Walking up to two large dragon would have never stopped his last promise from being uttered. As their brother there’s no way in heaven and hell I would allow them to live if they did in fact break their hearts.
“As I said on your wedding day: If you both hurt them, I will hunt you both down like dogs and I will kill you.”
Facing large beast that could kill with a single slash no one in their tiny group said a word although the promise lingered like test results.
Again they were married but socializing was something he was forbidden from doing, 'to not risk fraternize risking or unwanted sexual attempts.'
The dragons sniffed the air detecting a change in the air. All they know is that the Lord has chosen, with that realization the two giant beast bowed down to their new Lord.
The small group stared blankly at each other expressions of awe and confusion putrid, at a loss of how to react the other one nudged its tail towards the crouching dragon.
Assuming they gave him permission to hop on, he did holding onto a horn but before his sister got on the largest one compared to the two shot up leaving his sister stunned.
The other dragon crouched allowing the glorified humans to hop on and with speed and grace flapped his wing but remained a great distance away from the dragon before him.
The wind washed his face with pure bliss and with his the side view Kade saw his settling on the other. Yelling out in pure enjoyment and the fear of crashing made him vigilant and held on a tad tighter. Landing swiftly Kade waited on his company when the doors swung open, despite the anxiety inducing ride a smile still lit up his face before his gaze met Brandon’s.
His heart skip a beat at the phenomenal sight and the heat emitting from the dragon seducing him closer.
No the dragon was in fact the only one moving his eyes still fixated on the sculptured, handsome gaze although he forced his gaze to not drop. Unfortunately on look unleashed a new found of appreciation of the man physic and unknowingly his eyes fell.
Hard muscles, his tan combined with a perfectly kept beard was enough to explore his attraction, he was captivated by the dragon.
Joyous chants emitted coming closer thankfully dragging Kade away from what had to be a spell. Seconds later the other dragon landed, dropping off his company.
“Ah. These two gorgeous beings must be your sisters.”
Not bothering to acknowledge Alex he reached out his hand to shake theirs. He stood there awkwardly as his sisters and Alex nodded his head in greeting, also wording out his title.
Brandon was not really greeting nor was he ignoring them, this man's mystery is overwhelming the area. His mear presence kept mind pondering, challenged to find the missing pieces.
Why did Brandon let them call his sisters by his title instead of his name? The question wondered leaving him to think deeper into his sister’s theory.
Welcoming them in. Walking past the familiar space they entered an office.
Brandon handed Kade a glass of apple rum cider, a foul liquid which made his face scrounge up as he was not yet accustomed to the flavor. Terrible.
Not sure he liked the strong taste he set the glass down and when everyone looked at him curiously, he took a sip once more.
It still tasted like crap so he put the bitter vile drink down for good and noticed a young man handing the others present their own drinks.
His lean yet strong frame made him shoot Brandon a pointed glare. That’s when he cleared voice composing his tone, forcing himself to focus on the matter at hand.
The reason for their visit. The attack? No, honestly it was the fact it was unnerving to have Titus roaming the streets and having no absolute idea what to do about it.
Their high tech wrist watch alert dinged informing them about trouble. It seems to be a premature turning, and fledglings were out in the streets of Chicago causing trouble without its sire. Child's play, easy mission. Besides he felt worse for hating a random man who did him no wrong.
“Kade you stay. We can handle this.”
"Pheobe. This I can handle on my own you two stay here."
"Thanks for volunteering. You stay here with Lord Donald and we will handle the call."
Before Kade could protest or at least give his input Cassidy hushed him with a whickered grin.
“Don’t worry about us. You will find us at the headquarters and don’t worry about your absence, we will inform Melody that you have personal issues you had to attend to.”
"No-"
"We will cover for you there too."
"Commander will-"
"Stop grasping at straws bro, it's not like you going to throw caution to the wind and jump him."
"Wait, is that why you hasitant?"
"No. Go. We will talk when I get home."
His sisters smirked, they knew embarrassing Kade will make him agree faster results and they knew they have to leave before he caught on. The smiled practically dragging a forgotten Alex with them. Those evil minxes boarded a one of the dragons that remained to assist and protect his Lord.
They abandoned him with a very hot dragon. Assuring to handle the inconvenience they bowed to Brandon before making their way out.
