamed as the man turned toward him. Skye was speechless, seeing
Garrett's lustful smile, his dark eyes focused directly on him. It was
then he realized that Garrett had chosen to wear something unlike
anything Skye had seen him in before. It reminded Skye of the styles from
India. A long linen jacket over linen pants with sandals. He had a shirt
as well, but it was open, revealing a broad expanse of dark golden muscle
and even the curve of those magnificent pecs. He could almost feel the
firm flesh beneath his fingers, taste the skin on his tongue.

Skye felt like his feet were frozen to the floor. He heard the crack and
then felt the liquid pouring over his hand as the glass flute burst in
his grasp. He just had time to register that he'd broken it when Dillon
was there, cloth in hand - cleaning him up and picking up the broken
pieces.

Dillon stood and checked Skye's hand carefully. "I thought River was the
one who was going to drive his intended to distraction. You don't think
Garrett picked up on that do you?"

Skye wondered and looked back to Garrett and watched in mixed horror and
lust as Garrett slid a hand inside the front of his shirt - obviously
caressing his chest before pulling the shirt aside, just enough for Skye
to see him pinch his nipple. Then as Skye gasped, Garrett removed his
hand, adjusted his shirt and turned back to those around him. "Oh god
Dillon, I am so screwed."

Dillon put a reassuring hand to Skye's arm. He leaned in and whispered.
"Turnabout is fair play you know. Who is the dragon with the magic talent
to bring orgasm without touching?"

Skye turned to look at Dillon in surprise. "What?"

"You're forgetting your talents. Didn't say you had to take him all the
way... but why let him have all the fun?"

Skye stared at his mate from across the room, taking in every inch. The
linen draped over his body, giving just enough hint to the curves and
bulges to make Skye's cock swell in anticipation. He watched as Garrett
laughed, his hair swaying as his body shook. It was almost hypnotizing -
that thick luxurious mane that Skye knew felt so soft and silky running
across his body.

"Your mouth is hanging open bro. Doesn't make you look too intelligent,"
River said bumping into Skye's shoulder and knocking him out of his
stupor.

"Yeah... So you doing okay?"

"Obviously better than you. I caught Nik's eye long enough to give him a
little show. Seems someone else had the same idea. So who are all these
people?"

"Draga's elite. Politicians, leaders, ambassadors, business men, anyone
Father wanted to impress or make feel important. I'm sure there are more
schemes at play than you or I could ever imagine."

"Be careful big brother, it appears Queen Caladwen just spotted you and I
could be wrong but I think she's swooping in for a kill. My cue to go
flirt some more."

"River! Don't leave me..." Skye whispered as he saw Caladwen approaching.

"Your Majesty, so good to see you again," Caladwen cooed. She was as
stunning as ever - her bright blond hair piled artfully on her head, with
gems strategically placed catching the light whenever she moved. Her gown
in shades of pale blue, light and translucent almost as if she were
wearing clouds.

"Queen Caladwen, it is an honor as always Your Majesty." Skye pulled her
hand to his lips and gave a gentle brush of his lips.

"Thank you Skye, you've just made every other woman swoon with jealousy.
If you kissed me properly I believe they might just faint - perhaps
several of the young men as well."

"Oh but that would be too cruel and besides, this is an evening to
celebrate Prince Nikias and River. I won't distract from their special
time."

"My, my... such an eloquent young beauty. How do you manage to keep your
modesty knowing that most of the people around you are imagining you
gracing their bed?"

"You are too kind my lady. As long as you stand next to me I can hide in
obscurity, lost in the shadow of your beauty."

Queen Caladwen tipped her head in acknowledgement as if ceding that Skye
had won that round.

"I am so pleased that you have accepted my invitation to the Moon
Festival."

"Garrett and I are honored that you would include us."

Bells chimed loudly signaling that dinner was now being served. The huge
doors from the drawing room into the grand dining hall opened. Skye bowed
and extended his arm, ushering Queen Caladwen to her seat. The table was
huge, but already full to overflowing with the table settings, elaborate
lighting sconces and bowls of fruits and breads. Each place setting had
an illuminated hologram of the guest's name.

