Dancing with the Dragon, Chosen

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Dancing with the Dragon: Chapter 34, Take a Number, Copyright 2018 Tripp Savidge. All rights are reserved. Do not duplicate or distribute in any form without express permission of the author.

Dancing with the Dragon Chapter 34: Take a Number by Tripp Savidge

• Scene 1 *

Skye felt a little overwhelmed by the emotions and thoughts from his guards. Everyone shed their snowy coats and boots and moved into the entrance hall. Master Chen walked up to the first landing of the grand stairway and shouted for attention.

"Gentlemen!"

The room went silent, and all heads turned to Chen.

"Thank you. Master Walker will take you to your rooms and let you get settled in. Please listen for your name to be called and then follow him accordingly. And please, you are in the Emperor's home, don't break anything or make a mess. Once everyone is settled, we'll reconvene. Prince Skye, is there a place we could meet?"

"If we meet at thirteen hundred, we can have lunch served and meet in the main dining hall," Skye answered.

"Good, everyone have that? Thirteen hundred in the dining hall. If you're late, you don't eat."

Skye smiled at the commotion. None of the dragons he knew would give up food without a fight. He guessed the other guards might agree as well.

"Hey," a voice called behind Skye.

He turned and let out a surprised "Hey!" before pulling Venci into his arms. "I wasn't expecting you!"

"I hope it's not a problem, Sir."

"Of course not, but why did you want to leave the nice warm capital for the tundra?"

"Because it's my job? Braden will stay in Capital City and handle anything on that end. But one of us should really be with you - wherever that happens to be."

"You're more senior; you could have sent Braden off to the cold."

"He's had more time with you. I need to get to know you better so I can do a better job as your secretary, stay one step ahead and all..."

"Uh huh." Skye had his shields down enough to know that while that was the truth - it was only part of it. The other piece had to do with Braden already being bonded and Venci not getting so much as a second glance. At least that's how he saw it. Skye mentally poked his dragon and took a moment to really look at Venci.

No question that he was a handsome copper, but Skye found Venci's strong resemblance to his cousin Jerrick both erotic and uncomfortable. It had him missing Jerrick and feeling guilty that anything he did with Venci would be cheating on Jerrick. There were differences too, Venci was more slender without as much muscle, and rather than long auburn braids, Venci had a stylish pompadour that hung down over his eyes. And there was the way he moved.

'Makes you think of things doesn't it?' Skye's dragon whispered in his mind. Yeah, it does, Skye admitted. Jerrick was clearly a soldier and moved with confidence and a sense of purpose. Venci's movements were smooth, graceful, and sensual. More like an exotic dancer.

"I like that," Venci whispered.

"Pardon?"

"The way you were looking at me."

Skye blushed and felt a nudge from his dragon. 'We'll have to claim him eventually. Our magic did notice him...' I know, Skye responded to his dragon before turning his gaze to Venci. "I'm not sure what you're going to do while you're here. I don't have appointments or work that I can think of..."

"No, but I have several things to go over with you. You have a number of invitations, offers, and proposals. I have updates from Captain Nekko and information I need to review with Prince Garrett regarding the Temero. We also have to review your investments and make sure you're thinking of your future. The bank is concerned that your account is getting quite sizeable and it's just sitting there..."

"It is?" Skye asked in surprise. "Why would it be getting bigger? I don't make that much."

"We can review it," Venci said glancing at the crowd around them.

"Oh," Skye realized that this probably wasn't the time and place. Just then, Walker called out.

"Venci Lopez and Jayce Roberts."

"Guess that's my queue." Venci followed Walker upstairs along with Jayce.

"Finally calming down a bit." Garrett stepped up beside Skye and placed an arm over his shoulder.

"That, it is. Nice to have them all here. Not sure about how this training will go, but it was great that they accommodated River." Most of the new guard were now off getting moved in. Skye leaned into Garrett and could almost feel the tension leach out of his body. Everything was better when Garrett was with him.

"Like they had a choice," Garrett snickered. "We should probably double check to make sure everything is set up for lunch. You feeling okay?"

"Yeah, why? Shouldn't I be?"

"Eh, no reason. Just you haven't been as um... needy lately."

"I think we've been too busy and there's been so much excitement and so many things going on... Guess I haven't really thought about it."

"Bet you think about it now that all these hot untried men are here," Garrett teased smacking Skye on the ass.

Skye followed Garrett into the dining hall. That is so, not fair!

Oh babe, you have no idea. My first year I had to fuck at least four times a day to stay sane. Garrett moved farther into the room and snickered mentally at Skye's reaction.

Well obviously it wasn't enough, was it? Skye retorted. He could feel his dragon rolling through him - not quite pacing but agitated. Guess you agree with him, Skye thought to his dragon. 'Mmmm, I do and so many we have yet to bond. You can try to ignore it, but they're all thinking about when their time will come.' Please don't remind me. There's only one dragon I want in my bed.

Skye took a deep breath and tried to push back the rising heat Garrett, and his dragon's thoughts had fueled. It had become an almost constant internal battle. Okay, time to focus on the here and now. He looked around. The room seemed somewhat drab without the tree and holiday decorations. The banquet table had been expanded to handle their new guests and was already set.

"They're going to get spoiled with the food here," Garrett said with a nudge to Skye. Maybe with the sex too, if you relax enough.

"Garrett! Stop. I'm fine if they get spoiled with the meals here. It will give them something fond to remember when we're on the ship and eating that reconstituted stuff you call food." Skye intentionally ignored any of Garrett's innuendo.

"Aw, come on, Skye. It's not that bad, and you liked several of the dishes."

"Yeah, until I found out most of it was fake." Skye's stomach still did an occasional flip when he thought of how the food was generated for space travel. It wasn't the taste or consistency that bothered him; it was seeing the various drab substances that were "transformed." I guess it's at least not "Soylent Green" Skye consoled himself.

Soon all twelve of his guards had gathered at the table along with his grandparents, Dillon, River, Nik, and Garrett. Skye quickly introduced the new guards to Dillon, Venci, and his grandparents.

When the group had finished eating Master Chen stood, drawing everyone's attention.

"Gentlemen. Once I've finished, we'll be heading to the barns to begin. Let me begin by introducing Colonel Bianchi. Some of you may at least know of him by reputation. Bianchi has been training at the academy for a number of years and is regarded as the best. He will be working with us to help you come up to speed. The focus of our time here is on dragon flight and carrying riders. We won't spend a lot of time on air combat because if it comes down to that, you're as good as dead. With modern tech and weapons, it has become pointless. However, good flying and riding skills can be used in a variety of situations."

Skye thought about Chen's words and couldn't help but picture some of the history lessons where men attempted to storm opponents with machine guns. Yeah, tactics had to change with the times and technology was often the wild card. Chen gave a nod to Colonel Bianchi and sat.

"All of you will learn the basics of riding, how to saddle a dragon and how to care for and handle the tack. Non-dragons will spend more time on the equipment and emergency dragon first-aid. Dragons will be learning how to fly with a rider and what to do in an emergency and how to catch a rider who has been dislodged. How many of you have ridden a dragon?" Colonel Bianchi asked.

Skye looked around and was surprised at the small number of hands in the air, Jayce, River, Mica, and Fiske. He noticed Dillon's hand wasn't raised, so he reached out to him. Hey, put your hand up.

But, I'm not a guard, Dillon objected as he timidly raised his hand.

Bianchi's focus latched onto Dillon quickly. "You've ridden?"

"Yes, Sir." Dillon looked petrified.

"My brother said he's a natural, sir," Garrett said.

"I'll remember that. Okay, so not a lot of experience riding. How many of you were trained on handling riders while in dragon form?" Colonel Bianchi asked.

Several more hands went up - all the dragons except Skye and River. Even Venci raised his hand. Skye figured he'd learned from Dillon's inclusion and didn't want to be called out.

"Okay, to be expected. Any of you have training beyond the Academy's standard requirement?"

No hands were raised.

"Looks like we have our work cut out for us. Let's bundle up and head out to the barn. We've got a lot to cover so let's get started."

Skye saw River and Colonel Bianchi headed his way.

"Prince Skye, would it be possible for Dillon to join in our exercises?"

"It would be up to him, but it's fine with me. But you know he's not a guard?"

"He's acting as your valet, correct?" Bianchi asked watching Dillon across the room.

"Yes, sir."

"His Majesty left standing orders that he'd like anyone close to you trained if it was appropriate or we saw a need. If there were ever an emergency and you had to take to the air, it would be good if you didn't have to leave him behind."

Skye felt like he'd had the wind knocked out of him. He looked over at Dillon and realized how unprepared they were. "Yes, he should be included. I never thought of that."

"That's what we're here for son. It's nice you're not so battle-scarred and jaded that you assume the worst. I'm guessing from your reaction that you couldn't leave him behind."

"Never." Skye felt like a huge weight had just been dropped on his shoulders.

"What was that about?" River asked causing Skye to jump.

"He's going to include Dillon in the flight training. Just in case."

"In case of what?"

"We ever had an emergency, and I needed to get him away by air."

"Fuck, Dude. That never occurred to me."

"Yeah... now I'm thinking of who else I need to have trained, and how to do it. They're back at the Palace."

"We'll figure it out. We can ask Colonel Bianchi; he may have ideas." River held Skye back as the others went to get their coats.

"What's up? Think of something else?" Skye asked.

"First, thanks for having my back. I have no idea when I'll need to shift again."

"Sure, I remember all too well. You will have some warning though and know it's coming. Just head for open space as soon as you can, it happens quicker than you'd think."

"You trust me, right?"

Skye turned to look at River. "Of course."

"My dragon's real upset that you haven't bonded the other guys. Sorry I can't explain it better - he just thinks it's important."

