Burning the stars

AN: Thank you once again for all your reviews, will update less frequently next week because I have to go back to work, off sick at the moment, so please be patient, I try and update as often as I can.

Orion had retreated back into the bathing chamber and was lowering himself into the bath when a cough stopped him.

“You would do well to dress sir.” A man in a white tunic and hose stood at the edge of the tub. “The King wishes to see you. I am to take you there.” Orion looked around for his clothes but couldn’t find them. “I brought you something more adequate to wear. Your clothes were filthy.” The servant, for that is what he seemed to be held out a pile of neatly folded clothes. “Will you be needing my assistance for anything?” Orion declined with a shake of his head. The servant bowed and left. Orion inspected the clothes, a grey tunic, grey trousers, a pair of soft grey shoes and a black belt. They were acceptable he thought as he dressed and tied back his flaxen hair.

“You smell much better now.” Orion’s head snapped up. That shifter was leaning against the door frame that the servant had left through. The long shiny bluish black hair tumbled down his back and freely over his shoulders. The ears on top his head twitched and a smile played over his lips. Something started to dawn on Orion…if this shifter wasn’t a proper servant and was familiar with the king maybe he was a sex slave. Then of course he would be much surer of himself. “The king wishes to see you now.”

“You will take me to see the king?”

“Yes, follow me.” The shifter turned round and Orion followed him. A smirk crossed his face as he watched the pert backside sway back and forth, the tips of the black hair brushing just over the top. The tail was whipping from one side to the other, seeming to tease Orion, at least he could feel all the thoughts going straight to his groin. Oh yes he’d love to bend that rude, insolent pup over a bed and pound some manners into him. If the King didn’t mind sharing he would do just that…after all hospitality involved all sorts of things.

Blaze had noticed that Orion’s eyes had been glued to his ass. This game was going to be interesting. Orion’s interest was already on him, but there was no way he would let himself be bedded easily; he was going to do the bedding. His papa had told him that he was a dominant and not a submissive like his papa. There was no way he would ever get himself pregnant; he didn’t want to spoil his nice waist with a large baby bump. He bounced a little with every step, knowing that it let his hair brush his bottom sensually every time. A little teasing couldn’t hurt, and from the nearly inaudible moan he caught in his sensitive ears, he hoped that Orion would get his little problem under control before they reached the throne room. His papa would be able to smell the sex drive just as he did and would not be impressed that, that attention was focused on his cub.

They entered the throne room. King Glacier sat on his throne with his mate and consort by his side. Rafe had changed out of his plain clothes into a more befitting, a deep blue tunic, beautifully embroidered with silver thread, he wore a loose fitting pair of white trousers underneath, his feet were bare. The King was magnificently dressed in the royal colours of the Heithion Kingdom. The greys, whites and silvers blending perfectly with each other, and making his already broad stature even more accentuated. Orion went down on one knee and bowed.

“My lord.”

“You may rise. I have read your kings message. I will need time to consider it, for that time you are a guest here and I expect you to behave as such.”

“Yes my lord. Thank you for the time you are giving my King.”

“You are not to leave the walls of this castle. A room will be provided for you.”

“Thank you my lord.”

“And I do not wish to hear that you have been running through my castle in a state of undress again or I will send you back to your king with a very clear statement of what I think of his messengers.” Orion swallowed.

“Yes my lord, it will not happen again.” The king nodded.

“You may leave. Blaze will show you to your room.”

“Thank you my lord.” Orion rose and followed Blaze back out of the door. This was even better then he had thought. Once in his room, he was sure he could talk the hot little shifter into a bit of oral play and maybe more. He grinned as he once again followed the pert bottom, this stay wasn’t going to be as terrible as he had thought.


Blaze led Orion into one of the many guest rooms in the castle. One of the walls was beautiful crafted and a carved wall panel covered nearly all of it. On it was a scene of a Heithion legend, the rescue of the first Heithion King by the black wolves of Symaron. A comfortable looking bed was the centre piece of the room. It was covered in white linens. Blaze turned around but before he could say anything he found himself firmly pined against the carved wall closest to the door. His mouth was captured in a hard kiss and a hand grabbed onto his groin. For a few seconds he was so stunned at the audacity of the action that he could do nothing else but to stand completely still. When his wits returned he used his extra strength to throw Orion off and growl at him.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Oh come little shifter…don’t tell me you don’t service the king.”

“No I do not.” Blaze’s glare got hotter, how dare that….that….MAN! He wasn’t fresh submissive meat to just be plucked off at someone’s pleasure. He was grabbed again but this time his reaction was faster and he pinned Orion against the wall instead.

“You were teasing me little shifter.”

“Was I?” Blaze quirked an eyebrow.

“Yes you were.” Orion pressed his hips forward, smirking when he felt his cock rubbing another long hard object. “That little pert backside of yours was teasing me all the way.” Blaze growled and pushed his hips forward and ground them against Orion’s groin. “Aggressive little puppy aren’t you?” Blaze’s ears twitched.

“I am not a puppy.” He growled. “I’m a wolf.”

“Good little puppy.” Orion grinned and patted his head. Grabbing Orion’s hands he pinned them over his head and used his full body force to keep them there. They’re groins rubbed together again more vibrantly and a moan escaped both of them. Orion was enjoying this…maybe being dominated wasn’t such a bad thing after all. Blaze revelled in the feeling of his body snugly pressed against Orion’s. With one quick movement he had ripped off Orion’s shirt and was examining the perfectly sculpted tanned chest. He was surprised to find that the left nipple was pierced. His ears twitched….someone was coming. Winking at Orion he drew back and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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meadows_peak: Yep two daddies, its Mpreg. I love mpreg, my friend got me hook, glad you enjoyed it. Hope you like this one too.

Storytellarsdaughter: Glad I made you happy, hope this makes you happier

Saminada: Sooo glad you're enjoying it, thanks for you long reviews. I looove long reviews actually I love any type of review, bit hyper can you tell *does little dance*. There are only male shifters, my world, full of hot men. So there's dominants and submissives. Enjoy this chapter and ask any questions you like. Hugs

flamingfox5150: Yup Blaze has two daddies, thank you for carrying on reading even if Blaze is not Uke. HE just wouldn't let me do it, they have a mind of their own I swear.

lolistar71: Another person who writes long reviews. *HUGS*. Blazes Papa was originally called Baba...which is Arabic for daddy I think (please don'T quote me on that) but I turned it to Papa because my friend didn't like Baba so I took the german for daddy instead. You're little brother? *raises eyebrow* I'd be worried if your little bro has wolf ears, no joke, I love him too, he my baby. Orion will learn his lesson don't you worry.