Brandon ignored the hesitant concern, hushing his urges and focusing exuding complete control. He will question his mate at his own time, preferably when he wasn’t planning on retreating. Besides all the world's forces were leading Kade to him.
“Now that there’s nothing holding you back. How would you feel if I were to brand you with my mark?”
He whispered his question in his ears, soft, delicious and the warmth made he shivered. Common man up dammit. Even if he was gay, he is to marry in months giving into his desires would be shit later.
"If you like your teeth where they are, I'd rather you not."
The low whisper combined with his deep voice was so sensual and arousing, a human behavior he thought was impossible.
Stalking ever so closely he felt the heat and electricity overloading the suddenly small room, no man could induce these emotions but Brandon.
His eyes closed as he took a waft more tasting then smelling the scent of charcoal. It was far too late, he knew his threat was a bluff but he wouldn't tolerate being a game.
He was taken by whatever the odd feeling in his lower half are, they were far gone to attend to the cider and the whiskey forgotten on the table.
Raising his defenses to not deflect but run but before he could the man grasped his retreat instead spiking his panic to defense.
“Let me go.”
He forced a straight face, maneuvering a defense submission on the dragon. Unfortunately he failed which allowed the dragon to pin him against the wall.
The heat ricochet amongst the man pulling them closer as confusion blended with the desire to claim. Moaning at the other man’s ability to turn him on in less than a second as lust gradually dragged him to reckless abandon.
“Follow me to my bed chambers.”
"How dare you."
His words seduced overwhelmed brain cells and the white fog, faded. Before Brandon knew it, his hand found freedom and his fist connected with Brandon's face.
Clearly stunned by the blow his grip never wavered. The wind surrounding the couple grew with a force as his apprehension intensified. Brandon coerced the man to gaze into his eyes satisfied to see the breeze ease.
"That is an offense punishable by death."
"You started."
What a brave mate indeed. None dared to touch none the less throw a punch at a Lord, his mate would be the first to see the light of day.
"My fiesty one. That’s where the scroll is located.” Assured and slightly embarrassed his focused dropped to the large hands encompassing his own. Up to this point Kade believed he was ‘woke’ enough in a society whereby there is same sex relationships and marriage were accepted. To be honest he never expected that his attraction would be directed towards a guy. The intensity of his emotions made him want to pull away and run but the other man made him want mate and claim. To feel and be one with the dragon, fucking caution to the wind. “I’m sorry I-“ Brandon lifted his chin and he focused on his expressive eyes as he leans closer his eyes searching for the consent. Kade did not want to stop the man’s lips but picturing his stepfather he moved his head. He couldn't do this to his family Brandon's connected with his lips with to the corner of his and an unexpected cacophony of warmth found in a home like no other. His tongue worked to open the clamped lips. His hand caressed the se
Gently grasping his neck and pinning him on the rough textile wall, he dropped his generous lips on his full. Feeling the claim as his dragon posed his resistance. His last ditch of effort to protect his mind and heart with a faked cough. “I have a cold.” He cleared his throat for he felt the power he had left to run drain. Feeling more than scenting Kade the elementalist with an intense desire to give in to give in to the mounting fire. At first his little mate bared no altercations, now he was distancing himself. Although like a rabbit, he felt Kade’s fear to close up and run but his dragon would go to the ends of the earth for him. His dragon vowed and worshiped his most prized possession, his dragon vowed protect and ensure none eight universe that would hinder his pursuit. Soon you will be mine and mine alone. “Then let’s get going.” Following the larger man. Kade somehow trusted Brandon enough to follow him through the unknown, life and back to that moment. “There’s endle
Brandon made his way closer to his uncertain frame, pat a kiss on his forehead not to mention the pulsing electricity. Grateful Kiowa is known to be a dramatic companion. One plea and negotiation for assistance made his companion roar. That sound made Kade’s heart drop although it saved him from his conflicting feelings. He made a note to allow his beast an extra two hours outside of the spirit realm. As they ran the maze, he noticed the determination on the dragons face as if he actually thought Kiowa was in danger. “Kiowa come get me!” Nothing. Now actually concerned he hopped onto Brandon’s shifted form, holding on the swift and steady dragon reminded him of riding a flying elevator. Kiowa made himself comfortable on Brandon’s bed not even bothering to acknowledge the two beings before him, not making the slightest effort to raise his head. Lazy. “You lazy beast. Did you not hear me call you? I was worried sick about you. Thankfully nothing happened to y
