The Draglen Brothers - DRAKEN (BK 1)

by Solease Barner

  “King Dramen, Ruler of Cortamagen, Father of Draglen Descendants, I request to speak,” I say, feeling an urgency to get back to Cess. I hope Showken’s taking good care of her. I don’t want her leaving for home just yet.

  “You can speak, my son, only if you are saying what my Queen has told me,” my father says, piercing me with his stare. I glance at my mother, who is glaring at me. If I say I will not see her again, it will be a lie that will result in some form of punishment, which would include the death of Cess. I want to see her again. In fact, my body aches to get home to be inside her. I bow my head, showing respect to my father, while in deep thought, trying to figure out the words to say, abruptly I hear my father’s voice speaking a word in our old language.

  “CATI!” he yells, standing. I’ve just been called a fool. I glance up, meeting my father’s eyes with a stare. I will not back down, if I want her as a Giver, I will have her. “You will stop this disgrace.”

  “I will return to earth,” I say, letting him and my mother know I’m not backing down.

  “My son, please, you are to be married in six months. This Cess I see is interfering with our world. Choose another human if you must have one, but not her, she will pierce your heart,” my mother pleads. My father glares at her as if she’s said something wrong.

  “The law states, any descendant of Draglen blood may choose his Giver without interference from another. I choose Cess. Now that we have that settled, I’m going back to Earth, to lie with my Giver,” I say, snapping each word out of my mouth.

  “Your bride? Ravla?” my mother asks. My father is just watching me. I can only assume if I had not been his son, I would be dead right at this moment. He turns and walks back into the castle, and everyone can sense his mood. He speaks, in old language, cursing me. I glare at his back and turn to look at my mother, now looking saddened. “I see. You will change our land, Draken. Please reconsider.”

  “I will marry my bride, and Ravla is still my Giver. I just don’t need her at this time. I choose Cess, and Cess I will have,” I say, going over to the bench and pressing a gentle a gentle kiss on my mother’s hand. She holds her hand and rubs my head. “My son, always so determined. Look, I have a portal waiting for you,” she says. I turn around and there is a portal back to earth waiting. I look into her eyes.

  “I will return in six months to marry,” I say, walking to the portal. My need for Cess is becoming painful.

  As I walk through the portal, I hear my mother say “With whom will you marry, is the question.” The portal closes as I make my way back to Cess. I need her badly.

  CESS

  That was the best bath ever. I feel so refreshed. Yet I’m hungry, as well. I’m so afraid to leave this room. I know his brothers heard my screaming. This is going to be embarrassing. Oh well, it happens. Draken is a wonderful lover, and I might want to have another round. One-night stands do not even seem logical for a man who can make you scream like that. I find my clothes in the bathroom, like he said. He had them bring me a summer dress. It’s a light purple one that ties around my neck, with a split up to my thigh on the left side. This dress is one of my favorites. I put on all my lotion and girly things, and slip into my dress, noticing a pair of shoes to match. Those are not mine. Why did he give me these shoes? Are they for me? I’m not going to risk it, they may be some other woman’s. I hate even thinking about someone else receiving all that Draken can bring to the bed. I think he was holding back on me, too, and I’m glad. I take a deep breath and open the door to his room. There is a beautiful man standing there waiting. He scares me and I yell.

  “Ahhh!” I yell, in a state of shock. He just stands there and smiles. Oh my, he is just as handsome as the others. He is beautiful. He must be related somehow to the others, they all share that gorgeous smile. I stop screaming, and we just stare at each other. He is about 6’5”, with light brown hair. His eyes are light brown, as well. He finally speaks.

  “I see why my brother wants you, Cess. You are beautiful,” he says. I begin walking backwards, going back into Draken’s room.

  “You’re Draken’s brother, I didn’t meet you,” I say, remembering my defense classes. This guy looks really scary.

  “Oh, I just came into town. Now, breakfast is waiting for you. Come, let’s go eat, as the others are waiting,” he says, turning to leave without giving me his name. What kind of family is this?

