Natural Beauty

by Meraki P. Lyhne

  “How did it make you feel?”

  “Weird. Happy, proud, overwhelmed…alone.”

  “Alone?” Seldon turned Daniel around in his arms to stare at him in surprise.

  “Just for a moment, I felt entirely alone. But I guess it was just perspective. All the way up there, seeing everything like on the throne.” Daniel smiled at Seldon. “But I know I’m not alone.”

  Seldon smiled and leaned in for a kiss, a boner pressing against Daniel. He was getting hungry, too.

  Daniel pulled back and looked at Seldon when a thought occurred to him—one that would push Daniel toward seeing sex as feeding and push him not solely to focus on his lovers as his main feeders. “So, since we’re at a party and should be pigging out on deliciousness and stuff, how about I refrain from trying to only feed on you and Caledon today?”

  Seldon studied Daniel while nodding in thought. He then nodded behind Daniel. “I’ve had my eyes on that ass for a while.” Seldon pointed, and Daniel had to agree that the waiter had a perky one.

  “Well, then see if he’s hungry.” Daniel kissed Seldon and slapped his ass playfully as he walked past.

  Seldon’s boner had brought the itch out on Daniel’s skin, and he needed to find someone to fuck, soon. He could empower a lot that day. He then remembered he had to empower Marcadon first. He found his Fountain by the playground where he stood with Levidon and Scott.

  Daniel took a stance next to Scott and stared at the many cubs and parents playing. Roardon, Susan, and Daniel’s sister, Dame Apdin, came to stand by him.

  “Is it the success you hoped,” Roardon asked, putting his hand on Daniel’s shoulder.

  “Yes, it is.” Daniel looked around the playground, and he saw Sire Todon pushing two swings at the same time. In between the pushing, he scratched at his neck once in a while. Daniel decided to feed on him. “Marca, when are you ready for dosing?”

  Marcadon smiled and reached to caress Levidon’s thigh. “When it fits your schedule, My King.”

  Levidon perked up.

  “Guard Lady, would you mind my Untouchable?”

  “Yes, My King.”

  “Guard Lord Levidon, Afdon, please take Marcadon to the tent. I’ll be right there.”

  “Yes, My King.”

  Wow, Daniel was going to have to get used to people saying that a lot. He just hoped Sire Todor wouldn’t respond like that when he went to ask him if he would join him in the tent.

  The green-eye smiled brilliantly when Daniel closed in on him. “My King, the cubs are ecstatic, and I’ve heard all the parents commend you that you focus on the children’s happiness after the upheaval in the old House.”

  “Hey, Kings need playgrounds too when it all turns sour,” Daniel said. Todon laughed and stepped aside to let another Cubus take over pushing the cub. “I came to ask you if you’re hungry.”

  “I am.” Todon unconsciously scratched at the itch.

  Daniel stepped close. Very close. “Do you want to feed on me?” Daniel whispered.

  Todon’s breath caught. “Oh, yes, My King.”

  Well, Daniel got the response he’d hoped not to get, but the groan that rolled off that yes put it in the category of hot. Daniel took his hand and pulled, and Todor grinned as he set off running with Daniel.

  They caught up with Marcadon, Levidon, and Afdon at the tent.

  “Dad’s in there,” Marcadon said.

  Daniel went inside and found Seldon fucking the waiter in long and measured strokes. The sounds he pushed from the waiter at every thrust went straight to Daniel’s dick, and he wanted to be fucked like that. “Oh, that’s hot.”

  “Very hot,” Todon said, nodding.

  Daniel stepped up to touch Todon, and then Daniel didn’t want to be fucked like that anymore—he wanted to do the fucking. The sound of Seldon closing in on his orgasm made Daniel’s stomach flutter, and he grabbed Todon’s ass and moved in for a deep and hungry kiss that seemed to take the green-eye completely by surprise. But the reaction was instantaneous, and Todor groaned as he pulled at his own clothes.

  Remembering that he wore a very nice and shiny suit, Daniel stepped back and tried to slow down. Losing a button was not something he wanted to do that day.

  “My King.”

  Daniel looked up, finding Afdon holding out his hands to take the jacket.

  “May I protect your crown while you feed?”

  “I thought you were going to help Levidon. Or Marcadon, depending on the situation.”