"You mean the other guards?" Skye asked glancing toward where they were suiting up.

"And Venci."

Skye glared at River. I don't want to and I sure as hell am not going to have sex with Leesai, he thought to himself. Skye felt a nudge from his dragon and heard the voice in his head 'You don't have to. You bonded Nik and River without sex. Though I may fight you on not having sex with Jayce.'

"Let me know when you're done," River snickered.

"What?"

"I can tell when you're arguing with yourself. Now that I have a dragon in my head, I can empathize."

"I don't want any more lovers." Skye tried for firm, but it came out whiney enough to make him cringe.

"Now that I have Nik, I actually think I understand that. You've bonded without sex; you could do it all fancy-like in a ceremony like we did for Zo."

"Maybe. That might work for some..." Skye paused and took a deep breath. "A few of them would be really disappointed, and from what the guys said, they'd always feel 'less than.'"

"I don't, but then, you're my brother, and I think we've always been connected."

Skye was speechless as he watched River walk away. Was that true? Grandpa said something similar. Skye hurried to catch up with the others.

• Scene 2 *

"That was an intense day," River muttered as they walked up the stairs.

"You both did very well. Colonel Bianchi was very pleased," Kwill added.

"Thanks. Gotta say the next week is looking a whole lot scarier. Thanks for the save by the way," Skye added.

"My pleasure. After all, it is my job to care for you. You know, flying as a human is not the same as flying as a dragon. There's nothing to be ashamed about. Personally, I think a little fear shows intelligence." Kwill patted Skye on the back as he turned and headed off in the other direction.

"So embarrassing," Skye muttered.

"Quit. You weren't the only one freaked out riding for the first time." River said as he bumped shoulders with Skye.

"They didn't have a panic attack or scream like a little girl. I have a lot more sympathy for Rilien."

"Don't sweat it. Besides, you wouldn't have heard them scream. Corbin confided that big scary were-dagger, Chaz, whimpered the entire flight."

Skye smiled and put his arm around River's shoulders. "Thanks, that helped."

"Oh, what have we here?" River whispered as they heard yelling coming from down the hallway. As they approached, they saw a very wet and mostly naked Kuai pounding on the door and screaming at Bryan - who they assumed must have been on the other side. They stopped a few feet away, and River gave Skye a playful punch. You got this Bro, he's got a cute ass by the way. River then kept on walking.

"Everything okay, Kuai?" Skye asked as he threw a glare at his retreating brother.

"NO. Everything is not okay. That fucking bastard locked me out!" He said screaming at the door. "Prick tricked me and then slammed the door, wait till I get my hands on that scrawny neck of his I'm gonna..."

"Kuai," Skye said again calmly - placing his hand on Kuai's shoulder. A jolt ran through his body, and his dragon came alert. Skye's dragon made him painfully aware of how good Kuai looked, the water droplets sliding down his smooth skin, accentuating the ripped, hard muscles. And River was right; Kuai had a gorgeous little ass. On the plus side, Kuai must have felt the jolt because he at least stopped screaming. Skye hadn't realized how horny he was until Kuai turned and he saw more of his lean, sexy guard.

"Sorry, sir."

"It's okay. Guessing Bryan locked you out of your room?" Skye watched and saw Kuai about to start on another tear, but he calmed himself and spoke evenly. Skye couldn't tear his eyes away as he looked down Kuai's body, noting how each muscle stood out and how beautiful and smooth his light golden skin looked. He could tell Kuai was hard, but he was holding a small white towel over his privates. It didn't cover much.

"There was an issue with the bathroom in my room so he said I could use his. But my kit and my clothes are still in there, with him."

"How did you end up in the hall?"

"I'd rather not say, sir."

Skye picked up enough to know that Kuai was mortified at Skye finding out "why" but he didn't pick up on more. Since it really didn't matter to him at the moment, he decided to let it drop. "I take it he also took the towels?"

"Except for the hand towel, yes, sir. He pulled it off when I stepped into the hall," Kuai blushed.

"Come on; I've got a good supply of nice big fluffy towels in my room. I have a robe for you too." Skye led Kuai to his room and closed the door. He reached out to Garrett Hey, um... found a naked Kuai in the hallway. You going to be back soon?

Finishing up with Master Chen, but I'll hurry, Garrett responded.

"Here, hand me that, it's soaked." Skye grabbed the hand towel leaving Kuai standing in the all-together. Skye stepped back and took a good, long look. "Damn, Kuai. You should go naked more often. Looks good on you." Skye stepped into his bath and grabbed one of the large towels. He could feel Kuai's lust building as he walked behind him and used the towel to dry his shoulders and then down his back. Okay Dragon, do we really have to do this? Skye felt a strong mental nudge when his dragon responded, 'YES.'

"Um, sir. I could do that myself."

"And rob me of the pleasure of seeing all this sexiness. My towel, my rules." Skye felt Kuai's lust spike and knew he was incredibly nervous. Skye ran the towel down and over the round, pert ass and down Kuai's legs. "You have a gorgeous ass." He hadn't seen Kuai naked before and all the prior interactions had been in the salle - fighting. He knew the guy was wicked fast and exceptional in hand-to-hand combat - he wondered how he'd be in more intimate battles.

"Thank you, sir." Kuai's voice came out in a squeak.

Skye leaned in and kissed the smooth, soft flesh of Kuai's ass and felt him shudder. He extended his tongue and licked over the firm muscled globe. His magic flared, just as it had the first time he met the Chinese Gold Dragon. Skye could feel the tingle coursing through his blood, letting him know Kuai was special.

"I don't think..." Kuai's voice came out breathy and more of a whisper. "Oh, Father Dragon, did you feel that?"

"Mmmm. I did. That's my magic telling us that you belong with me as part of my wing. Okay, turn around so I can dry your front."

Skye gripped Kuai's hips and turned him. Skye could feel the rumble from his dragon down to his core. He'd already been awake, but the magic had him wanting Skye to do more. Sometimes Skye really hated when Garrett was right, like now, when the lust returned in full strength and starting pushing away rational thought. Skye lowered his shields a bit more. The last thing he wanted was to give Kuai any attention that wasn't wanted.

"Are you going to..." Kuai began and then stopped when Skye began drying his leg.

"Going to what?" Skye looked up and saw the need in Kuai's eyes. "What do you want me to do?" Skye managed to sound reasonable and in control, though it took all his effort.

"I want you to bond me like you did Jos. I want you to fuck me so hard I pass out."

Skye sat back on his heels in surprise. That so did not help my control, Skye thought then the words registered and he was surprised that Kuai knew what happened with Jos. "How did you know?"

"We talked about it..." Kuai responded nervously.

"I'm not upset, just curious. You can tell me."

"We, the guys not bonded, noticed the difference with some of the others and asked them about it. We, um, sort of badgered them until they each told us how it worked for them."

"I have figured out that I don't have to be intimate to bond, but my dragon doesn't like it."

"Oh, that's not a problem. Er... well, not a problem for most of us. We'd be thrilled to get as intimate as you wanted. We, or I guess most of us, agreed that it's hard to think around you sometimes - it's like you put off some kind of seductive pheromones or something."

"Magic not pheromones, but yeah, I do. So not everyone is on board?"

"I think everyone wants to be bonded. But Gilian said only if there's no other way." Kuai dropped his voice to a whisper. "I don't think she likes guys if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, not surprised. Anyone else."

"Leesai, but I don't think she likes anybody. The guys also said it sort of freaks you out so not to feel bad if it didn't seem like you were interested."

"Sorry, Kuai. It isn't that I'm not interested. Dragon sexuality and having multiple partners is just not how I am wired." Skye felt a sharp poke from his dragon. "Doesn't mean that's not what I need as my dragon is quick to inform me. It just makes me feel guilty, like I'm cheating on Garrett."

"I get that. My papa is the same way. He tries to not let it show, and he doesn't want me to have the same 'hang-ups,' that's what he calls them. I think it means struggles. But is Garrett okay with it? You needing to bond and have sex with others. Dragons don't usually mind, but weres often get real protective and jealous."

"Yeah, he is. It's my issue. He's amazing. So I guess he's like most dragons." Skye hadn't heard that were-creatures weren't as open to sharing - something he'd have to check in to. Then again his only experience was with Chaz and Christos, and perhaps they weren't typical.

"Is he as big as they say or are they just teasing me?" Kuai asked.

"He's big for a dragon, but if you find him attractive, I promise it won't hurt and God, it feels so amazing. How would you feel about including him in your bonding?"

Kuai gave a nervous chuckle. "Um... he's stunning, and the two of you together..."

"Thanks." Skye ran the towel up over Kuai, drying his stomach and chest before moving to his arms. He stood and wrapped the towel around Kuai's shoulders and used it to pull him into a kiss. Skye could feel his dragon purring. The magic tickling along his skin. Kuai felt good in his arms, not as small as Kwill, but smaller than most of his lovers. He reached down and ran his fingers over Kuai's erection - that was not small.

Kuai broke the kiss with a gasp. "Are you sure? You don't have to..."

"Shhhh." Skye pulled back and looked into Kuai's dark eyes. His shields were down enough to read him clearly. Kuai would have accepted whatever Skye decided, but he wanted sex with his bonding. Skye was also struck with the resemblance to Jasper. Certainly no one would ever mistake them for each other, but it was enough to make Skye's breath catch and his mind wander. What would have happened if I'd realized that Jasper was interested in me? Skye undressed and let his clothes fall to the floor.

Kuai closed in and kissed Skye again pulling their bodies together and interrupting Skye's train of thought.

Skye enjoyed how Kuai kissed him and enjoyed how he tasted. He kissed down Kuai's neck using the towel to hold him close.

"Your eyes..."