  “What is your name?” I ask, watching him walk away.

  “Hawken is my name, but you can call me Hawk,” he says, stopping. “Come, Cess, we are all hungry, and you’re holding us up from eating,” he snaps. Shit, they can eat without me. Why didn’t Draken come and get me himself? You are not allowed to have sex with me and leave your brother to come fetch me like a pet. I’m leaving. I feel Hawk pulling me down the hall. “I see you’re not good at taking orders, if you plan on “dating” my brother, orders you will be given, and orders you will take,” Hawk says, walking me quickly to the white dining room. Showken, Gemi, and Layern are all sitting waiting, I assume for me.

  “Yes, she is here, now, let’s eat,” Gemi says, and begins to dig into a very lavish breakfast. It’s just Saturday, not a special occasion, yet the food laid out is in huge amounts. Why do they eat so much? And where the hell is Draken? Why is he not at the table?

  “Draken had to make a run, Cess, he will be joining us soon,” Layern says, to my unspoken concern. Layern has such pain behind his eyes. I never noticed it before, but he seems sad, lost even. I wonder why?

  “Why don’t you wait for him? You waited for me,” I say, still standing. I’m not sure about being here with all of these sexy, good-looking men. I notice Showken’s huge smile, and relax instantly. He knows how to make you feel comfortable.

  “We always wait for the lady in the house, Cess. Please, come sit and eat,” Showken says, waving his hand for me to sit across from him. I go and sit, and he fixes my plate for me. These men take my breath away with all this attention. I could get used to this.

  “Thank you for fixing my plate,” I say, grabbing a fork and eating the eggs. They are so good. All this food, if I eat with them I’m going to be huge. We eat in silence a few minutes, before Hawk speaks.

  “So, Cess, I would love to know how you - I mean, I would love to know about you,” Hawken says.

  “Well, umm, Hawken. I don’t have much to say about myself, except, I’m very wealthy, the first daughter and granddaughter to some very powerful men. Perhaps you have heard of my family name, Lamil?” I say, with a glare. I don’t like Hawken, and he doesn’t like me either. If using my family name gets him to think twice about upsetting me, then I will.

  “As a matter of fact, I have heard of Lamil. Powerful, you say they are?” He smirks. What is it with him? I put on my best smile and continue to eat. I can’t wait until Draken comes back from his run.

  “Hawken, enough,” Layern says, and I notice them all staring at him. He smiles, and yikes, he is gorgeous too. This gene pool of brothers is unreal. How many brothers are there, I wonder?

  “Cess, I apologize for my mouth, it gets me into trouble often. I would hate such a beautiful lady as yourself to be angry with me. Do you accept my apology?” Hawken asks.

  “You’re fine, Hawken, there is no harm done,” I say, wondering is it my name that made him squirm, or the looks from his brothers.

  We eat the rest of the meal in silence. I can’t eat much, as I continue to think about my night with Draken. “Umm”, I moan out loud, “Hmmm,” closing my eyes. I open one eye and notice everyone is staring at me. Damn, I didn’t mean to do that out loud. Everyone is staring at me, with smiles and smirks.

  “Have a good night, Cess?” Showken asks, taking a huge forkful of food.

  “Umm, yes. I slept well,” I say, blushing.

  “You were in my brother’s room all night, Cess, sleep is not what you got, I’m sure,” Showken says, laughing and stuffing his mouth with more food.

  “Huh?”

  “Huh,
Cess, we all know our brother and you were in his bed last night,” Hawken says, stuffing food in his mouth, too. They all eat as much as twenty men.

  “Well, umm, can we change the subject, please?” I say feeling the blush over my face again. I really wish you were here now, Draken, your brothers would behave for you. Just as I have that thought Draken walks in, looking fabulous, I want him.

  “Stop asking questions,” he says, heading straight for me. His brothers continue eating. “Hello, Cess. Please forgive me for not being here when you came out for breakfast. Were my brothers good?” he asks, sitting down at the head of table, not taking his eyes off me. Oh, this man has me warming up inside. I glance at Hawken, who is the only one who’s been rude to me. As I am about to speak, Draken leans in and sniffs me. Holy crap! What’s that about?

