by Rachel Angel
Nodding, she took his hand and they headed out.
They left the dorm and crossed the campus. It was a lovely evening and Ally looked forward to the glamour of a gala. They passed in front of the Dragon’s Den, rounded the corner and entered a huge hall where the gala was being held. It was, by far, the most luxurious room Ally had ever seen. Diamonds and rubies and emeralds and sapphires dripped from the ceiling, hanging in suspension by invisible threads. They sparkled brighter than the brightest star. Tables were set with fine linen embroidered with the colors of each kingdom, beautiful gold trimmed china, polished silver encrusted with gems and sparkling crystal.
The room oozed elegance and refinement.
“You like it?” Jasper said.
“Like it doesn’t begin to describe it. It’s spectacular. How ever did you manage all those twinkling stars?”
“Ah,” he said with a teasing smile. “It’s a secret I will take to my grave.”
Near the head table stood Flint, Tar and Razor.
“Don’t they look dapper?” Ally said.
Jasper huffed. “If you like that sort of style.”
Razor’s deep red suit was trimmed with black satin and the lapel lined with rubies. His hair was pulled off his face, giving him a stern, mature look that was very appealing. Next to him stood Flint, sexy and aloof in silk of silver.
“You boys all look so handsome and dapper,” she said when they met up with them.
Flint, Tar and Razor simply stared at her, their jaws slack.
“Get a grip, guys,” Jasper teased.
“The gown is even more stunning on you than I would have imagined,” Razor said. “When the guys described the gown you’d be wearing… it… it just. Wow. You look stunning, Ally.”
Ally made an awkward curtsy. “Why, thank you, Razor.” She looked around and gestured to the grandeur of the hall. “And you guys did a great job designing the décor of this hall. It’s gorgeous. All the gems sparkling like…” She giggled. “Well, like gems.”
“Dragons do love their shiny things,” Tar said.
“Especially gold and silver,” Razor added. “Fortunately Flint’s Metal Kingdom has an abundance of both. As you can imagine, the rubies come from Rose Cliff and the Emeralds from Emerald.”
“And what about the diamonds?” Ally looked to the ceiling and spotted dozens of large diamonds.
“Those are from Tar’s kingdom, the Dark Forests.”
Headmaster Jerrod took to the small platform set up for the occasion. “Ladies and gentleman, please take your seats.
The royal parents took their places at the tables set up in front of the platform while the students and their parents took up the rest of the tables.
“And if I may have your attention,” he added as he waved Ally and the princes to join him up on stage.
Jasper lead the way and once on the stage with Headmaster Jerrod, positioned Ally in the middle of the four princes.
“Allow me to present you with our guests of honor,” Headmaster Jerrod called out with pride. “The bright future of Wyvern!”
Ally followed their lead as the guys all bowed at the applause.
“Razor,” Headmaster Jerrod said after the applause died down.
Razor stepped forward.
“Defending the teams honor by blocking over fourteen attempts at a goal. You stopped them single handedly. You played remarkably well.”
The audience applauded as he bowed once more and returned to the others.
“Flint,” Headmaster went on as Flint stepped forward, “who charged the opposing team, constantly keeping them on their toes, constantly keeping them guessing. The team could not have done it without you. And Tar.”
Tar took Flint’s place upstage.
“Tar scored four of the six goals, three of them assisted by Jasper and one miraculous goal all on his own.
“And Jasper, who assisted with those goal and also scored two goals on his own.”
After the final applause the hall was silent, and Ally wondered what he would have to say about her. After all, aside from riding with each dragon, she’d done little to aid the team.
“And finally, Ally.”
A little shaky and uncertain, she stepped forward.
“Our shiny new star, who propelled the team forward, and led them to victory.”
Smiling, she nodded her appreciation of Headmaster Jerrod’s vague but flattering words as the crowd applauded her with vigor and enthusiasm.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is Wyvern’s team. These are our champions.”
Chapter 3
The applause died down and Headmaster Jerrod cleared his throat. “As some of you may know, the Princes are the Academy’s top students. They are our leaders. They’ve been the pride of Wyvern Academy, these future kings who will one day rule their respective kingdoms. But, as third years, they will soon be leaving us.
“Among them,” he went on, “a charming young woman who became the envy of all young Wyvern ladies. She was lucky enough to be chosen to study side by side with the princes, the most eligible bachelors in all of Wyvern. She trained with them and worked hard.” He looked over the crowd as he gripped the pulpit. “But she has proven to be more than just a pretty face, more than just a lucky girl among our elite. Yes, she has proven herself as a true warrior, an innovator and a smart strategist.”
He let the crowd applaud, then, “And now, Queen Jade has a few things to add.”
With all the regal poise expected of a queen, she slowly walked up to the platform and stood beside the pulpit.
Ally admired the beautiful rich green gown with its full skirt, high collar and long narrow sleeves. She was immaculate, and Ally understood why the queen refused to hide behind the pulpit.
“Good evening, all. Some of you may be aware of the troubles we anticipate at The Borders. For weeks now, we’ve watched as unwanted creatures have made their way closer, and while they’ve not yet made any threatening moves, we do not trust them. We know their ultimate goal is to have all of Wyvern; to destroy us.”
