I paced the small area in front of the throne."Mar, sit down. You are making me nervous," Erik ordered me."I'm sorry! I'm just anxious. I really wish Tohr was here. This doesn't seem right without him," I stated once more.It was true. I really did wish Tohr was here. His absence was like a hole in my heart and thinking about it made it difficult to breathe. However, I also wished I hadn't let Erik talk me into having this dinner. He felt it was extremely important that I get to know the most influential Draygons in the village. And according to him it would be best done before Tohr, and I were officially mated.Whatever that meant.I ended up agreeing to Erik's request on the condition that he also invited their mates and any other Draygana that was well respected. I had expected an argument, but Erik agreed easily. Before I knew it, he had dinner planned, and here I was trying not to look uncomfortable standing in front of the thrones without Tohr there.I hugged myself and rubbed
I cleared my throat slightly, trying not to seem as awkward as I felt. I kept my eyes firmly on the window that allowed the orangish light in from the sun and pretended to study the rings and the planet that created a ghostly outline in the sky.Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the group break apart and Ethallia's cheeks still held the blush. I couldn't tell if she was still feeling embarrassed, but she seemed all too content with being kept tightly between her two men.Seeing the way that they looked at their woman caused the sad, lonely feeling to hit me once more. God, I missed Tohr, my pathetic mind whined. Feeling a bit annoyed with myself, I cursed silently and forcefully shoved those useless feelings deep inside me until I could breathe again.Voices could be heard coming from outside the door. At the first sound, everyone jumped and hurried to take their places. They all stood beside me, presenting the four of us as a united front.My heart jumped into my throat as the do
There is and never will be another for me. Nor did I want one. I missed him, like a piece of my soul, and wanted to be in his arms so badly. Just the few times I had been able to look into his mind, I could see his sweet, kind, gentle soul as well as the will of steel that he used to keep his people safe. He would do anything and everything necessary to protect his people. He stayed strong for them, and he upheld the laws for them. He was even in the process of risking his own life by going to meet with his lifelong enemy, and I knew it was for his people that he went to seek peace.Erik would not tell me the specifics. But he did say that Tohr went to speak with the King of the Blue Dragons to see if they could forgive past transgressions and finally open the channels for peace. It was truly an honorable thing to do, and it made me feel even more in awe of this king.Oh, hell, there was no point in denying it anymore.I was in love with him.The ferocious way I missed him and how his
They looked at each other than to Treddian as if to see if such a thing was permissible. Treddian nodded. "Do as your lady requests." Erik stood and helped them all move the table. Happily, I sat back down on the throne and waved to the people around the room. "Please, sit with me," I asked them. No one moved. I looked to Erik and Ethallia, pleading with them for their help. They quickly and eagerly moved around the table and sat in front of Treddian and I. To my joy, that broke the ice enough that several others sat next to them, and quickly my table was full as well. I smiled my triumph at Erik and began speaking to the people around me. Ethallia, the sweetheart that she was, introduced the newcomers. I listened carefully and tried hard to remember their names as well as their occupation. When she got to the carpenter, I leaned forward in excitement. "Are you the one who made the furniture in the castle?" I questioned. The Draygon nodded. "My ancestors and I. We originally cam
My back bristled at his tone and his condescending words. "I'll have you know that I am what you would consider a scholar. In my world, women are considered equal to men," I pointed out to him. "Truly, my Queen?" the Draygana asked me. I smiled down at her. "Yes. In fact, women are allowed to be whatever they wish to be." The Draygon hissed at me angrily as if my words were a personal insult to him. "You are telling us lies. Silence your tongue, chindralla. You will give the Draygana false hope. They cannot be anything than what they are," the Draygon snarled at me, stepping forward threateningly. Treddian stepped between us in a flash and growled in warning. I truly understood his unspoken words this time. Tread lightly. You're insulting my Queen, and I will not stand for it.Several other growls from around the room made me smile despite the dire situation; I knew they had my back. However, my pleasure was short-lived as I learned that he had allies as well. "Forgive my intru
There was a light knock on my door the next morning that woke me. I groaned and rolled over almost hissing as the sound came again and again.As I cracked one eye open, it startled me to see that the planet was shining in with its light violet hue. The orange sun was nowhere in sight, and I grumbled at the idea of raising before it. There was no way I should be subjected to being woke up so early, it was extremely not right. New law! I thought to myself as I snuggled into Torh's pillow and breathed in his scent, willing myself back into the erotic dream about him. "L-lady Mara?" Tohr whispered into my ear. No, not Tohr. Someone had opened my door and was trying to continue this whole stupid waking thing. I groaned and glared towards the door.One of the young girls from last night was standing hesitantly, shifting from foot to foot in the doorway. I rubbed my hands down my face and took a deep breath, trying to bury my irritation at her intrusion. "Yes?" I cleared my throat. "Yes,"