Skye found his own seat after escorting Queen Caladwen and was pleased to
see Garrett was across from him. To his left was Kleitos and to his
right, Christos. Willow sat across and to Garrett's left. He looked
around and found Nik and River on the other side of Darius and Argos
farther down the table. Claudius and Tiev were just beyond also sitting
across from each other. Skye kept his shields down, letting the thoughts
and conversations flitter across his consciousness. He sat for a moment,
just taking it all in as everyone found their place.

A familiar presence peaked his interest and Skye turned to see Kwill just
taking a seat farther down the table to his right. He mentally reached
out and gave a warm greeting. **Welcome back.**

**Thank you. It's good to be here. Glad to see you haven't gotten in
'too' much trouble since I was gone,** Kwill responded.

**I'm working on it...** Skye smiled as he caught Garrett giving him a
curious look.

**Just saying hello to Kwill. You hungry yet?** Skye thought to Garrett.

**Starved. You look beautiful by the way...* Garrett smiled and his dark
eyes sparkled in the light.

**Thank you. Someone else just told me the same thing, right before they
tried to get me to kiss them.**

**Who?** Garrett demanded.

Skye smiled, partially in surprise, he'd assumed that Garrett would have
picked up on it as it happened. Perhaps he'd been distracted.

**I'm hungry too. Lunch was forever ago and the hors d'ouevres weren't
enough.** Skye sent and then when he was sure Garrett was looking, slowly
licked along his bottom lip while at the same time, he reached out with
his magic and let it lick up Garrett's neck.

Garrett's eyes went wide and he let out a little squeak of surprise.
Several nearby guests turned to look at him with questioning eyes.

"Excuse me, too much bubbly," Garrett said before glaring at Skye.

"You're going to have to keep an eye on him Skye. Seems big brother is a
little stale on his etiquette," Kleitos whispered.

Skye turned his attention back to Garrett and waited until the server had
leaned forward to place the plate in front of him - then Skye let his
magic 'lick' Garrett's nipples. Skye couldn't see Garrett's face but he
heard the small sound that escaped.

"Thank you," Skye said to the server as the first course was set.

When the servers stepped away, Garrett seemed to be very focused on his
food. Skye turned to Christos and saw the smile building as he raised one
of his dark eyebrows, his violet eyes sparkling in delight. Skye felt the
mental nudge from Christos before he mind-spoke.

**You're messing with him aren't you?**

**Yup. I want to make sure he's good and ready for later. By the way,
that was the perfect way to get my 'mental' attention. You're getting
better at this mind-speaking stuff,** Skye sent.

**It must be cool to be able to do it with anyone. But I'm glad I can do
it with you.**

**I think Garrett needs a little more distraction, you agree?**

**Most definitely,** Christos thought loudly.

Skye waited until Garrett brought the spoon of soup to his lips and then
let his magic reach out again. This time he focused on his tender little
opening, imagining licking and teasing as his tongue opened up his mate.

Garrett snorted and came just short of spitting the soup out of his
mouth. His eyes went wide as he clamped his lips closed. The faintest of
sounds still escaped.

Skye focused on his soup and pretended as though nothing were unusual as
he let his magic continue to work Garrett's hole. After a few spoonfuls
of soup had passed his lips, he felt a hand on his thigh and looked to
his left to see Kleitos give him a knowing wink.

**Skye... please.** Garrett pleaded.

Skye looked up to catch Garrett's gaze. Even if he couldn't read
Garrett's thoughts, his expression and the look in his eyes would have
told him that his mate was on the edge. **Please what?**

**Stop. I can't take any more. I'm going to embarrass myself and everyone
else if you keep up.**

**You don't like what I'm doing?** Skye mentally asked while he imagined
himself sliding his finger in and out of Garrett's hole.

Garrett let out a mournful whimper and those seated close, all turned
their eyes to him.

"You okay big brother?" Kleitos asked while giving Skye's leg a squeeze.

