The Draglen Brothers - DRAKEN (BK 1)

by Solease Barner

  “Hmm,” is the only sound I can manage, gazing at him. Wait, he is naked without a condom. I’m not getting pregnant or catching an STD. “Draken, umm we, oh, need condom.” I sound so stupid.

  “You worry too much, I will not get you pregnant,” Draken smiles, bending down and pulling my right breast into his mouth, sucking, pulling, grazing his teeth over my nipple making it harden. While he’s squeezing my breasts, they become very sensitive. The heat is so intense, how does he do it? His fingers find my sex and he begins his torture, he pushes in, twisting his fingers. This feels so good. I think he has three fingers in me. Oh wow, he has me wide open without notice. I feel him push at my sex. “OOOOHHH!” I scream, feeling a little embarrassed, knowing his brothers are in the house. I know this house is big, but so is my mouth. I can’t stop the screaming.

  “Louder, Cess, let me hear you,” he says, holding my legs apart. I’m no virgin, but Draken is huge. He must be taking something to be this large. Oh, damn, here I go again. He doesn’t have on a condom, I don’t want him to stop, flesh on flesh is always better. Please don’t let me get pregnant or get an STD.

  “DRAKEN!” I yell, again, panting. I need a break. I know he said all night, but really, all night screaming? I’m going to lose my voice.

  “You look gorgeous screaming my name, Cess, I’m going to stir it,” he whispers. “Stir it like coffee, giving you more orgasms than you have had in your entire life,” he says, in between kissing me and pushing farther inside. Oh my, he is still not completely in, I’m going to lose it. My body is shaking, and every time I think I can regain my thoughts, he continues.

  “Please, I need a break,” I say, still pushing forward. My mind is thinking one way and my body is asking for more.

  “Shhh, hush and stop thinking. Your body wants more, now take a big breath in and blow out,” he murmurs in my ear. I do it, not knowing what is coming, until I feel him push completely inside me. “ARGHHH!” I hold my breath, hoping the pain will go away. I’m all the way filled. He is huge. It hurts.

  “Cess, look at me,” he says, placing his hands on my face. I look into his eyes, and they have changed to dark purple. I guess he is really excited, like me. His hands are calming, the gentle strokes down my face help. I close my eyes, trying to relax. He has not moved, he is waiting for me to relax. He begins to rub my hip in circular movements. I feel myself relaxing, as he is saying all the right things.

  “You are so beautiful, thank you for giving me this honor of pleasing you. You feel so good, baby. I love how you say my name, it’s the best sound ever. I need you, just relax. I’m going to make you feel so good, baby, I want you to pull your legs up for me. Can you do that?” he asks. I’m panting from all these words and kisses. I begin to lift my legs, while he continues to rub my hip. As my legs get higher, it starts to feel better, and I slowly start to move. I feel him start a slow, circular movement. Oh, that feels amazing. He rests his head on my chest. His breathing is picking up. It is hot and teasing against my skin. I’m on fire inside, but it’s a good feeling. I want to run, jump and scream all at once. This feeling is amazing. He starts to go faster, and my legs are getting weak. He must’ve felt them getting relaxed, because he places both hands under my thighs, right below my buttocks. Oh wow, he gives a good squeeze and then really takes off. I’m sweating, panting, screaming and moaning, not knowing what to do. I rub my hand over his tattoo and it’s extremely hot, and when I remove my hand from that spot on his chest, my hand continues to burn. I bite my lip and he starts a counter-clockwise motion, slowing down. I’m going to pass out, it’s coming, I can’t keep at this. He’s like a machine.

  “Come on baby, stay with me, I promised you all night.”

  “I . . . can’t . . . feels . . . oh . . . please . . . Draken!”

  “Yes, you can. Just a little more and I’ll let you rest for a while, before we start again.”

  “Huh?”

  “Yes, all night, remember?”

  “I’m screaming . . . brothers.”

  “Don’t worry, I have the room protected.”

  I try to stay focused, but his assault is too much. I come hard and loud, and mumble as I slide into sleep. Draken wakes me in no time, and starts all over again. We go all night, and by the time he finally releases, I’m used to him being inside. What have I got myself into with this man?

