The Servant Crown: Ice Dragon Tales, #3

by Hurri Cosmo

  Diagus chuckled. “Yes. But not in the way you’re thinking. Not anymore.”

  “Because…you met me?” Tama cringed with how pathetically hopeful that sounded.

  “Yes. And no.” Diagus tossed the rest of his drink into his mouth, set the mug on the mantel, and came to sit beside Tama. “Certainly, meeting you, having these intense feelings for you, have defined my feelings for Joron even more. But truthfully, my feelings for my brother are now just that, brotherly. And, now that I am being honest with myself, they have been for a long time.”

  “A long time?”

  Diagus nodded. “In fact, I am quite excited for the two of you to meet. Didn’t you tell Stomund that you wanted at one time to become a healer?”

  “A healer? Me? I…I had thought…yes. I had wanted to do that. But there was always just so much work to do. I never had time. I did try, however, to maintain what I had learned from my mother.”

  “Yes. Your father wouldn’t allow it.”

  “No. He wouldn’t allow me anything.”

  “Well, that’s over now. He is no longer going to get in your way.”

  “What are you saying?”

  “My brother, Joron, has built a facility of learning and care, where people come together to share their knowledge and help people in need. It’s in Claymoor Doom and has been underway for a couple of years now. I haven’t seen it, but I have heard stories and understand it is a huge success.”

  “A place where people practice healing rituals?”

  “Yes. But, understand, there is no black magic. Not even white magic. This is all based on the principles of physical well-being.”

  “Yes! Just like my mother always maintained.” Tama’s heart beat just a bit faster. He could learn so much if he could only get there. But his smile disappeared as he thought about the fact it was all the way in Claymoor Doom. “How wonderful for him. I’m jealous of that now, too. He is a lucky man.”

  “Hear me out, there’s more. Joron’s big dream is to build a version of that facility in every kingdom. And then in every major village. As you might imagine, he will need help.”

  Tama sat digesting that information. Joron, Diagus’s love from the past, a man it sounded like the king was exceptionally proud of, and he needed help with his dream? Was Diagus suggesting that Tama lend a hand?

  “What’s rattling around in that head of yours?”

  “I…I would like to help…?”

  “Good. We’ll see how it goes when the two of you meet. I am sure my little brother could learn a thing or two from you. I can’t wait to show you off.”

  “Show me off?”

  “Oh yes. You are so perfect in every way. Of course, I plan on showing you off. But for right now, I think I’ll keep you to myself.”

  Tama looked down at his weak drink, feeling for all the world it must have had alcohol in it after all, because his head was spinning. “So, you’re no longer in love with Joron?” he whispered.

  Diagus knelt and canted his head to smile up into Tama’s face, which felt like it was heating up. It was so hard exposing himself like this, even to this man. “No. I am not.”

  Tama smiled and lifted his head. “Joron’s happily married?”

  “Deliriously.” Diagus’s face came close. His lips hovering over his own.

  “And no one else knows about these things you’ve just told me?” Tama whispered.

  “Just us.” Diagus breathed, his breath washing over Tama’s face. “King Aric, Joron, me…and now you.”

  “Oh. You’re putting a lot of trust in me with such secrets.” He felt special, loved, and needed.

  “Not really. No one would ever believe you even if you did tell anyone.”

  Tama gasped, pulling back from Diagus. But then he was gazing into Diagus’s sparkling eyes. Which turned into Diagus laughing. Loud and hard. “You should see you, my sweet, with your wide eyes. But I was just teasing you. Of course, I trust you. You are my angel and I know you would never hurt me.”

  Tama touched Diagus’s face. Oh, how he had fallen for this man. “No. I never would.”

  “In fact, I think all you would ever want is to make me happy.”

  “Oh yes. True words, indeed.” Tama cupped Diagus’s cheek.

  “Then perhaps this hand should move here,” Diagus whispered as he gently slid Tama’s hand all the way down to his private area and pushed. “Because that would definitely make me happy.”

  Any other words Tama might have had were caught in his throat as his hand took on a mind of its own and wrapped around the bulge he felt. Diagus closed his eyes and opened his mouth, moaning. Then Tama did it again.