Skye looked up to see the surprised expression. "What?"

"They're glowing, and we haven't done anything yet."

"That's because-" Skye's response was interrupted by the sound of the bedroom door opening and closing.

"Did I miss anything?" Garrett asked.

Skye glanced over his shoulder. "It's because of him. If you knew what he was thinking and planning for the two of us, you'd be glowing too. No, Love, you're just in time." Skye paused to watch Garrett get undressed - something he never tired of seeing. Damn, that man is gorgeous.

And I'm all yours, Baby. Garrett sent with a smile.

Skye reluctantly pulled his eyes away so he could focus on Kuai. As much as his magic wanted Kuai, and as beautiful as the Chinese Dragon was, Garrett was his mate. The man who held his heart and soul and whose presence both calmed him and aroused him. Skye pulled Kuai over to the bed and had him lie in the center, before crawling up beside him.

"If you want us to stop or do something different, just say the word. Is there anything you don't particularly like?" Skye asked.

"Not that I can think of." Kuai glanced nervously between Skye and Garrett. Skye's mate had crawled up beside Kuai, opposite Skye.

"Anything you particularly like?" Garrett asked running his hand up Kuai's smooth thigh.

"Not really."

"Guess we'll just have to try some things and see what works." Skye leaned over and kissed Kuai gently. Garrett ran his hands over Kuai's body and began licking his nipple as Skye deepened his kiss. He dropped his shields to make sure he picked up any reactions from Kuai.

Little bugger's got a hard body. He looks so smooth and soft but he's got no padding, Garrett sent to Skye.

Not all that different from someone else I know - actually several of our guards are rather muscled. Thought you liked that?

I do. Later you're going to have to tell me about this 'Jasper' you keep thinking about.

Sorry, Kuai just reminds me of someone from Earth, Skye sent before moving down to Kuai's other nipple. He and Garrett sucked in unison as their hands moved to Kuai's inner thighs and pulled his legs wider apart.

Kuai let out a low groan. Garrett and Skye kissed down Kuai's body until they came to his cock and started a lick him from both sides, eliciting a gasp.

"You doing okay?"

"Father Dragon, yesssss," Kuai rasped.

Garrett, you want to do his ass? No one does it better.

Gladly. Garrett spread Kuai wider and lifted his legs, so his dragon hole moved up into view. Garrett began lapping at the tiny opening while Skye continued working on Kuai's cock. Soon Kuai was moaning and whimpering. He'd pulled his knees up and held them to give Skye and Garrett easier access to his body.

He's ready for you... Garrett pulled back and then changed positions with Skye.

Skye grabbed some lube from the nightstand. He was pretty sure that Kuai would already be wet from how aroused he was and Garrett's rimming, but he didn't want to take any chances.

"Are you sure this is what you want, Kuai?" Skye asked as his fingers teased the opening. "It's okay to say stop."

"Fuck! Yes, I want it!"

Skye grinned at Garrett and positioned himself to begin.

Give it to him, Baby. Fuck him into a stupor - you know it's what he wants.

Skye gazed at his mate as he felt Kuai's body welcoming his cock. No matter how many times he looked at Garrett, he couldn't help but marvel at beautiful the man was. He could totally lose himself in those dark eyes, and those lashes were absolutely sinful. Garrett closed in and kissed him.

Love you, Baby.

I love you so much. Skye savored the taste of Garrett's lips and felt sad as he pulled away. I'm going to suck him off while you fuck him.

Deal. Skye pushed in a little farther, slowly working himself into the tight silky channel. Kuai's body was ready but oh so tight. Skye let out a moan as Garrett licked down Skye's lower abdomen on his way to Kuai's cock.

Okay, I need to focus. This is about Kuai and bonding him while we make him feel good. Not about how much I want to get freaky with my mate.

He tastes good, Baby. I'll make you a deal. If you can fuck him until he passes out, I'll give you as much 'freaky" as you can handle afterward.

"Fuck," Skye muttered seeing the sparkle in Garrett's eyes and picking up his thoughts of exactly what he meant by 'freaky.' Oh, yeah. I want that.

Skye was all the way in and began slow, steady thrusts as Garrett worked the dick standing at attention. Skye turned his mind to Kuai and let the thoughts flow freely through him. With the mental connection, he could change the angle, depth, and speed to maximize what Kuai was feeling. When Skye got to a good rhythm, he reached out with his telekinetic powers and began working Kuai's nipples and increasing the sensation to his dragon hole and prostate.

Kuai was making the most delicious noises, moaning, grunting, mumbling words of sexual bliss and thrown in occasionally - gasps of pleasure. He had started to glow, and Skye felt an anal orgasm ripple through the dragon as his eyes flew open, and he took quick rasping breaths.

"That's it Kuai. Feel it, let it all go. Enjoy how we make your body come alive." Skye stroked and rubbed Kuai's inner thighs as he continued pistoning in and out of the tight hole.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. It's too much!"

"No, it's not. You want this so badly, let go."

Kuai threw his head back and screamed. His muscles convulsed and his ass squeezed Skye tight as Kuai erupted in Garrett's mouth.

Garrett gave Skye a wink as he continued sucking, drinking down every bit of seed Kuai gave him until the guy was whimpering.

"You can pull back now. The sensitivity is making it border on painful for him," Skye said.

"No problem, I'll find something else to distract me." Garrett moved behind Skye. Mmmm. Like this. It looks like a most excellent distraction.

"Oh God!" Skye cried out in surprise as Garrett buried his face in Skye's ass. He struggled to keep moving as Garrett's tongue pushed its way inside him.

Keep going, Baby. Kuai's not done with that dick yet. Bet you can get another load out of him before you cum.

It took all of Skye's concentration to begin moving again, and he was amazed how easily Garrett accommodated his motion without missing a beat.

Garrett, you could probably be certified or licensed for those skills. Damn, that feels so good.

As long as I'm good enough for you, I'll keep my amateur status. Besides to get certified I'd have to join the Pleasure Workers Guild, and that's expensive.

"I'm close." Skye reached out with his magic and pulled Garrett's magic to the surface letting it mingle with his own. Then he turned his attention to Kuai, and slowly started pouring the magic into him.

Skye's release hit hard, and he pounded into Kuai as he released the magic and bound the Chinese dragon, filling him with his magic as he leaned forward and nibbled his neck before sinking in his teeth and marking him. Kuai's muscles tensed as he cried out and a fountain of jizz started from his cock. It shot in between their bodies coating Skye's abs, Kaui's eyes rolled back, and he let out a guttural cry. Skye laid a gentle kiss on his lips, but the man was unresponsive.

"Yes! I earned my freaky time!" Skye gently pulled out and licked up the spilled seed before gathering the covers over the glowing Kuai and tucking him in. Well, he wanted to be fucked until he passed out so guess that was a success. Skye thought it somewhat poetic to see the sweet, innocent smile on Kuai's face.

Garrett took Skye's hand and pulled him off the bed with a whisper. "Now it's my turn."

"Oh, yeah!" Skye followed Garrett into the bath and watched as Garrett turned on the shower and adjusted it. Skye looked up and down the dark golden-olive skinned hunk and couldn't decide what he wanted most. That big, thick cock in his mouth, to bury his face between the golden globes of Garrett's muscled ass, to be fucked, or to drive himself into his mate. He wanted it all.

Garrett turned to Skye, his dark eyes filled with flames. "I vote for all of it."

Skye whimpered as Garrett pulled him into his strong arms, claiming his mouth while his hands made it clear to Skye that his body belonged to his mate.

• Scene 3 *

Skye had just finished fastening his jacket when he heard the soft knock at the door. There was no point in trying to hide it, but he still picked an outfit that covered most of his skin. Now he just looked a bit freaky with a glowing head and hands. Given what he and Garrett had done it would be hours before the glow faded. Skye opened the door and saw his guys waiting on the other side with knowing smiles. "Hey, Mica, Corbin."

"Mind if we take our little brother?" Mica asked.

Skye saw Mica looking over his shoulder at the sleeping Kuai. "Brother?"

"If I couldn't feel him in my head, I can smell your seed in him from here." Corbin walked past Skye to the bed.

"We'll get our wing mate settled and make sure he eats when he wakes up. One of us will stay with him to answer any questions and help him adjust." Mica put a hand on Skye's shoulder before he leaned in so he was up against Skye's ear. "Given the glow, I'm guessing he was good."

"Yeah, he was. But, um, Garrett and I sort of... you know..." Skye wasn't sure what else to say that wouldn't make him even more embarrassed. He was pretty sure his wing mates probably picked up on it anyway. "Is everyone okay with this?"

"Sure. Can't blame us for being a bit jealous but it's sort of a relief. When they're not bonded it feels like an awkward itch that you can't scratch. Can't imagine what it feels like for them."

"Well, you were one of the first."

"Yeah... If you and Garrett ever want me to stop by, just say the word."

"A little help would be nice, whenever you're done flirting," Corbin called.

"Oh, like you never flirt." Mica joined Corbin and pulled back the covers revealing a naked Kuai. Corbin lifted the sleeping dragon and put him over his shoulder. Skye smirked when Corbin made a show of squeezing Kuai's ass.

"Check out okay?" Mica asked.

"Real nice. Want to feel him up?" Corbin turned so Kuai's ass was in easy reach.

Mica put his face into Kuai's ass and did an exaggerated inhale. "Mmmm. Smells like home."

"Quit. You shouldn't take advantage of an incapacitated wing mate."

"Says who?" Corbin asked. "This here is prime dragon ass and what's even better is it smells like you."

"Be good to him. Having all of you in his head might freak him out when he wakes up."

"Don't worry. We'll keep him distracted." Corbin made a show of sliding his finger along Kuai's crack then bringing it to his mouth.

