The Last Fire Phoenix - completed

A/N: This chatper is beta by Kylee:)


Chapter Thirty:

Dan was so happy that he squeezed Alistair tight until he couldn't breathe. “Dan, I know you are very happy about this, but don’t kill me before I get a chance to act on it,” Alistair muttered.

“I'm sorry Alistair.”

Marcus laughed and Maya couldn't help but laugh as well at what he just witnessed. Maya had been standing outside the room with Saria beside him, waiting for the right moment to announce his presence. Dan heard Maya laugh, and quickly went over to see the adorable baby boy in Maya’s arms. “He's a handsome little devil Maya. You are going to have your hands full when he grows up,” he commented.

“I agree with you there Dad, but no worries, I will be strict with him just as you were to me,” said Maya. “I don't want him to grow up thinking that he can have the whole world with just his looks,” he added.

“I'm glad to hear that Maya,” Dan had no problem believing that Maya would do as he said. He turned and greeted the boy next to Maya. “Who might you be, boy? You look as pretty as both my sons,” he asked the boy with a warm smile.

Saria shyly looked down at his feet. “I'm Saria,” he said softly.

“Dad, Saria is my friend. He and his family took me in when you were taken by Alistair that night, and because of me, his mother and grandfather were killed by Alistair.”

Dan pulled the boy in and hugged him. He whispered, “I'm so sorry Saria. I don't blame you if you hate Alistair and want him dead.” He turned his head around and glared at Alistair, who looked away, feeling guilty for his actions back then.

“Alistair don't you have something to say to the poor boy? After all, you did kill his family!” Dan’s voice left no room for argument. He demanded that Alistair make up for what he put Saria through when he killed his family.

“I'm sorry boy, if you want to kill me, you are welcome to do so,” Alistair uttered, his face filled with guilt.

Saria looked at the man who murdered his mother and grandfather. “You know, I hated you very much and I still do. I wanted to kill you, but then I realized that even if I killed you, my mother and grandfather would not return to life. So I refuse to become a killer like you. Plus, I hate to say this very much, it kills me to even say this, but if it wasn't for you I would not have met Jarrett.” As soon as he said this, he felt two arms wrap around his waist.

“If you change your mind Saria, just let me know and I'll kill him for you,” Jarrett said with a tender look on his face.

Saria shook his head. “There is no need for that Jarrett, he is your friend, and I can't have you kill one of your best friends because of me.”

Jarrett glanced at Alistair. “You are one lucky bastard Alistair, and you better be thankful for that and stop acting like a jerk,” he said.

Jarrett scooped Saria off his feet and carried him away. Saria put his arms around Jarrett’s neck and smiled up at him. He turned his head around and winked at his friends. They all winked back and wished him a great night as Jarrett carried him to their room. Jarrett kicked the door to his room open, and kicked it closed with the heel of his boot after he entered the room. He stalked over to the big bed and dropped Saria down on it. He then went to work right away unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it aside.

“Jarrett!” he heard Saria call. “What are you doing?” he heard.

Jarrett looked up from his task, “We are going to make love tonight and every night for the rest of our lives Saria,” he replied.

“I know that already Jarrett. I want to know why you aren't undressing me first,” said Saria with a smirk on his face.

Jarrett burst out laughing, then he reached over and slowly removed Saria’s clothing. He placed them to the side on top of his own clothes. “You are so lovely,” he whispered as he took in the sight of the boy’s naked body.

Saria shied away, but Jarrett would have none of it. He lifted Saria’s chin up to look at him, and slowly he leaned down and captured the boy’s soft pink lips with his mouth. He gently pushed Saria down into the bed while still kissing him.

His heart pounded, his stomach fluttered and he was holding onto Jarrett’s shoulders so tightly that his fingernails dug into his skin. “Jarrett, I'm on fire!” Saria murmured right before he let out a moan.

“Saria, you know how to urge a man on,” Jarrett remarked.”

Saria smiled and pulled Jarrett in for another passionate kiss. Jarrett’s hand slowly slid down his stomach to his thigh, where it rested between his legs. He gasped when he felt Jarrett’s hand wrap around his arousal and give it a squeeze.

“You’re hard and hot for me Saria, just the way I like it,” Jarrett whispered when he pulled away from Saria’s warm inviting mouth.

“Only for you Jarrett,” moaned Saria.

Happy to hear that, Jarrett started stroking Saria nice and hard. He increased his speed once in a while, teasing Saria until the boy could no longer take it and demanded that he put a stop to his teasing. With a chuckle he spread Saria’s legs apart and slipped his finger deep inside the tight opening. Slowly he started to thrust it in and out of the boy, adding more fingers until he felt Saria was ready for him.

Saria gripped Jarrett’s shoulders tightly as Jarrett pushed into his opening. He moaned out in pleasure and was relieved that it didn't hurt like that time. Realizing where his thoughts were going, he quickly shook them away, refusing to let memories of that awful night ruin the blissful moment that Jarrett was giving him. He reached up and pulled Jarrett’s mouth down for a hard kiss.

