by Jools Louise
Belatedly, he asked, “Hey, did everyone make it out okay?”
His gaze darted around the cockpit. All five of the dragon knaves grinned back at him, looking healthy and whole. He felt a ripple of awareness as their gazes met his one by one.
He knew that connecting with the life force of the knaves to manipulate the tapestry had side effects. One of those was a permanently amped-up connection between him and any knave involved in the spell. He already had a connection to Sol, from way before. The connection to the others had been muted but still there. An affection rather than outright sexual attraction.
This was a new thing. This was definitely a sexual awareness of each of the knaves, not just Sol. The time to bond fully was upon them. The new scenery was forgotten as more urgent concerns took priority.
He met Sol’s gaze last, who looked back knowingly.
Arching one golden brow, Sol stepped closer.
A broad hand cupped his jaw, lifting his chin to meet Sol’s descending lips.
Just before their lips met, Sol’s tongue darted out, licking a trail along the plump mounds of Max’s mouth.
“We’re now all linked, Max. The bond was forged years ago, but circumstances kept us apart. The threat to your family meant we had to keep away from you until we knew who was behind it. And we’ve all discussed the situation.” Sol licked again, and Max shuddered, feeling sparks of desire rushing through him, energising him. “Dragon knaves share sex with each other all the time. We’ve all been lovers for years. Had we stayed on Hyrruld, with you as king, our bond would have been consummated already. It’s the way of our world.”
Max’s tongue darted out, meeting Sol’s and tasting his lover delicately.
“We are all safe and have explored some of the planet’s surface while you were still unconscious.”
Max felt the warmth of a large male body behind him, the hardness of a thick cock pressing against his ass and shuddered again. Jayde’s unique scent reached his nostrils and Max inhaled, enjoying the mix of Sol and Jayde on his palate. A soft kiss was placed into the curve of his neck, fingers pushing aside the fall of blue hair.
“We consider you ours in every way. The only difference is now you can feel our desire for you.” Jayde punctuated his words with more kisses, grinding his groin against Max’s taut ass. Sandwiched between the two large knaves, Max felt small and almost fragile.
Fingers turned his face to the side and Sol’s mouth glided along the lines of his jaw.
Max’s golden gaze met Indigo’s deep black one.
“We want you. It is the way of the dragon knaves to mate with their king. To ensure loyalty. We don’t just feel loyal to you, sire. We all care deeply for you. It is our greatest wish to cover you with our pleasure as you reach yours.” Indigo’s lips met Max’s, his tongue sliding inside Max’s mouth and they both moaned in delight. The lip lock went on and on. Passionately hungry Indigo was skilled at kissing, his mouth devouring Max’s until they were both panting.
Too soon, Indigo’s mouth left his as another set of fingers turned his face away. Ochre gave Max a gentle smile, his aquamarine eyes blazing with lust.
“We’ve wanted to make love to you since training camp. Our cocks ache to sink deep into your sweet body. We were forbidden to do so, since that would have put us all in danger of being targeted by Trophus. We’ve had years to think of all the ways we can fuck you. I fall asleep with dreams of lying with you and all my lovers. When I need release, I think of all of us fucking you to oblivion, coming all over your beautiful face and ass and cock.” Ochre growled low in his throat as Max gasped at the erotic words. Ochre’s mouth fused to Max’s, his kiss greedy and searing hot.
“Do you accept us?” Raven’s deep voice sounded, shivering down Max’s nerve endings as Ochre continued the hot kiss. Max turned to the older knave, reluctantly leaving Ochre’s passionate lips.
Four pairs of hands roamed his body, exploring every inch of him until he was surprised he didn’t melt into a puddle of desire at their feet.
His eyes met Raven’s and then Shimmer’s who stood just behind his friend. Both looked at him with hesitant hope, as though he would reject them.
Stepping out of the circle of the four knaves surrounding him he moved closer to the two remaining dragon knaves.
“Raven, Shimmer. My father always thought highly of your clans. I’ve spent many years studying the ancient texts, knowing my destiny for when my father died. Sol is right. Had things been different, we would have consummated already.” Max placed a gentle kiss on Raven’s soft lips, licking a path along the seam. Raven let out a growl of arousal, his grey eyes sparkling with lust. Raven’s large hands rested on Max’s hips, pulling him closer until their bodies touched.