Skye gave his best withering glare. He knew Corbin was doing it just to get a reaction and would never take advantage of anyone, but yeah, it was hot.

"He'll be fine. He's part of the wing now, and you know we take care of our own." Mica reassured Skye.

• Scene 4 *

Skye watched the guys messing around as they made their way to the barn. It was remarkable how quickly the guards had pulled Kuai into the fold. His men who were already bonded knew immediately that Kuai's status had changed and couldn't seem to keep their hands off him. The smile on Kuai's face alone was reassurance that it was the right thing to do. He was now fully a member of the wing.

"See, it's all good." Garrett walked beside him watching the antics.

"Not quite." Skye gave a nod to the others walking off to the side who did not appear to be nearly as amused by the roughhousing and antics of the others. Skye didn't need to drop his shields to know that some of his team were feeling left out.

"You think Bryan regrets leaving a naked Kuai in the hallway?"

"I don't think it went the way he intended."

"If he keeps up these practical jokes, he's going to find himself dealing with some serious paybacks."

Skye laughed in agreement. Bryan was clearly their token troublemaker. Skye stepped into the barn reluctantly; he wasn't sure he was ready for another day like the last two. His muscles still ached, and the thought of climbing back into the saddle made his stomach do little flips. Please, please let me be the one in dragon form today.

Chen and Bianchi were already there and waiting. Bianchi appeared to be counting heads before he spoke. "Good. Everyone's here. We'll fly in shifts again. This morning, I want Skye, Gregg, Dillon, and Chaz suited up. Guess you too River since you're still human at the moment. Shouldn't be too long until you shift again. For mounts - let's have Jayce paired with Skye, Bryan, you're with Gregg, Jos with Dillon, and Mica, you take River. The rest of you work on cleaning and prepping your tack for this afternoon. I want to see four drops today from each of you. Fiske, you shift too, and you can take me up so I can observe." Bianchi paused and looked at everyone still standing still. "So? Get on with it."

Skye laid out his flight suit and started stripping down to his thermal compression suit. Shit, I hate this. Four drops? Who in their right mind jumps off a flying dragon. No one, that's who! Trying to kill me. Skye let out a squeak and jumped when arms wrapped around him from behind, startling him.

"Hey, you'll do just fine." Garrett nuzzled into Skye's neck as he held him.

"Rather it was with you..."

"That didn't work so well, remember?"

"Maybe, just maybe dragons are smarter than flight instructors." Skye really hated flying - well not so much flying; he hated falling. Flying was tolerable on one of his bonded and almost pleasant when he was riding his mate. But they'd quickly discovered that it was next to impossible to fall off your bond-mate. The dragon just wouldn't allow it and did everything he could to keep his mate in the saddle. So as much as Skye would prefer to ride Garrett, it didn't work so well for training.

"I better get to cleaning before I get yelled at." Garrett gave Skye a smack on the butt before heading off to the room where all the saddles were kept.

"Can I help?" Charlie asked.

"A hand to steady me would be good." Skye started pulling on the pants as he tried not to fall over.

"Damn, these flight suits you guys wear could make a man faint," Charlie laughed.

"Padding in all the right places, right? You're not the only one to notice. Colonel Bianchi fills his out pretty well, don't you think?" Skye looked at his grandfather and noticed the lustful look he gave their instructor. It bothered him at first when he noticed the obvious attraction between them and then when he saw that his grandmother was equally smitten with the handsome man, Skye decided to just step back and let things take their course.

"He does."

"I heard you and grandma having a pretty good time with him last night. I can't remember when I've heard you two laugh like that." Skye closed up the jacket and started double checking all the closures.

"Don't freak son, your grandma, and I already talked about it. Not saying anything will happen but... we agree on one thing - that man's hot."

Skye laughed and patted his grandpa's arm before grabbing his helmet. He turned to see Jos and Mica had already shifted and were being saddled as Dillon and River checked over the fasteners.

Soon they were in the saddle and headed out the door.

"Okay, you all might want to turn around so as not to be stunned when I get naked," Bryan said wagging his eyebrows.

"Get on with it. I think we'll be fine." Gregg's voice couldn't have been any more deadpan or dry if he'd tried.

"No seriously, my ass has been known to bring men to their knees. I don't want you flying at a disadvantage." Bryan started stripping and occasionally glanced dramatically over his shoulder. "Okay, don't say I didn't warn you..."

Skye bit his lower lip to keep from laughing out loud. They may have given him grief, but every eye was glued to Bryan's backside as he lowered his pants. It was an impressive sight. Bryan had thick bulging muscles, and his ass was full and round. His overall look was more voluptuous than lean.

Bryan spread his legs a little and bent over at the waist making an exaggerated stretch. As he did, his round ass cheeks pulled apart enough to show his winking little rosebud. Several low gasps could be heard in the barn. Skye chose to check his suit one last time and adjust his crotch just a little.

"Ready to mount me Wolfie?"

"You are such an ass hat. And don't call me wolfie."

"Sure Grreeggoorryy. Oh, I think the gun is supposed to go on the outside of the pants. Just sayin'."

"You are such a..." Gregg stopped as he saw everyone watching him. "Just shift already." He moved back to give room for Bryan to transform as he muttered. "Wolves were not meant to fly. This is wrong on so many levels."

Skye was increasingly aware of the tension between his guards. Gregg wasn't in a good place, and Skye wasn't sure why. With Bryan it seemed fairly clear - he was jealous of anyone who had a bond and having his joke on Kuai backfire clearly did not help. Jayce was just way too quiet, and both Gilian and Leesai were prickly as they could be. His long-time guards were good with each other, just a bit reserved about the new folks.

Skye finished saddling Jayce and gave him a reassuring pat before climbing up into the saddle. Jayce was a beautiful gold. Not as big as Garrett but close. Soon Skye was in the air and flying. Take off wasn't so bad, and at least the weather was cooperating. When it was time for the first fall, Skye braced himself mentally and then unfastened the safety clips. He patted Jayce's neck and heard him snort. While it would have been much easier to use his telepathy, Bianchi and Chen had made it clear that was cheating. He had to learn to do it without. That way if he were ever in a situation where he couldn't use his powers, he'd know how to handle himself.

Skye took a deep breath and climbed up before jumping off. He felt the wind buffeting him as he spread his arms and legs and fell. Oh God, I know one of these times I'm going to die. Just hit the ground with a big splat and it'll be all over. I hate this shit.

He forced his eyes open and saw Jayce already angling himself underneath Skye and then with a teeth-jarring thump, he hit the saddle and grabbed on. It was amazing how fast he could latch himself back in when he was scared shitless. As soon as he was secure, he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Jayce's neck. With the suit, he couldn't feel much, but the firm presence still made him relax. Skye's dragon was just as irritated. He made it very clear from the first time Skye left the ground in human form that he was not okay with this.

Fortunately, Skye's dragon didn't fight him; he did; however, make his displeasure quite clear. Skye watched the ground below them fly by as Jayce flew in circles up the peak of the mountain. The ruins of the old castle much clearer today than the last time they flew. It still struck Skye as odd that Garrett hadn't spent time exploring the tunnels and caves, given how close it was. Surely there must be some interesting secrets or treasures buried there. It was a castle after all.

Skye watched as the castle dropped farther away when Jayce climbed - a sure indication that it was time for another fall.

• Scene 5 *

"I don't think I'm going to make it. Can you carry me?" Skye held on to Garrett's belt as they walked back to their room.

"I was going to ask you to carry me."

"Romance is gone already," Skye moaned.

When they reached the door, Venci was standing there waiting for them.

"Bad, huh?"

"I hurt everywhere," Skye said. Garrett opened the door, and Skye followed him in sinking into one of the chairs at the table and put his head down. "You can get your shower first, Garrett. I don't have the energy. Do I need to keep my eyes open to answer your questions, Venci?"

"Not if you don't want to."

"Good. Just poke me if I drift off."

"Sit up and lean back. I can help if it's alright with you."

"Help how?" Skye asked.

"I'm trained in several forms of massage therapy. May I?" Venci asked.

"Sure..."

Skye closed his eyes and felt the first tentative touches as Venci began massaging his temples. His skin tingled wherever Venci touched - like there was electricity running through his body. Skye's dragon stirred and stretched as his magic recognized the man touching him. Even with the erotic feel of the magic and touch, the tension began falling away almost immediately, and Skye relaxed into the chair. "What do we need to talk about?"

"I think for now, focusing on your comfort is more important." Venci's hands moved to Skye's neck and shoulders. Skye let out a satisfied groan. It was an odd mix of sensations between the pressure rubbing out the knots in his muscles and the magic fueling his arousal.

"You keep doing that, and I'll tell you all my secrets."

"Really? Like telling me how my cousin managed to seduce you?"

"Mmmm. I think maybe I seduced him..." Skye was having trouble concentrating.

"No, Baby. I had to push both of you. You can thank me anytime." Garrett came back into the room wearing just a towel.

Skye smiled at his gorgeous mate and heard Venci's intake of breath. "Isn't he stunning?"

"I've always thought so."

"What? You knew Garrett from before?" Skye let out a squeak when Venci started working a knot in his shoulder.

"We grew up together, not close, not like Jerrick and Garrett, but I was very aware of him. Being the Prince he was sort of hard to miss."

"Mmmm. He is an exhibitionist." Skye squeezed his eyes closed and tried to breathe regularly to avoid crying out every time Venci hit a painful spot.

"When you've got a body like that and looks too, you should be an exhibitionist. Only fair for the rest of us to at least get to ogle you. By the way, Prince Skye, you should work on that."

"Work on what?"