  Afdon chuckled. “I shall pass this onto your lover before I aide his son.”

  “Good plan.” Daniel shrugged out of his pants, but halfway there, Todon was out of his clothes, and he fell to his knees in front of Daniel and sucked his cock down his throat. Daniel almost lost his balance, blindsided by the sudden pleasure, and he stopped trying to do anything and just enjoyed the warmth and pressure.

  Seldon reached his peak, and too many hands for them to be Todon’s fumbled at Daniel. Apparently, the goal was still to undress Daniel, but he was busy enjoying Todon’s skillful mouth.

  And finally, he was naked and free. He pulled out from Todon and pushed him over, grinning. Todon’s eyes were dark, and a beautiful straight cock oozed pre-cum at Daniel. He was going to taste that beautiful cock, and he might even have said that out loud.

  “Please dose me first.”

  Daniel yelped when someone picked him up, and he lost contact with the ground. It was Marcadon, he realized. Todon laughed and scurried to the pillow area. Oh, that ass, he was going to take such sweet care of it.

  His focus changed to the fat cock pressed against his ass, and he moaned loudly. Hunger had taken complete control of his brain, and as a Royal, his needs changed to the one he touched.

  “Oh, I’ve seen this before,” Levidon said. “Marca, get on the pillows and hand me our very hungry young King.”

  Daniel was handed over, and he wrapped his legs around Levidon’s waist. “I’ve only ever fed from you once. On the run. One day, I want to see what you can do with that big cock and my ass if you have plenty of time.”

  “Oh, as you wish,” Levidon purred and tipped over. But only Daniel fell and landed in a stack of pillows. “But I need to take care of Marca now.”

  Daniel straddled Marcadon, and the blue spots darkened in his eyes before the red did. It looked freaky, but darkening eyes focused on Daniel had serious effect at that moment. Daniel moved in for a kiss and forced his tongue in. They wrestled for a moment before Daniel released the first dose.

  Marcadon jerked under him and groaned, and strong fingers dug into Daniel’s ass. Daniel released another dose, then another. He could usually release four before his tongue began feeling tight, but he managed five before Marcadon pulled back and screamed in desperation.

  Again, someone lifted Daniel. Afdon dumped him on the pillows next to Todon, who was staring agape at Marcadon.

  “How many doses did you just give him?”

  “Five.”

  Todon looked at Daniel. “That’s kinda cruel.”

  “Yeah, but necessary.” Daniel ran his hand up Todon’s thigh and up his chest, his focus zeroing in on the green-eye’s lust and hunger instead of Marcadon’s and Levidon’s.

  Back on track, Daniel had a cock to suck. He leaned in for a kiss, not thinking about the dose in his mouth. Todon groaned, and a shiver tore through his body. He wrapped his arms around Daniel and pulled him back to lie on top, and they thrust against each other as the kiss deepened and the pleasure slowly rose.

  Todon was a slow feeder, and Daniel relished in the unhurried travel of energy. Next to them, it was a hard, fast, and sweaty sandwich.

  “How strong is my dose?” Daniel asked.

  “Just above my own, My King. Nice tingle.” A shiver coursed through Todon. Daniel kissed his way down his body and settled between his legs to suck, nip, and lick in the same unhurried tempo as before. The first orgasm rolled through the three to the side, and Daniel marveled at the difference
s.

  Something hard landed by his elbow, and glancing at it he found a tube of lube. Looking up, he found Todon smiling at him with a hopeful expression. Daniel lubed up a finger and gently pushed in. The leisurely pace rose from need, and Daniel groaned around the cock in his mouth when his own bobbed in excitement about soon being in the tight warmth surrounding his finger. He pushed another finger in, and Todon fisted a pillow and Daniel’s hair, moaning and thrusting gently. With all the wax Daniel had in his hair, he was going to sport an epic fuck-due after feeding.

  Once a third finger slipped somewhat easily in and out of Todon’s ass, Daniel climbed up and positioned himself. Todon pulled his legs back, opening himself up. Coupled with the blissful expression and soft moan, almost drowned out by Marcadon’s growling for more cock, Daniel’s entire body shivered with need as he pushed inside.