Garrett just nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

**You know that's not it... You know exactly what I'm feeling and
thinking and wishing - I want you to fuck me so badly I can't think
straight.**

**Good. If you didn't flaunt that hot sexy body of yours and look so
delicious, maybe I could resist. But I agree, this is Nik and River's
night and I'll try to restrain myself.**

Skye pulled back his attention and when Garrett gave him a look of
relief, Skye gave his best sultry stare licking his lips as he let his
eyes trail down Garrett's body, across his massive chest with aroused
nipples and then as if he could see through the table - focusing on his
crotch. He even managed to contain his smile when he heard the small
whimper from his mate.

The next course was served and Skye turned his attention to the other
conversation and thoughts along the table. Most of what he picked up was
exactly what he would have expected. He found Kwill shielding strongly
and let his mind glide past. He looked up and found eye contact with
Tiev, giving a brief smile as Tiev's thoughts caught his attention.

Tiev wasn't just admiring Skye - he was full on imagining Skye lying with
his mate Claudius while he watched. That was followed by thoughts of
dragonlings and ponderous thoughts of what it would take for them to
convince Skye to try helping them have one of their own. Skye swallowed
hard and resisted the urge to withdraw. He let his mind go deeper to see
if he could pick up more. He felt only a slight relief when he confirmed
Tiev wasn't thinking threat or violence - only desperate need and hope
that they could 'convince' Skye somehow.

"You don't like it?" Christos voice startled Skye back to the present.

"What?"

"The palate cleanser? I thought it was good."

"No, it's fine."

"From the face you were making something sure didn't taste good,"
Christos said with the most skeptical of looks.

Skye then realized that Chris had picked up on his emotion too. He turned
a glance to Kleitos and saw that he was looking at him with concern as
well.

**Sorry guys, honest it's okay. Just picked up some thoughts that made
me... uncomfortable and a little confused.** Skye mind-sent to both.


*   Scene 6   *

The big evening finally over, they walked back to the room surrounded by
Darius's guards. Skye had already sent River off to bed with a hug,
relieved that Kwill was going to get River settled and do something to
help him sleep - letting Skye off the hook. The evening had gone well,
River had survived, though Skye did find it amusing that Nikias was about
as worked up as Garrett.

Skye smiled to himself, Garrett was positively vibrating with need. Skye
slid his hand down to Garrett's ass and squeezed his ass-cheek
suggestively. He knew the guards would see, but a little grope wasn't too
much. With his own guards, Skye would have slid his hands inside the
pants and done more than grope.

Garrett jumped at his touch and muttered under his breath. "Skye!"

Skye moved his hand up to the small of Garrett's back and felt the
muscles tighten at his touch. Skye felt the blood rushing to his dick at
the reminder of how ready Garrett was and how those muscles would feel
pressed against his body. He guided Garrett into their suite as the
guards took up position.

Garrett turned and grabbed Skye, a hand to either side of his face as he
pulled him in and savagely kissed him, his tongue begging to be allowed
inside.

Skye opened to him and pressed his body to Garrett. No matter how many
times it happened, each time they came together Skye was again reminded
of how their bodies fit together - like they were two halves of a whole.
Garrett's tongue explored his mouth, his lips crushed against Skye as a
low growl began to build and vibrate sending shivers through Skye's body.

"Fuck baby. That was cruel, you've had me so hot and ready - it was like
torture. And my brother better sleep with one eye open... that's all I've
gotta say."

"What?" Skye leaned back a bit so he could see Garrett's eyes.

"You didn't notice? Fuck! How could you not notice? Kleitos's hands all
up and down your leg and in your crotch. Hell that's my crotch! Your dick
and balls are mine to play with not his! And then Chris started. Both
making sure I watched as they touched you - when I couldn't! Pater ever
sits us across from each other again I'm going to have words."

"Are you jealous?" Skye teased giving a gentle tug on Garrett's ass as he
pulled him into his body, letting their cocks press against each other.

Garrett's eyes blazed as he let out another low rumbling growl and
smashed his lips against Skye. The kiss was hard and needy, lasting for
several minutes before they broke apart.