I jerked away from him and tried to find a place in the circle where I would be safe. But in that fraction of a second, I was suddenly surrounded by Draygonians. Dark ones by the pillars and behind me were the Golden Draygons. Every single Golden Draygon that I had pissed off since I had gotten here was there. A short step away was another Draygon looking just as pleased that I was in this predicament. "Isobel," I breathed as she stepped into view. The smile on her face was nothing short of cruel. "Hello, your Majesty," she sneered mockingly. "What is going on?" I demanded. "We are taking back what is rightfully ours," the giant Draygonian stated ominously. His deep rumbling voice would have been pleasant to listen to, especially with the strange accent so differently from Tohr's. It sort of reminded me of a Scottish accent with a few centuries of differences mixed in with it. He was as large as a Scottish Highlander, that was for sure. "And what exactly do you believe belongs
"With all due respect," I began as I backed away from him. "I think I'll just go back to the castle. Tohr can explain himself to me personally. Or my brother Erik, his Champion can tell me exactly what is going on." The crackle in the air went from causing mere goosebumps to visible electricity. Sólas' eyes shifted from a slight grey to the molten flow of boiling silver, then was slowly taken over by the elongation of his iris'. I knew even before his hands shifted to the claws that he was seconds away from changing. "That, princess, was never an option," he hissed. I clenched my teeth and had to forcefully root myself to the ground before I shied away from him. "I don't believe that I was asking your permission," I growled back. That's when I did something so stupid that even as I did it, I was screaming to myself to not do it. I turned my back to the evil Draygon and began to walk away. A roar echoed through the clearing. In the space of a heartbeat, I was jerked off the ground
He squeezed my hand one more time before letting go. It was a small gesture, however with Treddian, who was raised in this world to not show affection to another man's woman or risk death, it was a huge step. I turned my attention to the last two people who stepped up to me and raised my eyebrows when I saw it was Ethallia and Synne. "What is it you need, my ladies?" Tohr asked them gently. "Your Majesty, we wish to plead our loyalty to the Queen, as well. Without her here, our lives would have been very different, and now we would be honored if she would accept them in return," Synne replied softly. "That is not necessary," I replied to them."Your Highness, with all due respect, you gave us our lives back and the courage to take charge of them. There is nothing we want to do more than to pledge them to you," Ethallia countered. I looked to Tohr for help. But he had stepped back and was allowing me to handle this. I stood and walked up to the ladies and took their hands. "Are yo
"Caylan," I called, getting his attention. Caylan turned and his icy blue eyes pierced through me as they started to turn slightly Draygonish. "Please… be patient… this… this is not our way, and she may end up hating you if you push too much," I pleaded with him. Caylan nodded to me. I wasn't sure if it was an agreement or acknowledgment. Either way, I was forced to stand there and watch as Caylan carried my new friend off to his 'Draygon lair'. "She will be fine, Mara. You know as well as I do, my little fyre, that a Draygon will do whatever it takes to make sure his mate gives him their heart," Tohr reminded me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the top of my head. "Most of all, she is safe and protected." I nodded and sighed heavily, hoping one day she would forgive me for this. I felt as if I had to feed her to the wolves.Before I could contemplate or worry about anything, else Tohr was pulling me towards the front of the hall where the thrones were and had me s
-Little fyre. I am damned proud of you. You fought him with all the fyre inside your soul. Sólas would still be after us no matter what you had done. He is the one to blame for what we are going through right now. - I gave him a small smile and tried to let his words soothe me. "Thank you for warning me," I told Caylan. "I appreciate all that you have done for us." "You do not have to thank me, Your highness. It was the least I could do after everything you both did for my people. I, however, did wish to thank you for bringing our princess back." My eyes widened. "Gabby?" As if my words summoned her, Gabby walked in like the princess she was descended from. She looked around the room. As soon as she spotted us, she made a beeline for the group, and the look on her face was one of anger. "Ohhh hell," I whispered in English. "You!" she snapped at me. "You have been back for how long? And you have not stopped to say hi?" "Gabby, I'm so sorry! I just… Ummm," I floundered for a reas