  Pleasure closed around his brain, and his world reduced to the man he was with. Even the hard-fucking trio to his side got lost in the sensation of energy traveling his skin, the soft skin rubbing against his own, the tight heat that enveloped him, and the sweet sounds and gasps he coaxed from the green-eye every time he pushed in slowly to bottom out. He finished with a little rotation to the hips like he remembered felt so good when Scott did it. Todon was a fan, too, judging by the pitch in voice and the rapid pooling of energy.

  Daniel released a dose through his cock, and Todor’s sweet gasps rolled into a loud and desperate groan. The Sire clutched Daniel closer, pulled his legs back further, and latched onto an earlobe. Sensory heaven followed, and Daniel followed everything that felt good and everything that would cause the energy to pool at his spine.

  “Oh, sweet, sweet fuck,” Daniel gasped and propped himself up on an arm so he could watch the man he was fucking. He loved the sight of muscles trembling, the sex-face, which in the Sire’s case was blissful and dreamy, and the smell of cum and dose. Of course, in a feeding tent, he couldn’t enjoy only his own and his feeding partner’s scents.

  Daniel reached down to slowly stroke and fondle Todon, and the green-eye’s abs quivered, and his ass tightened around Daniel. Todon’s orgasm closed in by the feel of it.

  Todon grabbed Daniel’s shoulders tightly, then shot a green dose from his dick and coughed on another. A strangled cry escaped Todon, and his orgasm followed.

  Daniel frigging loved when that happened, and a full body-shudder took over. Everything in Daniel’s spine rushed to his ass, and a powerful orgasm barreled through him.

  Only the sound of heavy breathing drowned out the following silence. Even the sandwich was down to panting. The scent of doses and cum lay heavily in the air, and Daniel drew a deep and content sigh, not willing to move a muscle.

  Todon caressed Daniel’s back in long and gentle strokes. “Oh, wow.”

  “Yeah. I’m looking forward to my dose being stronger.”

  Todon chuckled. “Why? I certainly felt this one.”

  Daniel propped himself up, smiling at the tousled look on the otherwise proper looking teacher. “Because when I’m stronger, I’ll be empowering you again. Thoroughly. And I look forward to taking you to bed again.”

  A plethora of emotions raced across the teacher’s handsome features, the most discernable ones being excitement, gratitude, and something that left a deep blush. Not willing to risk dosing himself on the dose Todon had just lost orally, Daniel leaned in and pressed a lingering kiss to Todon’s cheek.

  “Thank you,” Todon whispered.

  The moment was ruined when someone slapped Daniel’s ass hard enough to leave a sting.

  “No!” Daniel exclaimed and half-turned to find Marcadon grinning at him.

  “We’re hogging the pillows, and there’s a line.”

  Daniel looked up, finding Cubi and shadows on the tent fabric of the ones standing outside the tent.

  “There are more pillows.” Daniel pointed around the fairly big but vacant tent.

  “People wait for you to finish, My King,” Levidon said, pulling on his sexy guard outfit.

  “Oh, darn, I hate being rushed after awesomeness.” Daniel winked at Todon and peeled himself off the sticky body. They were a mess, and Daniel didn’t see himself getting into clothes anytime soon. Guard Lord Afdon apparently agreed and put the heavy gold chain around Daniel’s neck and nothing else.

  Chapter Twenty

  Alex sat outside the room where doctors were working on Kaydon. Sire Jaydon was in there with them, and feeders had arrived along with Jeff to tend to the three purple-eyes in a room across from him. He could hear the moaning and screeching from the furniture suffering the onslaught of being fucked on. So could others, but an orderly stood outside with a well-practiced poker face to steer people away—even a doctor who’d groused about those sounds being unfit for a hospital.

  Alex had chuckled to himself thinking how ignorant it sounded. That was pure medicine being distributed in there. But Kaydon wasn’t ready for that kind of medicine—they’d managed to pry the leather from his body and had moved onto picking burned fabric from his wounds. At least that’s the last update Jaydon had given through the door.

  Alex had been stationed outside and kept in the loop so that he could inform the Cubi coming by to ask. More and more eye-colors showed up, and Gordon stalked to Alex and sat next to him. He looked almost stoic and didn’t ask about Kaydon.

  “You okay?” Alex asked.