"Guess we should get ready for bed, tomorrow's a big day." Skye pulled
away from Garrett and headed toward the bath.

"Hell no! You get your ass back here Skye! We aren't done."

Sky turned to look over his shoulder and saw Garrett's eyes flaming with
need. Skye could feel Garrett's dragon, his magic bubbling just under the
surface. "I'm just going to get ready. I'm tired love - it's been a long
day."

Skye made it to the sink and had to grasp the counter for support. He
could feel Garrett's pull, his mate's need was almost overpowering. Skye
caught his breath and undressed as quickly as he could. His own body so
aroused it was almost painful. The crotch of his trousers were soaked
with his own pre-cum. He didn't bother folding or hanging anything up,
just tossed it to the corner. Skye tried brushing his teeth and startled
at his own reflection. His eyes were glowing brightly, a kaleidoscope of
rainbows. He caught Garrett's reflection a moment before his mate had his
arms wrapped around him.

"I don't mind fucking in the bath, but the bed would be more
comfortable."

Skye couldn't hold back the deep moan as he felt Garrett's swollen cock
press between his legs and the hot, strong muscles wrapped around his
back. Garrett leaned in and licked up Skye's shoulder to his neck, before
taking his ear lobe in between his teeth and biting gently. "Thank the
Father Dragon, for a minute there, I thought you were serious."

Garrett turned Skye around, their cocks pressed against each other,
Skye's hips backed up against the counter. "Not sure I like how good
you're getting at shielding and hiding your thoughts from me..."

Garrett gripped Skye's hips while he leaned down and took Skye's nipple
into his mouth and began to tease and suck.

Skye let out another moan and wondered if he'd orgasm from this alone.

Garrett moved to the other nipple then licked down Skye's stomach,
skipping his cock and moving to his inner thigh. He gently pushed Skye's
legs apart and got closer and closer to Skye's sack before taking one of
his nuts in his mouth and rolling it on his tongue. He gave Skye's balls
a thorough tongue bath before the tip of his tongue traced the line up
the bottom of Skye's shaft.

Skye let out a low growl and gripped Garrett's shoulders as his mate took
his manhood deep into his mouth. Garrett let it slide all the way into
his throat before sliding off and repeating it several times in a row.

"Someone is really close," Garrett chuckled as he teased the tip of
Skye's cock with his tongue.

"Muscled gods have that effect on me..." Skye rasped.

"Muscled gods, huh?" Garret licked his way up Skye's body and gently
ghosted his lips over Skye's skin before just brushing his own against
Skye's lips.

"Oh, yeah... you should try one."

"I am... or rather I intend to when I can get him to move to the bed."
Garrett gripped Skye's hips and lifted him so that Skye had to wrap his
legs and arms around his mate to avoid falling. "Mmmmm. Much better."

"And what does Mr. Muscled God have planned for me?" Skye asked wiggling
and flexing his ass against Garrett's hard cock.

Garrett carried Skye back into the bedroom and toward the large bed. "You
mean before or after I'm done punishing the god of lust for torturing me
all day."

"God of lust... I like that. So you gonna spank me? Get my ass all warmed
up?"

"Oh no baby, you'd like that way too much." Garrett let Skye fall
backward onto the bed and gripped Skye's swollen manhood, giving it a
gentle squeeze and a large stream of clear fluid flowed out and over his
hand.

"So what are you going to do to me?"

"Hmmm. What I should do is tuck you in and let you get some sleep. I
think that would be the best punishment..."

Skye's eyes widened and he felt a moment of panic. He wanted Garrett so
badly right now, the thought of his mate pulling away was excruciatingly
painful. He reached out and ran his finger along Garrett's strong jaw and
then ran the pad of his finger gently over his bottom lip. How could he
ever doubt divine intervention looking at that stunning face, those dark
eyes that made his heart melt, his cock hard and his body clench in need.
He leaned up and kissed Garrett, tasting him and savoring the soft lips.
Then, before Garrett could pick up the thought Skye flipped him onto his
back and pinned him to the bed.