"Being an exhibitionist, sweetheart. Venci isn't the only one who'd love to see more of your sexy body. I think every one of your guards and half the empire would agree." Garrett had pulled on a pair of gauze pants but they did nothing to hide the magnificence beneath.

"Pfft. You're in love with me. You have to say that shit."

"He's right you know," Garrett said and then speaking in his mind voice. He's getting to you. That magic of yours won't be denied you know.

Can try...

"Venci, why not move him to the bed. That way you can work the rest of his back."

"Ew. I'm all sweaty," Skye objected. **That's cruel, you know I'm doing everything I can to fight this."

"I'll pull the covers back and put towels down. That's a great idea. Skye, why don't you take off your shirt while I get things set up?" Venci threw the pillows aside and began prepping the bed.

"Don't worry; I'll help you." Garrett came over and helped pull the shirt over Skye's head.

Skye reached up and played with Garrett's pecs while he had the opportunity.

"Quit that. You'll distract me."

"Uh huh. I like distracting you." Skye tapped Garrett's growing manhood through the gauze. "I have no problem with seducing 'you' and getting on a good fuck."

"Save it for later. I think you need Venci's treatment more than mine at the moment." Garrett pulled Skye to his feet and led him to the bed where Venci already had the towels laid out.

"Lie on your stomach." Venci moved to the side picking up a bottle from the nightstand and squirting some liquid on his hands.

"You know... I think you ought to just lose the pants too," Garrett suggested.

Skye turned a questioning look on his mate.

"Oh quit. Haven't you ever had a massage before? The muscles connect in your ass. If he can't get to them, he can't do a proper massage. Don't be a prude."

I'm not a prude!

Are.

Skye growled as he pulled off the pants and undergarments, tossing them on the floor. There. Happy?

Seeing you naked? Yeah. I think Venci's happy too.

Skye buried his face in the pillow; he hurt too much to fight. Part of him also knew that Garrett was right. If his magic wanted Venci - it would happen one way or another.

Venci's warm, oiled hands felt so good. Yes, there was the occasional sharp pain that made him jump - but most of the time...

Skye realized he'd fallen asleep and stretched a little as Venci worked on his legs. This was something worth repeating - maybe having an assistant had its merits after all. The tingle from Venci's touch was still there but not as strong as the deep penetrating massage. Skye sighed as he felt Garrett's fingers stroke his hair.

"You still in there?"

"Mmmm."

"Can't say it ever would have occurred to me but seeing Venci giving you a rub-down is really hot. Your body looks real fine all oiled and shiny."

Skye smiled into the pillow as his mind filled with images of Garrett all oiled up and getting a massage. Okay, so maybe that wouldn't work so well. I'm not sure I could keep my hands off him or not do sexy stuff. He'd never get the massage.

I am going to invest in some oil. Maybe Venci will give us lessons?

Are you reading my thoughts?

Always. Cause you keep thinking about me and sex and I like that.

Skye snorted and felt Venci pull back. "Ignore that, Garrett was being a dick."

"Do I want to know? You guys are making me feel left out."

"Sorry. Being bonded to a telepath makes it next to impossible not to have almost constant mental conversation. But be careful what you wish for. When he bonds you to our wing, he'll be in your head too."

"Really?"

"Not as strong but you'll be able to speak mind-to-mind with him and even initiate almost as easily as you would with your own bond-mate."

"Hey. Massage?" Skye objected.

"Sorry, sir." Venci grabbed the bottle of oil.

"Scratchy."

"What?" Venci asked spreading the oil over Skye's shoulders.

"He's saying your clothes are scratchy. Maybe you should get naked?" Garrett suggested.

Skye wanted to scowl at Garrett, but it would take too much energy. He knew exactly what his mate was doing and what his devious mind had planned. While his dragon was on board with the idea, Skye felt a bit manipulated.

Garrett kissed Skye's temple and then licked along his ear. Trust me. You need to bond him, and I know how turned on you are. I'll give you as much freaky time as you want...

You don't play fair.

Garrett bit Skye's earlobe. "If it involves sex with you, never."

"Are you sure, Sir?" Venci asked.

"Absolutely," Garrett responded. "Nice Venci... only thing that would make it better is if you were as oiled up as Skye."

Skye adjusted himself as his erection needed a little more space. He was very aware of Garrett and Venci's lust building and had no doubts that he'd be the one benefiting. He sighed when he felt Venci's warm body against his legs, and his oiled hands slide up his back. When the hands reached his shoulders, he wiggled his ass a little to position Venci's hard cock up in his crack. "That's better."

"You guys are killing me," Venci muttered.

"Awe, come on... you telling me you don't like having your body pressed up against Skye's fine ass."

"No, I'm telling you that it is pushing the limits on my self-control."

"Maybe you should just let go," Garrett suggested."

"And maybe you should get naked, oil your hands and start working on him too," Venci retorted.

"I like that idea," Skye said as he luxuriated in the feel of Venci's hands working over his back. His thoughts were slowly beginning to shift away from the relief in his muscles to the hard firm flesh lusciously rubbing up and down his crack. Then Skye felt a second pair of hands, larger, hotter and ones that brought an immediate moan. His body knew those hands intimately.

"That's it, baby, we've got you. Gonna make you feel so good."

Skye bit back a whimper. Because that would be so "unmanly" and give Venci all the wrong ideas, he thought.

Garrett's hands were working his shoulders, and upper back as Venci moved lower and started on his lower back and ass. When he felt the slick fingers slide down his crack, he couldn't help himself. He lifted and moaned. He was so horny, and Garrett was thinking the most depraved thoughts. Like how he wanted to sink his teeth into Skye's round ass then lick and suck Venci's cock and get it nice and wet.

Garrett snickered. You knew from the time you accepted me how much I love dick. And while you can't see it, it's real tasty looking.

I know you like sucking cock, I was just hoping you liked mine more.

More? No, Baby. Love yours best. No one and I mean no one can compare to you. But while I love a seasoned and well-grilled filet, I like ribs and a good roast too.

Are you comparing me to food?

Next to you and sex, it's what I love most.

Skye wanted to come up with a witty retort but at that moment Venci rubbed over his rosebud and Skye lost all focus.

"His... it's just like a dragon's," Venci whispered in surprise.

"Yeah, but no flutter. It came with the dragon form. Trust me when I say it's the best of human and dragon. His ass is perfection, and once you've slid inside, you'll never want to leave."

"Fuck."

"You shouldn't talk about me like I'm not here." Skye tried lifting his head to see them, but Garrett was in the way.

Garrett's hands slid down Skye's back to his ass and he gripped the ass cheeks and spread them open. "Go ahead, Venci. Taste him."

Skye reached out and gripped Garrett's leg, squeezing tight as Venci's mouth connected with his hole and the hot tongue probed his opening. "Ohhhh... God."

"Go ahead and open him up Venci.

It didn't take long before Skye considered begging for Venci to enter him. Fortunately, his mate was one step ahead and had taken things into his own hands, or from the wetness Skye felt, likely his mouth.

Venci slowly slid his length into Skye as his hands continued rubbing up and down Skye's back. Garrett's hands were rubbing up and down Skye's legs, pushing him wider apart so Venci could go in deeper.

"That's it Venci, give him a real deep massage. Get him warmed up and ready for me."

Skye bit his lower lip as Garrett's thoughts rolled through his mind. Knowing his mate had full intention of fucking him before they were done just made it that much hotter. Venci was smooth and gentle, and Skye felt so good he wondered if he might just melt into the bed.

Skye whimpered when Venci withdrew. He wasn't close, but having the copper inside him had felt so good. His dragon was purring in contentment as the magic tingled across his skin wherever Venci touched.

"Turn him over and work on his front." Garrett's voice seemed far away.

"Oh, Father Dragon," Venci gasped. His hands rubbed over Skye's chest working the muscles and teasing his nipples as his hands passed over.

Venci was straddling Skye's hips, and he could feel the heat of his erection pressed against his own. Then Skye felt Garrett's warm hand wrap around both of them and begin stroking.

"Oh, Baby. That's a beautiful sight. You're so hard and aroused. I think Venci may be undone soon."

Skye tried to open his eyes and struggled until he saw Venci over top of him, his dark copper skin glistening and glowing, his body a work of lean perfection. "Please, need more..."

"You heard him, Venci. Would you like to mount him now? See how good he'd feel inside you?"

Venci let out a low moan. "Father Dragon. I need you to know, I don't do this with my commanding officer. Never. This is not part of the job."

"Of course not, Venci. It's part of being family and the wing," Garrett said.

"I can't resist. I'm sorry... I need this." Skye felt the warm, wet tightness of Venci's body taking him in. It was amazing, but before Skye could think too much about how good Venci felt, Garrett was repositioning them on the bed - moving Skye's feet apart and then his mate's kisses hit his hole.

"Ohhhhh, gawwwd." Skye gasped as Garrett's tongue pushed inside.

Don't forget my love; this is about bonding Venci. Not that I'd mind a do-over, but you seem a bit out of it.

Skye couldn't form words but he tried nodding. When Garrett slid inside him, and Skye felt the thick hardness of his mate opening him up as Venci rode him like a madman, Skye felt his dragon push to the surface. Skye's magic burst like someone had thrown open the floodgate. His power surged through Venci causing an immediate and violent orgasm. Venci's load shot over Skye's face and chest, stream after stream of hot dragon seed coating his body. Venci screamed in rapture as Garrett held the copper upright, continuing his own pounding of Skye's dragon hole.

Skye's orgasm followed, and he filled Venci with his load as Garrett's eruption filled and warmed Skye's core.

Skye lay still... his brain didn't seem to be working, and his body felt like someone had removed all his bones. Garrett was snuggled tightly into his body, and Skye reveled in the warmth and closeness of his mate.

Amazing as always.

