Shifters Gone Alpha (37 page)

I look at Hawken and know he hates being the bearer of bad news, and most of the time, if she sends him to summon you, she has something wicked to say. Sighing, I push off the bed and walk toward the garden. This should be interesting.

“Mother, you wanted to speak with me?” I ask.

My Mother looks at me, gives me a smile and stands with her arms open. Taking a deep breath, I walk toward her and we embrace.

“My beautiful son, it’s been so long since we spoke. We have much to discuss.”

“What are you talking about? I don’t like discussing another with you.”

“Good thing I’m the Queen and you have no choice.” She glares.

“Queen Nala, what do you want from me?” I snarl.

“Careful, Domlen, remember your tone.”

There is a silence between us and then she sits down.  The seat next to her is vacant and when her eyes linger on the seat, I reluctantly sit down. She wants something and this can get ugly.

“How was Tika?”

What the fuck is going on? I’m not talking to her about Tika or any female I bed and she knows this. It’s no secret that Tika was here, for in this castle you can’t keep anything private. Agitation hits me instantly.

“Domlen, I asked you a question.”

“She was pleasing.” I reply.

“It’s been some time, Domlen. Don’t you think you should take her as your Wella”

That is fucking it. She is not going to tell me, if or who, I need to take as a Wella.

“This conversation is over.”

“It’s not over, Tika comes from a good family, and obviously, fills your sexual desires. Why not make her your Wella.”

“I don’t love her.”

“Love has nothing to do with what’s right.”

“What do you say is right?”

“You should take Tika as your Wella…announce the good news in two weeks.”

My heart stops and I can’t think of anything to say. It’s almost as if my mouth somehow knows the words that will come out will be harsh and could even be disrespectful.  After a few deep breaths and telling my beast to be calm, I speak.

“I’m not taking her as a Wella.”

“Oh, but I’ve already told her parents you will and I don’t go back on my word.”

“You will this time!” I growl.

“Control your beast. I don’t want to hurt you.” She spits out.

“I’m going to say this for the last time. I am not taking a Wella.”

She stands and walks a few feet ahead of me. Queen Nala looks up into the sky and smiles. She then looks back at me.

“It’s final, two weeks,” She says.

With the wave of her hand, she dismisses me. I stand and begin to walk away before turning back around.

“You do understand this, your request will not be fulfilled.”

Those were my last words before I storm into the castle punching the wall with my fist. The wall shakes and some of the jewels and rocks fall from the surface. The idea of an arranged marriage she thinks she can force upon me is unacceptable. I’m not sure why she’s pressing, but there’s more to this than her simply wanting me to make Tika my Wella. She’s not that concerned with my sex life or Tika. Now I have to figure this out before she starts announcing a celebration in honor of me.

Walking toward the kitchen for food, my head simply cannot process the thought of taking Tika as my Wella. Tika is beautiful, kind, and has some amazing pussy, but I don’t love her and in fact, I don’t even want to see her every day. Shit, I don’t want to be committed to a female for-fucking-ever…bullshit! It’s not going to happen.

When I walk into the kitchen, as usual the servants have platters of food spread out for us. They know our appetite is strong. After snatching up everything I can see, I step over to the balcony beside the kitchen and sit. That’s when Layern walks in.

“You ok, brother?”

“You already know the answer to that.”

“Yes, but I only got a glimpse.”

Stuffing my mouth with food, I close my eyes hoping my beast will relax. After a few minutes of silence, and Layern eating off my plate, I finally speak.

“I’m not taking her as my Wella.”

“I know and deep down, I think she may know too. She’s just hoping you like Tika enough to do this.”

“Why is this important to her?”

“I’m not sure, but you’re right, she is hiding something.”

“Brother, do you think she had a vision?”

Layern is not asking this question because he doesn’t know the answer. He is gifted like our mother, just not as strong. I’m sure though, if he is asking this, he has seen something, but it may not be clear.

“If you know anything, now is the time to speak, brother.”

“Brother, I’m not sure, but I suspect our mother is pretty sure.”

“Our mother said she’s already informed Tika parents.” I say.

“Do you think Tika knows? She would only gain by being your Wella?”

“I’m not monogamous and she knows this. Making her my Wella would only be in name.”

“I will keep trying to see brother, but you have only a small window to figure it out.”

Layern stands and attempts to take more of my food.

“Could you please have a few platters sent out here to me?”

“Why? You have plenty.”

Looking at Layern, I show no sign of amusement as he laughs and walks away.  Soon a few servants come, carrying platters of meat, fruit and cheeses. I never lose my appetite, even when I’m under pressure.

Queen Nala is pulling rank on me and seems determined to find me a Wella, but why? She has never been concerned with my personal life. I’m the son that she never has taken much interest in. This does not make sense, but I’m sure Hawken has a clue.

After finishing my food, I walk through the castle in search of Hawken. He has been hard to find as he thinks no one knows about his secret. Well, I’m sure Layern knows along with me, but the others like to just ignore him most of the time. Soon, I find Hawken and Brumen together out in the field about to change into dragon form.

“Hawken, don’t. I need…”

Son of Bitch! He changed anyway. He and Brumen are now flying away. Piss the fuck off, I slip off my pants, right on the steps and run toward the field. I fucking hate being ignored. Leaning over, I allow my beast to come forth, my arms stretch and with a growl, my body begins the turn into my dragon. It’s no time before I’m the big red dragon and in pursuit to find Hawken and Brumen, I take off and fly quickly in their direction. They are moving fast and will soon land in Noke. While they are wrapping the shawl around their waists, I land with a fierce roar. Brumen has not wavered, he just waits, but Hawken is looking toward me with a glare in his eyes. It takes a minute for my beast to calm before I’m able to change back into my human form. One of the servants has my shawl waiting for me as I approach my brothers.