Jarrett groaned and started thrusting hard and fast, going as deeply as he could. Almost at his limit, he reached down between them and stroked Saria’s hot arousal that was about to burst any minute now. Both he and Saria came together, calling each other’s names. He waited until he completely emptied his seed inside Saria before he pulled out to lay next to the boy.

Saria rested his head on Jarrett’s arm and smiled up at him. “I love you Jarrett,” he whispered.

“I love you too my sweet Saria,” Jarrett whispered back. The two lay together in bed with content smiles on their faces.

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Maya turned to his dad as soon as Jarrett and Saria returned to their room. “Well, I should get to bed too,” he announced with a yawn. “It is getting really late and I don't want the demon king to be worried,” he added.

“I will see you tomorrow Maya, have a good night,” Dan said.

“I will,” replied Maya and he went off to the room he shared with the demon king. He glanced down at the baby in his arms and smiled at him. He heard Marcus say his goodnight to Dan and then catch up to him. They both walked side by side to their rooms. They passed by the room Saria and Jarrett shared and heard sounds coming from inside. They both looked at each other. “Those two are going to be sleeping in tomorrow,” they both said, then they continued on to their rooms.

As it happened their rooms were across from each other. They each opened the doors to their rooms and stepped inside. Maya and Marcus turned around and before closing their doors, they grinned at each other. “Good night brother,” Maya said with a giggle.

“Good night to you too my younger brother,” Marcus returned with a giggle as well. They both closed the doors to their rooms and turned to watch their husband’s sleeping faces.

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Julian was sleeping soundly when he felt soft kisses on his neck and chest. He opened his eyes and found Vince watching him. "You! What do you think you are doing?" he demanded angrily.

Vince pinned Julian’s hands down at his sides and smirked at him. “Remember I told you that I would not touch you unless the moon fell from the sky? Well, the moon did fall from the sky,” he said with a smug look on his face. He turned his face to the small river near them. Julian rolled his head to the side and saw what Vince meant, he could see the moon’s reflection in the water.

“You... you despicable excuse for a demon!” he shouted just as Vince’s mouth came crushing down on his. Vince thrust his tongue inside Julian’s mouth and let out a groan of satisfaction. Julian was honest enough with himself to admit that he liked the kiss and that he did want Vince, but he would die before he admitted it to that damn man.

Vince pulled his mouth away from Julian’s and gazed down with a smirk on his face. “Have you decided to stop Vince?” he heard Julian ask him.

“I will if you want me to. Do you want me to stop Julian?” he asked.

Julian contemplated for a moment then shook his head. “No,” he answered. “You won't leave me alone till you have your way with me Vince, so we might as well continue.”

Vince laughed softly, then he once more crushed his mouth over Julian’s. His hand yanked Julian’s pants off and tossed them aside. He continued to ravage Julian’s mouth as he ran his finger gently down Julian’s thigh. Ever so slowly, he pressed two fingers into Julian’s warm tight opening.

Julian tore his mouth away from Vince and gasped in surprise at the sudden invasion. “Are you hurt? If you are I'm sorry,” he heard Vince whisper to him.

“Of course it hurt you idiot! I haven't done this sort of thing with any other man besides my late husband!” Julian snapped.

Vince was happy beyond words to hear that. “Are you telling me that I am the second man to make love to you?” he asked, wanting to be sure.

Julian rolled his head to the side. “Yes, and what about it? Are you going to make fun of me---,“ he didn't get to finish. Vince cut him off with a passionate kiss. As Vince kissed Julian, he thrust the two fingers deeper inside of him, causing him to groan in pleasure. Julian felt Vince adding another finger and another until Vince had all his fingers buried deep inside his tight opening. Then Vince took Julian’s hard arousal into his mouth and began to suck him hard. He cried out in pleasure as Vince made love to him with his fingers and mouth. He came hard in Vince’s mouth and watched in fascination as Vince swallowed every drop of his cum.

No longer able to hold back, Vince undid the button on his pants and let them fall to his knees. He withdrew his finger from Julian’s opening and spread Julian’s legs wide apart. He thrust all the way in at once and began moving right away, thrusting in and out hard and fast, going as deep as he could. When he was about to reach his limit, he stroked Julian’s arousal in time with his thrusts.

Julian came with a scream. His fingernails dug deep inside Vince’s shoulder till it bled. A few moments later, Vince came as well, pouring his seed deep inside him. Both he and Vince lay next to each other and waited for their breathing to return to normal. They fell asleep in each other’s arms soon after.
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It was very early in the morning when Dan came down from his room to get breakfast for Alistair. He saw Alec and Ian in the middle of a discussion. The two looked up at him and he smiled at them. “What are you two up to today?” he asked.

“Dan, I hate to have to leave you when we just saw each other again, but my brother Alexis is going to have his baby in three days, and I need to get there before then to help him with the birthing.” Alec broke the news to his friend.

"Well then what are you still doing here? You should go now," said Dan with a smile.

Alec returned his friend’s smile with one of his own, and gave him a big hug. "I promise to be there for you also when you are ready to have your baby,” he said. He turned to go pack his things, but before he could leave the hall, he heard Ian call out to him. He spun around to see Dan vomiting black blood all over himself and the floor.