  “Oh, fuck, Tama. Your hand…”

  Tama rubbed the bulge, daring to look down at it, wanting to rip the fabric that separated him from it. His fingers traveled up to the top of the trousers the king wore and sought to find their way inside. The heat was building. When he finally had hold of Diagus’s naked hot flesh, he couldn’t help but moan himself.

  “My king! I need…may I see…?”

  Diagus stood and undid his pants, letting them slide to the floor. But he didn’t sit again. Instead he stood and let his manhood stick out from his body—hard, thick, red. Tama admired Diagus’s beautiful face, his closed eyes, and panting mouth, but then returned his attention to the hot cock in front of his own face as Diagus stroked himself. Starting at the base, moving to the tip, rubbing the thick precum around with his fingers. Then he repeated the lustful act.

  Tama gently pushed Diagus back, never taking his attention off that cock, even bigger now, thicker, and knelt on the floor in front of him. When Diagus’s hand returned to the base of his cock, Tama took the tip in his mouth. Diagus roared and thrust his hips forward, shoving more of himself inside.

  “Oh God, Tama, yes! Your mouth is so wet…”

  His taste was exquisite. Musky, sexy, salty. Like nothing he had ever experienced. The bulk in his mouth, nearly all the way to his throat, made him want to cry out his happiness. He suckled and slurped, using his tongue to swirl around the tip as Diagus pulled gently out. Then Diagus wrapped the fingers of one of hands around both of Tama’s wrists, holding them up and over his head. He threaded the fingers of his other hand through the hair at the nape of Tama’s neck.

  Slowly, Diagus moved his hips. His hot staff slid in and out of Tama’s mouth, and Tama could do nothing but chase it with his tongue, being held firmly in place. But he met every thrust with total abandon, taking the onslaught, as Diagus pumped his organ mercilessly.

  Suddenly Diagus pulled out and away, panting and moaning.

  Tama looked up at him, wondering if he had done something wrong.

  “Up, my pet. Off your knees.”

  Tama immediately obeyed.

  “Strip those clothes off. Now. Hurry.”

  Tama could see it was a strain for Diagus to talk. He marveled at that magnificent cock, still shiny and wet from Tama’s saliva. So damn big! Diagus held it firmly at the base, and all Tama could think was that he wanted desperately to make the man come. But he focused on his king’s command. He had no idea what Diagus planned on doing, but taking his clothes off sounded like one of the best plans he had ever heard. He quickly complied.

  “Take all those pillows and blankets off the couch and place them on the floor. Then lay down on top of them.”

  Once again, Tama moved rapidly to follow his king’s commands. He grabbed the cushions and covers and threw them to the floor, then bending over at the waist, he started to spread them out evenly, but he didn’t get very far. Suddenly, he was grabbed from behind, thrown to the pile, and pinned down firmly on top of the mound of fabric and fluff.

  “You temp the very devil in me, my angel,” Diagus growled in Tama’s ear.

  Diagus reached around and grabbed hold of Tama’s hard manhood and squeezed. Tama cried out, as if lightning shot through his very being. And when Diagus rubbed his cock with his rough hands, Tama knew orgasm was far too close. But he kept at
it, bringing Tama right to the brink. Then, as if Diagus knew, he stopped and flipped Tama over. He stood then, shedding his shirt.

  “Stay right there…” Diagus looked over Tama slowly, seemingly savoring every inch of him. When his gaze finally made it back to Tama’s, he licked his lips. “Just like that. Don’t move.”

  He turned after he dropped his shirt to the floor and walked back to a cabinet in the room. He reached in, took out a blue bottle, and returned to Tama.

  Kneeling over Tama, he asked, “Have you ever done this before?”

  Made love? Had sex? “No…never.”

  Diagus, who had been opening the bottle, stopped to look at him. “Never?”

  Tama shook his head.

  “Well, then. I guess this particular time we will do it a little different from what I was planning.”

  “What do you mean?”

  Diagus made a show of pouring a thick liquid into his hands, some of the cool fluid dropping onto Tama’s stomach. Oil? Diagus first rubbed his hands together, then reached down and handled Tama’s hard cock, the viscosity of the liquid sending Tama’s senses soaring.