“Lord Donald do we add junior?” His sisters drawled at the great good looking dragon momentarily forgetting they are married. Bandon was not in the market, wait no one knew he pieced everything already and he wish to keep it that way. Once he finds out he knows about the engagement, he might be more brazen than he is right now and he would not want that. “Or is Lord Donald fine?” Damn his a dragon. His here. Damn this dragon that is here but it does not explain why he must be hot? ...STOP. Hold on, wait a God damned minute, his not gay. Never have been interested in any dudes so whatever was happening here has to be some sort of bad mojo. “Cass I bet he is here for Kade.” Phoebe practically literally threw him on Bandon and that's when the dragons eyes met his. "Common there was no bus, why do I find myself underneath one?" He recoiled from the intensity, giving his sisters a pointed glare. He got a wink and two thumbs up. In other circumstances would have loved what they we
“Brandon. Are you and Kade...?” “Or at least inform us what your kindness entails.” "What we mean is, he still has a month before he is informed you his intended." Kade’s sisters followed him outside, after reading the atmosphere began their investigation. Confident in is ability to remain calm and multitask, he had to admit he was intrigued by his sisters protectiveness. That family bond allowed him to wonder. What life would be like if were to have siblings? He controlled his expression and grinned shaking off those fleeting whimsical thoughts. His dragon still entwined with his mates pulse, before answering he bowed his respect. “The same thing the two elementalist back there are to you. To make it clear, I wish to be with Kade. Make him realize before hand that time with me won't be so bad nor will it be a prison.” Eyes widening at the honour bestowed upon them and silently watched the dragon rise his head to face them. He would respect their decision if they disapproved of h
“Tell me, why do you keep fighting your attraction?” As always he opens his mouth and said the first thing that came to mind, the exact second he relaxed. “Huh?” Out of a whole range of start-up conversation topics he directly asked the one question he had no answer for. “You bare the mark of my dragon. How long do you plan on ignoring it.” “For as long as take to get out of this conversation.” Feeling a finger trace the corner of his nape, outlining but not quite touching the alleged mark. All of the sudden his heart was in sync with his raging thoughts fingers desperately try to grasp on control. When he moved his finger, subconsciously his body leaned towards the dragon unwilling to bare the slightest separation. “This is the affect you have on me. I can hear every hitch in your breath, every beat you heart. I feel every reaction you have and claiming you will reassure my dragon. You mine.” With those words he lost and with a last ditch of effort he stopped the car at the mo
“I have good news and I have bad news. What about we play rock, paper, and scissors? Or perhaps I should flip the coin and whichever side it lands might break the tie? ” At a loss of words he stared blankly the dragon as his body convulsed in pain and the only thing that slipped out was weakened by stupidity. “What?” Brandon could not bare to see is mate hurt but due to his last reaction, he had to inform him. “Okay. The snake is non venomous but to protect its self and help it hunt it temporally paralyze you. Fortunately since I’m you blood mate I can subdue the pain. But last time I did that, my dragon imprinted therefore building bond between us and to be honest I’m all for it.” Roaring out in agony he faced the impudent idiot, tears to frustration welling. He just explained why he saw Brandon in the light of feelings. One touch enough to ignite the chaos in his heart, mind and body. All he could hears and see was the taunts of his father urging him to destruction. ‘Son. It wi
Sliding, cutting an incision by her abdomen. Gently slicing through the layers one sister placed her hand supporting the baby’s head as the other gently cut the umbilical cord. The mothers stress and condition gave the baby a smaller chance, but all they needed was that small chance of hope. Placing the bundle on a make shift bed designed by shirts they then expertly searched for a pulse or anything hindering the unnaturally still baby. Using two fingers Phoebe compressed as the other searched for a pulse with a finger. Switching turns the other delivered the two breaths and compression, when they found a pulse. Cassidy immediately spanked the baby’s buttocks to open up the babies lungs. Thankfully in a matter of seconds the baby wails rang through the cave and sighs of relief filled the awe struck cave with grateful cheers for life. Once the water elementalist gently cleaned the baby, cleaning her gorgeous face ensuring to avoid the sensitive areas while also ensuring infection