  “Sleep, Cess, you will need your rest for next time,” Draken says, pulling me into his warm body. I notice he’s not sweating, just me. I must feel like I just stepped out of a sauna to him. It doesn’t seem to bother him. I’m too tired to go home, I fall asleep in his arms, smiling.

  ***

  I feel so sore everywhere. I’m yearning, everything starts rushing back to me. I’m at Draken’s house. I danced, ate- yikes, I slept with him! Well, not really slept. I’m in his bed, naked. I inhale deeply and can smell sex, Draken, and a beautiful smell coming from the bathroom. That’s when I notice him humming in the shower. Oh, I spent the night. It’s morning. Hurrying out of the bed I look for my clothes, thinking they should be on the floor. Where are my clothes? The bathroom door opens and he walks out. We stare at each other for a long time without speaking. He is wrapped in a towel that is almost like a beautiful wrap. He has it tied around his waist, and it is trimmed in gold. His taste is very elegant. Purple must be his favorite color. He continues staring. Feeling self-conscious about last night, I lower my head.

  “Do you know where my clothes are?” I ask, softly. I shouldn’t have done this, I move a little and my body reacts with a shot of pain. This staring at me has to stop, I feel myself getting warm inside for this man. I need a hot bath and my own home.

  “I folded your clothes and placed them on my dresser. I had Showken get you some fresh clothes from your home. I know you would like a bath, right?” Draken asks. He looks amazing. I didn’t even get to do anything during sex but scream and moan. I should have been more active, maybe next time. Oh wait, not going to be a next time, remember, one night stand. How did he get me new clothes? Where do my parents think I am? I’m grown up, but not when it comes to Dad. My dad is not understanding about me staying out all night. I feel my face go from calm to the horror of my dad knowing I’m in bed with the neighbor; this is not a good look.

  “Cess, remain calm,” Draken says, coming to sit on the bed next to me, “I would never shame you, so relax. Showken got you some clothes without being seen, don’t ask how, and your family thinks you decided to visit Kelly for the night.” Oh, he smells so good. What did he say again? I spent the night with Kelly, Showken broke into my house . . . These are some crazy brothers. He is examining me, like he is scanning for bruises or marks.

  “Umm, Draken,” I say, looking down, “last night was, it was amazing, but I can’t do this, this thing that you want. I will get my clothes and go home. Thank you, for covering for me so my dad won’t freak out. I mean, I turn 21 in a couple of months, I hope you understand.” I can’t meet his face, but as I’m talking, I hear a low growl, and I assume he is angry. The room starts closing in, and for the first time since I’ve been in his presence, I feel fear. What have I gotten myself into? He could be a killer. He takes a couple of deep breaths and relaxes. I hope he is not angry. What the hell was I thinking? I should have said something when I was home and safe.

  Draken responds, “Cess, I will run your bath water for you, your fresh clothes are already in the bathroom. I have all the things you use daily, body wash, deodorant, lotion, hair products, perfume, even some jewelry that you might like to wear, but make no mistake, last night was just the beginning. I only understand that you feel good to me, making me want more of you. I hated to shower, because I wanted your smell on me all day. Please, do not wound me and stop this before we begin, try it and see. I can be okay. I will pick you up for dinner tonight, say around 7:00pm.” He leans over, giving me a very passionate kiss. Oh, I feel the heat rising, and I want this man again. Fear is no longer present, just a need for him. He rises from the be
d, heads to the bathroom, and starts running a bath. He must know I’m sore from all of his attacks. I’m in shock; he basically ignored my speech, and took it upon himself to do what he wanted. He is an alpha male, I can see that. I sit watching him as he moves about in the bathroom. He lights some candles and heads back to the room. He comes and stands next to the bed, smiling. He pulls very gently at the sheet, and I release it. Oh, what this man does to me.

  “I know you’re sore, I put something in the water to help with that,” he says, leaning over and picking me up in a cradle position. My body responds, my nipples hardening with just his touch. He leans down and sucks my breast, I’m moaning into his chest. I just tried to stop this; he is way too skilled for me to stop him. “Mmm,” is my response to this very intense feeling. I’m so caught up with his kissing and sucking, I don’t notice we are in his bathroom. It’s absolutely gorgeous. Fit for a king. WOW! He gently lowers me into the water, and I instantly grab him tighter.