You really were. Love having you inside me, Skye responded. They held each other for several minutes before Skye stirred and climbed over the stunned copper dragon. He reached out and ran his hands over the beautiful glowing man.

"He still reminds me of Jerrick, but he's also so different."

"I think he enjoyed himself on your dick."

"Fuck... yeah," Venci muttered. "You can fuck me anytime you want."

Garrett climbed out of bed and returned moments later with a warm, wet towel. He wiped Venci clean and Skye as well. "We better get him settled. He may be out of it for a while."

"I'll take him." Skye helped Venci toward the door. The poor guy was so sex drunk he couldn't walk on his own.

"You're slipping, Babe. This one stayed conscious."

"Sorry, someone was distracting me with their big dick up my ass."

"Complaining?" Garrett teased.

"No, and quit! We don't have time for another go before dinner." Skye reached the door and felt the presence of the guys on the other side. He carefully opened it while keeping hold of Venci, so he didn't slide to the floor.

"Want me to take him?" Corbin asked with a smirk.

"Could you? He can't get back to his room on his own. I'm not even sure he knows where he is."

"Pffffft," Venci said before breaking down into giggles. "Duuuuuudes... I got fucked!"

"Yeah, you did. Come on sexy, let's get you into your own room," Corbin said in a gentle voice.

"Fuck, you are so hot and such nice muscles..." Venci started rubbing his hands over Corbin's chest and ass as the guard tried to keep Skye's secretary on his feet.

"Mica?"

"Sorry, I was enjoying the show." Mica stepped up beside Corbin and put one of Venci's arms around his shoulder.

"You guys wanna fuck me? I am so horny, and I'm so wet and ready..." Venci looked at Mica with enough lust that Skye had to bite his lip to keep from laughing. Not to mention that his arm around Corbin kept sliding around so he could squeeze the guard's pec.

"Let's wait until you know what you're asking," Corbin said trying to move Venci's hand away from his now, very hard nipple.

"Fuck that. You can both do me. Let's go." Venci looked around in confusion. "Where the fuck are we?"

Corbin turned and gave Skye a pained look. "Was I this bad?"

"No, just didn't want to leave Garrett and me. Jerrick warned me Venci was a sex hound, but I figured with as many horny guys as we have, he'd be okay."

"Thanks... I think. Mica and I will get him tucked in."

"Could you have Dillon have a meal set aside for him? He'll be in no shape to join us." Mica adjusted his grip to keep Venci's hand from sliding back into his pants where it had wandered.

"Yeah. He's a handful. Good luck."

They both muttered "thanks" as they practically carried him down the hall to his room.

"Maybe it runs in the family?" Garrett said.

Skye snorted. "Jerrick loves sex and no denying he likes it hot and heavy - rough even. But, Venci? I swear there's some nymph blood somewhere in his ancestry."

Garrett approached and wrapped his arms around Skye. "Maybe. But confess, you feel better now. Your dragon is much calmer, and you have this sweet- " Garrett kissed him. "Little smile lighting up your face."

"Gloating is very un-sexy." Skye pulled away and began picking up the clothes strewn across the floor.

"Don't be surprised if you're sorer tomorrow. He really worked those knots and while it makes it better doesn't mean it won't hurt."

"I may resort to some mild painkillers - you have those, right?"

"Yeah, I got you, and even better, they won't kill your liver or your kidneys. You did well today. I heard Chen and Bianchi talking. They're still a little worried about Gregg and Leesai, but I got the impression everyone else is doing okay."

"Gregg hates being off the ground. I could feel the tension and fear rolling off him the entire time he was flying with me. I swear I couldn't have caught him or got him back in the saddle any faster. His wolf just takes over and goes into a panic. I'm not sure how the other guys get him mounted after a jump."

"Maybe being bonded will help. You and Dillon are like naturals. It looks more like you're showing off."

Skye glared at Garrett's reminder of Gregg not being bonded. "Yes and no. It's really hard to let someone bonded fall. Almost like when you and I flew together - I have to fight my dragon to make it happen. I think he's starting to understand that it's like teaching a dragonling but damn, he doesn't like it."

"Same for me, and I don't feel the bonds as strongly."

Garrett and Skye were soon dressed and entering the dining hall for dinner. Many of the guards were already present, and Skye spotted Corbin. He gave him a mental nudge. All good?

Yes, sir. He's all settled in. Not that it didn't come with challenges. I swear that guy had ten hands because no matter what Mica or I did one of them was always getting real personal.

Skye smiled at the expression on Corbin's face. I told Garrett he had nymph somewhere in his family tree.

Corbin let out a laugh causing several to turn and look at him. Since he was standing off by himself, they turned and searched out Skye. There's just no hiding around these guys, Skye thought as they realized who caused Corbin's outburst and went back to what they were doing.

Skye quickly found Dillon and explained about Venci, getting assurances that Dillon would make sure the staff took care of him.

When they sat down, Skye was surprised to find himself seated between Colonel Bianchi and Gregg. He'd fully expected Bianchi to sit with his grandparents as he had at all the other meals. Garrett ended up being across from him.

The first course was laid down, and Skye closed his eyes and inhaled. It smelled wonderful. One of the side benefits of taking on a dragon form was a metabolism that required he almost triple his food intake. Given the meals set out in the royal household, that was a pleasure. No way he could have eaten seven-course meals as a human on a daily basis.

"Best part about hanging out with dragons," Gregg said in rapture.

"What's that?" Skye asked.

"The food. Dragons know how to eat. And none of that frou-frou shit either, lots of meat!"

Skye hadn't thought about it, but he guessed that wolves would have a similar carnivore take on the world. Dragons needed lots of red meat, even in their human form. He'd taken a while to catch on that while they had fish and poultry, they were often introductory courses or appetizers. Same with pasta. The main course was almost always a big slab of meat.

"I'm glad you approve Gregg, but I'll warn you when we move to the Temero it won't be this good."

"Guess I better eat as much as I can now."

Bianchi laughed. "He has a point. I've had the synth stuff. Doesn't compare."

"I'm trying not to think about it. So can I ask, sir? How did you end up training dragon riders?"

"Long story. Started out with me needing to survive and I joined up with a traveling entertainment company. Eventually got into trick riding and was 'discovered.' They convinced me I'd have a much better career and life if I joined up with Imperial Forces."

"But wasn't that hard? My dragon hates riding - he'd much rather fly."

"If I was as big as you, I would too. Sadly in the world of dragons, I'm a runt. I'd be lucky to be able to carry your little blue friend over there. Made life rather difficult for a long time."

"I'm sorry. I haven't seen that many dragons other than the guys around this table and that's only been in the last week."

"I keep forgetting you weren't born a dragon. You're such a natural it's easy to think you've always been on Draga. I'm what's called a Silver Shrike. It's the smallest dragon form of those who can shift."

"I know very little about the dragon types or sizes. Most of my experience is with golds."

"As is most residents. Since golds pretty much rule the empire and every business and agency. The other metalics have had some success, and until you and your brother showed up, there hasn't been a platinum in a very long time."

"Yeah, so I've been told." Skye decided to let the conversation drop. Bianchi was getting more and more agitated, and his tone had taken on a very bitter edge. He looked across to Garrett wondering what his thoughts were on the subject, but he was deep into talking about something with River. Skye watched as the next course was served and looked at it skeptically trying to figure out what it was.

"It's a quilbore, a type of shellfish. The taste is very sweet, and they are only available for a short season. They can't be frozen so enjoy them while you can," Bianchi explained before digging in.

Skye tentatively tasted the quilbore and decided it was acceptable. The texture was strange but similar to a scallop - if you'd soaked it in flower nectar.

"That's just wrong," Gregg said sliding the plate away from him.

"Not your thing?"

"No. I don't eat flowers."

"So how did you end up in the Imperial Guard?"

Gregg shrugged. "No place else to go and they pay well. When they kicked me out of the pack, I was short on options, and I needed to eat and find a place to sleep. Soldiers are always needed, and so I worked my way up. Can't say I ever expected to be working for the Royals, though."

"Sorry. Guess your life got complicated."

"Don't be. I volunteered for your service and to be honest; this is the closest thing to a pack I've found yet."

Skye wanted to ask why he was kicked out of his pack but figured it wasn't a pleasant conversation. Of course, he hadn't considered his mate.

"So why'd they kick you out?" Garrett asked.

Skye closed his eyes and felt the heat rush to his face. Garrett!

What? I'm curious.

What if it's painful and he doesn't want to say?

Then he'll tell me to fuck off and we'll move on.

Skye shook his head and focused on his flower tasting seafood.

"Simple. I like dudes, and you can't have an alpha who won't reproduce."

"What?" Skye asked before his political correctness caught up with his mouth. "Surely there are other wolves who share your attraction to men. You can't be the first."

Gregg laughed and gave Skye a playful tap on the arm. "You should see the expression on your face. Almost worth your mate asking me. Yes, there are other wolves attracted to males. But most are more like Chaz - they prefer men but 'could' breed with a she-wolf if they needed to. Me, hell no. Just the thought of it makes me want to hurl. Believe me, I tried. Would have been so much better than being beat up and disowned. Not being able to breed new alphas was a deal killer. And please, don't say you're sorry."

Skye nodded - at a loss for words because of course, he was sorry. He glanced at Chaz and remembered their conversation. Chaz had bedded many female were-daggers but said not one compared to what he felt with Skye. I wonder if he's been with any of the other guys...

"This is much more like it!" Gregg said with enthusiasm as the golden roasted foul was set in front of him.

Skye's mouth watered and he quickly pushed away the unfinished quilbore.

The dinner went on with the rest of the courses much more to Skye's taste. Afterward, they all went various directions with Skye joining River and Nik on an interactive simulation game. It wasn't until they were preparing for bed that Skye had a chance to ask Garrett about his conversation with Bianchi.

