Dancing with the Dragon, Chosen

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Dancing with the Dragon: Chapter 59, Take a Number, Copyright 2022 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 59: Take a Number by Tripp Savidge

• Scene 1 *

I'm on my way, Venci. How's he doing? Skye asked. He'd been feeling a pull and having spells of vertigo since he woke. He glanced back at Taleel sprawled on the bed.

The admiral is somewhat out of it, but he's conscious. Just to warn you, Skye, his mate felt that Admiral Cocachet wasn't well and is on his way to the palace. I won't be able to stay with him as I'm needed back in the meeting. What would you like me to do, sir?

It's okay. I understand, Venci. Do what you need to. Skye hated leaving Taleel without getting to speak with him, but he knew Dillon would take care of him and explain. He stepped into the hall, and two Imperial Guards fell into step with him. 'I wonder if our wing-mates escorted Garrett. I expected to see them waiting for me.'

'Perhaps they didn't know. Garrett just left, and it's not like we gave them warning,' Mistral responded.

'True.' He was about halfway to where Venci had parked the admiral when he saw Arcturus walking toward him. "Good morning, Arc. Where are you headed?"

"The new folks are meeting with one of the tutors after breakfast to get an overview of Draga and the Empire. I was going to start working on some lesson plans for etiquette." Arcturus grimaced.

"At least they're eager to learn. Make sure you explain 'why' and where some of the customs originated; that may help." Skye paused to listen to Mistral.

'Why not take the bear with us? I don't think we should bond the admiral by ourselves, especially if his mate might show up.'

'Good point.'

"Arcturus, would you please join me? I need to check on Admiral Cocachet. He's fallen ill, and his mate is on his way to the palace," Skye said.

"Are you a healer? I didn't know that." Arcturus looked adorably confused.

"I am being trained as a medic's assistant, but this case might be more magic or bond related."

"I'll certainly join you, but I don't know how I can help," Arcturus offered.

"Just having another wing-mate present will make things easier for me. Thank you."

'You're not going to warn him?' Mistral asked.

'Warn him about what?'

'That you're going to bond the admiral, and he'll get pulled in.' Mistral's mind voice had a tone of accusation.

'Cocachet might not want the sex version,' Skye mentally huffed.

Mistral snorted. 'You can keep lying to yourself, but we know better.'

Skye reached the study where Venci had left the admiral. He could feel the pull even more strongly. He knocked, then opened the door. Skye almost ran into the guard who stepped in front of him, holding him back until the other one checked the room. Once cleared, he entered to find Admiral Cocachet sitting on the couch.

"Prince Skye? Am I intruding? Venci said this room was available until I caught my breath." The admiral looked at Skye then Arcturus.

"No, this is where you're supposed to be. I wanted to check on you to see if I can help figure out what's wrong," Skye said. "Admiral Cocachet, this is one of my wing-mates, Arcturus."

"Pleased to meet you. Prince Skye, I'm sure the medics-"

"I think it may be magical in nature," Skye interrupted.

"I've been cursed?" Cocachet's eyes went wide.

"I don't think so, but may I sit with you?" Skye pointed to the couch.

"Where do you want me, Prince Skye?" Arcturus asked.

"Sit anywhere you like and stop with the Prince thing, both of you." Skye turned back to Cocachet. "I'm going to use my magic to check you over. I'm not going to touch, but I need to have my hands close to you for the best results."

"Okay."

Skye drew on his magic and opened his mind to his other sight. He leaned forward, letting his hands roam over the admiral, hovering a few inches above him. Skye felt his power drawn to the man like a magnet and had to consciously hold it back. After a moment of concentration, he regained control and began the scan.

Physically, the admiral was in excellent health. The mate bond was strong though he thought he could reinforce it. Skye didn't find anything wrong, and there was no sign of a curse or other external magic at play. What he did see was the admiral's aura stretching toward him as if it wanted to draw him in.

'We've never looked for this before. Quanta would scold us for not paying attention and learning how our magic worked,' Mistral said.

'We've felt the pull before the magic reacted, but I've never paid much attention after it noticed someone. We've bonded most of them fairly quickly. And I'll confess that I never thought of looking.'

"There is nothing physically or biologically wrong with you, sir. I'm afraid it may be because we have not completed the bond since my magic noticed you. This happened with another wing-mate, but their symptoms were somewhat different." Skye moved back into the corner of the couch to put some space between them.

"You warned me this could happen," Cocachet reminded him.

"I'd planned on stopping by the bakery and meeting your mate. Unfortunately, Underhill did not consult me on my plans when...well, you know."

"If it makes you feel better, Andril and I discussed the bonding. He was adamant that I take the opportunity to be with you if it was offered. He said that no sane dragon would go for a 'ceremonial' bonding. He even went so far as to tell our sons so he could get their opinion. One of the more embarrassing moments in my life. They agreed with Andril."

"What do 'you' want?" Skye asked, struggling not to hold his breath.

"Have you looked at yourself? Do you even realize what a celebrity you are or how many people follow your every move? Of course I want the sex option. I may not be a dragon, but I've lived with one and raised four. I assure you that once I understood how it worked on Draga, I was all for it. Andril's only stipulation was that I had to report back in detail." Cocachet blushed.

Skye had kept himself open enough to pick up on strong emotions or thoughts. That included Arcturus, so he was now aware that his bear was both aroused and embarrassed. It also confirmed that the admiral was being totally honest.

"Do we need to wait until Andril arrives?" Skye paused as an idea struck him. "How long until we can expect him?"

Cocachet checked his bio-comm. "He hasn't left yet. He had to wait until one of our sons got to the bakery to take over for him."

"How strong is your connection? Can you mind-speak? Can you feel or sense what he does?" Skye asked.

"Pretty standard, from what I understand. Maybe a little better than usual. We can mind-speak, and we are often aware of any strong emotions. That's how he knew I wasn't well. He felt it through our bond," Cocachet explained.

"I'd suggest that you talk to Andril, tell him what we think is causing the problem and suggest that he find a quiet place-by himself-where he can wait. Let him know that we'll complete the bond but after I've strengthened your connection to him. I can't guarantee the results, but I believe he may get some spillover, which could be awkward if he's around other people or driving."

"I'll let him know." Cocachet closed his eyes and went silent.

Skye watched the admiral and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. He was his superior in the service and a mature man with dragonlings older than Skye. Skye wouldn't have said he was his type, but he still found him attractive-maybe that was due to the magic.

Cocachet looked to be in his late thirties, early forties, with hints of gray in his hair and dark beard. He had what he'd always heard described as a bear build, barrel-chested, thick, and with noticeable body hair. It seemed odd that his bear-shifter didn't share any of the traits except for being hairier than most. Which reminded him he needed to talk to his wing-mate.

Arc, I'm going to need your help.

How exactly am I going to help if you need to bond the admiral?

Skye glanced back at Cocachet, who still had his eyes closed. What seems to work best is if a wing-mate joins me when I bond a new brother. I can pull on your shifter magic and add it to the bond. Most often, it is Garrett, but it can be any one of you. It will also make it a better and more memorable experience for him.

Might it be good to at least know his full name if we're going to be getting intimate? Arcturus asked.

Yeah, probably. Are you attracted to him? Would you be willing?

I feel a strange pull to him, but even if I didn't, I wouldn't have any trouble if you're involved. Arcturus blushed, and the admiral turned to look at them.

"Andril said that would be fine, and I can let him know when things are done so he can get back to work," Cocachet said.

"That's not very romantic," Skye muttered, and Cocachet laughed.

"Sure it is. He knows that if I'm well enough, I have to go back into meetings. He also reminded me that I have to give him every detail when I get home and to expect that I won't be doing anything else later."

"This is a little weird with you being the admiral and all. Would you be okay sharing your name if we're going to, you know?"

Cocachet chuckled. "James, and when we're in private, please feel free to use it. To avoid confusion, I'm going to put it out there that I prefer bottoming. I know I don't look it, but trust me when I say that's what I want. Young hunk like you giving it to me?" Cocachet sighed. "Like a fantasy come true."

Arcturus laughed. "I feel you, brother. I get the same, though I consider myself versatile, but add a big dick in the mix, and they don't even give you the chance."

Skye watched Cocachet's eyes track down Arcturus's body, landing on his prominent bulge and licking his lips.

"I like big cocks," Cocachet whispered, and Skye had to bite his lip to keep from laughing.

'This is going to be easier than we expected,' Mistral said.

Skye stood and walked over to the door. He opened it and let the guards know they weren't to be disturbed. Fortunately, both of them had been on duty with him before, so he didn't have to go into long explanations.

Doing a quick check of the side tables, Skye found a bottle of the premier lube they stocked in the palace. He'd mentioned to Garrett once how odd it was they had some stashed in every room, but his mate looked at him like he was crazy and responded with: "Duh, dragons?"

"You realize I don't have a body like most of your guards? I'm a human who loves his mate's baking and sits at a desk all day."

"Don't worry about it. The magic sees you and knows you're important and bring something special to our wing. Not that you can change it, but you should know that once you're bonded, you'll be able to sense the other wing-mates. Not just know when they're near but also pick up on emotions and even thoughts. Not too unlike the bond you have with Andril."

"Might want to mention the spillover," Arcturus suggested bashfully.

"Okay, you may also get spillover if I or some of your wing-mates have some hot and heavy sex. You know I have telepathy, it works even better with wing-mates, and you'll be able to reach me with your thoughts. Unless I'm in Underhill or off planet-farther than Draga Station."

"You'll also be strongly attracted to your wing-brothers, like sexually. Since you've got a mate, you might want to warn him," Arcturus added.

"Most of this shouldn't directly affect your mate, but if your bond ends up as strong as some, he'll get spillover too." Skye was pretty sure with what he'd seen that Cocachet and Andril's would be as strong as Ian's.

"Should I..." Arcturus looked at Skye in question.

"Both of you can get undressed. You are welcome to start while I work on the bond." Skye undressed and could feel both sets of eyes on him.

"Holy fuck. You're even hotter in person than in your holos," Cocachet said in a quiet voice. "And you. Shit, that's big."

Arcturus was a big man, six-foot-seven of muscle, so to Skye, it seemed appropriate that he had a big cock as well. And standing over Cocachet, who was still seated on the couch, the view was probably even more intimidating.

Skye was doing his best not to think about Cocachet watching holos of him and did not appreciate Mistral's snicker. "You can look all you want, touch would be even better, but you might want to get undressed while you can still think," Skye suggested before closing his eyes and drawing on his magic. Finding the admiral and his mate-bond was easy.

Arcturus glowed even brighter, having already been bonded to the wing. But as he was noticing, he realized he'd never opened the bear's ability to bond with a dragon. But that's not why we're here, he reminded himself.

Concentrating on Cocachet's bond with Andril, Skye spun his magic so it wrapped along the connection, strengthening it and making it glow brighter. He hoped it would work like it had with Ian. He repeated the process several more times, so the connection was more than double the thickness it had been originally.

"What did you do?" Cocachet's eyes were wide as he looked at Skye.

"Strengthened your bond with your mate. Has something changed?"

"It's like I can sense and see what he is... I know without him even telling me that he pulled a chair into the storeroom at the bakery."

"Good. Your ability to mind-speak with him should also be stronger now. That's what I hoped would happen," Skye admitted.