I turned and grabbed her shoulders. "Even if you weren't mated to my brother and my favorite guard, you would still belong here." The tears Ethallia was holding back burst open and poured down her cheeks. I hugged her again until the sniffing stopped, and I could tell she was feeling better. I caught bits and pieces of her thoughts, and they were just as sweet as her words. I gave her one last strong hug struggling to control my own tears.-You okay, mate? - Tohr asked concerned. -Yes, mate. I am just so happy right now. - I replied, coating my words with the love I felt for him and these people. He sent back his love letting it wash over me. -I'm so glad, my little fyre. Now hurry so I can have you in my arms again. -I laughed slightly and pulled away from Ethallia. "Alright. My own mate seems to be whining cause I'm not close. Can you help me finish this up?" I asked her, pushing at my quickly drying hair. She nodded and pushed me towards the chair. Under her quick and daft fing
I giggled breathlessly yet didn't deny either of his claims. He set me down on my feet, being sure to hold onto me until I was able to stand on my weak knees. With my head cleared of him, I realized that we were still in one of the main hallways to the castle. Anyone could have walked in and seen what we were doing. Tohr chuckled. "I'm pretty sure the whole world heard you coming, mate." His wink on the innuendo, then again knowing him it wasn't an innuendo at all, caused my cheeks to flush, and I smacked his arm. He laughed and pressed a kiss to my nose before pulling me down the hall to our room.When he opened the door, I saw Ethallia and Synne standing there waiting for me. The adjoining door to the bathroom area was open, and I could smell the scented oils they used for the bath. A wide smile crossed my face, and I practically raced to the bathroom. I slammed the door shut on their surprised faces before I jerked the veils off and practically jumped in. The water was a little t
-Green, huh? - I thought with a smile. -So apparently, my mate is a descendant of the Narhas'fa, huh? - I gave him a goofy Draygana grin. -I guess I am. Do you think you can live with that? - He smoothed his hand down my scales sending shivers down my spine. "Yes, my mate. Even if you had never been a Draygon at all I would still love you the same," he admitted before backing away and changing. As his own Draygon was released, he braced his front feet and let out a loud yell calling to his mate. Me. I braced my feet and returned the call. To anyone else, it would have sounded horrifying or scary. However, to us, it was a beautiful ballad. With one hard flap of his wings, he was off into the sky and began to circle the area waiting for me. I watched him for a moment admiring the grace with which he soared through the sky. For such a big creature, Tohr was agile and swift that I loved watching him fly. The need to join him overpowered me until I was shoving off the ground and s
I only looked back up when I knew they were fully changed. Treddian was an enormous Golden Draygon. Beautiful and vibrant, his head sprouted two horns that bent slightly backward but ended with two extremely sharp-looking tips. His back was relatively free of spikes until the very tip of his tail held one deadly-looking spike. I couldn't remember seeing anything like that on Tohr and made a mental note to ask about it. -Treddian's has some Silver Draygon in him. - Tohr explained. -They sport those tiny spikes on their tails and a little mustache that comes out the sides of their nostrils. It is a rare thing nowadays to see a silver Draygon. They were obsessed about only mating with their own kind. As such, they have almost driven themselves to the brink of extinction. - Tohr explained. -I thought you guys only mated with the ones you bond with. But according to Sólas and now these silver Draygons, it seems not necessary. - I asked, suddenly remembering Sólas's words about how that wa
Quiet voices woke me slowly. They sounded close but not close enough for me to make out what they were talking about. However, even those quiet voices were not the reason I had woken up. No, my Draygana insisted that I investigate why voices were disturbing our sanctuary and why our mate was not beside us. I groaned in agitation and tried to quiet her down. -Be still, my mate. It is your brother and his mates who come to check on us and give us an update. - Tohr's voice ran through me like fingers stroking down my spine in comfort. I smiled softly and allowed him to soothe both my Draygana and me. She purred and preened, then dropped away calm now that she knew he was okay. I couldn't help rolling my eyes at her internally, then stretched, allowing myself to wake up a bit more. Realizing I was still naked, I flushed hard and looked around for something to cover myself with. I heard footsteps heading my way, and the search became a bit more frantic, not knowing who it was who would
I heard his growl once more pulled from the depths of him. His Draygon reared his head and pushing Tohr to give in to his mate. "Then you will have me, little fyre," he growled out loud, his voice sending shivers down my spine. He rose above me and locked his eyes with mine. I spread my legs wide, feeling his hard cock pressing just slightly against my dripping wet channel. I winced a little as he began to push in. I was by no means a virgin. However, I was not well experienced either. However, neither one of those men had been anywhere near as big as Tohr. Not to mention they had been a while ago. Despite how turned on I was, it was like he was my first again, and my body was struggling to allow him in. "Relax, sweeting. Your body will let me in. You are made for me," he whispered into my ear. His hands slide down my body finding my nipples and began to play with them once more. The discomfort began to slowly be replaced by pleasure as his fingers pulled and twisted at my nipples.