  “Oh, this is hot, and my special place is stinging,” I say.

  “It will only sting for a second, Cess, it will feel good,” he says, placing another kiss on my neck. He stares at me, and I nod with my mouth closed tight, and boy does it sting. I grit my teeth and hold my breath. Within a couple of seconds, all the pain is gone.

  “Thank you, Draken. You were right; it feels very good to me. What did you put in the water, it’s very relaxing and smells so good?”

  “It’s an old family remedy that I can’t reveal. Relax, the candles are from my home, and they will help you relax as well. I’ll see you later, take your time and have no worries, the water will remain hot for you,” Draken says, turning to leave. When the door is closed, I smile hugely. My body feels so good in this water. I’m so relaxed. I lean back and enjoy. Draken can be kind, yet I know he has a mean side. I’ve seen it. I’m already spoiled, and Draken is adding to this by carrying me to the bathroom, lighting candles and giving me so many orgasms. Just thinking about last night, I feel the blush rising. I may never want to leave. Let me get my head right; what does he want me to be like? I’m not sure what he wants, besides sex, he never said. I need to find out more about him, and that low growl he does is scary as hell. I’m not sure how he can even do that, it sounds like an animal. I will talk with him later. Now, I will enjoy this wonderful bath that’s been prepared for me.

  DRAKEN

  Getting dressed in some casual clothes, I head out of the room. She is not going to stop being my Giver until I say so, not a second before. I walk to the study where my brothers are waiting. Hawken is here, staring at me as if I’ve committed a crime. (Hawken is one of my brothers, and we don’t get along with each other, it’s been this way for as long as I can remember.) He storms right up to me, and before I know it, I have slammed him to the ground, punching his face, ribs and back. He jumps on my back and wraps his arm around my neck, choking me. My other brothers don’t move, it’s not what we do. If one brother is fighting, the others are not allowed to interfere, even if a death occurs. Only our father can stop us. I pull him over my shoulder, releasing a roar. I’m glad Cess can’t hear this. Thanks to the remedy, she thinks it’s quiet. I release fire from my mouth, causing him to fly across the room, severely burned. It will take him a few days to heal.

  “What the fuck is your problem, coming here, Hawken?” I ask, looking at him and wondering if I should hit him again with a burn.

  “You have jeopardized our land with your human,” Hawken says, with clenched teeth. He rises and stands, not taking his eyes off me. This is my most dangerous brother.

  “What are you talking about?” I yell. Showken stands and holds his hands up in surrender. He then begins to speak.

  “Okay, apparently, the laws state that when an heir to the throne takes a Giver that is human, and falls in love, she has to be his mate. Well, since we are dragons, not sure how she’s going to feel when she sees your true form. Sorry, shit happens,” Showken says, stepping back.

  “Father wants you home now, to speak with you. Do you know that our land will be tainted if our fucking heir marries a human? It will be chaos,” Hawken snaps, gaining his strength by the second.

  “I will confirm this with Father later,” I say, glaring at Hawken, “right now I have company. I’ll come home tomorrow.”

  “You will come now, Father says you must come now! Showken will watch your fucking mate, you asshole!” Hawken snarls. I let out another hit of flames on him, bringing him to his knees.

  “I have no problem with killing you,” I say, “so watch your mouth. I will come to see Father, not because you say so, only out of respect for Father. But, if you disrespect me one more time, we will be short one brother, do you understand me?” I slide my hand into my pocket, opening the emergency portal to my home, Cortamagen. Fuck, Cess is going to think I have left her. I hope Showken does something, I like her. I’m not in love with her, though. I will clear this up and get back to Cess.

  ***

  I walk through the castle, my home. Seeing the beauty of it brings a yearning to come home. Passing the staff, I’m greeted numerous times as “Prince Draken, heir to our Kingdom.” I continue my walk, not speaking, just wanting to see what is going on. I stop trying to sniff and smell my father, the King of Cortamagen. I suddenly catch the smell of my mother, and know she will be close by. I find her in the garden, eating fruit. I bow as she turns and sees me.