"You didn't know?" Cocachet looked worried.

"I've only tried it once before. We don't have many mated pairs in the wing, and I'm still learning." Skye shrugged. "Do you have any requests for how we do this? Anything you particularly like or don't?"

"Would you let me suck you?" Cocachet's voice came out in a whisper. "Um, I'd also like you to fuck me-but on my back so I can see you."

"Relax. We'll stop at any time if you give the word, and if you want more, say so." Skye stood and stepped up beside Arcturus, wrapping his arm around the bear's waist.

While he sucks me, would you be willing to use your mouth on his cock and hole to get him ready? I can help, but we need to loosen him up if he's going to take that beast of yours up his ass, Skye sent to Arcturus.

You sure this is okay?

Yes, I'm sure. He wants it badly. But I think part of the lust and need is also coming from his mate, which increased when I strengthened their bond.

Cocachet moved off the couch to his knees and ran his hands up and down Skye's body. It was nice being appreciated, but Skye tried not to let it go to his head. Since he'd already pulled on his magic, it was still there, ready and waiting. This time he used it to calm the admiral's nerves and let him accept his desires.

Arcturus lifted Cocachet's hips and pushed his knees farther apart to get what he wanted. Lowering himself to the floor and moving behind him, he began.

Cocachet let out a moan as he leaned into Skye and took his dick into his mouth, sucking gently.

'You realize his mate is likely sensing all of this?' Mistral asked.

'I hoped that would happen with the strengthened bond. Also why I wanted him to find a quiet spot to wait. He won't be able to think once we get going, and it will take a while before they can learn to control the connection.'

Skye closed his eyes and tried to reign in his lust. The admiral was surprisingly good at blow jobs which seemed at odds with the mature military dad. He was a bear of a man but seemed to be very solid and even hairier than Arcturus, with a light dusting of dark hair on his back and ass. His gold dragon bond mark was stunning and almost a full sleeve from Cocachet's wrist up to his shoulder.

'He is a very attractive man and likes sex,' Mistral said.

'Yeah, I picked up on that. I feel a little embarrassed that he's been fantasizing about me fucking him since we first met. But, it's a relief to know he and his mate have had other lovers. Adjusting to the wing may not be so difficult.' Skye watched his wing-mate enjoying the admiral. You doing okay, Arc?

Fucking fantastic. I never had a human before who wasn't a shifter. He's delicious, and the sounds he makes when I get my tongue in his hole are so sweet. Is it normal to feel drawn to him?

It is. The others have noticed that whenever there's someone who my magic notices, they feel it. Maybe you can eat out his hole once we've both pumped a load into him and he's bonded. That's something you don't get to do with dragons, and I'll bet you might even make him cum again.

Fuck, yeah! Arcturus's excitement came through clearly. Skye had forgotten that he disappeared almost immediately after Arcturus had been bonded. That meant his bear hadn't had as much time with Skye as the other new wing-mates. Arcturus also hadn't had time to get to know his other new brothers since so many of them were in Underhill.

'We must remedy this. We should also find out how well they've been taking care of him so we can ensure he is not left lacking,' Mistral said.

'Now that Kwill and Beck are back, I think we'll need to do a check on all our wing-mates.'

Skye caressed Cocachet's face as he sucked him and ran his fingers through the admiral's hair. He'd already opened himself to his partners so he would know what they were feeling and what they needed while at the same time blocking Garrett and the rest of the wing. He would admit being somewhat surprised to learn that the man on his knees had a number of dragon lovers he shared with his mate.

'We will need to be careful of his mate now that he will have the wing to take care of him. You will have to explain, or we may need to find a way to include him,' Mistral cautioned.

'Perhaps you could speak to his mate's dragon as well. You might have more success.'

'True. Dragons are often more reasonable than their other halves.' Mistral preened at the thought.

"My God, you are handsome," Cocachet whispered when he pulled back to take a breath.

Arcturus laughed. "Have you seen my wing-mates? They are all attractive enough to drive a bear to distraction. That was one of the hardest adjustments when I was first bonded; I was aroused every time they were near me to the point I couldn't think."

"You are going to make me cum if you keep that up, Arcturus. This has to be the best rimming of my life." Cocachet took Skye back into his throat.

'If he thinks Arcturus is good, imagine what he'll think of Garrett when he shifted his tongue and gets it deep inside him,' Mistral said. Skye could imagine but chose not to comment.

Skye, his ass is ready if you want to fuck him. Arcturus looked up from between the admiral's ass cheeks with a grin. He sniffed the air. I can smell your lust from here.

I was thinking we alternate with one of us in his mouth and the other in his hole. Even when I bond him, he'll still want more, Skye sent.

Won't he pass out?

If I'm careful with my magic until we're both ready, I think I can keep him going. It doesn't affect the bond; it's more to make it special.

He has a nice dick; he can fuck me if he wants, Arcturus offered.

I'm in his head, so if I think that would make it better for him, I'll let you know. From what I'm finding, being on the receiving end is his preference. At the moment, he's exceptionally happy, but I'm going to blow soon if we don't switch.

Arcturus chuckled, apparently with his tongue still in Cocachet's hole, given the moan.

"Admiral, I'm going to change spots with Arc. You okay with that?" Skye asked, pulling back and lifting Cocachet's head with his finger under the man's chin.

"If your cock is going to be inside me, call me James. And I'd love to have you fuck me, but I want to see. If I'm going to have a young hot jock plowing my ass, I want all the visuals so I can relive it later."

"Maybe you didn't catch it in Skye's explanation of wing-mates, sir. You'll be getting his dick again, and if you want, the wing-brothers too."

"Fuck." Cocachet dropped his head and took a deep breath.

"James, let's use that ottoman. It's big enough and will put you in a good position. Arc, toss me the lube." Skye helped "James" onto his back and lifted his legs. "Grab your knees." The admiral's chest and belly didn't let him fold in half like many of the guys, so he'd have to help until he could rest his ankles on Skye's shoulders.

Skye slicked his fingers and teased the pink opening. He concentrated on the muscles in Cocachet's hole, already responsive, it relaxed more and opened easily to Skye's prodding. He pushed two fingers into the warm heat.

"Oh, God. Look at you. Damn, I hope Andril really 'can' see this; he'll be so jealous." Cocachet watched Skye intently. "I've been taking dick substantially longer than you've been alive, son. Fuck me already."

Skye blushed as he lubed his cock. 'Mistral, it feels kind of weird having sex with a guy who looks old enough to be my dad.'

'Pretty sure he's old enough to be your great-grandfather. Quit worrying. He wants this, and our magic likes him; besides, look at that hole. I want to feel it wrapped around our dick,' Mistral said.

He put his slicked cock against the opening and slid in. Skye planned to take it slow and easy, reminding himself that while mated, Cocachet was still human. It seemed the admiral had other ideas as he used his muscled legs to wrap around Skye and pull him in until his balls were flush against James's taint.

"Mm-hm. That's a sight right out of my fantasies. Look at all that golden skin and flexing muscle. I am one lucky bastard."

"Want something to suck on while he fucks you?" Arcturus asked, running his hard-on against the admiral's cheek. "Turn your head, and you can have it."

Cocachet's eyes were dark with lust as he watched Skye for a few more seconds. He turned his head but tried to keep his gaze on Skye as he opened his mouth to take in the thick head of Arcturus's cock.

"Damn, that's a big one. You going to fuck me when Skye's done? I haven't had a dick that big in my ass since before boot camp."

"If you want it, I'd love to. And...if you enjoy it, remember that as a wing-mate, you can have it again and again. And I'll say it now; you can return the favor and fuck me too." Arcturus's voice came out in a low growl, letting Skye know his bear was close to the surface.

'I expect that James is not so different from the bears he's been with in the past. Arcturus may miss having a big solid man under him,' Mistral said as he drew Skye's attention to how much both men were enjoying this.

'We have a lot of muscled, solid guys, but I agree, no one with James's build. His ass feels so good.'

Skye reached up and massaged the furry chest, noticing that Cocachet's nipples looked as though they'd been stretched-they were much larger than most humans. He pinched one and felt the admiral's channel tighten around his cock. He pinched both of them, and James moaned while continuing to suck Arcturus.

The bear shifter caught his eye, pointing at the man's leaking dick. Arcturus winked and took over pinching and tugging on Cocachet's nipples while Skye used more lube and began stroking the admiral's cock. It was nicely sized and felt good in his hand. Realizing that their future wing- mate was going to cum soon, Skye decided it was time to switch again.

Trade places with me? Skye sent to Arcturus. He got a raised eyebrow in response, but the bear accommodated.

Offering up his dick, Skye was pleased that Cocachet was easily distracted and only let out a small whimper when Arcturus entered him. Once the bear started thrusting, Skye used his telekinetics to ramp up the stimulation of James's passage, nipples, and cock. Arcturus had taken over stroking, and Skye was tugging on the hard nubs, but his abilities made the sensations substantially stronger than would otherwise be possible.

"I'm gonna cum," Cocachet gasped as he pulled back from Skye's cock.

"Don't fight it, James. Let go and enjoy how good it feels," Skye encouraged as he moved to take the admiral's cock into his mouth.

"So fucking huge," Cocachet whimpered and then, "Fuck! Fuck! Oh. My. Gawd!" His body shook, and Skye got a pleasant mouthful of man seed. He swallowed it down but didn't stop stimulating with his powers. A little bit of adjustment, and he made sure James would stay hard for another round.

"Can I..." Arcturus's voice growled.

"Fill him up, Arc. Once you're done, I want another go."

Arcturus gave him a predatory grin and slammed hard into Cocachet, the sound of flesh against flesh echoing off the walls.

"UGH!" Arcturus cried out and stilled.

Skye could feel the release through his bond and noticed that his magic hummed in response as the bear's seed filled the admiral. When Arcturus finished and pulled out, Skye took his place, and they flipped James onto his hands and knees. He was still conscious, but a lust haze had come over him. Skye wondered what Arcturus could smell from the admiral.

"Are you ready to be part of our wing?" Skye whispered as he fingered Cocachet's cum-slick hole.

"Please," Cocachet moaned.

"I want you to suck another load out of Arcturus as I fill you." Skye used his power to tighten James's hole. Not that it wouldn't have felt good, but Arcturus was a big guy, and the admiral had been very thoroughly fucked. Now Cocachet was being spit-roasted between them with Skye in his ass and Arcturus's cock attempting to breach his throat.

Another twitch of his power and Arcturus slid in until Cocachet's nose was buried in his furry pubes. Skye knew he wasn't going to last long, so he made sure his magic was ready and that every erogenous zone the man had was being pummeled.

He thought it impressive that Cocachet could manage to groan around Arcturus's cock.

'He is a very happy man. We've even surpassed his fantasies,' Mistral cooed in satisfaction.

'I don't think he expected me to bring a wing-mate, and it was sheer luck that Arcturus fit another fantasy. I don't think he'll make it past the bonding. His system is already overloaded with the stimulation.'

'So bond him, already. It's not like we won't have his ass again.'

Skye cringed at Mistral's comment, but with his own orgasm building, he wasn't going to worry about it now. Doing a quick check, Arcturus was also close again. As soon as he felt James reaching the crest, he sent a tendril of power to the bear shifter's prostate and pushed him over the edge. Once both his partners were caught in their orgasms, Skye let go, filling the admiral with his magic. He leaned forward to bite down on the James's shoulder blade as his balls emptied into his commander.