  “Oh! My King! That feels…that feels…”

  “It feels like heaven?”

  “Oh yes, like heaven.”

  Diagus turned his body so Tama got a close view of his amazing naked ass. Tama remembered how much he had wanted to touch that round flesh back in the wood near Gray Valley when the king was just lying there in all his magnificence. Of course, he hadn’t touched him. It would have been wrong. But now, the king seemed to be offering for him to do that very thing. Tama put his hand flat against its heat and rubbed.

  “Beautiful…” he murmured.

  Then Diagus did a curious thing. He took his oiled fingers and inserted them into his ass. Tama could no longer breathe. Watching those fingers disappear up inside the king sent shivers through Tama’s very core. Diagus not only inserted his fingers but moved them, slowly, in and out several times. The slurping sounds it made, caused Tama to gasp for air, which no longer seemed to be in the room. Then Diagus removed his fingers, grabbed up the blue bottle again, and poured more of the liquid on them before returning his fingers to his opening.

  “What are you doing?” Tama whispered.

  “Preparing myself.”

  Oh God. “For what?”

  “For you to enter me.”

  Tama felt as if he would orgasm right then and there. His manhood became so hard it was painful. Somehow Tama knew he meant that his cock would be going where those fingers were, but Tama needed to touch and feel before that happened. He was quite sure he would lose his mind at that point, and he needed to experience pushing his own fingers into his king. Tama rubbed his fingers in the oil that had dripped generously on his stomach, then shoved them into the king’s entrance as well.

  Just like the dream I had the night I traveled the pass! He hadn’t remembered that until this very moment!

  “Oh, Tama!” the king exclaimed. “You don’t know it, but you have done this before.”

  Tama shoved his fingers deeper into the heat. It felt so amazing, so lewd. He wanted to reach even deeper, the thought and sight of his fingers between and in that crevice, was driving him senseless. Finally, the king’s words reached him. He had done this before?

  Seemingly recognizing his confusion, Diagus continued, “In a dream I had, the night before we moved through the pass. You sunk those fingers into me, just like this, in my dream.”

  Tama stopped, his fingers halfway out. “You dreamed this?”

  “Oh, Tama, don’t stop! It feels too good.”

  “My King! Please! You dreamed about us doing this very thing?”

  Diagus opened his eyes and looked down at Tama. “Yes. Does that disgust you?”

  “Disgust me? How could it, when I, too, dreamed this very thing on that very night!”

  Diagus seemed to focus harder on Tama. “You…dreamed this, too? At the same time?”

  “I swear it! After I survived the pass, I rode out another hour or so, then slept. I dreamed that you and I... that I… did this.” He pumped his fingers in and out, reaching deeper with every thrust.

  Diagus seemed to be trying his best to think about it as Tama worked his opening, harder now, faster. Oh, this was a dream come true. “We truly are connected, my love. In my dream, I told you something. What was it?” Diagus shouted the words as Tama continued to thrust his fingers in and out.

  “You told me I belonged to you.”

  “Oh yes! That is exactly right, my angel. You belong only to me.” Diagus moved then, Tama’s fingers being forced out. Diagus positioned himself on top of Tama, sliding Tama’s stiff and oiled cock to his entrance. “And I to you. So, show me. Show me I belong only to you.” With that, Diagus forced Tama up inside of him.

  Hot! So much more pressure than his own hands could ever give. When Diagus began to move, the friction he felt all around his cock was enough to drive him insane. He wanted Diagus to move faster, so he could get to that blinding release that was right there. Except, at the same time, he wanted this bliss to last forever.

  Up. Down. Up. Down. The heat, the pace, was unbearable. Tama thrust his hips up even as Diagus forced his hips down, meeting together with such force that finally the floodgates ripped open and Tama released everything he had into Diagus. The pulses were so powerful they hurt, but the pain was so damn good, Tama didn’t want it to end. He did feel wetness hit his neck and face and chest, but he was so lost in the sensations his body was experiencing for the very first time, it didn’t even register.