  “Hawken, why did you touch her?” he asks, narrowing his eyes.

  “Whoa, yeah, umm, brothers, we have company at the table, lets discuss this later,” Showken says. Hawken and Draken are having a stare down.

  “It’s not what you think, but I agree with Showken, later is better,” Hawken snaps.

  “Later,” Draken says, with a promise.

  “I should head home,” I say, getting ready to leave. His hand touches my thigh. Oh God, he looks amazing. He looks at me silently, and I decide maybe a little longer is not so bad.

  “Thank you,” Draken whispers, rubbing my thigh in a very slow circle, like he was doing last night. I know leaving is not an option right now. I catch the flicker of his eye color from light to dark purple. Never seen that before, but I’ve never seen a group of brothers like this, either.

  “You’re welcome,” I say, in a whisper. I feel myself blushing, so I know all these hot men can see it. Draken is staring at me like he wants me right this moment. Frankly, being with him again sounds good. I know D is wondering where I’m at, unlike my parents, who will think that I’m at Kelly’s. D already knows I’m not there. D and I have a very strong bond. We are twins, but he is my best friend too, and he will never tell, but the interrogation when I get home is going to be annoying. I might as well have fun before my brother brings logic to me and says, “Cess, you don’t need to be seriously involved with someone right now, if you were a guy, I would say get all you can, but you’re not.” I hear his voice clearly; just thinking about it, I smile to myself. I glance over at Draken, and he’s watching my every move. Yikes, he looks like an angel. There goes my promise.

  DRAKEN

  Hawken better keep his claws off Cess, before I rip them out. He knows the rules, no touching another’s Giver unless permission is granted by the Taker. Walking in and seeing Cess eases my worries for just a moment. Purple looks good on her, I must thank Showken for picking the right attire. Forcing myself to eat, ignoring her beauty, I can tell her mind is wandering. I love her eye movement as she is thinking, with those beautiful milk-chocolate eyes, searching. Breakfast is not moving fast enough. I’m sure my emergency trip home has all of my brothers worried. I’m not in love with Cess, but I’m not letting her go until I’m ready, not because I’m told.

  “What information did you find out on your run?” Layern asks, narrowing his eyes. I have been thinking of everything except what I was told back home. That question rushes everything back.

  “Everything is fine,” I say, glaring at Hawken. His smirk is really pissing me off. “Anything funny, Hawken?” I ask.

  “Why, yes, there is my oldest brother. I have my doubts about the situation at hand. I mean, it’s funny when you know the truth and still lie to yourself,” Hawken says, shaking his head.

  “If you two don’t behave like there’s a lady at the table, the consequences for not complying will be bad, so just stop this,” Gemi says, running his hand through his hair. I’m done with this, six months is what I have, and then I marry. This conversation ends now. Glaring at Layern, I let him know telepathically to let my brothers understand my feeling on this issue with Cess. My patience with this topic has grown thin.

  “I’m done. Cess, have you eaten enough?” I ask, looking at her now curious face. This is what I’m trying to avoid. Human women know nothing about Givers, and will take it as an insult, when, in fact, many women in Cortamagen would love this title. I feel her hesitation, so I lean down, giving her a gentle kiss to reassure her everything is fine. It’s just what she needs. She gave me her precious smile, and all my anger slips away.

  “Yes, I can’t eat another bite,” Cess says, “I was wondering if I could see the rest of your house. It’s very beautiful, and the art in here is museum-worthy.” Damn, I just want to lick her thighs, belly, and oh yes, that sweet treasure. I wish she knew the Givers’ rules, and then I could march her into my room for a day or two.

  “If you want a tour of the house, then let’s get started, we have a lot of ground to cover,” I say, holding out my hand to her. Feeling the soft hand she places in mine is amazing, knowing it’s like a feather to me, so easily broken if I choose. Yet it could make me feel really good if this feather is rubbed the right way.