Cocachet did an impressive job of continuing to swallow until Arcturus was spent and his own cum had splattered onto the floor. Skye remained inside the admiral for a moment, doing a quick scan to ensure the bond was in place and that he was well.

"Um...Skye? I think he passed out." Arcturus looked at him with concern, his still wet cock hard and standing at attention.

"That happens." Skye slowly withdrew while still gripping Cocachet's hips to keep him on his knees. He was surprised for a moment when he saw the white stream leaking from the gaping hole. Then he remembered, "human," and that he'd promised it to Arcturus.

"If you want, he's got an ass full of seed that needs attention." Skye gently lowered James to the floor and moved out of the way as the bear quickly took his place.

"Mm. The only bad part about sex with dragons..." Arcturus muttered while he was sucking and lapping at the unconscious man's ass.

'His subconscious can still feel it and knows what our bear is doing. I think he's going to like being part of the wing. Though, I didn't expect him to be as much of a sex hound as our dragons.'

'Maybe that's why the magic noticed him?' Skye wiped up with Arcturus's shirt figuring he could apologize later. He collapsed onto the couch and closed his eyes. A few seconds of mental silence and he remembered to open his shields back up to Garrett and the others.

Arcturus had decided he'd gotten as much as he could and was gathering his clothing when Skye felt Garrett's mental presence.

So another one, fully mated and fucked unconscious? Garrett teased.

If you want to be crass.

You did good. But unfortunately, we might have another problem. We found Captain Nekko. He's at some healing spa on the other side of Draga. Sounds like he might have gotten sick-perhaps even worse than Cocachet. Also needed to let you know, Father has asked that I meet him at the Assembly. He said that I needed to be briefed on what's been happening.

When will you be back?

No idea. I'll let you know. Love you, Garrett sent.

Love you. Skye sighed. He'd really hoped Garrett would be with him for the day. He glanced at the admiral and hoped this wouldn't be a trend. 'Father Dragon, please let Basil and Rebel be okay.' Skye wasn't sure he believed or even knew any of the teachings of Father Dragon, but he could admit that he was desperate enough to take any help he could get.

• Scene 2 *

"Thank you, Pater. I guess I didn't think this through." Skye was more than a little nervous the prince would be upset with him. Having a passed-out admiral in one of the palace studies could be seen as awkward. At least they'd managed to get him dressed.

Prince Argos turned to Skye. "I'm very happy to have you back, so I can put up with a little excitement. Contrary to what they tell you, dragons get sick occasionally and certainly human bond-mates. It's not a problem, I assure you. Speaking of..." Argos nodded to the man approaching.

"Your Majesties," Andril said with a bow. "Wow, this is uncomfortable." Andril ran a hand through his already messy dark blond hair.

"Don't give it another thought. Using one of the guest rooms is completely appropriate. This way, you can stay with him, and no one outside the palace has reason to gossip. Don't be in a rush to leave. I understand it can take a few days for a new wing member to adjust." Prince Argos gave Skye a knowing look before stepping away.

"You okay?" Skye asked as the dragon blushed. His dark gold skin took on an almost bronze cast.

"Better than okay. I certainly didn't expect...you know...what happened, but to have this strong of a bond with James? Father Dragon, it's amazing," Andril said.

"Please forgive me if this is too personal, but did you get, or rather, were you able to sense...um," Skye asked.

Andril laughed and dropped his voice to a whisper. "James warned me, but it was like I was the one here with you. I mean, sure, there are stories, but most bonds don't work that way. I promise I won't tell anyone, even our sons."

"It's not actually a secret, though before we decide, we probably ought to talk with James about what he wants to be public. Being part of my wing while being our superior may cause problems. There's no rush, and since he's human, there won't be any visible sign. Only a mage can detect the bond. And they can't tell who it is connected to unless we're together."

"Thank you for taking such good care of him. He may not have told you, but this was like a dream come true. He struggled for so many years letting go of all the negative brainwashing he got on Earth. I'm thrilled that he accepted this part of himself." Andril leaned in closer. "I told him he has a dragon's soul."

"He does. A gold one at that, as you know from your bond mark," Skye said. Part of Andril's bond mark showed beneath his sleeve.

"I'll stay and watch over him. Is there anything we need to do?" Andril asked.

"No, he's just exhausted. He'll be hungry and need some sleep; spending time with his wing-mates over the next couple of days will also help. You may need to remind him that the buzzing and emotions from the wing will take some time to settle. If he has any questions, we're all here to help. I'll ask my valet, Dillon, to check in on you. He can have food delivered when the admiral wakes up."

"Thank you, Prince Skye. I hope someday you'll visit us at the bakery." Andril gave another bow.

"Not to freak you out, but odds are you'll be seeing a lot of us before too long."

"You want me to help? I could carry him." Skye overheard Arcturus's offer to the guards.

"Thank you, sir. We've got him," one of the palace guards responded.

Andril turned to watch as they lifted the admiral to carry him up to the guest room. "Your Majesty." He gave another brief bow and joined them as they left the study.

Skye hadn't realized that Prince Argos was there until he stepped in beside him.

"That will be interesting." Prince Argos smiled at him. "Having an admiral in your wing. But I understand from Darius that we have a new challenge. Captain Nekko?"

"We think he's also suffering from the bond sickness, but from what Garrett learned, it may be more severe. And the bigger challenge is that he's not close."

"Hm. Leave that to me. I'll take care of it. You can't miss your own birthday party."

"What party?" Skye dreaded the thought of a media spectacle.

"We may not have been able to celebrate on the right day, but don't think for one moment that you were forgotten. I left the details to Braden, Dillon, and your grandmother. I believe it will be more of a gathering than an event. We've even set up a meeting with Lord Eluf to meet with Father, so he has a reason to be here," Prince Argos explained. "You may want to include the admiral if he has recovered by then."

"Gathering as in no external guests or special clothing requirements?" Skye was still suspicious.

Prince Argos grinned. "An evening with your wing-mates and family. Though it will have to start a little later since we've invited Lord Eluf. I assumed you'd had enough excitement, and you'll have more than enough public appearances with the return of the dark fae."

'Maybe he'll bring his generals,' Mistral whispered.

'Isn't there enough chaos?'

"People won't be suspicious if Lord Eluf visits when there's not a big event?"

"Serat set it up as a meeting to bring Lord Eluf up to date on the Assembly actions against the pack members who attacked his people. While he has a representative at the meetings, it is only appropriate that he have the opportunity to ask questions. Boch Nee will join them as well."

"Did anything else happen since we talked last?" Skye asked.

"We can catch up on that later." Prince Argos gave a glance to Arcturus and the guards at the door, reminding him that they weren't alone. "Have you eaten breakfast?"

"No, I was getting ready when Venci contacted me about Admiral Cocachet. It's probably too late now."

"Nonsense. The kitchen is always open. Use the small dining room, that's where we take in between meals and snacks. Food should be first on your agenda, though I would like to talk to you about your time in Underhill. Why don't you come by after you eat. I'll be in the conservatory. If you'll excuse me, I have some things I need to attend to." Prince Argos exited, taking two of the guards with him.

Skye watched Argos leave, wondering what he wanted to speak to him about. He didn't have time to dwell on it as Arcturus walked up to him with a grin.

"He's a man of action. Ya gotta be quick, or he'll be done and gone before you get your question out." Arcturus's voice held a note of humor.

"I guess you'd know since he's been coordinating lessons."

Arcturus snorted.

"Did you eat yet?" Skye asked as he opened the door and found Mica and Fiske.

"You could have let us know and waited two minutes," Mica scolded, and Skye saw Arcturus nervously glance between the two of them and felt his concern over how Mica spoke to him.

"What? I don't know your schedules. You could have been called to the Academy or been doing stuff." Skye glared at Fiske, who covered his mouth to hide a laugh.

"You can mind-speak. Next time, at least ask," Mica said.

"Okay. Thanks for taking over. I like having you guys with me. The other guards are nice, but they're not family." He could still feel the question from his bear.

It's okay, Arcturus; Mica is not showing disrespect. He was worried for me. We've been through so much together; you'll likely see all of those who were on Hell World treat each other less formally.

• Scene 3 *

Skye was surprised to find his grandmother at the table when he entered the small dining room.

"Good morning, dear. Late breakfast? Not surprising, given everything you've been through. I'm sure you're exhausted," Nancy said.

"Hey, Grandma." Skye walked around the table and gave her a hug. He noticed she was having tea and toast. "What about you?"

"Mid-morning treat. Not sure if you've noticed, but the tea they serve here is amazing, and the freshly baked bread... What we had at home doesn't compare." Nancy took a sip and sighed.

"I have some tea from Underhill you'll have to try. Keeper sent some with me."

Nancy's eyebrow arched. "It's just tea? Nothing wonky about it?"

Skye laughed. "Not that I know of, but you never can tell with the fae."

"Speaking of which. The young men you brought back..."

"Yeah?" Skye turned back to his grandmother after placing an order with one of the servers.

"You aren't worried about them adjusting?" Nancy paused and swirled her teacup. "It is a lot to take in, and we at least had technology on Earth. Surely you don't think they're prepared to travel into space with you when you leave?"

"What? No. I doubt any of the new guys are ready for that. That's one of the reasons for bringing in Arcturus. We haven't talked about it, but I expect several of the wing will stay. Obviously, Kleitos isn't going, and Lord Eluf can't join us." Skye glanced around and leaned closer to whisper. "And I'm not about to take Christos. Pater would kill me. I was kind of hoping you could help make them feel welcome."

Nancy laughed. "Of course we will. But you best talk to Chris about what he wants. And Willow, now that he's bonded to Jos?"

"No idea. We'll have to work that out. Speaking of bonding... How are you and Pops doing with this?"

Nancy sat back and sipped her tea, not saying anything for a moment. "I'm still shocked and maybe a little overwhelmed. Not that I don't love your grandpa and Luca. I had accepted that I was too old for any dramatic life changes, then bam!"

"Yeah, bam." Skye paused, thinking that in his case, bam was an understatement. "Hopefully, a good shock. You and Pops both look great. It's almost like you both got younger since you arrived, and I like seeing how much more you both smile and laugh. You also appear to be getting along well with Prince Argos and the emperor."

"Oh, it's a good change for sure. Unexpected, but we'll adjust. And yes, Argos and Darius have been wonderful." She turned her wrist over to look at it, rubbing at the plasti-skin that covered the growing mark. "I guess it's something like a second chance. Luca said that our lives will now be tied to his and that we can expect several hundred years. That true?"

"That's my understanding. Surely you've asked Pater about this?"

"I have. But I've known you longer, and it seems that no matter how many times I hear it confirmed, it's hard to accept." They both fell silent as the server brought Skye's food.

"Have you thought about a ceremony?" Skye asked.

"You too? Prince Argos keeps asking. I'm going to meet with...hm, is he a pastor, a reverend, a father? How do you address the priest, Ian?"

"Ian? I was told they don't use titles since they serve all religions and think of it more as 'spirituality.' I've never heard anyone address them with anything other than their name. Well, except for High Priest Seatha, they'll sometimes refer to him as 'High Priest.' But I think he's the exception. Ian should be able to advise you on an appropriate ceremony and explain what's required since it's a bonding, not like getting married. I wouldn't think you'd have to do something public or overly showy."