“You fucking heard me.” I snap.

“Are you speaking to me?” Brumen asks, causing the servants to moan in pleasure. He was blessed, or cursed depending upon whom you ask, with a voice that is deep and can send sound to your very core. It causes most women to have multiple orgasms just by him speaking. He’s usually pretty quiet or he whispers, which sounds like the rest of our normal talk.

“Can you please be quiet with that fucking sexy-ass voice?” I ask, irritated.

He looks at me and his eyes are still beast. I don’t want to have a thing with Brumen because he might have the upper hand for reasons I don’t need to discuss at this moment, but Hawken knows I’m speaking to him.

“Why did you leave when I called for you?”

“I didn’t want to talk.” Hawken says, turning to walk away.

“If you walk away, right here in Noke…”

“What? You going to attack me? I wouldn’t be surprised. That’s what you all do.” Hawken growls.

Brumen growls at the both of us to behave. It’s unacceptable to show anything but unity among our people. I walk into the forest and turn to see Hawken following behind me looking pissed. It was not supposed to be like this. I just wanted to ask if he knew why our mother is bent on having me marry Tika but he takes off before I could even speak making me feel angry and disrespected. When we are far enough away from the people, I turn to face my brother.

“What do you know?”

“I know you’re about to have Tika as your Wella.”

“THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN!” I yell.

“If you were going for being discreet, you missed, as our voices TRAVEL!” Hawken yells.

“Why is mother concerned about who I marry?”

“I’m not going to say and you should know that.”

I move closer to Hawken, bringing us nose to nose.

“I’m not going to fight you, brother, but I could reveal your secret. That will cause the castle to shift their concern.” I threaten.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“I so fucking would dare, and you know that I would, now talk.”

Hawken growls and for a minute I think he’s going to attack me, but he doesn’t.

“I’m not sure of all the details, except she saw you with another female that she doesn’t like.”

“What do you mean she saw me with another female?”

“Fuck, brother, she had a vision.”

The look on my face must have told Hawken to leave, because without saying another word he is gone. Standing around with my own thoughts, I begin to wonder. Who is this female that would send her into such a panic? I have never given her a reason to think having a Wella would fit my lifestyle. There’s no way in the heavens I’m going to make Tika my Wella based on her vision. There is no one in control of me except me. I don’t take orders, I give them.

Walking back to the field, I stop and see the servants with their heads bowed, not looking up. At first, my thought is to return to the castle, but decide against it. I’m in Noke and at this moment, one of my females is needed. I walk toward the town where people are crowded in the market area, buying and selling all sorts of things. That’s when Jallen waves me over to her. She’s not a dragon-shifter, but a mermaid. If she’s on land, she has to be back in the water by tomorrow morning. Jallen loves being punished to achieve an orgasm and right now, I need to punish. I walk over to her booth where she has seashells for sale.

“Prince Domlen, what a nice surprise.” She beams.

“Yes, I agree. Can you leave this booth?”

She turns and calls for one of her water sisters to come take over. They speak among each other and then she joins me on the other side.

“I’m all yours. What do you have in mind?”

“Jallen, follow me. You know it’s my way, no questions.”

“Ohh, I do, Prince Domlen.”

Her hand slips into mine and we begin the walk to my place in Noke. There is no talking as my mind still can’t get over Queen Nala trying to plan my life. I glance at Jallen and think about how taking a Wella would limit my freedom of having females and the sex life that pleases me.  We finally make it to my place. It’s not very big, but it’s perfect for what I have in mind. As soon as we’re inside, I slam Jallen against the closed door and look her in the eyes.

“It’s when I say we stop, ok?”

“Yes, I understand.”

Stepping back, I look at her, my eyes never leaving hers. She bows her head slightly as a sign of respect.

“Take off your dress.”

She smiles and I can instantly see why so many fall victim to her. Jallen’s hair is long and sea blue, her eyes the color of chocolate and her breasts are big and beautiful with delicious pink nipples. To many she is deadly, but to me, I am always the predator. After she removes her dress, she places her hands on her hips and turns in a slow circle for me. She’s very aware of what I like when I’m with her so instruction is never needed. My hands slide up and down her body as I take in what she’s so freely giving to me. She will get the best orgasm and I will get pleasure giving it, but my way.

Jallen enjoys my hands to her afla so that’s what she will get. I take her hand and walk her over to my red lounge chair, and with the soft touch of my hand she spreads her legs and bends over, placing her palms on the sitting part of the lounge.

My hand travels down her back, to her ass and as my fingers get close to her pussy, she moans loudly.

“You want it?” I whisper.

“YES!”

“You shall receive.”

Her breathing is all I hear in the room and moving to my dresser I pull out what people on Earth call a paddle. It’s thin with one side that has sand filled bubbles and the other side filled with small petal rock water. This was made especially for Jallen.

“I have your favorite.” I say, holding up the paddle. She turns and looks with excitement in her eyes. Licking her lips, she swings her hips side to side waiting for my return. As I approach her, she speaks.

“Don’t go easy.” She pants.

The paddle comes down hard.

“You are not allowed to give me instruction.”

“Sorry.” She pants.

My hand rubs her ass softly and with a steady rhythm I begin to spank Jallen, switching sides of the paddle in between hits. After the juices of her pussy start to flow down her legs, I know she is ready. There is a sweet relief once I drop the paddle and position myself behind her. I’m inside her fast, thrusting hard and non-stop. My hands grip her hips and the sound of flesh slapping against each other is the only other sound in the room. I wrap one of my hands in her long hair and pull her head back. She tightens around me.