"Fuck my mouth! Grab hold of my hair and fuck my mouth," I ordered.
He did exactly that. His hands tightened around my hair, and the pinch of pain spurred me on to suck harder. He shoved his dick in my mouth with abandon, causing me to gag a bit.
"You like that, bitch! You like gagging on my cock?" he asked as he was relentlessly fucking my face. I could only moan in approval. I felt his cock thicken even more and his balls draw up. I wanted his sweet essence. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked with more fervor. He shot down my throat and I drank his cum. I loved his cum. I stood abruptly, flipped him and pressed him against the shower wall and rubbed my dripping cock against his hole. My pre-cum would loosen him.
"Do you want my cock?" I growled. "Do you?"
"Yes, give me your cock. Fuck me now," he moaned. I pressed forward into his hole until I was buried deep. Once fully seated, I stopped to allow him to adjust.
"If you don't fuck me now, I'm going to kill you, Kris," he snarled.
I withdrew and slammed back in, hitting his prostate, fucking him relentlessly. I felt my balls draw up and my knot start to form. I quickly withdrew and forced him to his knees, stroking my shaft once, my cum painted his face. I breathed heavily as the orgasm hit, and he moved forward to lick my head as I continued to come. He wrapped his lips around my sensitive head and went down my shaft a quarter way. Looking up as he drank mycum, he pulled back a bit and started nibbling my foreskin. The pleasure was unparalleled; I shuddered underneath his talented mouth.
He pulled back and asked, "Why didn't you come in me? Not that I'm complaining—you taste amazing."
"If I came in you, we would have been stuck for another thirty minutes and you wouldn't have gotten your breakfast," I said, still panting, as I descended from the high of coming.
"There is that. Let's get cleaned up and get some food." He smiled as he stood and washed under the shower spray again.
Roarke
Itwasthemorningof day two, and the king and his mate had yet to appear from the infirmary. No one entered the room. In fact, the only time the door opened was to wheel a cart of food in. Even then, no one crossed the threshold. I looked over at the man guarding the door with me. Devin Davis; he was gorgeous, strong, opinionated, stubborn—and my mate, although neither of us had said anything. Devin had an attitude and didn't seem to want to acknowledge that I was his. As I was just about to ask him, the door opened. I immediately turned and saw the king with his mate securely tucked under his arm. I quickly dropped to one knee.
"Benny, you're alright! You’re awake! Are you healed? Should you be up?" Devin asked, sounding tender for the very first time.
Ben laughed and said, "Yes, I'm fine, Devin. All better thanks to my beloved."
"Are you sure? He claimed and bonded with you without your consent," Devin said with a hard edge.
"Yes, I'm sure. I would have died if he hadn’t. I understand why you're upset, Dev, but it's not the same as your sister. I would have chosen to bond with Krispin," Ben assured him.
Devin continued to stare as if weighing the truth of the words. He seemed like he found his answer and smiled for the first time. Gods, I thought he was gorgeous before, but when he smiled, he was breathtaking. I felt my cock stir as I stared at Devin's beauty. A clearing throat caught my attention, and I turned to my gaze to my king.
"None passed the threshold of the mating chamber, Your Majesty," I said officially.
"You have done well. Rise, Roarke of the Red Caste," the king said formally. I quickly got to my feet. "I thank you for your service."
I held my hand in a fist, brought it to my chest, and bowed my head in acknowledgement. It was surreal that I would have this opportunity. I was proud I had been able to serve my king. I was about to step away when he stopped me.
"For your service, I honor you. You shall no longer be Roarke of the Red Caste. You shall be Roarke Dìon Rìoghail. Royal Guardian Protector of High Garden," he proclaimed as he placed his hand upon my chest. I felt a power surge forth as light shone from his hand, my dragon fully acknowledging our new role. We were no longer just Red Caste. The king had now elevated us and sealed us with a single golden scale. I couldn't speak. I couldn't believe that the king would honor me in such a way. I was now the king's man. No longer part of my father's circle and caste. I was now Roarke of High Garden. I bowed my head once more.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. I pledge to you my service," I vowed earnestly.
The king smiled at that, dipping his head in acknowledgement. I turned to my mate, who looked a cross between proud and angry. Unsure how this would affect our mating—that we had yet to even speak of—only time would tell.
Secrets Unveiled
Krispin
Wefinallymadeitto the dining hall. After the honoring of Roarke, Devin had called Master Stephen, who called Basil, who called Dr. Rand. They all converged on the infirmary to ensure that Ben was okay. After confirming several times that all was well, we made our way to get the much longed for breakfast. I was hungry. The giving of my scale to Roarke had taken power, and I had just come from two days of bonding with my mate. I looked over and saw Ben piling food high on his plate, and I smiled. Yes, he was hungry too.
"Kris!" I heard Cam call. "Oh, my God! You're out! Your mate is okay. He is okay, right? Are you okay? Why didn't you tell me?" He shot off the questions in rapid succession, punching me in the shoulder with the last question.
"My mate is okay, and I’m okay. As to why I didn't tell you, it’s a long story. Let's finish getting our food and we’ll talk over breakfast," I answered.
He nodded and left with Jackson to get a couple plates of their own. I continued to fill my plate as I thought of what I was going to say. Ben had wanted to know the full story, and I’m sure Roarke gave an abridged version to our hosts.
I thought of the time past, of my fathers and brothers and the dark times of my people when I surrendered the will to lead, losing my family. Yes, I was king but I didn't rule. I couldn't rule. I was alone. However, now—now I had a mate and was expecting a son. Could times have changed? So lost in thought, I didn't realize I had piled a small mountain of eggs on my plate.