"I hope not! My goodness. Can you imagine us in get-ups like what they had you and River wear?"

"You don't need to remind me. That was probably one of the most uncomfortable exhibitions in my life. Don't get me wrong, the costumes were beautiful, but they would have been better on someone else."

"Oh, Skye, don't ever change." Nancy laughed. "I'll talk to Ian and see what we can come up with. I have the strong impression Luca and Charlie will leave it up to me."

"You can always enlist Pater's help, but don't be surprised if you end up looking like a Vegas showgirl."

"I'll be careful. Now, tell me about Brenda. How did she end up in Underhill, and what has she been doing all these years? What did you talk about? Does she know what's been happening out here or back on Earth?"

• Scene 4 *

"What is it?" Mica asked as they walked. "I can feel you're vibrating with anxiety."

"I'm on my way to talk with Pater. Sort of scared what he might spring on me next." Skye had hoped Garrett would be back by now. He wondered if this was how people felt when they got called to the principal's office. Even River had abandoned him.

"I can understand that," Fiske said.

"What is everyone else doing?" Skye asked, hoping to distract himself.

"Catching up on messages, contacting family and friends, and trying to figure out what we missed while we were gone," Mica said.

"Are you done, or do you still have to do that when you're not stuck with me?" Skye asked.

"I didn't have many messages, except from the Academy. I try to avoid my family when I can, and my friends are with me." Mica grinned at Fiske.

'Like any dragon within ten feet of those two couldn't smell what they'd been doing,' Mistral snarked.

'Not surprised, they've been close since I've known them,' Skye responded.

"We're really glad to have you all back. When you have to return to bring back the dark fae, that's just an in and out thing, right? You aren't going to be gone for weeks?" Fiske asked.

Thinking of what happened when they were last gone, Skye got a queasy feeling remembering that they told the empire he was responsible for changing the wolves. He shook his head, refusing to dwell on what he couldn't change.

"That was my understanding. Pater said they had it all planned out. Though, it's still requires going through Underhill, so who knows." Skye looked up when he felt Braden approaching through his bond. Seconds later, his assistant came from one of the side passages.

"Prince Skye," Braden greeted.

"I've barely seen you, Braden," Skye complained. "I might start thinking you're avoiding me."

"Blame Prince Argos. Shit, did anyone tell you we're having a birthday party for you tonight? It's not a surprise but with everything going on...fuck, I'm sorry." Braden ran his hands through his hair.

"Hey, it's okay." Skye laid a hand on Braden's arm.

"I hope you don't mind; we invited Rebel to come with Lord Eluf. Dillon thought since your magic noticed him, it would be good for him to meet the wing. Should we invite Admiral Cocachet and his mate? Do you think he'll be up to attending?" Braden was talking so quickly, Skye knew his assistant was overwhelmed.

He took a minute to process. While Skye couldn't argue with Braden's reasoning, he'd really hoped to avoid Rebel for a while yet. It was also likely Eluf's general, Basil, would be there. 'No avoiding this, is there, Mistral?'

'NoPe,' Mistral responded, popping the "P."

"That was a good idea, and yes, we should include Cocachet and Andril. Will that work? I don't know what you planned."

"Should be fine. We decided on very informal in the family lounge," Braden said but still managed to sound distracted and didn't meet his eyes, staring off into the distance.

"You told them no gifts, right?" Skye asked.

Braden laughed. "Nancy told me you'd say that. Yes, we let them know. Sorry, but I have to take care of something for Prince Argos. Did you need me for anything?" Braden asked.

"I always need you, but go ahead. I'm expecting a quiet day. I need to speak with Pater, then thought I'd check in on the other wing-mates."

"He's in the conservatory if you didn't know," Braden said before walking away.

"Should I worry?" Skye said aloud.

"Not much you can do. If you hadn't already picked up on it, he's really nervous about accidentally betraying the prince's confidence. We've all agreed not to ask any questions, and as you've seen, he's been kept very busy." Fiske watched Braden's retreating form.

"In a wing with two psions and two telepaths, one of whom has almost no control yet? I'm pretty sure Pater isn't worried, but I may ask just for Braden's peace of mind." Skye gave his best glare to Fiske. "This party tonight. Is it really going to be low-key?"

"Not fair putting me on the spot. You know a wing-mate can't lie to you," Fiske objected.

"Exactly." Skye smirked.

Fiske's pained look morphed into a grin. "Yup. Movies, games, and time with the wing. Maybe some good food, and if you swear you don't tell where you heard it... Feired and Nancy may be baking some special treats." Fiske winked.

Skye didn't even hesitate before wrapping himself around Fiske. "I love you guys. Thank you." Skye turned back around and pulled up Zeus's directions. "I didn't even know there was a conservatory, did you?"

"I did. Haven't been there since I started with you, but it's one of Prince Argos's favorite places to paint," Mica answered.

"Same," Fiske echoed.

"Then why don't one of you lead?" Skye gestured. 'They could have said something,' Skye grumbled to himself. 'They could see I was using the map on my bio-comm.'

'I think all of our wing is distracted and not quite themselves. Having them together will be good for everyone,' Mistral said.

They entered a part of the palace Skye hadn't seen before. The guard ahead was a giveaway that they'd arrived. Skye stood back as Mica greeted him.

"Thank Father Dragon. You going to be here for a while?" the guard asked.

"Yes, why?" Mica asked.

"Can you take this door so I can watch one of the other garden entrances? This place is the worst for security. There are five damn points of entry, four of which are to the outside."

"Fiske, you take this post, and I'll watch one of the garden entrances." Mica opened the door, and Skye followed him and the other guard inside.

The first thing he noticed was the heat and humidity. The second was that he'd just walked into a jungle. 'Conservatory. Hm...looks like a fancy greenhouse to me.' Skye hadn't expected it to be so large or so packed with exotic plants. He could see the roof above was glass but couldn't see any other walls.

"Come on, I know where he likes to paint." Mica walked down a path between planters with huge palms. Most of the greenery was in raised beds or pots, and Skye couldn't help but gawk. They stepped out of the foliage onto a terrace facing a wall of glass. Prince Argos was seated behind a large canvas, and a lorikean was draped over a reclining couch with strategically placed bands of brightly colored cloth.

"Ah, Skye! I'm glad you're here. You remember Treor?"

Skye felt Mica's touch, letting him know he was leaving before Skye turned to look at the lorikean. He was embarrassed to realize he might not have recognized the pleasure worker if Prince Argos hadn't reminded him.

"Treor, it's good to see you. I hope palace life has been treating you well."

He smiled, and Skye felt the wave of joy. Treor's blue skin and the colorful gem-like pattern shimmered in the sunlight as he moved. "Everyone has been very kind."

Prince Argos smiled. "You can be honest, Treor. I know you're going stir- crazy. I've insisted Treor take time to recover after the events. He might be bored, but I think he's looking much better, don't you?"

"I think Treor is always stunning, but I agree he has a healthier glow." Memories of being with Treor at the club in Caris threatened to distract him, and Skye purposefully pushed them away.

Treor stretched like a cat and grinned at Skye. "I keep telling His Majesty I'm more than well enough to work."

Skye knew Treor was an empath, but it still unnerved him that the lorikean had so easily picked up on his brief spike of lust and responded in kind. Even the idea of having a pleasure servant at the palace gave Skye a weird feeling. He knew attitudes on Draga were very different and that it was considered a very respectable vocation, but...

'He's pretty,' Mistral whispered.

'More than pretty. I remember all too well how...um...good he is at his job.' He had to bury the memories again.

Mistral snickered but didn't say more.

"My purpose in buying out your contract from those ruffians wasn't for you to continue working yourself to exhaustion. When the medics say you are back to one hundred percent, you may again offer your services to our guests. But it will always remain your choice." Prince Argos stood and wiped off his hands. He walked over to Treor and offered a hand. "Thank you for your time, Treor. Tomorrow at the same time?"

"Of course, Your Majesty." Treor stood and bowed before turning to Skye. He modestly kept the drapes of cloth wrapped around his waist. "Prince Skye."

Watching the lorikean walk away was an experience. His movement reminded Skye of how Christos carried himself. Perhaps lorikeans had some affinity or connection to felines.

"If you or your wing wish to include him or spend time with him, I have no objections. I think he's lonely." Prince Argos sat on the couch and patted the cushion beside him.

"As an empath, I'm sure he misses having connections with other people. I'm assuming he is somewhat keeping to himself at the palace?"

"He is. I think he's made friends with a few of the servants, but he's avoided the guards."

"Had he been injured? Why did he need to recover?" Skye stepped behind the canvas to see what Pater had been painting. He only got a glance before Prince Argos answered.

"I had him checked over when he arrived, and the medics said the poor thing was close to exhaustion. I expect that after the events at the Lust Factory, it would have been even worse if I hadn't rescued him. He was hesitant to explain, likely for fear of reprisals. But with some investigation, I learned that his handlers in the guild were abusive, and many of the better 'companions' are overworked. Add that to the mental trauma of what he witnessed with Claudius and Tiev..." Prince Argos shrugged.

"Did you ask Tennat to help?"

"No, I don't think Tennat has the same skills or proficiency as Kwill." Prince Argos glanced between Skye and the painting. "Actually, I have a favor to ask regarding Tennat. I'd like you to check his loyalty. After what happened with Kwill and Beck, we have concerns about Tennat and the ambassador."

"Sure." Skye looked more closely at the painting of Treor. It was so vivid and life-like, Skye thought it was better than any photo could ever capture. "It's amazing. You are really talented, Pater."

"It is a work in progress."

"I could ask Kwill or Beck to check on Treor. I know Kwill can do it, and I'd be surprised if Beck couldn't. Why do you think Treor was abused?"

"Who knows? Sadly from what my people found, it wasn't uncommon. We made it very clear to the guild that we were unhappy and concerned that they might need more oversight if such things were allowed to happen," Prince Argos said.

"I don't know what that means," Skye admitted.

"It means that HealthCorps is now doing regular audits of their establishments and doing random physicals on their workers. Interesting, but the handlers and most of the chain of command responsible for Treor are no longer with the guild."

'I think this supports our idea that we don't ever want to be on the wrong side of Pater,' Mistral whispered.

'Pretty sure we already knew that, but yeah.'

Skye sat on the couch. "Since you don't object, I may try to include Treor with some of the wing's activities. Don't worry; I've been in his head. He is as honest and loyal as he seems."

"I think that would be a splendid idea. Maybe you could get him to pursue Kleitos. He needs more distraction. Though you might be interested to know that Dillon has managed to break through."

"Yeah? I don't know why he holds back. Any of the wing-brothers would be thrilled to be with Kleitos," Skye said.

"Not something I had to worry about with any of his brothers." Prince Argos laughed. "I'm afraid he's too much of a gentle soul and prefers relationships. As Darius would and has said, 'very un-dragon-like.'"

Skye bit his lip to keep from laughing when Argos dropped his voice to mimic Darius.

"Speaking of brothers, I thought I should check on Zo. If not before we bring back the dark fae, then soon after. Have you heard anything from the priests?"