Dan didn't know what happened. One minute he was standing there, then the next thing he knew, he had started to vomit blood. He looked up at his friend in confusion before his eyes rolled back and he crumbled to the floor. Ian caught him before he hit the floor.

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“Are you telling me that he is going to die?” Dan heard Alistair’s angry voice when he regained consciousness. He opened his eyes to find that he was in the room that he shared with Alistair. He turned his head to the side and saw the sad look in everyone’s eyes. “Alistair,” he managed to say.

Alistair rushed to Dan’s side and helped him to sit up. "Dan, everything is all my fault! The one who should be dead is me not you.”

"What are you talking about Alistair? I'm not dead yet, I am still alive and breathing right now," Dan said with a weak laugh.

Maya and Marcus walked over to Dan. “I knew that it was too easy when he agreed to let you leave with us Dad, but I decided that I should trust him, and that was my mistake,” Maya said right before he burst out in tears. “I should have killed him,” he added.

“Maya, never let me hear you say that again. Ramsey is your father. No matter what he has done, it doesn't change the fact that he is your father.”

“But...” Maya protested.

“I don't want to hear any buts Maya. Promise me that you won't kill your father over this!" He demanded a promise from his son.

Maya reluctantly nodded his head. Dan reached up and patted Maya on the head, and he did the same to his son Marcus who was by now crying as well. He looked up at his friend Alec. “How long do I have to live?” he asked.

“Six months,” Alec answered his friend. “I'm sorry Dan, I am a useless doctor,” Alec added sadly. "The only good thing I can tell you is that your baby is not affected by the poison, so you will be able to give birth to him in four months.”

“I think that is great news. Alec you are not a useless doctor. I happen to think that you are a wonderful doctor. There are just some poisons out there that don’t have a cure. Ramsey wanted me to die so that Alistair could experience the same pain that he felt when he lost the person he loved the most in this world. He made sure to use a deadly poison that did not have an antidote. There is nothing you can do,” he said to his friend.

Dan tilted his head back and looked up at Alistair. “Since I only have six months left to live, I want to spend it with you Alistair.” He then glanced down at his son Marcus. “I want you Marcus and your husband Cain and your son to be by my side as well,” he added.

Marcus nodded his head, still crying. Maya wiped the tears from his eyes and stood up. “Dad, you should take them to the home you raised me in,” he suggested. “No one can find that place except for me and you so it is a good place for you to spend the last six months of your life.” He was not mad at his dad for not including him, because he knew deep in his heart that his dad loved him, and he understood fully why his dad made the request to spend time with his blood family.

“Thank you for understanding Maya,” said Dan.

"You’re welcome Dad. Now I'll leave you alone with your family.” With that said, Maya walked out of the room. He returned to the demon king’s side, and without having to say a word, the demon king comforted him. That day, Maya watched his dad and his friend Marcus ride off.

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Ramsey was in his library when the door was flung open and a very angry Maya came storming inside. He already knew why his son was there and he was not the least bit worried that he was going to kill him. He knew that Dan would never allow Maya to do such a thing. So he smiled at his son. “What brings you here Maya?” he asked, even though he knew the reason for his presence.

Maya grabbed his father by the collar of his shirt and punched him hard in the face. “You bastard! How could you do that to Dad? He did so many things for you and how did you repay him? You killed him! You are no better than Alistair, Father!” Maya lifted his father up high and tossed him into the air.

Ramsey landed right back on his own two feet, not the least bit mad at his son. “Are you done venting your anger son?” he asked as he straightened his shirt.

Maya stalked over to his father. "From this day on, you are no longer my father. I can't kill you because Dad made me promise not to, but that does not mean that the demon king won't kill you in my place." With that said, he strode out of the room. He bumped into Avery and it took him a moment to realize who the man was. “You? Don't you work for the demon king?” he asked.

Avery nodded his head. Maya grabbed Avery’s arm and walked back to the library. “I'm taking this man back with me and I trust that you have no objection Father,” he said, and he dragged Avery along with him, not giving his father time to respond.

Ramsey had to run after his son. When he caught up to him, Maya already had Avery on the horse, sitting behind him. “Maya, you can't take him with you. He belongs to me!” he told his son.

“Like I give a damn,” Maya responded and he gave his horse a kick and went off into the forest while his father watched him disappear from his sight.

After riding for a good hour or two, Maya spoke up to the man behind him. “What did that bastard father of mine mean when he said that you belonged to him?” he asked the man.

Avery was quiet for a long moment before answering Maya. “He probably thinks that I belong to him now since he forced himself on me yesterday,” he answered.

Maya didn't know what to say to that except that he was sorry to hear that. He promised the man that he would not let his father lay his hands on him again. The rest of the ride back to Ian’s home was spent in silence. When they reached Ian’s home, the demon king and Jarrett were ready to set off back to the castle. They were a bit surprised to see Avery but they did not comment on it. Maya got off the horse and climb onto the demon king’s horse. Avery joined his demon king and the rest of the crew travelling back to the demon king’s castle.