Page 69 of The Forbidden Dragon King
“You just couldn’t wait for an excuse to see me in bondage,” a male voice drawls.
“There was that.”
Dazed, lost in my heat, I struggle to focus.
My gaze is blurry, but I purr, when I notice that my Alpha — no wait, not my Alpha, but why does Aurelius smell like he should be my Alpha? — is standing stiffly behind another Alpha and their Omega, two of the Golden Family.
The new Alpha is War, a muscled soldier in encrusted ruby golden armor and leathers. She is studying me with fierce hazel eyes. Her arm is slung around a small Omega with honey curls, who is wearing a silk tunic that matches his silver eyes.
Tribune Lucius Atticus.
If Lucius lived in the Fang Kingdom, he is so pretty that he’d have every Alpha fighting battles over him. I’ve learned over the last few weeks, however, that the Omega is smart enough to have won any Alpha he’d wanted, before they’d even taken up arms.
Apparently, Lucius wanted the strongest warrior in the Draca Kingdom, War.
It makes me wonder why he felt the need for her protection.
“This is why I asked Luc to stay here today.” Aurelius sounds strained. “I don’t know…bring your heat toys…medicines…anything that will help an Omega through a heat. Take the best care of her and get her through this.”
Their voices wash over me. I can hardly understand their words.
The pleasure is building inside me again.
I writhe, tearing at the bedding and ripping it with my nails.
“Do you know what Omegas generally find most helpful during a heat, Relius?” Lucius narrows his eyes. “Aknot.”
War grips Lucius hard by his curls and yanks his head back to bear his neck; he gasps.
“Luc,” she warns.
“She bonded the fae,” Lucius pants, defiantly. “An Omega shouldn’t be separated from their bonded Alpha. Sorry, am I breaking the game that we’ve been playing by saying that out loud? Kit is your pet now. They both are. Why not put them together in the dungeon? It could tame that savage pet of yours to knot his Omega. Maybe thenassassinatingyou won’t be his new hobby. He’ll know what he has to lose if?—”
“Say that again,” Aurelius’ voice is like a blade, “and you’ll findyourselfin the dungeon.”
War growls, loosening her hold on Lucius’ hair to drag him protectively against her chest instead. “Threaten my Omega again, and you’ll find yourself in scattered pieceswith your cock and balls tied as trophies to my sword. But I forgive you, shithead. You’re in rut. Your mind is fucked.”
“The fae isn’t tamed enough to see her through her heat yet. What if he harms her?” Aurelius leans against the doorway. “I’ll lock myself in my bedroom.”
“You don’t need to suffer like this, Relius.” War marches closer to me, and I helplessly stare up at her. “You don’t need to bond her. Just rut the wolf bitch, if she agrees. Wolves like to be part of a pack. They pine for the sense of belonging it brings them. What makes you think that she won’t accept you as part of her pack? If you don’t give in to your nature, continuing to spend your ruts alone…”
“You’ll go feral,” Lucius says, quietly. “No one can deny one side of their nature forever. Not even a king. Not even you.”
“I won’t risk it,” Aurelius snarls. “Just see her through this heat for me, Luc. You’re the only person who I trust to do this for me. You know that I don’t beg…”
“Please, when would I ever expect you to?” Lucius pats Aurelius on the shoulder. “None of us need to beg the other. I would do anything for you. Remember that I’d kneel and open my veins right now.” War makes a wounded sound. “Be careful with my devotion.”
Aurelius gives Lucius a gentle smile, of which I’d never have guessed him capable. “I have always been careful with it. Thank you, do I say that enough? War, you too.”
“Shut up and go jerk off in your bedroom, imaginingthat you’re breeding tight, Omega pussy,” War growls at the same time as grinning.
Aurelius arches his brow. “Your war speeches to the troops must be inspiring.”
“They are. Soldiers shed tears.”
Aurelius turns and staggers unsteadily from the room.
Uncomfortable, I try to focus, as Lucius strolls to the bed, joining his Alpha. Then he perches next to me, touching the back of his hand to my forehead to test my temperature.