"I speak with his caregivers regularly. Leku believes that he's made a breakthrough with Zo. He's pulled back on the 'visions' and believes that Zo is on his way to reform. Unfortunately, it doesn't change the law or excuse him for the crimes he committed under the influence of the curse. He will still need to be your bondsman as we originally planned."

"Can there be special dispensation or other considerations?" Skye asked.

"He has to complete his sentence. The priests will provide official reports of what he has endured so that it can be recorded. That will count toward the 'punishment,' but he still needs to serve his time. Obviously, I'd rather he be under your care than in prison, even if it is as chattel."

"I'm really not comfortable with this," Skye admitted.

Argos raised an eyebrow. "Would you rather I have to place my son in prison? You've seen it for yourself. Given the crimes he committed-that are now public record-how do you think he'd be treated?"

Skye could feel the heat from Argos and realized he'd stepped in it. "No, I don't want that. I'm sorry I gave you that impression. Perhaps you could advise me since I have no idea of how to do this or what is expected?"

'Great save; groveling is good,' Mistral whispered.

"When the time comes, I'm sure you have people in your wing who can help. I expect the priests will also have suggestions. Darius and I should at least try to maintain some distance." Argos looked away for a moment. "Having Zopyros in your care will also give you the opportunity to observe...and should he ever show that he has redeemed himself, you can consider next steps."

'I'm pretty sure that was a hint.'

'No doubt,' Mistral agreed. 'Perhaps change the subject?'

"Pater, is there a reason you've been using Braden's services? Something I should know about?" Skye felt a wave of relief when Argos smiled in response.

"Of course there is. I'm preparing him, making sure he has the appropriate connections and insights into how things work. I know he's nervous, but he's doing very well. Please encourage him to persevere."

"I think he's feeling overwhelmed." Skye hated to point it out since he felt like he'd already put himself on shaky ground.

"I'd be surprised if it were otherwise. Learning a new job is always challenging at first. I assure you that someday you'll understand and appreciate what he's learned. Now, tell me all about these handsome young men you've given me to look after."

Skye felt a bit of mental whiplash from the change in direction and took a moment to gather his thoughts. "Sure, but please know that I didn't intend for it to be your responsibility, though I'll take any help offered."

"You have so many things to worry about; let me do this. I'm already working with Arcturus and the university for Christos's studies and the Mage Hall for Rilien; what's a few more?"

"Thank you. They need a better future than the life they've had so far," Skye said.

"Should I take their treatment as an indication of what we can expect from the dwarves and sirens?" Prince Argos scowled.

"The sirens, probably. I think the situation with Kibli and the dwarves was more of a personal issue with their chieftain. And while Jhaeros had a hard life, I don't think he was abused. Bullied some, yes, but he had good relationships too."

"How about you tell me everything you know about them, and I'll form my own opinions. I'd like to know more about the druid and Raphael as well. I also have some questions from what you told us before about the keeper and Underhill."

"Sure... Starting with Jhaeros since we met him first..." Skye spent the next several hours with the prince. They had lunch brought to them and talked late into the afternoon.

• Scene 5 *

"How soon will we have to know?" Skye looked at the floorplans for the Temero and struggled to imagine what it would be like.

"If we can narrow it down..." Jerrick pulled up a calendar on his bio- comm. "I can give you a month, maybe six weeks, to finalize who needs cabins. The only guard that's in question is Jos, right?"

"Yeah..." Skye sat back and ran through the wing members again. "I'm just not sure if it works since he's so newly bonded to Willow. I don't know how long we'll be out there, and I can't imagine it would be good for Willow. I'd also like to think about the others and have a chance to talk with them."

"Are you assuming both Venci and Braden will go?"

Skye looked at Jerrick in confusion. "I was. Is that wrong?"

"Not wrong, but I wasn't sure if you'd want to leave one of them on Draga to handle things here." Jerrick looked uncomfortable.

"Oh." Skye sat with it for a moment. "I hadn't thought of that. Shit, Jerrick, you know I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing."

"Hey, you've got me." Garrett walked in to join them, now dressed casually after his day at the Assembly. "I think we could or rather should review our plans with Captain Nekko."

"Don't." Skye pointed at Garrett. "We are not discussing him right now. I have enough to deal with."

"Babe, I was talking about who will be on the ship with us. That is kind of his job. I may have some experience, but I've always been on much smaller ships."

Skye bit his lip, rather perturbed that his mind went to bonding and didn't hear what his mate was saying. "Fine."

"Since you went there. Did I pick up correctly that Pater is working on retrieving Captain Nekko?" Garrett gripped Skye's shoulders and massaged the tight muscles.

Skye leaned his head on the table. "Maybe," he muttered.

"We can talk more tomorrow." Jerrick stood. "You don't want to be late for your own party."

"I guess. Garrett, you didn't get a chance to say, and you had your shields up all day. Did everything go well?"

"As well as can be expected. I can tell you more later, but it boils down to nothing new to report on the people behind Claudius and Tiev, though they are following several leads. They think the same group may have laid the curse on Zo. There have been more attacks on the Rim, some plots uncovered on some of the human settlements by players outside the empire, and the Reapers' activity has picked up."

"Gee, aren't you just a happy ray of sunshine." Skye glared at Jerrick when his wing-mate bit back a snicker.

"Come on, I'm starving. I hope they didn't skimp on food." Garrett pulled Skye to his feet and pushed him toward the door.

"I'm hungry too. Any idea what we're having, Jerrick?" Skye asked.

"No, sorry. I didn't ask, and no one said."

• Scene 6 *

"You sure you can find something you like, bro?" River rested his chin on Skye's shoulder as they looked at all the pizza options. There were six different types spread out on the table set up in the family lounge. The server assured him there were several more of each type, so not to be shy.

"Absolutely. I can't believe they pulled this off. I'm going to have to think of a way to thank Frankie and Simeon too." Skye looked over his shoulder. "Is it just me, or does it feel odd to be eating in here?"

"Not just you, but Nik says it's fine. He said he and his brothers ate in here all the time when they were younger. By the way, the Hawaiian is all yours," River said.

"It's okay, but I always got that because Jasper liked it. I prefer pepperoni or supreme-with some of everything." Skye took a piece of each. I can come back for more."

"So it's okay?" Braden asked nervously.

"Okay? It's perfect, thank you so much," Skye said.

"It was your grandma's suggestion," Braden said. "She and Feired made a birthday cake for after. And don't forget there's a snack table too; it's not just pizza."

"Awesome! Thank you, Grandma!" Skye said, watching as Nancy helped Kibli and Revali fill their plates. Charlie was already seated and making eyes with Luca. 'Mistral, I wonder if we should reinforce their bonds? Now that we know how it seems wrong not to.'

'We can ask. Perhaps let them get used to having a bond before making it overwhelming?'

'Yeah...good idea, Mistral.' Skye grabbed a soda and sat next to Garrett. "Thanks for saving me a seat." He took a sip of the dark soda and sighed. It wasn't technically the "real thing," but he couldn't tell the difference. "I miss this...so much."

"It's not like we've been starving you." Garrett elbowed him, and Skye grinned, seeing the four slices piled on his mate's plate.

"I know, but this is like...comfort food. It makes me happy." Skye looked around and thought if he smiled any harder, he might strain a muscle. It felt so freakin' good to have all his wing-mates together. Well, almost all, Zopyros wasn't there, and Lord Eluf was still in a meeting with Emperor Darius. Even Admiral Cocachet had recovered enough to join them, and he and his mate were in a lively conversation with Taleel. Fortunately, the room was big enough to handle everyone and still not feel crowded.

"I still think we should make Frankie the royal pizza man or something." Skye took a big bite and groaned.

"Now that you got my parents hooked..."

"I hope the others don't mind. You think pizza was okay for everyone?" Skye asked.

"I-" Garrett started.

"I checked. Everyone likes pizza. Er...well, I guess I don't know if our new wing-mates like it. They weren't here to ask, and Lord Eluf doesn't count, because...well...he doesn't eat real food." Skye followed Braden's gaze to where Jhaeros and Mattekin were stuffing their faces.

Guess they're okay with it, Skye thought and saw that Kibli and Revali had huge smiles as they tried their selections. He couldn't hear over all the other conversations but could tell Nancy was talking to them.

'I never thought about hosting vampires, but I'm sure Braden knew what to do.'

"What? We're just supposed to open a vein when the vampires get here?" Arcturus asked.

Braden rolled his eyes. "No, Arc. I've got it covered. Your veins are safe."

"They can have mine!" Venci shouted from the other side of the room.

"Please, I'm sure they want something refined. I'll sacrifice-" Jayce said.

"Bloody, hell, Jayce! There are three vampires we can share," Venci argued, and Skye saw Ian's head turning back and forth like he was watching a tennis match. It was too bad his mate hadn't been able to join.

Skye leaned over to Garrett and stage whispered. "I think a fight may break out over who has to sacrifice themselves."

"Aw, come on. Is it really that good?" Willow asked, the skepticism clear. Skye noted the wing-mates who were nodding while Jos buried his face in his hands.

"Oh, it's better," Lord Eluf said as he and his generals stepped into the room, followed by Rebel, Emperor Darius, and Prince Argos.

Skye felt an immediate pull in his magic and set his plate and drink on the side table. He and Garrett stood to greet the vampire. "Lord Eluf, it's good to see you."

Lord Eluf raised an eyebrow at Garrett in question before he stepped into Skye's arms for a hug. "How about just Eluf? I think your parents will allow us to be casual." Eluf grinned.

"Of course," Argos said before pulling Darius to the food table.

"Basil, Copernum," Skye greeted and looked closely at Basil to see if he could see any signs of bond sickness. Garrett and a few of the others were greeting Rebel, so Skye wasn't rushed. The draw was notably stronger than he remembered. He couldn't discern if it was to Basil, Copernum, or both since they were standing so close to each other. He also opened his other sight to see if the same thing was happening with Basil as it had with Cocachet.

'Their auras are bending toward us,' Mistral observed. 'Basil appears healthy, but perhaps we should ask?'

Eluf, is Basil doing well? No signs of issues like you experienced?

It started a day or two ago, but since I knew what was happening, I insisted he start feeding from Vidal and Rebel.

'Crap, crap, crap,' Skye mentally muttered.

'It's not a surprise,' Mistral said in what Skye considered a very judgy voice. 'And if you touched Copernum, we'd know for sure about him as well.'

"Do I get a hug?" Basil asked, displaying a killer dimple on a face that probably made a lot of his admirers' swoon. Skye realized that the vampire reminded him a lot of the actor who played Superman in the last movie he'd seen.

"How are you, Basil?" Skye hugged the muscled man, and his magic flared, and his body heated, reminding him of unfinished business.

"Starting to get a little peaky, to be honest." Basil stepped back and put his arm over Copernum's shoulder, receiving a glare for his effort.

"You remember Copernum? He's rather forgettable, I know." Basil smirked.

"Good evening, Copernum, thank you for accompanying Lord Eluf." Skye was once again glad that handshakes were not a thing in the empire, and Copernum didn't seem to be expecting a hug. Skye thought he'd avoided the situation when Basil dashed his hopes.

"Skye, Copernum was wondering if you could touch him and see if the magic notices him? A smack or a punch works too." Basil grinned as Copernum pushed him off and muttered something Skye didn't catch.