"So can you explain why he was so touchy or what's so different about a Silver Shrike?"

Garrett grimaced. "Not a pretty aspect of our culture, but yeah, I can explain. Just like we've seen from some of the terrorist groups and the issues with the database and the chroma dragon demonstrations. The golds hold a lot of the power and are rather blind to their privilege. It's been an ongoing issue for generations, trying to make sure that all dragons are treated equitably, but some golds like what they've got and don't want to share."

"And the Silver Shrike?"

"I don't know his situation, but I'd bet he was bullied a lot as a dragonling. Silver Shrike's are decided by a recessive gene so likely his dragon father is not one. He was most likely a late bloomer and small even before he got his dragon form and then when he did, it got worse. A Shrike is just a little bigger than Christos's panther form. On the plus side, there isn't a faster or more agile dragon. The downside is they can only do it for short bursts - low endurance. Though it's wrong, they're often seen as 'lesser' dragons, and some go so far as to say they aren't dragons at all."

"Well, that sucks."

"Yeah. I told you we have our own hang-ups. May not be the same as what the humans did on Earth but they're no less pervasive or cruel."

"What happened to a utopian society where technology and knowledge brought wisdom and compassion?" Skye argued.

"Guess we're not there yet."

• Scene 6 *

Today was going well. River had shifted and was learning how to fly with a passenger and had done remarkably well at catching and getting them back in the saddle. The only incident was when Nik pulled out his hoverboard. Technically he was doing free flight, and no one was watching what he and Mica were up to. But when Mica no longer had a rider and Nik was clearly riding the air currents on a board - all hell broke loose.

Colonel Bianchi was livid because he thought it was risky and he'd be held responsible if Nik got hurt. Nik of course, couldn't understand why anyone cared. Garrett just muttered and shook his head, and Master Chen looked like he was pondering the origins of the universe.

The walk back in for lunch was unusually silent and tense. They'd just finished removing boots and coats and were moving into the entrance hall when Skye stopped and clutched his head.

SKYE! HELP! Rilien screamed in his mind.

Skye reached down the bond Ril... What's wrong?

They're dead! Shot me with something... so many... can't think... hurts. Hel... Rilien's mind voice faded and was gone. Skye frantically reached down the bond, it was there, still as solid as ever but he couldn't find Rilien's consciousness on the other end.

Skye came out of it to realize he was being held in Garrett's arms. Most of his men looked stunned. The fear and uncertainty rolling off of them in waves.

"Rilien?" Garrett asked in a horrified whisper.

"You heard him?"

"No, just overwhelming fear."

"Guys, what's going on?" Gregg asked, his voice rising.

"Are we under mental attack?" Leesai shouted looking around at the stunned looks on her fellow guards.

"No." Kwill's spoke in a calm, normal tone but to Skye, it felt like a mental sledgehammer.

"But..." Leesai responded.

"No. Everyone, please move to the library. Now." Kwill turned and looked at the unmoving guards. The guards, in turn, looked questioningly at Mica.

Mica glanced from Skye to Kwill. "Do it. Library, now."

Skye couldn't think clearly - he kept trying to search out Rilien but with no success.

"All the bonded including you Mr. Lopez, stay in the room. Master Chen and Colonel Bianchi, if you would be so kind as to wait for us in the parlor. Greggory and Gilian, please step out and guard the main doors of the library. Leesai and Jayce, if you'll please step out and guard the back doors. Bryan, the upstairs entrance. Dillon should be arriving shortly, I'd appreciate it if you'd allow him in when he gets here."

"What the fuck is going on?" Leesai shouted in agitation.

"Will someone please tell us?" Jayce asked barely above a whisper.

"As soon as we can, yes. For now, please do as I ask. There is no imminent threat, I assure you." Kwill physically guided Gregg toward the door.

"This is fucked up," Gregg muttered.

Skye was somewhat surprised that everyone listened to Kwill. But that didn't make him feel better. "Kwill, we need to pack and head back. Rilien needs us."

"No. His Majesty, Emperor Darius, sent very clear and explicit orders via Tennat. We, and most especially you, Prince Skye, are to remain here and await further instructions. Under no circumstances are we to leave."

"But..."

"If Father says we need to stay, there has to be a reason." Garrett pulled Skye over to the couch and into his lap.

"He needs us. He could be hurt. He was so scared, Garrett."

"Yeah, we all felt that. But running in without a plan, not knowing what's going on won't help Rilien."

"Kwill, did he say what happened or when we'd know more?" Garrett asked.

"No, but Tennat said someone shielded him from Rilien just minutes before the driver hit the emergency call."

"What does that mean?" Skye asked.

"Most likely is that a psion is involved. It just happened Skye - it is way too soon to know more. I know you are all shaken, but you're broadcasting your stress to your wing. Keep busy and focus on other things until they contact us."

"Shit! Willow and Chris are probably freaking out!" Skye reached out with his mind, finding both and bringing them into his telepathic link. Are you guys okay?

Skye? Skye, what's going on? Something happened with Rilien, I can feel it. Then the palace went on lockdown, and there are Imperial Guards everywhere, Christos sent in a rush.

It's bad, isn't it Skye? Most of them are in armor, and they're carrying the big guns. Willow sounded petrified.

I don't know what happened. Just stay safe and listen to whatever Father or Pater tell you. Don't argue with them, please. As soon as I know more, I promise I'll get word to you. Kwill thinks a psion may have been involved, so I'm not sure it'll be safe to speak mind to mind.

Love you, Skye. Willow and Chris sent in unison.

I love you both, so much. Please, please stay safe.

Skye couldn't stop the tears. How could someone hurt Rilien. He was an innocent and had already been through so much. He looked up to see Dillon enter and Skye welcomed him onto the couch beside him. His elf snuggled in and Skye held him. He was sure Dillon was feeling Rilien's predicament as hard if not harder than the others. They'd become like brothers and not just wing brothers.

"We'll get through this." Garrett kissed Skye's face licking away his tears.

"Wait. Wait... Ril has one of these implant thingies right?" Skye held up his arm. "Can't they use that to track him?"

"Yes. And I'm pretty sure Pater is all over it. You think he's going to let anything happen to Rilien?"

"I feel so helpless," Skye said as he felt Dillon and Garrett both touching him to bring comfort.

"Might I suggest that we get everyone fed and return to practice for the afternoon? I think you all need the distraction; there's nothing else we can do at the moment," Kwill said.

"He's got a point, Babe. And didn't Bianchi say that you were to fly with Chaz?"

"Yeah." Skye couldn't help but smile. He loved flying with Chaz and took pride in how well Chaz did with him. Chaz struggled at first but when partnered with Skye he seemed to lose his fear and enjoyed himself. Skye blamed the bond, but it worked better somehow with Chaz. Of course none of them compared to Garrett, and Chaz and Dillon were his next favorite riders.

Skye looked around the room and saw his wing fidgeting and pacing. Venci looked shell-shocked. "You okay, Venci?" Skye asked.

"That was so freaking weird. I felt him in my head. I've met him, but only once or twice and yet when I felt his terror, I knew exactly who it was. It was like I was there with him..."

Fiske walked over and began rubbing Venci's shoulders where he'd dropped into a chair. "You'll get used to it. Most of the time it's more pleasant. Like when Skye's getting hot and heavy with a wing brother or one of us is especially happy."

"Father Dragon... you don't mean... I mean when Skye and I... oh shit. Just kill me now."

Fiske laughed and continued rubbing Venci's shoulders. "It's all good. We're glad you're a wing brother. Nothing wrong with enjoying the process and we've all been there. Some of us were just noisier than others, right Jos?"

"Oh, come on. I wasn't that bad!"

"No, it was the hours and hours you spent with Willow after that killed us and kept us from getting any sleep," Feired said.

"Why don't you go up to the room and splash some water on your face. We can get lunch and then go back out and continue on until we know more," Garrett said.

They all seemed to be lost in their own thoughts as Skye left the library. He couldn't miss the confused glares he got from Gregg and Gilian. I'm going to have to deal with that - I'm sure it doesn't feel good being on the outside and not knowing what's going on.

Garrett, can you talk to the other guards and apologize or whatever and give them some sort of explanation? Skye sent to his mate.

Will do.

Skye noticed Chen's door was open as he walked past. He turned and gently pushed it farther open.

"Master Chen?" Skye asked in confusion as he saw the open case on Chen's bed and him folding his clothing and packing.

"I've been ordered to return."

"But, I thought we were to stay here?"

"You and the others are to stay here. I have to go back to Capital City."

"Why?"

Chen didn't bother to look up as he packed. "I don't question Prince Argos when he gives me an order and I certainly don't grill him on 'why.' I'd suggest you follow my example."

Skye got a sinking feeling. This is bad. If Pater wants to put the Master Assassin back in the field... shit. "You'll do what you can to save Ril, right?"

Skye felt the tears forming again as soon as he saw Chen's pained expression. "Of course I will. I expect you to continue with your training and give it everything you've got. Even if I'm not here to keep you honest."

"I will."

Chen turned and his expression caused Skye to take a step back. "Trust your dragon, Skye. And even more importantly, trust your wing. You've got incredible skills but your heart and compassion hold you back. Don't be so stupid as to hold them back. Let River keep you safe."

Skye wanted to argue but he knew exactly what Chen meant. That hesitation, the 'what if questions,' and doubts as he struggled against his fear of becoming a bad guy.

"I have faith in you." Chen gave him a pat on the shoulder as he walked out the door.

• Scene 7 *

Skye was back in his spot, staring out into the falling snow as he surrounded himself with pillows on the window seat. Almost everyone had gathered in the grand parlor. Maybe just being together gave them the same comfort it did Skye. Most of them were watching some type of sporting competition on the holo-screen.