"What?" Garrett asked in surprise.

"I'm not taking any chances Mr. Muscled God."

"Really, what kind of chances?"

"That you delay this any longer. Because if you do, I'm not sure I'd
survive." Skye kissed him again and captured Garrett's lip between his
teeth and tugged gently as he wrapped his hand around Garrett's large
shaft and squeezed."

"Me either..." Garrett lifted his hips and thrust into Skye's grip.

Skye kissed down Garrett's neck before taking one of the large nipples in
his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and teeth, his hand moved down
Garrett's thickness to his balls, gently brushing against the delicate
skin before he slid further to the heat of Garrett's dragon hole. Skye
brushed against it and Garrett lifted his hips and let out a groan.

"I think the muscled god might be a little bit aroused..."

"You know damned well how aroused I am after teasing me for hours!"

"I wanted to make sure you were ready."

"Trust me I'm ready." Garrett pulled one of his hands free, grabbed
Skye's hand and pushed it further into his crack.

"Oooooohh. So wet and slick," Skye said as he moved to the other nipple.

"Please Skye, enough already. I need you inside me."

Skye lifted Garrett as if he were a child and flipped him over onto his
knees. He grabbed both wrists and pulled them to Garrett's back. Garrett
was now bent over, his head resting on the pillows as his ass was pushed
up in the air and his knees spread.

"Much better."

"Father Dragon," Garrett moaned. Never did he think he'd find someone who
could manhandle him like Skye had just done. Garrett was big, even by
dragon standards and to have Skye totally dominate him, hold him down and
pin him - made his body throb with need.

Skye looked at the smooth, muscled golden globes of Garrett's ass and
felt his lust build even more. He bit one of Garrett's ass cheeks before
running his tongue down the crack until he reached the sweet rosebud. He
teased it and savored the taste as Garrett moaned and squirmed. Skye
pulled back and looked at the dragon hole as it opened and closed like a
sucking mouth, trying to pull him in. He brushed his tongue across him
again and tasted the sweet juices that Garrett's body produced to entice
his mate.

"Fuck me... Please. I want you inside me..."

"Someone is so wet and ready. Almost like you've been thinking about
this."

"If you don't shut the fuck up and take me... so help me Skye, you are
going to pay."

Skye gripped Garrett's hands more tightly and pushed against him letting
his hard cock slide under Garrett's balls and up the root of his cock. "I
think I'm the one in charge here stud."

"Father Dragon," Garrett whimpered as he felt Skye's strength and knew he
was totally at his mercy. There was absolutely nothing he could do except
hope that Skye was picking up his desperation through their bond.

"Of course I can feel how much you need this love. And you're almost
there..."

Garrett let out a moaning wail.

Skye put the head of his cock at Garrett's entrance and teased him.
Garrett's hole desperately trying to pull him in as Skye held back. Then,
with one thrust Skye slammed into Garrett, pushing all the way in until
his hips slammed against Garrett's ass.

Garrett cried out and his body trembled.

Skye pulled out completely then leaned down and teased the hole with his
tongue.

"No... please... fuck me, fuck me please... need your cock..." Garrett
pleaded.

Skye pushed his cock in again but this time slowly, so slowly that
Garrett began whimpering and trying to push himself back as Skye held him
in place.

"Oh no my love, I want to enjoy how tight and wet you are. This has to be
slow so I can feel every inch of your sweet hole."

Garrett had begun to glow, no longer able to contain his magic. By the
time Skye was all the way in and pulled back for his first thrust,
Garrett's body began to clench with his first anal orgasm. Skye began a
regular deep and slow thrust. Garrett was going almost mad at the
pleasure, after the first anal orgasm his nerves were super sensitive to
Skye's touch and he could feel every bit of Skye's tool inside him. Skye
could feel Garrett's pleasure and balanced his shielding, like standing
on the edge of a knife. Let too much through and he'd be lost in his own
orgasm in response, too little and he wouldn't be able to maximize
Garrett's pleasure.

"Harder!" Garrett cried out.