The crowd mumbled and muttered their knowledge of the events or lack thereof.
“I stand here today, to announce…” She stopped and looked over the crowd, giving them time to prepare for the coming announcement. “Ally, our first female warrior, and the four princes, Tar, Flint, Razor and Jasper, will be the first to go to The Borders.”
Ally frowned at the announcement.
Queen Jade looked to her and the four men surrounding her.
“As the future leaders of Wyvern, they all need to step up and fight that first battle.”
The four princes nodded their understanding, while Ally remained immobile.
“I’ve fought these creatures in the past,” the queen went on. “I know what they are capable of. They care not if they take a human, a dragon, or anything else that can serve their needs. They are vicious, fast, unpredictable and strong. Training to fight them, to kill them, to exterminate them, must be taken seriously.”
Again, the four princes nodded.
Queen Jade turned to them once more, a gentle smile on her otherwise uncharacteristically stiff expression. “You’ve only a few days of peace and tranquility to enjoy, my young warriors. Take those moments and do what you love, be with whom you love and cherish those moments, because, gentlemen, and my dear Ally, Wyvern shall be facing war soon.”
Still stunned, Ally looked to her teammates who seemed proud by the announcement and eager to head to the battlefield.
With a wave, Queen Jade saluted them. “Have fun tonight, guys.”
Flint leaned in close to Ally’s ear and huskily whispered, “I know what I’d like to do to fully enjoy these last moments of peace and tranquility.”
Ally looked up at him and smiled.
“Want to join me?” he added, his sexuality oozing out of every syllable of every word.
“Maybe,” she said with a teasing grin.
Queen Jade turned to the crowd. “For tonigh
The orchestra began playing a soft melodic tune as everyone settled in for a massive meal of everything from roast duck to braised sides of beef; from beets, yams and turnips to quail eggs, escargots and squid. All was enhanced with the finest wines of the kingdom. It was a feast to end all feasts. Glorious colors, masterful dishes and flavors that left everyone wanting more.
After the meal, bloated and a little drunk, many of the parents sat around discussing the future of their sons as well as the prospects of war, while the young students rose to burn off excess energy by dancing to the music that was now lively and upbeat.
Ally gleefully accepted to dance with anyone who asked. Of course, Tar, Razor and Jasper were the first, but other students, many of whom had shunned her before now came forward.
Many apologized and all admitted to fully accepting her now. She was one of them. She was a warrior.
“If I was mean to you,” one student said, “it was only because I was so attracted to you, and knew I couldn’t have you. You were too pretty for me and always surrounded by the princes.”
She smiled at him and patted his shoulder in understanding. “The important thing is that we get along now.”
He nodded and shuffled off.
She headed off to see Queen Jade.
“I would just like to thank you for putting your trust in me, Queen Jade.”
The queen smiled and patted the seat beside her. “I noticed your lack of enthusiasm at my announcement. I think you lack that important trust in yourself. I know what you are capable of, Ally. Trust me. You will do just fine.”
Ally offered her a wan smile and wondered what the regal queen saw in her. Her gaze then travelled over the crowd, the tired and yawning parents, the young men who danced with energy their youth provided and her Cruel Princes, Tar, Razor and Jasper.
Then she spotted him; Flint, alone in a corner, his eyes on her, and she realized, she’d not danced with him. In fact, she hadn’t seen him since leaving the stage.
But now, his gaze pierced through her, hypnotizing her. Beckoning her.
Chapter 4
“Thank you once again, Queen Jade,” Ally said as she got up. “Will you excuse me?”
“Certainly, dear.”
Ally walked through the crowd, nodding and smiling at the students as she passed, though not really seeing them or hearing them. She crossed the breadth of the room.
She lost sight of Flint among the tall students who blocked her view, but then she saw him, still standing, stoic and hard, his gaze uncompromising.
Ally swallowed. Nerves? Fear? Excitement? She wasn’t sure what he made her feel, just that he made her feel so intensely.
She came to stand before him, be he said not a word, but turned to leave the grand hall. Following him out, she wondered, had she misread him? Did he intend for her to follow?
He entered a darkened dorm and stopped at the last door, opened it and let her in. The dark room was lit with a single candle by the bed.
Again, she swallowed. It was not a candle of romance; it wasn’t a room meant to woo her. It was simply a room to be alone.
Flint came up behind her and ran a finger down her spine. He then grabbed both sides of her dress, just over her ass, and tore the garment in two, opening the backside of the gown as the fabric came forward to flow freely from the choke collar, over her breasts and down her belly.
Breathless she waited for his next move, barely glancing over her shoulder. There was something so infinitely dangerous about him, the aura around him, his hard silence, his hard eyes. His eyes took in her back, her ass, her thighs, and he licked his lips, as if searching where to bite in first.
He reached a massive arm around her, and she thought he’d grab her breasts. Instead, he took a firm grip of the dress that now flowed in front of her, pulled the entirety of the dress over her shoulder so that the tiny bejeweled buttons of her choker collar were now in front.