“I do not have a kingdom, and therefore I cannot really be considered a king.”
Shimmer moved up to stand behind Max, pressing his aroused cock against Max’s tight ass, hands reaching around to cup Max’s groin. Max groaned against Raven’s mouth, hips rubbing against Shimmer, amping them all up even more.
“You are ours, King Ferdinand Augustus Maxos III. The bond has been there since childhood. We are proud to serve our king.”
Shimmer’s lips rested against the nape of Max’s neck. Max turned his head, meeting that delectable mouth in a hungry kiss which had his cock so hard it threatened to pierce the thin fabric of his cotton shorts.
Shimmer’s mouth lifted, lips glistening wetly, eyes gleaming wickedly.
“Now we’re going to finish what was started all those years ago. I get dibs on fucking your mouth.”
Max groaned, hearing a tremor of lust surround him as the knaves all reacted to Shimmer’s declaration. He closed his eyes, licking his lips in anticipation of feeling Shimmer’s huge cock there.
Max found himself lifted, hands caressing his entire body as he was carried from the cockpit of the cruiser to more comfortable surroundings. He literally trembled with desire, his breath coming in pants and gasps. No inch of him was left untouched. His cock, balls, rosebud, nipples and everything in between. From the tips of his toes to the top of his head, he felt like a writhing mass of pulsating lust.
Somewhere along the way his shorts were ripped away. He nearly screamed as a hot, succulent mouth began nibbling the end of his leaking cock. Looking down his body, he looked into the glittering orangey gaze of Shimmer.
“Hmmm, delicious. Tastes like chocolate.” Shimmer slurped at the glistening mushroom-shaped head like he was licking an ice cream, orange gaze half-closed as he concentrated on the treat.
Max’s back arched, his body shaking as he felt his balls draw up before he let out a strangled gasp. His hips bucked once, twice, and then his cock was firing away like a cannon. Shimmer chuckled, mouth widening and accepting the flood of cum which now jetted violently. In the recesses of his mind, Max was vaguely aware of other lips nipping at his nipples, fingers probing his ass hole before the power of his orgasm had his mind shutting down. He blacked out.
Max returned to consciousness to feel tight, hot warmth sheathing his cock. Bucking his hips, a gasp escaped as the sensation continued, surrounding the throbbing eight-inch rod jutting from his groin.
Max’s eyes squinted open, mouth still gasping out the next breath as he viewed Jayde straddling his lower torso. Jayde grinned at him, leaning down for a kiss.
“Shim is feeling a little smug. He got the first load.”
Max was too busy to answer, his mouth fused to Jayde’s as the sleek dragon began to ride him, lifting up in a slow, sensuous glide before dropping down and impaling himself to the hilt. Lifting his mouth, Jayde sat up, back arching and closed his eyes in bliss. Rocking back and forth, his hips lifted and fell as he fucked himself. Max gave a low growl, shifting beneath the stud whose muscles rippled beautifully with each sensuous movement.
Something tapped his cheek and he reluctantly turned his gaze away from the Jayde show. His eyes widened as he viewed the thick slab of man meat seeking entrance to his mo
uth. His eyes lifted to Shimmer’s, his mouth opened wider, and he moaned lustily as Shimmer pushed his length deep inside Max’s greedy mouth.
“His Majesty isn’t quite filled up yet.” Shimmer began to move, fucking Max’s mouth with short, shallow thrusts. Max tried to focus on what was happening, but his brain wouldn’t function properly. He felt his legs lifted, then hooked over Jayde’s broad shoulders. Bending forward slightly, Jayde spread Max’s legs wide and lifted them slightly, still riding Max with slow, long strokes.
Fingers parted Max’s ass cheeks and he felt a cooling breeze against his pink rosebud, then the searing heat of a tongue probing at the ring of guarding muscles. His groan vibrated against the cock in his mouth. Shimmer began to thrust a little faster, his fingers in Max’s midnight blue hair holding Max in place.
“Indigo has been after this beautiful ass for years, my love. I told him he could fuck it first…then we’ll switch places.” Sol’s deep voice sounded near to Max’s ear, nearly drowned out as Max writhed beneath the sensual onslaught on his helpless body.
