Completely confused, Toby had no idea what was going on. He hadn’t been told anything. Nothing. Not even his destination.
In a small voice, Toby asked. “Sir? May I ask where we’re going?”
Solis frowned, then turned giving Toby an odd look. “Did no one explain this to you?”
Looking down and petting Attila, he answered softly. “No sir.”
Solis once again, shook his head. He now understood why the boy’s sire had insisted upon going with him. He felt sorry for the youngling. No wonder Cedrin had contacted him. He already knew Toby would be harassed beyond mortal endurance, once he reached the palace. If he thought his sire was bad, he hadn’t seen anything yet.
There was something about Toby that called to Solis. An innate warmth and caring. It was probably the omega in him, he told himself, but the big warrior didn’t think that was all of it. The small bull drew people to him. The need to protect him overwhelming. Solis would help the precious young one, as much as he could.
“Once we’re aboard the plane, I’ll have time to explain what I know to you. Will that be satisfactory, your grace?”
“Yes, but why do you keep calling me ‘your grace’? I’m no one special.”
The big guard smiled at him. “That’s where you’re wrong, young master. You are very special. More so than you’ll ever know.”
After getting the little one aboard the jet, Solis watched, trying not to express his amusement. It took six warriors to run the small dog down, after his leash slipped from a guard’s hand. With Toby and dog at last properly buckled in, he saw to his other duties, then sat down next to his charge.
“Okay. I’ll try to explain what I can. I’m not supposed to tell you anything, so please, keep what I’m about to tell you to yourself. If anyone asks, you didn’t hear it from me. Alright?”
“You Toby, are what is called, a Lavian omega. That means you carry more royal blood than any other dragon, including the ruling Grand Master. As such, you’re the only submissive dragon that is allowed to choose who you join with. No one can grab you mid-air or make decisions for you, like every other master does for their submissive.
“Lavians are extremely rare, one being born only after the previous one expires.
“Now. Here’s the biggee. Whoever you decide to join with, automatically becomes the new ruler. The Grand Master, over all the dragons on earth. After the new rulers are joined, that would be you and your choice, you’ll become the second most powerful male in the kingdom.
“Right now, however? You are the most powerful dragon alive. Your joining will determine the fate of our kind. Your omega gifts will also begin to show themselves after you, ah, well you know.”
Toby blushed deeply, looking down, making Solis smile.
“It has to be with your true-bonded master, though, otherwise you’ll remain the same from what I’ve been told.
“Right now, we’re on our way to the palace in North America. It’s an ancient castle, sitting high on a peak in a beautiful mountain range called the Rockies. That is where you’ll meet all the eligible males wishing to court you.
“Remember your grace, it’s your choice. No one can force you to accept them. Not even the current ruler. Understand?”
“I can pick anyone I want?” Toby asked, with big doe eyes.
“Yes. You can join with the ruler, a cobbler, a warrior or a chimney sweep if you want. But, choose wisely, your grace. The dragon you join with, will become our ruler for a very long time.” Solis answered seriously.
“Mmm. So no pressure then.” Toby looked up with an unsure smile. “Thank you. I’m sorry, what’s your name sir?”
“My name is Solis. I am the ruler’s personal bodyguard. A person of your station should simply refer to me as guard, or guard Solis, your grace.
“Oh, I almost forgot. You can also choose whoever you want as your advisor or council. Someone you trust to guide you and help you. Someone who will tell you the truth, even when it’s not what you want to hear.”
“Can I have more than one?”
“Of course. You can have as many advisor’s as you wish. Some royals have several. Each one with their own expertise in a specific field.
“Well, that’s all I know. Just watch your back, as people at the palace are not always what they appear. Most will want you for the power and wealth you represent, not for Toby the man. Almost all of the males there, will have their own agenda. Others will desire to be your friend, once again to gain power or wanting to control you. Beware of them and follow your heart and mind.”
“What’s the list?” Toby peered up at the guard, through thick, white feather lashes.
He made Solis’s heart sing. Gods, this little male was stunning. He radiated such gentleness, an innocence. At the same time a great power rolled from him and a sexuality unequaled by any Solis had ever come across. Toby didn’t ask frivolous questions either. The guard told himself he would have to see about a transfer to the detail that guarded him. He’d made a promise and for some reason, even if he hadn’t received Cedrins request, he would have wanted to protect Toby.
“The list is a formal letter of intent. A certified parchment, containing the signatures of eligible dominant dragons. Those on the list have been screened for their honor, loyalty and a true desire to care for your welfare. They need not be wealthy or powerful, and you don’t have to choose any of them.
“The list was started to give guidance, but it’s not the law. The law states, you, as Lavian omega can choose whoever you want, regardless of who’s on the list. They won’t like it and there will be ones who fight it, but they won’t win. You will. You have the law on your side.”
“How do you know so much about this, Solis?”
“My sire was an advisor to the previous ruler for centuries.” He replied matter-of-factly.
“Thank you Solis. May I call you by your name in private?”
