Royal Guardian Protectors
Devin
Iwas having the most fantastic dream. Opening my eyes, I realized it wasn't a dream; Roarke had my cock down his throat and was massaging my balls with his hands. I moaned with pleasure.
"It's about time you woke up," he laughed as he went back to work on my knob.
"Ah, God, I love how you suck my dick. Fuck yes, take me all the way down," I said, feeling the tingling sensations of ecstasy.
He was moving his head with determination, going even farther down. I moaned again as my cock slid into his throat. He sighed in appreciation as well. I lifted my head; he was fucking himself into the bed while sucking my dick. His ass was in the air, and I wanted that hole.
I grabbed his head by his red hair and pulled him off my cock with a pop.
He let out a sound of displeasure. I moved back up against the headboard into a sitting position.
He crawled up, getting back to my cock. I groaned as I felt his mouth wrap around me again.
I bent over his back and spread open his ass.
To my surprise, he had a thick blue silicone butt plug spreading his asshole wide.
I pulled the base of the plug, tugging a little and causing him to gasp around my cock.
I fucked him with the plug as he sucked me down and continued to play with my balls.
I felt his fingers trail to my taint, and he began massaging my crack in earnest. The sensations were too much, and I didn't want to come this way.
I quickly pulled him off my cock again before he caused me to come and pinched the base of my cock.
I needed to be inside him now. I scooted behind him.
"I'm going to fill your ass with my cum. Then I'm going to plug it into you, with your pretty blue plug," I said as I wiggled the plug. “You’ll be my personal cum dump. Do you want that? Do you want my cum keeping your hole slick for me, so I can fuck you at any time?"
"Yes, please," he moaned, wiggling in pleasure.
I pulled out the plug, and in one motion, slid my cock into his waiting hole. A primal need bubbled in me, and I fucked his ass. I pumped in and out with enthusiasm. His tight ass squeezed around me as he screamed in pleasure. I felt him stiffen as he came. I growled, pounding into him.
“I’m coming!” I yelled, cum shooting out of me, filling his hole.
I lay on top of him as my cock pulsed, and I bit down on his shoulder. He screamed and came again as I drew his precious blood. He finally relaxed beneath me, and I withdrew my fangs, licking the wounds closed. I lay heavily on his back, panting.
"That was an amazing way to wake up, but I need more sleep now," I murmured.
He laughed. "You need sleep? I'm the one who just came twice within minutes; I think I'm dead."
I smiled at his back, still catching my breath.
I felt his stomach growl beneath me. "Come on. Let's get up. After that awesome performance, I'm hungry."
I whistled as I walked into the kitchen full of people. Krispin, Ben, Cam, and Jackson sat around the table as Colin operated the stove and cooked up breakfast. Roarke's family had yet to arrive.
"Good morning," I said, taking an empty seat.
Roarke followed me and gingerly sat in the chair next to me. I smirked, remembering how I’d rammed into his ass again as we’d gotten out of the shower.
After I was done, I’d taken his plug and put it back in. I loved he had one. I would have to see what other toys he’d collected. Catching my thoughts through our bond, Roarke blushed and smacked my arm.
A chorus of "Good mornings" echoed in the kitchen. Colin brought over a big plate of pancakes and bacon and set it in the table's center. Syrup and melting butter cascaded over them. They looked out of this world.
"Coffee?" Roarke asked. I was too busy drooling over the food to notice he had gotten up. I nodded my head yes and reached for some of the fantastic-looking pancakes.
"Roarke, when is your family coming over? You did call them?" Krispin asked.
"Yes, Angus said they should be here at nine. It's ten to, so they should be here at any moment. Did you want me to introduce you as the king?" Roarke replied, sitting back down with the coffee in his hands.
He handed mine over as I was stuffing my face. These pancakes were out of this world. Colin had missed his calling; he should have been a chef, not an enforcer. We needed to keep him.
"No, introduce me simply by my first name. I'll let them know when I'm ready," Krispin stated.
"Why are they coming?" I asked between bites.
"Tonight, I'll be joining Roarke at the council meeting," Krispin said, turning a pointed look at his mate.
"Before you ask, no, you won't be going. You'll be staying here, protecting our son."
Ben looked like he was going to argue, then simply nodded his head. Krispin continued.
"Cam, Jackson, I'd like you to stay here with Ben and Callum. Also, I want a dragon to stay as well. That's why I asked for Roarke's family to join us. I think Angus would be a good choice to leave here."
I thought about it for a moment. It was a good idea. The council was no place for a baby and added protection for the king's mate and son would be a good thing. Maybe I should leave Colin behind as well, I thought.
Roarke heard my thought and stiffened. I looked at him, and he seemed uncomfortable. What? I asked through our bond.
I think, perhaps, you should stay behind as well. There will be many unknown dragons at the council, and you're carrying our sons, he replied silently.
“I am second in my coven, powerful in my own right. If you think I'm going to stay behind, you have another think coming. There is a crazy dragon that wants to take you from me. We are a team, and this issue concerns both of us," I said out loud, staring at Roarke.
The room turned silent; you could hear a pin drop. Roarke stared back silently, seeming to collect his thoughts on how he should proceed. He gave a reluctant smile, then nodded and turned back to his plate. The tension in the air dissipated, and we continued eating.
Thank you for not fighting me on this. I promise to be careful; I sent through our bond.
A knock on the door sounded moments later, and Roarke jumped up to answer. The room was silent, but for the sound of our eating breakfast.