"I can speak for myself, thank you. Prince Skye." Copernum bowed. "Yes, I am curious, but there's no rush." Skye wasn't sure why Basil said the man was forgettable unless it was just to tease him. Copernum was handsome in a different way than Basil, very blond with cold blue eyes and a bit scary. Skye felt a nudge from Mistral and noticed Copernum's aura was also bending in his direction.

"Hm, wouldn't that be interesting? If both my generals had a connection to you," Lord Eluf said.

'Interesting and scary, right Mistral? Somehow the magic thinking I needed this many vampires seems like a harbinger of dark things to come.'

'Or maybe to have the support we need from Lord Eluf, we need his generals to be equally loyal?' Mistral suggested.

Hate to break it to you, babe, but I'm pretty sure I'm feeling a pull to tall, blond, and scary, Garrett mind-spoke.

"Gentlemen." Braden arrived carrying a tray with three goblets of dark liquid. "Lord Eluf." He handed the first to the vampire lord.

"Perfect, I must say you're a very thoughtful host." Lord Eluf held up the glass and took in the scent before taking a small sip. "Mm. Dragon, may I ask who?"

"That would be mine, sir." Braden blushed. "But several of the wing donated, so there is more if you'd like."

"Do I get one?" Copernum gave Braden a look Skye wasn't sure how to decipher.

Braden handed a goblet to Copernum and the last to Basil.

"Delicious." Lord Eluf turned as Rebel joined them and gave the blue dragon a nudge forward.

"Prince Skye." Rebel bowed.

"It's good to see you again, Rebel. I'm sorry I wasn't able to meet with you sooner. I understand you've at least had some time with Braden." Now that Rebel was close, Skye could feel the pull to him as well.

"He's been very helpful, thank you, sir." Rebel appeared to be nervous.

"I was just telling Rebel that he'd need to spend some time with us." Garrett waggled his eyebrows.

"No need to be formal this evening, Rebel. You're among friends, and honestly, many of these people are your future wing-mates. And Garrett is correct, we'll need some time with you when you're ready. For tonight, enjoy yourself."

'Garrett understands. We need to finish his bond,' Mistral said.

'One at a time, Mistral. I think we need to take care of Basil first if he's already showing signs of problems.'

"Skye, I thought we should introduce Eluf to River and your grandparents. I don't believe you've actually spoken with River, correct, Eluf?"

Eluf paused for a moment. "You're right, Garrett."

"Skye, do you mind if I introduce Rebel to the others?" Dillon asked.

"That would be great, thanks, Dillon." Skye was feeling overwhelmed with all the things he "should" be doing.

Introductions first? Garrett suggested.

"Come on, guys, let me introduce you..." Skye led Eluf and was somewhat surprised that Basil and Copernum followed.

"Grandma, Pops, Colonel Bianchi, I want to introduce you to some people. Lord Eluf and his generals, Basil and Copernum. My Pops Charlie, my grandmother Nancy, and their mate Luca."

"It is an honor." Eluf kissed Nancy's hand and put a hand on Charlie's shoulder. "Colonel Bianchi, it's a pleasure. And Charlie... I can see the family resemblance. You'll have to forgive me, I've lost touch with my descendants since leaving Earth."

"Wish I'd have gotten more of your genes. Sadly they skipped me, and all went to Skye and River," Charlie teased.

"The resemblance 'is' uncanny," Nancy said.

"So, I've been told, and that must be River." Eluf's attention was focused over Skye's shoulder. Moments later, River and Nik joined.

"River, Nik, may I officially present Lord Eluf and his generals, Basil and Copernum," Skye said.

"Wow, you can't mistake that he's family," Nik laughed.

"So everyone has said." Eluf gave a head bow to Nik. "I see that River has been blessed with a very handsome mate. I'm envious."

Skye was thinking it was such a sweet thing to say; that's when River snorted.

"Thanks, but I'd think with those two handsome men shadowing you, you aren't exactly suffering."

"We keep telling him the same, but sadly our sire likes to keep business and pleasure separate," Basil bemoaned in a sad voice.

"It is a tragedy, but we do have hopes that Skye may help us to resolve that," Copernum added, giving Skye a serious look.

Skye was going to comment but wasn't sure what to say given the scowl on Eluf's face. He'd already told the vampire that his generals were as attracted to him as he was to them.

"Lord Eluf, Nik and I would love to make sure you get to meet all the wing-mates. If you hadn't heard, we've added a few. That will let Skye enjoy his party," River said.

The generals trailed after Lord Eluf, and Skye wondered if they'd stay glued to his side all evening.

"You had said there was a strong resemblance but my goodness. It's like seeing your dad all over again." Nancy wiped away a tear, and Luca put his arm around her.

"Skye, you should eat while the pizza's still hot. This is your celebration, after all. I understand that Braden and Dillon have the holo games set up and have a few movies picked out as well," Charlie said.

• Scene 7 *

Skye dropped onto the couch and threw his head back. "River and I have once again proven that we are the masters of 'Viper Wars.'"

"Careful, your skills with the Viper is what got you noticed and pulled into Fleet," Garrett reminded him.

"Ah, but this time it was a game, not a training simulator. I think we're safe." Skye turned to Garrett. "Aren't we?"

Garrett laughed. "I don't think anyone is monitoring your gameplay if that's your worry. Besides, Fleet and the Academy already know you and your brother whoop ass."

"Why do I not feel better after that answer?" Skye crossed his arms and glanced over to see what movie was playing. "Why does Beck have this fascination with movies from Earth? He could be watching immersive holo movies."

"I think he's trying to better understand you and River, and he's corralled Corey to answer questions." Garrett nodded toward where Basil was talking with Venci. "I think it's time, Skye." Garrett bumped shoulders. Not sure how you're resisting when the pull is making 'me' twitchy. And it's clear that Basil and Rebel are feeling something. Best to take care of them soon because you heard Mica and Corbin; they both feel a pull to Copernum.

Ideas on how to make this happen? Pretty obvious that we need to start with Basil since he's already showing signs.

The party was still going strong. Skye couldn't believe how many pizzas they'd gone through, and some of the guys were still going back for more. His grandparents, Prince Argos and Darius had all left a while ago. Cocachet and his mate had also retired for the evening.

Rilien, Christos, and Dillon had Kibli and Revali immersed in holo games while those not watching Beck's movie marathon were talking in small groups. Well, not all of them were talking.

Are your parents going to freak out when this turns into an orgy? Skye asked as he looked at the number of wing-mates making out. It hadn't gotten to nudity and full-on sex, but Skye could feel the lust and knew it was just a matter of time.

Not at all. I keep telling you this is normal for dragons. Though I am curious about what's going on with Braden and Copernum.

Skye turned to look at the two huddled in the corner. Skye had already checked on both of them. Mutual lust. But you've seen how hard Copernum's been pursuing Braden tonight. I'd say he's close to obsessed. I think it will be okay. I'm more surprised that Arcturus and Feired seem to have finally connected.

"May I interrupt," Basil stood by the couch with a grin. "Seems everyone else is...hm...distracted?"

Garrett laughed. "It's a dragon thing. Well, not so much the movies or gaming, but the sex, most definitely."

"I'll confess we know very little about dragons other than they are to be avoided," Basil said.

"Why's that?" Skye asked. He was very aware of the vampire and could feel the heat of Basil's lust. It seemed that his magic was getting impatient.

"One of the first things fledglings are taught. Dragons can't be glamoured, are as strong as us, and have the ability to shift and end us." Basil sat on the couch beside them.

"But you've got super speed," Skye objected.

"Doesn't make you fire-proof. And it's not that I'm against this bonding thing, but thought you should know. My education may be lacking, and I don't want to give offense. I mean, you aren't planning to kill us, are you?" Basil looked more nervous than Skye would have expected.

"Goodness, no. I talked to Eluf about this. The bond is not all that different from what you share with your sire. There's a strong need to protect my wing-mates and care for them." Skye realized he didn't see Eluf and wondered where he was.

He left with River and Nik. You can check, but I'm pretty sure they are headed to Nik's suite, Kwill sent, reminding Skye that the psion was ever-present unless he blocked him.

Thanks, I think I'll pass. I don't need to get a close up of what they're doing.

Mistral snickered. 'I think I know what they're going to be doing.'

'That's not a huge leap, but I'm glad Eluf's connecting with other wing- mates.'

"Did we lose you?" Garrett asked.

"Sorry, I had just realized Eluf wasn't here," Skye said.

"He left with your brother. I'd have gone with them, but Eluf told me to stay and pointed out they had four Imperial Guards to keep them safe," Basil said.

"Driving you crazy, right?" Skye could tell Basil wasn't happy with the arrangement.

"It is," Basil admitted.

"We could distract him," Garrett said.

"Here?" Skye didn't like the squeak in his voice.

It's okay, Skye. We're surrounded by our wing-mates. They'll know what we're doing no matter where we are, Garrett sent. We could move to the couch in the corner if you want to be out of the center of things.

"You're talking to each other, right?" Basil asked. "It's somewhat strange, but Eluf warned me you had telepathy."

"We were, sorry, Basil. When I'm surrounded by shifters with super- sensitive hearing, it has become a habit. Wait, do vampires have super hearing too?"

"We do. A better than human sense of smell but not as good as some of the shifters." Basil grinned, showing off his dimple.

"Figures. Basil, are you sure you want to go through with the bond?" Skye asked.

"Is there a choice? I saw what happened to my sire when he refused to accept the bond." Basil looked around the room before focusing on Skye again. "Yes, I'm sure."

"Are you agreeable to doing it here, or would you like privacy? Dragons don't much care, but we are as unfamiliar with vampires as you are with us," Garrett said.

Basil grinned. "I'll confess to being an exhibitionist at times, and if I understand correctly, there is a strong possibility that I may end up being intimate with many of the others in this room?"

"Yeah, or you'll at least be attracted to them. Whether you choose to pursue any of them is between you and them," Skye explained.

"But what Skye isn't saying is that most of them will be more than happy to have sex with you, and it's not uncommon for more than two to be in the same bed," Garrett added.

"And will both of you be completing my bond as you did with Lord Eluf?" Basil's expression didn't indicate a preference, but Skye still had his shields down enough to pick up more.

He wants both of us if that's a possibility, Skye sent to Garrett.

Like I'd object, Garrett mentally huffed.

"Garrett suggested we move to the back where we'll be more out of the way," Skye reminded them.

"I think right here will be fine. We're doing this, right?" Basil began unfastening his jacket.

"Um...yeah?" Skye turned to Garrett.

"We got this, babe." Garrett leaned in and gave Skye a quick kiss.

Skye stood and felt flushed when Basil began undressing him. The look of want and lust was clear in the vampire's eyes. He didn't need to rely on reading thoughts. Garrett helped Basil until Skye stood naked. It was then his turn to help Basil.

"You do bring me the very best presents, babe," Garrett sighed as he helped remove Basil's shirt, revealing a toned athletic build with a dusting of dark hair on his chest and a prominent treasure trail dipping into his trousers.

"I thought it was Skye's birthday?" Basil said.

"It is, but my mate is the best and has this amazing ability to find the most attractive men and then lets me share." Garrett stood behind Basil and brazenly took the man's cock in his hand as Skye finished removing Basil's pants.

"I'm flattered." Basil didn't seem to mind Garrett's touch though his eyes tracked Skye.

"Do you think I need to shield?" Skye asked.