Choke collar, she thought, as Flint gave the dress a light tug. He was using her elegant gown as a leash. The slight tension at her neck was strange. Stranger still was the sense of arousal that accompanied the sensation.
He pulled harder, forcing her to follow his lead as he walked further into the room. “Get on the floor,” he said in a tone that left no room for questions.
But the question was there, and she couldn’t help but look at him. Stunned by the uncompromising look in his eyes, a look that commanded control, she lowered herself to the floor and knelt.
“On all fours,” he said, putting his foot to her back and forcing her forward. He let go of the gown, and let it flow over her back, between her legs.
Ally glanced back to see him slowly and methodically ridding himself of his clothes. He was so big, so massive. She suddenly felt so tiny. And when he removed his briefs, she gasped.
Oh, my God, she thought. Oh, my freakin’ God. He’ll tear me in two. How can he…?
Once nude, he took the gown in his grip again, and guided her to the bed. He pulled up, leading her to climb, still on all fours, onto the bed.
Her backside up in the air and in his face, she stayed motionless, waiting. With little tact and anything but a delicate touch, Flint poked her, ramming his huge finger deep inside her.
She let out a surprised cry. No prep, no kiss, no caress. Just straight for it.
His finger worked her, poking, stroking, twisting and turning. He worked magic on her, bringing new sensations, touching parts of her she never even knew existed, never knew could be so pleasurable.
While his finger continued to work her, he tugged on the gown, cutting off a little air, and the danger of being with him heightened.
Breathing was difficult, but every breath was sweet and delicious, more delicious for being so difficult to come by. The finger that worked her was joined by the other fingers, and while that one finger stroked her inside, the others worked in tandem, stroking every part of her moistened lips, especially that tiny, sensitive nub.
It didn’t take long. She was already there, shaking and rising to that crest of exaltation.
“Oh, shit,” she cried out as her orgasm came with surprising intensity, while her air supply was diminished a little more.
With her orgasm still pounding out a delicious rhythm, Flint grabbed her hips in both hands, and with the same lack of delicate motions, he replaced his large finger, with his massive, rock hard cock.
He pounded into her with more intensity than she could have imagined, his grip of her hips, ensuring she met him with every thrust.
Breathless, he released her hips and tugged on the gown, forcing her to rise to her knees and leaned back into his chest.
Grabbing her breasts in his massive hands, he kneaded them greedily, then pinched her nipples so tight. She groaned and grunted, suddenly feeling like a wild and wanton animal. Her body instinctively reacted to his every touch.
But just as suddenly as he’d slammed his cock inside her, he suddenly backed away and pushed her to the bed. She hit the mattress with surprising force, momentarily lost in the pillows.
She turned over to face him.
“Turn over,” he demanded.
“No,” she said, suddenly eager to take some control back.
“I said, turn over.” He grabbed her and threw her onto her belly.
Kicking out from under him, she turned onto her back once more.
“You bitch. I’m in control. Turn the fuck over.” His eyes were so fierce, so menacing.
“Then take control,” she challenged as she grew increasingly brave in front of his hard stance.
Though his eyes remained hard, and his jaw was suddenly tense, a hint of a grin touched his lips just before he sneered.
He enjoyed her fighting back, she realized. She grabbed the length of her gown and quickly wrapped it around his neck.
Now you’re on a leash, too, she thought. She pulled him to her, and while he could have easily torn away from her hold, he humored her and let her take a semblance of control.
She brought him in close, close enough to feel his breath, close enough to see his eyes, really see them. They remained hard and filled with danger, but a light shined in them, deep inside them.
Pulling him closer still, their noses brushed against one another and their breaths mingled together.
“What do you want to do now, little girl?” he said.
What she wanted was to kiss him. She wanted the whole of him to make love to her, but there was something so tantalizing about the idea of just a straight up fuck. No niceties, no romance. Just animal.
“Fuck me,” she commanded, her eyes hardened to match his.
His breathing was suddenly hard, like a bull preparing to charge. He pinned her to the bed, kneed her legs apart and fucked her with the rage of a beast.
He roared and grunted, and just when Ally thought he was about to reach his climax, he pulled out, grabbed her off the bed, spun her around and pushed her to the wall.
Stooping slightly, he rammed his stiff cock inside her and pumped her hard, every push of his cock harder, deeper.
And finally, the final roar.
Chapter 5
Sitting at the card table in the Dragon’s Den, Ally reflected of the recent changes in her life.
The atmosphere of the entire Wyvern campus had changed overnight and Ally finally felt that she could breathe freely. As she walked to her classes every day, she was assailed with hellos and how are you and lovely to see you.
Still accustomed to their hostilities, she remained suspicious for a long while, reserved with her responses and constantly expecting a tomato to follow the polite ‘hello’.
But she finally understood that the veil of disgust and disdain had been lifted. She was now free to roam the campus without fear of any student.
In her classes she was addressed with respect, and was asked to join groups on projects and was even offered the tutoring services of one brilliant student in math class.
And at the cafeteria she no longer sat alone. She sat at the table with her princes where they laughed, told stories about this professor or that and shared their hopes for the future.
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