Skye began thrusting and kept building up his speed and force as he felt
Garrett responding. His mate loved being totally out of control and the
sense that Skye was taking pleasure in his body. Skye held Garrett's
wrists in one hand while the other gripped his shoulder so he could hold
him in place as he slammed into him over and over. Garrett's muscled ass
seemed to fit perfectly between Skye's hips and their bodies felt as one.
Garrett cried out again as another orgasm took him.

Skye noted that Garrett's thoughts were no longer rational - they were
his dragon's, the need and desire to mate. The animal lust was in control
and Garrett was grunting and moaning as Skye pounded him. Skye's own
dragon was rolling through him in ecstasy reveling in how they were in
control and taking their mate. Skye felt his own orgasm building stronger
than he'd ever felt. His own body was beginning to glow and then
Garrett's hole began stroking him, tensing and squeezing him, his flutter
slid inside of Skye's urethra, and Skye lost it. He felt Garrett explode
in his own orgasm, his manhood sending volley after volley of his seed
onto the bed - his muscles contracting and squeezing. The orgasm hit Skye
like a tidal wave. He heard his own voice making a sound that would have
otherwise terrified him. It wasn't human, it was his dragon and it was a
roar that vibrated through his body and Garrett's.

Skye lost count of how many eruptions burst from him as he came inside
his mate. Garrett's flutter couldn't handle it all and Skye could feel
his hot seed lubricating the tight passageway. He collapsed onto
Garrett's back, releasing his hands and wrapping his arms around his mate
- still buried deep inside.

Skye took a deep breath wallowing in the scent and feel of his mate. His
cock was still twitching and Garrett's nubs were still stroking him - so
sensitive that it was just short of pain. Skye took another breath and
gently withdrew kissing down Garrett's spine and then giving a lick
across the gateway to heaven, capturing the bit of seed that Garrett's
body hadn't absorbed.

Skye rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling, looking at the
reflection of their bodies glowing in the aftermath.

Garrett propped himself up on his elbows and then tried to rearrange his
hair so he could move again. "Father Dragon. That was awesome. Have I
told you how amazingly beautiful you are or how much I love you."

"Yeah, but I sort of like hearing it."

Garrett crawled over and spread his body over Skye and kissed him. "I
love you Skye Tomas Eklund D'Or Drakken."

"I love you more Garrett D'Or Drakken."

"Is that so?" Garrett kissed down Skye's body taking his cock into his
mouth and licking it clean. He tipped up Skye's hips and licked down to
his hole, letting his tongue explore. "Then you won't mind if I..."

Skye cried out as Garrett began to remind him that he wasn't the only one
with love making skills.

End Chapter 27 | (Glossary of the Family included below)


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The Family Relationships:

* Argos D' Or Drakken, human, Prince, bond-mate to Darius, 'Pater' of
Garrett, Zopyros, Kleitos, & Nikias. Adoptive father of Christos. Born on
Earth - Greece. Has some characteristics and magic of a red dragon but
not a dragon form. Artist.
* Christos D' Or Drakken, were-panther, Prince (without rights of
succession), adopted son of Darius and Argos
* Claudius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, without royal rank, brother of
Darius.
* Darius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Emperor, Father of Garrett, Zopyros,
Kleitos & Nikias, Adoptive father of Christos and bond-mated to Argos.
* Garrett D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, oldest son of Darius/Argos,
assumed heir to the Empire, bond-mate to Skye Tomas Eklund. Commander
within Galicon.
* Kleitos D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, third son of Darius/Argos.
Medic.
* Nikias D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, fourth son of Darius/Argos,
chosen is River Markus Eklund. Student.
* River Markus Eklund, chosen of Nikias. Most assume he will be a
platinum dragon, Born on Earth - U.S.A. Student.
* Skye Tomas Eklund D'Or Drakken, platinum dragon, Prince, bond-mate to
Garrett. Born on Earth - U.S.A.
* Tiev D' Or Drakken, blue dragon, partner of Claudius.
* Zopyros D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, without royal rank, second son of
Darius/Argos. Medic specializing in non-dragon/magical species.