"With all of them in the same room? No, unless you want to do a partial so you don't pick up on what I'm feeling," Garrett answered.

"You can share that as well?" Basil asked.

"If one of us doesn't intentionally block the other, we can share everything the other feels, and with concentration, we can also see and hear what the other is," Skye explained.

"Can you do that with all your wing?" Basil asked.

"No, just my mate. Tell us, Basil. What do you like, or what do you not like? Sex isn't required for the bond, but my understanding is that the experience is much better with."

'Skye, you are not about to give him the option of no sex! I will not have it. Look at that body. I want him!' Mistral growled.

"Hm...I'm fine with the basics to start out. Let's save the kinky stuff for later once we know each other better. You'll find I'm very versatile, and there's not much I haven't tried. Though I think I'll take a pass on the big scary cat woman." Basil grimaced.

"It's just the three of us. I'm sure we'd get volunteers if we wanted more, but I'm not ready for that," Skye admitted.

'I am,' Mistral muttered. 'A dragon tries and tries and even after the Delea grove? Ugh!' Mistral huffed and stomped in annoyance.

"I think Felecians are on the advanced list and may require some serious liquor or drugs first," Garrett whispered as he continued to stroke Basil. Skye, I want this dick in my ass. Just so we're clear on our goals.

Skye kissed Basil, pushing his tongue into his mouth and exploring. Skye had expected the flesh to be cool and was surprised when it wasn't. As soon as he had touched Basil, his magic hummed to life. It wasn't enough to be uncomfortable or distracting, just enough to add to the experience. He teased the vampire's fangs and felt a brief stab of pain when he pricked his tongue on the sharp point. Almost instantly, the tiny drop of blood triggered Basil's hunger. Skye wasn't worried since the small cut would heal within minutes, and the pain had already vanished. Basil kissed him back passionately as if he wanted to consume Skye.

Skye pulled back and slowly kissed Basil's torso, letting his tongue follow the cleft between his pecs. Dark nipples contrasting against his lighter skin drew Skye's attention. He grinned as Basil groaned at his attention. He made sure to pay the nipples equal attention before following Basil's treasure trail down to a thick, dark bush.

He knelt and moved Garrett's hands to Basil's hips before taking the hard cock into his mouth. Eluf's general was nicely endowed but not as large as his mate.

"Fuck. I should warn you it's been a while, and I might have a quick trigger."

Garrett chuckled. "Don't try to hold out; Skye can get you up again for the next round." He turned Basil's face toward him and kissed him while Skye worked the general's cock. Oh, babe, he has a sweet ass. Do you mind?

I'd never deprive a wing-mate of your rimming skills. I think it will be fun to watch him come undone. Skye concentrated on his telekinesis and then sought out Basil's prostate to begin an intense massage the vampire had likely never experienced. He was open to Garrett and knew when his mate knelt and pulled Basil's ass cheeks apart to begin his tongue work. Skye reminded himself that Basil wouldn't produce any cum, but he should still be able to tell when the vampire orgasmed.

"Holy fuck," Basil moaned. Moments later, his body stiffened, and Skye felt the cock throb in his mouth.

One down, Skye sent to his mate.

"Please, may I suck you? I promise I'll keep my fangs retracted," Basil asked.

Reluctantly, Skye pulled off of Basil's cock and sat on the couch, spreading his legs. Basil moved to his hands and knees. He rested his hands on Skye's thighs as he gently took Skye's cock into his mouth while Garrett continued his rimming.

Get him relaxed and open for me, love. If you think I need to loosen him more, let me know.

It's my pleasure. Truly. Garrett growled as he worked Basil's opening.

Skye looked down at the dark and handsome man sucking his cock and was struck with how a year ago, he'd never even imagine something like this happening. It wasn't just Basil, all of his wing-mates were stunning. But being the one at the moment, Skye focused on him. The dark wavy hair, dark eyes, and chiseled jaw with shadow from his beard. 'He'd have made a great leading man. I bet all the women would throw themselves at him.'

'I'd rather he throw himself at us,' Mistral said.

'I think that's already happening.'

'Our brothers are watching. Can't you feel it? They want him too.'

Skye had been trying to ignore those around him, but as soon as Mistral mentioned it, he could feel the lust and hear their thoughts. Even Ian was having some very naughty thoughts about Basil. Skye was also very aware of Rebel and Copernum watching them.

He's ready, Garrett sent.

Lifting Basil's head, Skye ran his thumb over the vampire's lower lip. "Garrett wants you to top him. Are you willing to be in the middle?"

Basil grinned. "Hell, yeah."

"When you reach the point of no return, Garrett's okay with you feeding from him. If you want to give me the blood kiss as well, you can do that after," Skye said.

"You'll let me take from both of you?" Basil looked surprised.

"If that's what you want," Skye offered.

Garrett traded positions with Skye, spreading himself for Basil. The vampire wasted no time in penetrating the dragon and was soon sharing a passionate kiss as he bottomed out in Skye's mate. Skye lubed himself and then spread more on Basil, sliding his fingers in and out of his hole.

'Garrett was right, that's a gorgeous ass. Firm, round, and ready for us.' Skye slowly slid inside and groaned in pleasure.

"Fuck," Basil grunted when Skye was all the way in.

Sandwiched between the mated pair, Basil began to move, thrusting into Garrett as he fucked himself on Skye's cock. His ass was snug and felt good enough that Skye knew he wouldn't be able to last long. Especially with how fast the vampire was pummeling Garrett.

"So good," Basil exclaimed.

Grinning over Basil's shoulder, Skye caught Garrett's eye. Ready to take him apart?

Do it. Garrett smiled.

Using his telekinesis, Skye pleasured Basil's nipples and prostate. For a few moments, Basil froze. He could hear the vampire's internal dialog. <<Fuck. Fuck. It's too much. I'm going to blow. Got. To. Get ahold of myself. Oh, gods, it's never been this good before.>> Basil began moving again but not with his vampire speed. <<Bastard, Eluf. Why didn't he tell me it was like this? Could have been getting fucked stupid all this time.>>

Basil's muscles rippled and flexed as he moved. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with little, if any, body hair on his back or ass. Skye ran his hands over the smooth skin and began pulling on his and Garrett's magic.

Basil let out an honest-to-goodness whimper, and Skye had to bite his tongue to hold back the laugh. It seemed so odd coming from the masculine hunk underneath him.

I'm going to start squeezing. You think he'd like my flutter in his dick? Garrett asked.

Huh? Never thought of that. Give me a second. Skye did a quick dive into Basil's memory and soon found a memory that gave him his answer. Go for it. He's done sounding before and enjoyed it.

"What the ever loving fuck?" Basil cried out before moaning.

"Shhh... It's okay. Don't fight it. We're going to make you feel so good," Skye whispered as he pressed himself against Basil's back.

"But..." Basil wasn't able to finish the thought, and Skye could feel him getting lost in the pleasure.

"It's called a flutter. Dragons use them to capture their mate's seed. We thought you might enjoy a little extra kick," Garrett said before he grabbed the back of Basil's head and pulled him into a kiss.

Skye wove his magic with Garrett's, getting it ready as he felt Basil nearing his climax. Cognitive thought was gone. The vampire had been reduced to his base needs.

Garrett, he's about to break. You may need to help him as he's past thinking.

The gold pulled back from the kiss and tipped his head, pushing Basil's face into his neck. The vampire stilled as he reached the point of no return. At the same moment his fangs struck Garrett, Skye released his magic, filling every corner of the new wing-mate and setting his bond. Skye bit the side of the vampire's neck to leave his mark. Basil shuddered and Garrett groaned.

Through their bond, Skye felt his mate orgasm, again and again, while the bond did the same thing to Basil. Skye wondered if vampires got the same experience from the blood kiss as others. If not, setting the bond and using his magic gave a similar experience.

Basil collapsed onto Garrett while Skye was still thrusting and stimulating the vampire. A moan turned into a whimper as Basil shuddered.

Pull him off and finish him, Skye, Garrett said.

Skye lifted Basil and flipped him onto his back beside Garrett. He pushed his legs back and thrust back into Basil's slick hole. "You're mine now, Basil. Can you feel it? Can you sense your wing-mates?"

Basil's eyes were glazed, and blood still flecked his lips from feeding on Garrett. He tried to respond, but it came out as no more than a grunt.

Skye captured his mouth and kissed him hard as he thrust. It wouldn't take long. When he felt he was almost there. Skye pulled back from the kiss and pushed Basil's face into his neck. One more thrust and the orgasm took him. Skye felt the pinch of Basil's fangs then overwhelming pleasure. His orgasm intensified, and his magic flared, filling the vampire again. It was like getting caught in the tide, wave after wave of intense release hit him until he couldn't think.

The feeling of being licked and sucked brought Skye back to reality. His magic was still humming, and he was on the floor, not remembering how he moved from Basil. Opening his eyes, he saw Rebel licking and sucking at his spent cock. In his peripheral vision, he spotted a blue tail and turned his head to see Kwill licking Garrett clean from his multiple orgasms.

You finally woke up? I've decided we need more vampires in our wing if they can make you cum like this. There was so much seed spilled. Next time, make sure to include us; dragon seed should never be wasted. Also bonding with your shields down and the wing-mates present is a psion's dream. So many orgasms and so much cum to clean up, Kwill sent.

Skye looked back to Rebel. The blue's eyes were dark with lust, and Skye could feel his need. 'Damn magic. I think I'm being manipulated again,' Skye complained to his dragon.

'It wouldn't be fair to deny him. I think he got caught up in the magic of our bonding. Feel the others?'

Skye realized that his shields were back up. It had become part of self- preservation that when he wasn't actively looking, his mind protected itself. Opening his mind, Skye felt his wing-mates. It seemed they'd all been caught up in the lust and magic and many of them had been brought to orgasm. 'It's good that an orgy wasn't going to be a problem, because I'm pretty sure that's what we've got.'

'I think Basil has been accepted.' Skye looked for the vampire when he wasn't on the couch where he last remembered. It took a minute to realize that tall, dark, and handsome was sandwiched between Corbin and Chaz. 'Damn, and I thought dragons had stamina.'

Rebel's fingers slid inside of Skye's ass, and he groaned. "God, Rebel. I'm not sure I'm ready for another round."

"I can make you feel good while you recover. Lord Eluf has been teaching me," Rebel responded.

"Can you give me a minute? Maybe let me get a drink?" Skye tried to sit up, and the world spun.

"Let me help you," a deep voice said behind him.

Hands gripped under his arms, and a jolt went through Skye, making him gasp. His ass clenched, and his cock tried to come back to life. "Ughhhhh..."

"Guess that answers that question." The hands were back, and Skye found himself on his feet and facing Copernum. The vampire's normally ice blue eyes were completely black, and lust was radiating off of the vampire.

Skye let out an unmanly whimper but couldn't bring himself to care.

Copernum leaned in and whispered into Skye's ear while his fang scratched along his lobe. "I don't need time to think about it. I'm ready for the bond."

Taking a deep breath and asking Mistral for help, Skye stood on his own. "That's great but you're going to have to take a number." He turned and pointed at Rebel, still kneeling on the floor, staring at Skye's ass. "He's up next."

"We've got all night." Copernum gripped Skye's cock and gave a gentle stroke. "Call me when you're ready. I'm going to go play with the puppy."