“Raven said he doesn’t mind waiting, and wants to see you wearing his cum all over your face. Ochre, too. By the time we’re done with you, you’ll know exactly how much we care for you.” Sol punctuated his words with light kisses along Max’s jaw, cheek, and chin. Moving down along Max’s neck, the trail of kisses stopped at a flat brown nipple. Sucking hard, Sol licked and sucked at the delicate morsel until it was pebble-hard and aching.
The tongue lapping at Max’s ass felt wonderful. Hot and moist, it felt sinfully good. A fist clutched his balls, squeezing gently before the tongue was replaced by the broad head of a large, dripping cock.
Tensing in anticipation, Max pushed out as the behemoth breached his tight channel. He felt incredibly full and whimpered as his tunnel stretched and stretched. The burn had him gasping in pain.
Panting around the cock still fucking his mouth, the burn eased and suddenly he felt the slap of Indigo’s balls against his butt. Indigo’s entire ten inches was buried deep. Pausing a moment to let Max adjust, soon Indigo began to move. Slowly at first, then with long, deep strokes. Soon Max found his rhythm. His hips thrust upwards, then back, meeting the driving thrusts of Indigo into his ass and the sinfully warm plunge of Jayde’s ass along the length of his aching cock. Shimmer continued thrusting at his mouth, before he came with a yelp. Hot semen splattered against the back of Max’s throat, and he swallowed greedily. Ochre took Shimmer’s place. Thrusting deep and hard, he was rougher than Shimmer had been. Max moaned in delight, loving the feel of two cocks now ramming into him hard and fast. He cried out, hips jerking, and came deep inside Jayde’s clenching channel.
With a groan of pleasure, Jayde came as well. His cock jetted hot spunk, splattering Max’s face and chest before he eased off Max’s prone form to let Raven take his turn. Unbelievably, Max was still hard. His cock speared Raven’s hot depths as Raven plunged down, his ass enclosing Max like a warm glove.
Indigo came unglued, thrusting one last time as his cock jettisoned cum deep inside Max. Each splatter of cum from the dragon knaves was heavenly, the smell of spunk in the air a heady aroma. Max’s eyes were closed, his back arching and his hips bucking upwards to meet Raven’s hot ass with each downward plunge.
All of a sudden, the thickest cock of them all pushed against his cum-filled ass. Raven came with a groan as Max came a second time, lashing Max’s face and chest with hot cum. Ochre gave a gasping cry as he shot his load inside Max’s mouth. Then, there was only one cock fucking him. The other knaves circled the bed, jacking off as they watched the final act. Sol.
Max opened his eyes, locking onto that deep violet gaze. His body was covered in spunk, the room reeking of man-sex. Sol impaled Max with one hard thrust. Gripping Max’s legs he hooked them over his shoulders, dragging Max to the edge of the bed. Spreading Max wide he began to move. Max cried out as each thrust drove that hard cock balls-deep inside him. Already slick with Indigo’s cum, Sol easily fucked the moist channel over and over. His eyes stayed on Max’s, watching the swirling emotions ripping through the man. He watched perfection—the sleek lines of Max’s leanly muscular frame, the bouncing off that eight-inch cock which moved with each driving stroke. The tight little nipples just begging to be suckled. Sol knew he couldn’t last. Watching each man come in and on Max had his balls already clenching before he sank deep inside that beautiful ass.
With a final, wrenching groan, Sol thrust deep. He whimpered as his cock began to erupt. Hot spunk lashed Max’s insides, on and on.
Max cried out again. He came for a third time, then felt the splatter of five more orgasms as the rest of the knaves jacked off until he was covered in more warm spunk. He licked his lips, trying to get more onto his tongue. His body writhed in frenzied bliss beneath Sol’s driving cock, delighting in the feel of his knaves’ seed all over him, Sol still jetting hot and hard inside him, coating his tunnel with gallons of cum. His own orgasm kept going, his eyes closed and back arched in ecstasy as he convulsed around Sol’s spurting cock, milking it of every last bit of seed.
“Fuuck!” And then he blacked out again.
Sol finally stopped coming, his entire body shaking from the force of his release, his body dripping with sweat. He stared down at the lax form of his mate, unable to stop the growl which escaped him as he inhaled the scent of sex which coated Max’s body in a mess of creamy cum.