"I brought you some warmed cider and cookies," Dillon said handing Skye the mug. He set the plate of cookies on the cushion.

"Thanks. Hey... these look like snickerdoodles."

"Your grandma and Feired have been baking. He convinced her that she needs to teach him how to make all your favorites."

"Feired?" Skye asked in surprise.

"He's a closet baker and chef. Shhh. Don't tell anyone; it's a secret. He said the only ones who know are the crew of the Temero," Dillon confided in a whisper.

Skye snorted and then burst out laughing. "Sorry. I forgot. Guess I'm a bit distracted."

"Eat a cookie. It will make you feel better. Your grandma said they're medicinal."

"Yeah..."

Skye bit into a cookie as he returned his gaze to the snow. It had been one of the longest days of his life. Come to think of it; there were way too many of those. Flying with Chaz had been good, but the distraction only lasted so long.

"You brooding again?" River's voice broke through Skye's thoughts.

"I don't brood."

"You so fucking brood. Like. All. The. Time. I figured I'd find you here - since there wasn't a tree convenient."

"Are you saying I'm predictable?"

"Yup."

"Dick."

"I can arrange that for you if that's what you want."

Skye laughed again. "I was referring to your amazing personality."

"Yeah, I'm pretty awesome. I know. So how ya doin'?"

"Tired. This isn't how it's supposed to go."

"How you figure?"

"In the movies and books, we'd be given some great quest or journey to save the 'fill in the blank.' We'd have a very clear enemy who needs to be destroyed, and I'd have some great wizened mentor to lead me on my path."

"Sorry dude. Last I checked we didn't have a ring or a sword. And Kwill may have some wisdom but sure as shit, he ain't Merlin."

I have other skills I'm sure that old man never dreamed of! Kwill's voice echoed in their heads.

Skye laughed. "Yeah, don't think Merlin was trying to get in Arthur's pants." He winked at Kwill who was watching them from across the room.

"That you know of. Let's be honest they probably wouldn't have written about that part," River said.

Skye smiled at his brother. "Thanks. I feel like this place is picking me apart piece by piece. I don't even know who to fight. All these little factions and groups, just taking bites out of me and breaking me down."

"Just because we don't know about the big boss at the end, doesn't mean there isn't one."

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

"Nope. I just look at it like we've got to clear this level before we power up and are ready for the next one."

"But Rilien is a real person, in real danger and it's my fault."

"He is. But not your fault. You don't control the people doing this, and at this point, we have no idea if it's even related to you."

"It makes me so fucking angry. If they so much as harm a hair on his head I will eviscerate every one of them and keep them alive long enough to watch their own entrails pulled from their body."

"Harsh, Bro. Didn't really need that picture. Besides, I think you should let me do the eviscerating. I won't feel nearly as guilty."

Skye felt Chen's words come back to him. "I can't have everyone else do the hard stuff because I'm too weak."

"Not weak. You're just better at other things. I can tell you that eviscerating is tame compared to what my dragon's come up with for these guys. They took one of ours. They will pay, Skye. I promise."

Skye felt a change in the air and then a presence that he hadn't noticed before. He excused himself from the window seat and moved across the room. Just as he was about to say something, a humanoid form started taking shape before him.

The room erupted into chaos. Kwill started hissing like a crazy cat. River and Garrett almost knocked him over in their attempt to shield him with their bodies, and in seconds his guards had surrounded him.

"Everyone, please stand down," Skye commanded calmly. "This is not a threat. Please. Just give me a moment." The lizard-man or chameleon as Argos referred to their race was now fully visible. Just in case, Skye reached for his magic and pulled it to the surface, preparing for the unfortunate scenario of him being wrong. Skye started to move forward, finding himself blocked by River.

"River, trust me." Skye took River's hand and looked into his eyes. I think he's one of ours. A good guy but feel my magic? I'm not taking chances. Stay with me and let me do this. You and your dragon know I could freeze him in an instant. Right?

River looked skeptical but nodded. Yeah.

Skye approached and held out his hand palm upward as the chameleon held out his hand, palm downward. Skye willed his mark to the surface, and the dragon crest began glowing like blue fire under his skin. He clasped hands with the chameleon, and a red fire answered, illuminating the dagger sigil on the back of the chameleon's hand.

"I'm Prince Skye."

"Yes, I know you, Your Majesty. I've been watching over you for some time. I am known as Cessa. I work for Seetal."

Skye could feel the others around him relax. Wonder exactly how long, he's been around and how I didn't notice him.

You can't trust him, Skye. He's one of 'them.' Kwill sent with a scathing tone.

Kwill, he works for Argos, who already told me how to confirm his loyalty and he checks out. Why...

Kwill started hissing again.

"Psions do not like my kind. If you were not aware, our species are not on the best of terms," Cessa said.

Okay, I'm not quite sure what to do with that. Any ideas dragon? "Can we just all try to keep the peace until we know what's going on?"

Cessa gave a bow. "Of course."

"Kwill?"

I'll be watching.

"Do you know anything that you can share with us?" Skye asked.

"My orders were to reveal myself and let you know that future communications will come through me. A psion was with those who captured Rilien. We must assume that he might be able to hear what passes among others of his kind."

"So Rilien has been taken?" Garrett clarified.

"Yes. He was returning from the Mage Hall. His carriage was attacked, and the driver and guards were killed. The driver was able to trigger an alarm and forces were deployed immediately, but they arrived to find Rilien already gone. The carriage and city surveillance cameras provided the information on who took him and that the psion was involved. By appearance, a full squadron of paid mercenaries. It appeared to be very well planned out. No ransom has been demanded, and no communications have been received."

"So what now?"

"Emperor Darius and Prince Argos want you to remain here and continue as if nothing has happened. Prince Argos sends his assurances that he has put all his resources on this matter. He feels that it is likely that you may still need to be involved but not until he knows more."

"So, he's not keeping us out if it completely?"

"He will use the best tool for the job. If that means you and your team, you will be called upon. He did have one other order, or perhaps request."

"I'm listening..."

"Prince Argos said you need to bond the remainder of your team. Including the psion." The last came out with a clear loathing in Cessa's voice.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Skye objected.

"He did not share how he came to this conclusion, just that he was advised that it needed to happen and that you would argue."

"Predictable." River said with a nudge.

Skye took a deep breath and tried to get his heart to stop pounding. "Okay, anything else?"

"Prince Christos and Willow have been moved to a secure location until this situation has been resolved. I will come to you as soon as I learn more. Do not use your psion or your own telepathy to communicate about this with anyone in Capital City."

"So how do we get confidential messages through?" Garrett asked.

"Through me. Our people will reach out to your remaining wing mates and tell them what they need to know. It isn't safe for you to contact them right now."

"So I already talked to Chris and Willow. Pater will tell Kleitos. That means you need to find Braden, Taleel, Jerrick, and Teak. Zo is cut off, so he's okay."

"Skye, what about Lord Eluf?" Corbin asked.

"Shit. Yeah, he'll need to be told as well. Who am I forgetting?"

"If you think of something or need me. Just voice your need. I'll find you."

"Oh, and that's not creepy and stalker-ish at all." Skye took Garrett's hand and squeezed. I can do this. I can do this. Damn, how to even start? What do I do, have them take a number? He repeated to himself.

No, Babe. 'We' can do this and just like with everything else, one step at a time.

End Chapter 34 | (Characters / Glossary 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. Born on Draga. Student.

• 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, bond-mate to River Markus Eklund. Student.

• Charlie Eklund, human, grandfather of Skye and River. Born on Earth - U.S.A.

• Nancy Eklund, human, grandmother of Skye and River. Born on Earth - U.S.A.

• River Markus Eklund, chosen of Nikias. Most assume he will be a platinum dragon, Prince, bond-mate to Nikias. 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.

Skye's Imperial Guard:

• Bryan O'Dell, gold dragon, 5'10", bodybuilder, red hair, pale complexion, and emerald green eyes

• Chaz Blackclaw, were-dagger, 6'1", Ranger - athletic build, medium complexion, shoulder-length dark brown, wavy hair, chiseled face with dark brows and lashes, a neatly trimmed beard and striking blue eyes

• Feired Fornay, silver dragon, 5' 11", slender swimmer's build, pale complexion, silver-white shoulder-length, straight hair, pale blue eyes

• Fiske Abusson, gold dragon, 6', lean muscled swimmer's build, warm gold skin, slender hips, thick, straight shoulder-length brown hair, blue eyes,

• Gilian, elf, Ranger, 5'4", slender athletic build, long, rich brown hair and brilliant green eyes

• Greggory Wolf, werewolf, 6', muscled athletic build, short dark beard, dark hair and pale green eyes

• Jayce Roberts, gold dragon, 5'10", pretty, ripped athletic build, notable 'v' torso, curly shoulder-length, golden brown hair, brown eyes with gold starburst

• Jos Trall, gold dragon, 5'9", bodybuilder, red-gold hair, skin more bronze than gold, blue eyes

• Kuai Lung, Chinese gold dragon, Asian in appearance, 5'6", ripped, slender build, black shoulder length hair, large dark eyes and a pretty face

• Leesai Tedurian, Felecian, female 6'6", muscled and ripped, skin is a deep golden brown and has a mane of light brown hair, yellow cat's eyes, a little larger and set farther apart, cheekbones more pronounced than a human's, has a tail

• Mica Kaber, gold dragon, 6'2", lean athletic build, shoulder-plus length, blond hair, blue eyes, Skye refers to him as his "surfer dude."

• Quinn Corbin, gold dragon, 5'11", muscled athletic build, short-cropped dark brown hair, dark brown eyes

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