  “Queen Nala, Mother of Draglen descendants, I humbly request permission to speak,” I say, remaining in my bowing position. Though this is my mother, whom I love dearly, in Cortamagen tradition is everything. I usually greet her in this manner, and then I will be granted permission to speak.

  “Of course, my son. Come. Sit. Tell me why you have fallen for this human. Speak freely, my eldest,” Queen Nala says, patting the spot on the bench next to her. I swallow hard, not knowing what to say. I don’t love Cess. I enjoy her as a Giver, nothing more.

  “Mother, I’m confused. I’m not in love with anyone, yet I’m being accused of bringing disgrace to our land. I would never do that. I would burn a thousand times before I would. Who has made this accusation against me?” I ask, looking into my mother’s eyes. With her hair, red as a flame and her eyes, bright and clear as a star, she is more beautiful than any in our land. She gently reaches for my face, placing her hand on my cheek, she looks sad.

  “My son, my Draken, my firstborn,” my mother says, “your accuser am I, the seer of this land. You will fall for this Cess, soon wanting her as your mate, and she will want you. My son, I would be happy if she were not human, yet the truth is, she is, and she can’t come to our land. Your father is very upset. He went flying, and should be back shortly. My son, you are engaged already, to Velca. She is perfect for you, ready to bring forth more sons for our family, our kingdom; this human will taint our blood, transforming us into something we know nothing about.” Taking a breath, she releases me. “Now, you tell your father you will not see her again, and this can be just a bad dream.” My mother is the seer, and has never been wrong. I don’t feel anything for Cess. She is just a Giver. I would not marry a human.

  “Mother, I made her my Giver, she pleases me, I don’t want to stop,” I say. This is not happening, I knew that Cess would be trouble. I’m not done with her, and I surely will not give her up. My other brothers have taken human woman many times, on Earth. I can, too. “Mother, it’s not fair to ask me to release my Giver, my brothers have never been asked such a thing,” I snap. Her head turns quickly towards me, and I know I’ve been too aggressive with my tone. I bow my head in apology for speaking harshly.

  “My son, watch your tone with me, I’m not afraid, remember that,” she says. “She is your Giver now, but you already defend her, you speak as if you can’t have another human Giver. Besides, you have Ravla, she is more than capable of pleasing you.”

  Feeling hopeless and pissed all at once, I search my heart, thinking, do I really want this Cess? She does make me feel better than any Giver
I’ve had, and not feeling that again is not an option. There has to be another way, other than stopping seeing her. My animal wants out. I feel the need to be released into my beast.

  “Forgive me, Mother, I do not ever wish to upset you,” I say. She turns and looks at me.

  “You need to fly, my son, your eyes are such a dark purple right now. I believe you will understand better after you fly, now go, and release your beast,” she smiles, taking another piece of fruit. I stand and walk toward the center of the garden, a safe place to change without destroying the castle. I feel the burn and need to turn, to release my beast. My body transforms, stretching, widening. I’m forced to the ground, where my head gets bigger. I lift my head and see my mother smiling, with all the pride a mother should have for her child. In no time I’m transformed into my beast. I spread my wings and roar in the air.

  I bow at my mother, and she says, “Go, my son, fly and enjoy yourself.” With that, I’m in the air at high speed, flying over the mountains and under the sacred tombs. I can’t believe I’m being forced to release a Giver. My father is more than likely flying, so he won’t try killing me for having such strong feelings for a human. I fly until I come to my favorite place to think, the Great Jewel Cliff. I stand, thinking. Could Mother be wrong? She has never been wrong. There must be some truth to what she says, because I can’t wait to get back to Cess and be with her. Could I fall in love with her? I do know releasing her is not going to happen any time soon. This is my first human, and I still want to play. I’ve never had a human, and why are they so sure it’s her, it could be someone else. I guess I should head back. I turn, flying back to the castle, enjoying my flight, and suddenly I feel a pull from someone. It’s not from my family. It’s Cess. She is yearning for me. I must get home, fast. I make my way back to the garden, where my mother and father are sitting. I transform back to human form, grabbing a wrap, as our clothes are always in shreds after transformation. I walk towards my parents. I bow, showing my father the same respect as my mother, when I’m hit again with need for Cess. I need to get home.