Easing out of Max’s hot tunnel, he felt weak at the knees, his legs shaking as he tried to regain control.
He looked at the dragon knaves in turn. They looked as exhausted and sated as he did. He could already see the mating mark darkening on their flesh. Like tendrils of a young plant, the tattoo began at the groin, wrapping around cocks and balls before travelling upwards until eventually reaching over abs, chest, shoulders, and back. Now they were one.
“That was beautiful. He looks perfect wearing our seed.” Sol smiled down at Max’s inert face, moving to stroke the man’s cum-spattered face.
One by one the knaves placed a tender kiss on Max’s mouth before leaving to change clothing.
Stifling a moan of regret as his cock slid free of the moist heat, he studied Max’s face, his violet eyes soft with the love he felt for his warrior king.
Strength came in many forms. Not just physical. Max could have ignored the other knaves, could have selfishly decided to keep Sol to himself. The gods only knew that had happened before, with monarchs who felt themselves above the trivialities of ancient customs. Those kings had not lasted long.
The bond, now recreated and firmly cemented, would last forever. The link would manifest in many ways. The royal line’s continuation was just one. The beauty of siring a dragon knave was the shortish gestation period of only five months, followed by three eggs which would be laid…by Max.
Max’s mother, Lirea had been the vessel for his birth. This was not gender specific. Whoever was mated with their knaves bore the seed and carried the eggs in their womb. For males, an egg sac grew for that specific purpose and nurtured the offspring until they hatched. Max was the first male to carry the royal line for thousands of years.
After the mating ritual, it wouldn’t be long before the heir was pregnant with the next in line. Sol felt sadness. The new heirs would have no kingdom, at least not yet.
Sol began to gently cleanse Max’s cum-soaked body, feeling his cock twitch at the sight of his mate covered with spunk, marked forever by the mating tattoo. His heart clenched. Soon Max would bear the fruits of their mating. This first round of the mating ritual cemented their bond, allowing Max’s body to adjust, ready to receive its precious burden. Not only his butt, but also through his skin and mouth, so long as their seed made contact with Max in some way, this would be enough to make Max fertile as a turtle.
Once they were both clean, Sol cuddled Max closer, spooning against his smooth back. One arm wrapped around the smaller man, finger twining with Max’s. Finally, with a deep sated sigh, Sol closed his eye
s. Inhaling the sweet scent of his mate, he relaxed into sleep. When they awoke, exploration of a new territory would begin.
Chapter Three:
Scary New World
Max’s golden eyes were fixed on the biggest creature he’d ever seen. Bigger than the largest dragon knave, the thing slunk on its belly slowly, its immense body moving from side to side in an S-shaped glide. Legless, slimy, and from what he could determine, vegetarian, it moved with little sound as it appeared to graze on vegetation as it moved away from the group of stunned dragon warriors.
Bugs the size of small battle cruisers flitted about trees and bushes towering above them. Strange animalistic cries and roars and grunts reverberated in the vast glade, an oasis amid the gigantic wooden sentinels all around them. At five foot ten inches tall, Max rarely felt too small, but here…he was dwarfed by everything on the planet.
Even Sol seemed mesmerised by the planet’s inhabitants. His strong arm was wrapped around Max’s shoulders, the warmth of his larger body seeping into Max, soothing him.
A steel-hard cock rubbed teasingly along the crease of his ass and the soothing warmth amped into something a lot hotter. Tilting his head back, he met Sol’s soft lips with his own. A growl of pleasure left Sol as he explored the soft wet heat of Max’s luscious mouth, grinding his aching cock against the sleek globes of Max’s ass. A hand began to rub against his taut abs, lifting his loose cotton shirt. Opening dazed eyes, he saw Indigo’s wicked grin right before the sexy knave knelt before him and began lapping at his rippling abs with his tongue. Indigo’s hand cupped Max’s balls, then moved to pull his pants down to reveal a hard, dripping cock just ready for the wet heat of his knave’s mouth.
Max’s hips bucked violently and a deep groan of pleasure escaped him as Indigo’s lips brushed a teasing kiss to the wet tip of his cock before widening and swallowing the thick member to the hilt. Max fucked that sweet mouth with short, shallow thrusts until, with a gasping cry, he came quickly, spurting hot semen into Indigo’s greedy mouth.