  Finally, the throbbing subsided and Tama’s mind returned to him.

  Exhausted, he couldn’t move. But even if he could, the fact that Diagus was lying flat on top of him, pushing him into their makeshift bed of pillows and blankets, wouldn’t have allowed it. Diagus’s cum juices were a sticky mess between them. But even that felt amazing.

  “You belong to me,” he heard the big man mutter.

  “And you to me,” Tama responded.

  “Next time, I will be entering you, so be prepared.”

  Tama’s heart missed several beats. King Diagus would enter him? That big cock would be shoved up inside of him?

  “Yes, My King! Oh, yes!”

  Epilogue

  “You look amazing, my brother.”

  He did, even if Diagus had to say so himself. But he wouldn’t. It was truly enough to hear it from Joron’s lips. He walked over and hugged the small man. “Thank you, Joron. That means the world to me.” He stepped back and adjusted the king’s sword. The damn thing was heavy, so much more so than his own sword. But today was one of those special days when he had to wear it. He didn’t mind. Its many jewels were stunning and it gleamed and shone, almost as brightly as Diagus himself.

  A year had passed since Tama had come into his life. Now he was going to make his presence in Diagus’s life permanent. He brushed at his dark blue pants, noting his white gloves were indeed spotless. His dark blue coat was as well, the highly-polished gold buttons glowed. The sash with its many metals also sparkled with every move he made. He had already made sure the crown that was on his head was shined to perfection. Yes, he was ready. Everything was in place.

  He turned one more time to his brother.

  “So, tell me. Is everyone else ready? Because I am.”

  Joron chuckled. “Yes, my impatient brother. Everyone else is ready and waiting.”

  “You have been cruel to keep my angel from me for days, now. Tonight, he will be mine and mine alone.”

  “He is truly your match. I am so happy for you.”

  Diagus took a deep breath and put his hands on Joron’s shoulders. “I never thought there was someone other than you out there for me. I truly believed that marrying some princess and producing an heir to be a duty, one that I had to perform. That this night, my wedding night, would be a dreaded experience and one that I only ever wanted to get over with. But now, I can’t wait to have Tama in my arms ag
ain.”

  “You love him?”

  “Beyond measure. Beyond reason.”

  “You are a lucky man. Your soul mate and a beautiful son, all in one fell swoop.”

  “Reminds me of someone else I know,” Diagus quipped. Joron laughed. Diagus looked down into his brother’s gleaming green eyes. “I know you have told me, Joron, but tell me again. What do you think of him?”

  “Tama is an angel. Our sister believes the same thing. He is brilliant and hard-working. He runs circles around me. He will be such a needed addition to my future plans. You could not have found someone more dedicated or loyal than Tama. I am already learning so much from him. I have grown to believe he will be my angel as well.”

  “I do not share.”

  “Nor should you. He is head over daft for you.”

  “Yes. He is. I will have him prove it again—and again—tonight.”

  Joron chuckled. “Good! Then maybe we should not keep the man waiting any longer. Blade Rain Castle has never been able to handle the massive crowds well. I looked out to the courtyard before I came in here, and I don’t think I have ever seen that many people crowded into one tiny space before. They crowd every hallway inside as well. Even the throne room is packed with people waiting to witness this. Including our dear sister and her two boys.” Joron beamed. “Who, along with Tayio, are all very anxious to see their doting uncle. You have a very long night ahead of you.”

  “True. I do have a long night ahead. But playing with my nephews is not in the plans. And, as far as the crowds are concerned, I trust, as in the past, you will take care of that little detail?”

  “Of course. I have already instructed the kitchen staff to prepare massive amounts of food and drink. In celebration of their king’s nuptials, of course. I fear they won’t be going home any time soon.”

  Diagus smirked even as he sighed. He had no doubt his brother had done just that. “Generous to a fault.”

  Joron held out his arm. “Come! Let’s get this over with. Your wedding night awaits you.”

  Diagus smiled, hugged his brother, then arm-in-arm they walked through the back door of the throne room and up on the raised platform where Tama stood, a totally stunning vision. Pants, tunic, slippers. All a luminous white.