"Mornin'," the triplets said in unison. Roarke's dad and father followed them. Roarke quickly made introductions, introducing Krispin only as Ben's beloved.
"This food looks good," Angus said, taking a bite, moaning in appreciation. "Tastes even better."
The others quickly heaped their plates. I grinned at their enthusiasm.
"Colin made it," I mentioned as everyone tucked in.
“I think you need to keep him permanently, especially if he can cook like this. Marry me, Colin,” Angus teased, with his mouth full. Colin blushed at the compliment before standing to make more pancakes.
When we were mostly finished, Roarke addressed the elephant in the room.
"Father, why is Lord Finnley so keen on this match, and why do you fear him?" Roarke's question went down like a lead balloon. His father tensed.
"Who says I'm afraid of him?" Alister blustered.
“Father, you are not only lord of this circle, but you are the leader of the Red caste, warrior dragons. Yet, Lord Finnley thought nothing of throwing out the threat. A hundred years ago, hell, ten years ago, you would have ripped his head off where he stood. Yet, you did nothing."
As Roarke spoke, his father's face grew red, and he fidgeted in his chair. Roarke had hit the nail on the head. His father opened his mouth to respond, then stopped. He stared at Roarke, looked at me, then sighed.
"Times have changed, son," he began softly. "Lord Finnley has many friends on the council and friends even in my circle and caste."
He sighed again and explained, "Two weeks ago, Braxton, my second in command, approached me.
He gave me the ultimatum: facilitate the mating between you and Finnley, or not only face war with Finnley's circle, but Braxton would also challenge me.
In Braxton's position as my second, he has gained a lot of support from the younger Reds.
It would lead to a giant civil war within the caste. "
He turned toward Roarke. "I never wanted to force you into this mating; I love you, son. I want you happy. I know I'm overbearing and set in my ways, but that is how I grew up and how I am. I'm sorry; I should have told Braxton to shove it up his ass." He paused.
"Truth is…" He swallowed. "I was scared. Not of Braxton but of Finnley's friends on the council and what could happen to not only my circle but my caste."
Alister turned to me. "It was that fear that drove me to act the way I did. I'm sorry about the reception I gave you, Devin." I nodded my acceptance of his apology.
I knew how hard it was to admit you were afraid, especially when you were a strong alpha type who never wanted to show weakness. Roarke stood up and went to his father, hugging him tightly. I felt the forgiveness and love he had for his father through our bond.
“I love you, Father,” Roarke said softly.
Breaking the hug, Roarke’s face was determined. “Finnley and Braxton won't get away with this," he said firmly.
“When you called your inner circle last night, what did you tell Braxton?" I asked.
"I told him what I told you—that I was going to the council. He said if I went to the council, expect a challenge and to lose everything," Alister said through clenched teeth.
Krispin, who was seated quietly at the other end of the table, spoke up.
"You will not be going without allies, Lord MacNair," Krispin said formally, turning to Roarke's brothers and focusing in on Angus.
“I'm going to the council meeting. Ben and Callum are remaining behind. I'd like a dragon to stay with them. Are you willing, Angus?"
Angus looked at Krispin for a moment, then nodded.
"I'll stay with them."
"No offense, but what can you do? You're just one dragon, a strong dragon, but strong enough to face the council? I don't know," Alister said, shaking his head.
Krispin smirked and stood, walking over to Roarke's brothers.
"Rise, Angus of the Blue caste, Addison of the Purple caste, and Aaran of the Red caste," Krispin commanded.
I felt a wave of power pulse and fill the room. I had felt this power before when Krispin had released his dragon. The triplets quickly rose to their feet at the command.
Krispin's eyes glowed gold, and golden scales emerged around his head, making a crown. Gasps were heard around the table. Krispin's hand also glowed as he lifted it in front of the brothers.
“Let it be known to all dragons!” Krispin bellowed.
“That I, Krispin Adair, of the Golden caste, King and Sovereign of High Garden, Guardian of the Sacred Fire, appoint Angus of the Blue caste, Addison of the Purple caste, and Aaran of the Red caste, Royal Guardian Protectors of High Garden," Krispin proclaimed.
Bright gold light shot forth from Krispin's hand, hitting all three brothers in the chest. Angus' eyes turned bright blue, Addison's became purple, and Aaran's shifted to red. Their dragons were accepting their positions, the scales surfacing from under their skin. Angus was the first to his knees.
"I swear to you my fealty, my liege lord and king. I accept this honor and will protect you and your family with my dying breath," Angus said formally.
Addison and Aaran followed their older brother’s lead, dropped to their knees, and also pledged their fealty.
Krispin touched each of their shoulders in acknowledgment of their pledge.
He then turned to Alister, who wore a mask of awe and surprise.
Alister quickly followed suit and dropped to his knees.
"My king, you have honored my house in ways that I could not imagine. You honored my sons and even saved my youngest from dying. I owe you my life," he stated.
Krispin touched Alister's shoulder. "Roarke defended what was mine. He saved the lives of not only my Cardia but my son and heir. That day, he became my brother, even before I healed him. The giving of my blood and scales was a small price to pay," he said earnestly.
Krispin then turned to Roarke and tilted his head.
The power and strength in the room swirled around, touching everyone.
Each man stood, lifted their head in pride, and roared.
The sound was deafening, shaking the windows and the foundation.
Finnley and his friends were the ones who needed to fear.
The Dragon King was back to take his rightful place and set his kingdom in order.