Skye wobbled when Copernum stepped away, but Rebel was immediately there and pressed into his back, holding him upright.

'I thought Copernum was pursuing Braden?' He looked around the room and spotted Braden out cold on the floor with Beck licking his stomach. 'Well, at least he's got a smile on his face.'

Next he looked for his mate who was no longer on the couch where he last saw him. Garrett was now enjoying himself between Jhaeros and Taleel. 'I'm feeling like a slacker, Mistral.'

'Hm. We need to practice more. Build up our skills.'

"Do you want me to get you a drink and bring it to you?" Rebel asked.

"Nah, but you can walk with me." Skye didn't stop the next moan as the blue decided to walk with his fingers up Skye's ass. 'Whatever happened to holding hands? And how can he hit that spot while we're walking?' Skye mentally muttered.

'I like this much better than holding hands,' Mistral responded.

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Cast:

• Admiral James Cocachet - Human bonded to a gold dragon Andril. Has a bear build, barrel chested with short trimmed beard, just a hint of gray in hair and beard, sparkle to eyes and laugh lines, taken from earth during war. Oversees Galicon - which includes Planet Watch, Protectorate Patrol (which includes city guards and local enforcement) and Ground Forces. Has four sons, bonded for 70 years, two sons work at bakery, one a lawyer, the youngest a model.

• Aksel, gold dragon, bond-mate to Master Mage Quanta

• Allanna, night elf, mate to Arnakkhor, King of the Unseelie, has the gift of foresight

• Andril Cocahet - gold dragon, 6', stocky athletic build, dark gold skin, dark blond hair, honey brown eyes, a baker, owns his own bakery and cafe, had four sons, mate of Admiral James Cocachet.

• Arcturus, bear-shifter, 6'7", black curly hair with a thick beard, dark brown eyes and fair complexion. Notable body hair on a thick muscled body. Unusually well-endowed. New to the wing and position and placement is not yet decided. Living with Mica temporarily. Has a younger half- brother Charlie.

• 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. His valet is Benson.

• Arnakkhor - night elf, King of the Unseelie, 6' tall, ebony black skin, hair, and eyes.

• Beckus "Beck," psion, 4'7" (138.4 cm), blue skin, blue eyes, and white hair. Bonded as a pair with River and also a member of Skye's wing. Son of Kwill.

• Braden Thomas, Ensign, gold dragon, 5'10" robust, dark blond hair, round face, pale gold skin, light blue eyes - Personal Assistant to Prince Skye and Prince Garrett. Member of Skye's wing. Previously served in HealthCorps.

• Bram, elf, guard in service to the Queen Mother, Lady Telawynn, strawberry blond hair, pale green eyes, about six feet tall, muscular for an elf assigned to Skye's team going into Underhill

• Bryan O'Dell, gold dragon, 5'10", bodybuilder, red hair, pale complexion, and emerald green eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Biology and Anthropology

• Caladwen, elf, former Queen of the Fae, grandmother to Gilian and Dillon

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

• 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. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Security

• Christos D' Or Drakken, were-panther, Prince (without rights of succession), adopted son of Darius and Argos. Born on Draga. Student. A member of Skye's wing.

• Claudius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, without royal rank, brother of Darius. Executed for Treason.

• Corey Armstrong, human. College mate of Skye from earth. 5'11", fit, athletic build, dark tan, brown hair, brown eyes. Former Prince Consort to King Tertian of Pembra. Bonded to Ronan D'Or Talon, a gold dragon. Member of Skye's wing.

• Darius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Emperor, Father of Garrett, Zopyros, Kleitos, and Nikias, Adoptive father of Christos and bond-mated to Argos.

• Dillon, Elf, 5'9" slender and fit with auburn hair and green eyes. Grandson of the former Queen Caladwen and brother of Gilian. Serve's as Skye and Garrett's valet but is treated more like family. Biologically changed by Skye's magic - enabling him to bond and carry a dragonling. A member of Skye's wing.

• Feired Fornay, silver dragon, 5' 11", slender swimmer's build, pale complexion, silver-white shoulder-length, straight hair, pale blue eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Food Services

• Fiske Abusson, gold dragon, 6', lean muscled swimmer's build, warm gold skin, slender hips, thick, straight shoulder-length brown hair, blue eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Surveillance and Data Analysis

• Garrett D' Or Drakken, gold dragon (Rett), Prince, oldest son of Darius/Argos, heir apparent to the Empire, bond-mate to Skye Tomas Eklund. Commander within Galicon. A member of Skye's wing. Black hair, dark eyes, dark olive/golden skin. Smooth, bodybuilder physique.

• Gilian, elf, Ranger, 5'4", slender athletic build, long, rich brown hair and brilliant green eyes. Sister of Dillon and granddaughter of the former Queen Caladwen. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Botany

• Gramthor - dwarf, chieftain of the exiled dwarves, 4' tall, dark brown hair and beard

• Grandma B - Brenda Fenmore Carlson, Skye's maternal grandmother, confesses she was rescued and hidden in Underhill. Was married to James Carlson, daughter was Amy Marie Carlson.

• Greggory Wolf, werewolf, 6', muscled athletic build, short dark beard, dark hair, and pale green eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Geology and Archeology

• Ian Cornell, human, 5'11", human bond-mate, Priest at the palace, stocky athletic build, pale skin, dark hair, bright blue eyes, perpetual five o'clock shadow. Bonded to the gold dragon Nelson "Nels"

• Itheral, senior high elf healer living in Underhill, slender, long white hair, white beard.

• Jayce Roberts, gold dragon, 5'10", pretty, ripped athletic build, notable 'v' torso, curly shoulder-length, golden brown hair, brown eyes with gold starburst. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Medical

• Jerrick Lopez, copper dragon, long auburn braids, 6'1", ripped, swimmers build, copper skin, dark brown eyes. Part of Protectorate Patrol and a medic. Member of Skye's wing.

• Jhaeros, night elf, son of Arnakkhor and Allanna, 6' tall, ebony skin and hair with dark eyes.

• Jos Trall, gold dragon, 5'9", bodybuilder, red-gold hair, skin more bronze than gold, blue eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Ship's Systems

• Juhla, Braden's dragon's name.

• Kavide, night elf warrior serving Arnakkhor, black skin, hair and eyes

• Kazemkhor, night elf, brother of Arnakkhor. Ebony skin, gray eyes, black hair. About six feet tall with a slender lean build.

• Kessalee, elf, master mage, older elf, silvery white hair plaited into fanciful braids, a neatly trimmed goatee and pale gray eyes

• Kibli, half-elf/half-dwarf rescued from Hell World, son of Kabli, rejected by the dwarves

• Kleitos D' Or Drakken, [KLEE-tos] gold dragon (Ormarr), Prince, third son of Darius/Argos. Medic. A member of Skye's wing.

• Kuai Lung, Chinese gold dragon, Asian in appearance, 5'6", ripped, slender build, black shoulder length hair, large dark eyes, and a pretty face. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Ship's Systems and Programming

• Kwill, psion, 4'8" (143.5 cm), blue skin, black hair, bonded partner with Skye. Member of Skye's wing.

• Leesai Tedurian, [LEE-say] 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. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Security

• Lord Eluf Sorenson - formerly human, Vampire King. 6'2", lean, fit build with white blond hair and blue eyes. Dark ivory skin. Distant ancestor of Skye and River. Due to bonding with Skye must feed on dragon blood. Member of Skye's wing.

• Manoson - gnome and chieftain of the tribes evacuating hell world

• Mattekin, druid shifter assisting Master Mage Quanta with the healing of the heartstone

• Mica Kaber, gold dragon, 6'2", lean athletic build, shoulder-plus length, blond hair, blue eyes, Skye refers to him as his "surfer dude." Commander of Skye's guard and member of his wing. Temero: Engineering and Maintenance

• Mordish, elf, court mage in Underhilll, mature with light brown hair streaked with gray and a short-cropped beard

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

• Nikias D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, fourth son of Darius/Argos, bond-mate to River Markus Eklund. Student. A member of Skye's wing. Temero: Astrogation and Engineering

• Noud, elf, guard in service to the Queen Mother, Lady Telawynn, platinum blond hair, pale blue eyes, about six feet tall, muscular for an elf assigned to Skye's team going into Underhill

• Ormarr, Kleitos's dragon's name.

• Prada, Venci's dragons' name.

• Quinn Corbin, gold dragon, 5'11", muscled athletic build, short-cropped dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. Member of the guard and Skye's wing. Temero: Tactical and Weapons

• Raphael Night Blossom, elf, Ranger, raven black hair, leaf green eyes, very pretty

• Revali, siren, first introduced as "Boy, 5' 9", skinny/malnourished, golden brown skin, dark brown eyes, dark brown hair, looks younger than his age. A member of Skye's wing.

• Rilien Eklund, (formerly Rilien Meadowdove), Elf, 5'6" often described as delicate and pretty with fair skin, ash-blond hair, and green eyes. He has a slender, fit build. Rilien has magical ability and is expected to become a mage. His father was a high elf mage, his mother was a meadow elf married to Tiberius Meadowdove. Skye's ward and a member of his wing.

• River Markus Eklund D'Or Drakken, platinum dragon (Storm). Prince, bond-mate to Nikias. Born human on Earth - U.S.A. Student. A member of Skye's wing. Temero: Tactical and Weapons

• Skye Tomas Eklund D'Or Drakken, platinum dragon (Mistral), Prince, bond-mate to Garrett. Born human on Earth - U.S.A. Temero: Communications and Medical. Fitness model build with golden skin, platinum blond hair, and blue eyes.

• Taleel Del Nuit - General, black dragon, 6'3", ebony skin, pointed ears, silver/mercury colored eyes, shiny, straight black hair often worn in a top knot with ponytail. Bodybuilder physique. Part of Protectorate Patrol and decorated General in Ground Forces. Member of Skye's wing.

• Teak Swallowfly, fairy, with a human form 5'11", large colorful wings that become a tattoo when he shifts to human. Athletic build, golden brown, curly hair to his shoulders, bright blue eyes, rich, warm brown skin. Former thief and spy and noted hacker. Now works with Pater's agents on clandestine research and spying for Skye. Member of Skye's wing.

• Telawynn, elf, Queen Mother, mother to former Queen Caladwen, Great- Grandmother to Gilian, Dillon and King Theon

• Tennat, psion, in service to Emperor Darius

• Tiev D' Or Drakken, blue dragon, partner of Claudius. Executed for Treason.

• Thillean - former elf king and consort of Caladwen, now Regent

• Thockta - chief of the ogres evacuating out of hell world, his father was Chockta

• Venci Lopez, [VEN-see] Copper dragon (Prada), lean, slender build, auburn pompadour, copper skin, dark brown eyes. Senior Personal Assistant to Prince Skye and Prince Garrett. Member of Skye's wing.

• Willow Eklund, Nymph, 5'10" muscular and voluptuous, large dark nipples, with golden green skin, blue and green eyes, and greenish blond hair. Skye's ward and member of his wing.

• Zade - night elf warrior in service to Arnakkhor, black skin, black hair and eyes

• Zopyros D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, currently without royal rank, second son of Darius/Argos. Medic specializing in non-dragon/magical species. Being held by the priesthood in penance for crimes against the Royal family.

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