  We start our walk down the expansive hall, which has many portraits of my family in both human and dragon form. There is also a picture of our castle. Its history goes back thousands of years. We are always allowed to take this to Earth to keep us grounded, and besides, legend has it that the paintings can come to life.

  “Draken, this is so beautiful, who painted these portraits?” Cess asks, gazing at the pictures. It’s really nice to meet someone who likes history. Although she thinks it’s just a painting, it’s much more.

  “These paintings are painted by close friends of the family,” I say, trying not to expose our identity. I really would like to make her scream again. I place my hands behind my back and walk slowly, calming my dragon. This getting to know me is not what I expected, I just want some pleasure.

  “Please don’t get offended by this, Draken, but why is everything a reference to dragons in this hall? Does your family have an obsession with dragons? I mean, you don’t actually believe in them, do you?” she asks, with a playful grin.

  “How can I answer this, hmm, my family and I very much respect the dragon. Many have tried to make them out to be bad, when actually, they are more than likely just like you,” I say, not moving my eyes, feeling my beast surface and knowing my eyes are dark purple as my dragon needs her body. I should be offended by her comment, but it’s not her fault her planet decided that making dragons bad and mythical was more beneficial. I wonder what their belief in their precious dinosaurs came from? Dinosaurs are merely pets, which got out of control on earth. Now, they walk freely on Cortamagen. I see her curiosity has only gotten worse. Fuck! I need her in my bed. I lean in, whispering in her ear. “Can I please you, and we can talk about it another day?” I lick the back of her neck, wrapping my hands around her waist. Smelling her arousal, feeling her clench her legs tight, just makes me want her more. I need her in my room, fast. I rub my hand over her breast, feeling the hardness of her nipple, not stopping my licking of her neck and shoulder, making sure to get her as hot as possible. This talk of dragons is dangerous. Especially since she is about to have sex with one again.

  “Ah, mmm, Draken, that feels so good,” she moans, very softly.

  “Cess, I want you to understand, you’re mine, and no other man is allowed to touch you, or you to touch him unless he is family. I questioned the family thing, since your land is big on family sex,” I say, really wishing I could have worded that better. I meant every word. Just now, I see anger on Cess’ face. I have to fix this quick. “What I’m trying to say is, before you get angry,” I say, “I just don’t like to share. When I’m with a woman I want her to myself. I’m very selfish. I should have said it like that. Yet, I still mean every word. I’m jealous, Cess, and if another man touches you, or I sense him coming on to you, my actions will not be controlled.” I hope that will help.

  “Draken, I’m an adult and I do as I please. My father’s name is Don, not Draken, remember
that,” Cess says, pushing away and continuing to admire the paintings. I think I should wait a few minutes, giving her time to cool down. This is why I didn’t want a human female, I’m heir to our throne, and she has me apologizing to her, my Giver. This is going to be different.

  “Cess, I don’t want to argue with you,” I say. I lean in to smell her hair, and its scent is intoxicating. “I would like to make you climax a few times, if you don’t mind,” I say, sweeping her hair to the left shoulder so I can give soft kisses to her back. Her body shivers, and that gives me an idea. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pull her really close, so she can feel my erection. I begin a slow rub on her lower abdomen, and can feel her arousal, her wanting of me. She is willing, and waiting for my touch. Sliding my hand over her sex, I cup her through the dress, pressing hard. This is what I want - my Giver to be willing when I say.

  “Draken, umm, we could be seen, please, I, whoa, yes,” Cess says, barely getting the words out. I don’t listen to her, I watch her body move in a slow wave, with my hand on that very wet pleasure she is having. I want her to get used to me. I continue my assault, squeezing her breast, feeling the softness and the now hardening nipple. Yes, she is going to be a great Giver. We need to move to my room. I turn her slowly, my hands cupping her face. I place a very strong kiss on those lips, my lips. Her body belongs to me.

  “Cess, come. Let’s go back to bed for a while,” I say, looking her up and down. I’m going to burst. Quieting my beast is becoming a task around Cess.