  Gordon looked at him and smiled. “I figured the question stupid since I’ve seen how you two look at each other, so I’m just sitting here if you should need anything from me. I feel better if I can at least be useful to a friend.”

  Alex choked up when he realized that he was actually the one in need of comfort. “He’s going to be okay,” Alex said, nodding. The look on Gordon’s face broke Alex’s last resolve, and he let himself be held and cry because he wasn’t really that sure about his statement. Kaydon had said he was vulnerable to fire as a red-eye because he’d take so long to heal, yet Alex clung onto the part that he’d at least heal.

  “I heard from the Lady what he did,” Gordon said. “He’s a really brave guy.”

  That was more information than Alex had, so he sat back to look at his red-eyed friend. But a commotion at reception claimed his attention, so he got up and headed that way.

  “There is no more room for your kind here!” the nurse said.

  “Be quiet!”

  Alex recognized the King Kaydon had pointed out. He stood tall and looked down the hallway. He then clapped twice and held his arm in the air. The purple-eyes around him did the same, and the feel of the hallway changed while Gordon appeared next to Alex and pulled him to stand flush against the wall. Everybody turned to face Nol-Elakdon.

  “I am Nol-Elakdon, sent by Nol-Beaudon. We’re all concerned, but we need to give the humans space to work. All those feeding the injured may stay, human or Cubi. Everyone else, please retreat to visitor areas. My Guard Lords and Ladies will stay visible and updated. You may go to them or wait until I, or they, come to you with updates. Everybody not in immediate relation to the injured, please gather the belongings of the ones staying here. Your King is preparing for everybody’s arrival. Please assist each other.”

  Three beats of silence followed before everybody answered in a resounding “Yes, Nol.”

  “I’ll gather what I can find of your and Kaydon’s stuff,” Gordon said, making ready to leave.

  “No, no, you get your own, I’ll get Kaydon’s,” Alex said.

  “You? You have to stay here with him.”

  “I can’t feed him. Not like that, not now.”

  “Alex, you’re his lover.”

  “But not family. You heard the King.”

  “Immediate relation means lovers, too. Stay.”

  “My King!”

  Alex jumped at the booming voice of the purple-eye staring at him. The King came to them, and Gordon bowed deeply. Being a breeder, Alex chose to kneel.

  “Thank you, both of you.”

  Alex
and Gordon stood.

  The purple-eye pointed at Alex. “It sounds like this one knows Kaydon.”

  “This is Kaydon’s lover, Nol,” Gordon said.

  “Then stay with us, human,” The King said before he looked at Gordon.

  “I will tend to Kaydon and Alex’s belongings, Nol.”

  The King smiled, but he looked worried. “Thank you.”

  “What do you need?” Gordon asked Alex.

  “I don’t have anything but Sire—Lord Seldon’s collar that I really want. Focus on all of Kaydon’s. His has affectional value.”

  Gordon stormed off, and Alex glanced at the King.

  “Do you have information about Kaydon’s condition?” Nol-Elakdon asked.

  “Yes. They’re removing burned material from his body.”

  Pain crossed Elakdon’s beautiful feature. “He’s burned?”

  “A Molotov cocktail. I didn’t see what happened…I was assisting Sire Jaydon. He’s inside now.”

  “Doctor Reidon, have a human here show you where to wash up and assist the humans in saving my friend.” The King looked directly at the human nurse who’d snapped at him, and she’d apparently figured out that cooperating with the King was for the best. She showed the blue-eyed doctor down the hall, and Alex felt a bit weird about standing in front of a King. He’d felt weird about finding out Daniel was a King, too, and how to act around him.

  “Who knows what happened?” the purple-eye asked.

  “There are three Lords and Ladies in there, feeding. They’re burned, too, but not as bad. They were with him. All I know is that he took a leg off the guy who threw the Molotov, and he was on fire when he hunted him down to do it.” Alex still felt queasy whenever that recounting put images in his head of a burning man with a broadsword hunting a human down the street. It was probably a lot worse in his imagination.

  “That’s my Kaydon,” the King said, looking proud. “Brave and eager for Valhalla.”

  Alex smiled. Kaydon always had a look of pride and affection on his face when he spoke about the King, and Alex was so happy to see that mirrored in the King’s face when Kaydon was the topic. No wonder Kaydon was so fond of him.