“You’re now the most powerful dragon on the planet, Toby. At least until you make your choice. So I’d say you can do, pretty much whatever you want.” Solis smiled at him and winked. It was a wonderful smile that brought out his laugh lines and made his blue eyes twinkle.
Toby was nervous, but trusted his man, so he did as requested. They hadn’t done this, with him on his stomach before and wondered how different it would be. When Fallon’s hand began to stroke his body, he relaxed. It felt so good to have his hands on him. He tilted his head as his neck and ear frill were kissed, nipped and nibbled while that other hand still worked his body, making him squirm. His tail began to extend and big hands stroked it, sending sparks tingling up and down his spine straight to his cock. As he did the first time, when a thick finger ran down his crease, he shuddered. That finger tapped his hole and lit him up like a lightning bolt. The things this male did to him. Oh gods, it felt unbelievable.
Continuing his assault down Toby’s body, Fallon, reached down, gathering some of the copious fluid that dripped from his lover’s sheath. He ran it around his pucker, withdrawing whimpers in reward. When he stuck his finger into the little pink star, Toby’s entire body jerked with delight. “Relax, baby. Relax. Deep slow breaths, remember?”
Slowing his breathing, he began to do as Fallon asked. He shuddered, not able to stop it. His lover was still working on his ear frill. He bit, making it sting right on the fluttering edges. Then licked to make it feel better. For reason he didn’t understand, when Fallon played with that spot it went directly from his ear to his manhood, then bounced around in his balls shutting down his mind. The sensation was overloading him and he was already on the edge, needing to come.
Wetting his lips, when the tingling ran down his spine and cum suddenly shot from him in a burst, Toby cried out Fallon’s name.
He hadn’t done anything yet and his man already came? His little male made him feel like the ruler he was for the first time in his life. Especially when Toby grabbed his shoulders, drawing himself closer.
“Fallon. Do that again. Do that again. More, I want more and now, do it now.” He said panting heavily with hooded eyes that weren’t focused. He looked like an angel at that moment. His hair tousled, his lips swollen. His face was pinkish-red and he wasn’t taking no for an answer. Fallon felt like a god.
Taking more of his own lubrication, he stuck another finger in working it, bending, twisting and stretching. Bending his fingers just right, he hit his taya’s sweet spot.
Toby screamed, threw his head back, his eyes squeezing shut, as he once again exploded.
“Ahhh. What is that?” He asked after a minute.
“Like that, do you?” Fallon chuckled.
“Oh yeah. You did that last time. Please, don’t stop.” His little dictator demanded.
“Yes Sir.” Though he’d always been dominant in the bedroom, he couldn’t resist just this once letting Toby have his way. He derived such pleasure from watching his beloved, he might as well have been releasing with him. He’d never known it could be this way with someone and he relished each second.
Fallon knew he was large and he’d make sure Toby was ready each time they came together. If he made it good enough, he knew his male would become addicted to him, so it had to be done right. Finally having four fingers sliding comfortably into Toby’s tight channel, he withdrew. Lining himself up, he nudged the head of his great cock into his taya. When the spongy head, popped through the guardian muscles, Toby grunted, but didn’t cry in pain, so he kept moving.
Toby tried his best to relax. It wasn’t easy as Fallon was huge. He wanted to be with his man desperately and wasn’t going to give up now. Biting his lip, he concentrated on how much he loved his master. The pain was getting worse and he didn’t know if he could get through it, but as Fallon talked to him, kept asking if he was all right, if he should stop, all the questions of a concerned, caring lover, Toby knew he wanted to go on. To explore and discover everything there was to know about Fallon. Just as he scrunched his face and frowned from the pain, it stopped. No, that wasn’t right. Fallon had stopped. He opened his eyes, looking up into beautiful dark amber eyes filled with devotion.
“Are you all right?”
“Y-yes. I think so.” Toby hesitated.
Fallon smiled at him. “We’ll stay like this until you become accustomed to my size. Let me know when you’re ready to begin again.”
Fallon lay still. He was in such pain trying to hold back, but he gave Toby time to get used to him, while begging the gods to give him strength. This was worse than any battle he’d ever been in. Any wound he’d ever sustained. Sweat broke out on his upper lip as he maintained control. He would not hurt his omega. He didn’t care if it killed him and if Toby didn’t move fairly soon, it just might.
Then he felt it. Just the tiniest of movements, but it was there and oh thank the gods, was he ready. Fallon began to move slowly, taking short strokes, back and forth. Toby was a dream come true. He was so tight, he gave a good bite of pain with his pleasure, but the big dragon didn’t care about anything just then. He was in heaven. To have his taya wrapped around him, be buried in his hot, wet depths. His responsiveness, squeezing him in that death grip as he moved, all drove him to heights of passion he never knew existed.
Between Toby’s passionate sounds and the feel of his body, there was no way he’d last long at all. Not this first time. It had been too long and he wanted it too much. Not able to hold on, Fallon began to drive into Toby, thrusting him as the small man under him called his name, encouraging him for more. Always more.