The Draglen Brothers - SHOWKEN (BK 2) (23 page)

“Showken
, will it always be this magical?”

“I plan on making it magical for you forever.”

“Really?” I squeal.

“Oh,
yes, like right now I need about three or four of those cupcakes.” He raises his brow. “The frosting needs to be off, do you have an idea where I can put that?”

“Ohh
, my sexy dragon is seducing me?”

“I’m trying, maybe you should come out
of that dress.”

“Outside, right now, what if
-”

“Don’t worry, we are all alon
e, you, me and cupcakes.” We both laugh. Showken is so easy to love. He is truly a fun, lovable dragon. I forget he’s a dragon sometimes, until he growls. He crawls towards me like the predator he is, hovering over me.

“I need you out
of that dress, zell.”

“I like this dress, besides we are outside.”

“I see, you are going to be difficult.” He places his hands on my hips, and I feel a burning coming through the dress, it doesn’t hurt, but feels like I’m about to have an orgasm.

“You don’t play fair
,” I glare. He laughs, capturing my mouth, we are all over each other and in no time his wrap is off. He throws it over his shoulder.

“See
, love, if I’m going bare, so are you.” He gives me no chance as he gets the dress off, in spite of my resistance. He has two cupcakes in each hand, oh my.

“I really love my cupcakes
,” he says, smearing the frosting all over my body. We are no longer laughing, but panting. My body is yearning for him. My nipples get hard underneath all the frosting, and Showken makes his way to my doodah. After I’m covered in multiple flavors, he pulls my legs apart. “Time for me to eat my frosting, zell.” I blush as I feel his hot tongue licking, biting, and sucking the frosting off my body.

“Showken, I need
… ”

“I’m still eating my frosting, love,” he chuckles
, and he goes back to my clitoris, sucking hard until I come loudly.

“OHHH, YESS!!!” It’s not long before he’s inside me
, thrusting in and out. There is no sound but our bodies rubbing against one another. This is more than a fairy tale, this is a dream I’m living. We continue our lovemaking for the rest of the evening, enjoying each other.

Marilyn and I lie comfortable in our bed. After making love several times, she fell asleep, and I vanished us to our bed. It’s only a day and a half until she is officially my Wella. Her eyes are green, which almost completes her transformation. Layern took care of Bruiser last night. I climb out of the bed slowly, and leaving my zell in bed to sleep, I shower and leave the room to get ready for the ceremony. I shield my room, as I don’t want anyone coming to kidnap my Wella. Draken should have thought of that too. I walk to the kitchen to put in a special order for tomorrow, and after that I go to my art room to draw Marilyn a picture. I’ve never been this happy. I’m drawing when I smell Velca coming close to my door. What does she want? I get up and open the door before she knocks.

“Oh, Showken, sometimes I forget how
well we all can smell, being dragons,” she says, entering the room uninvited.

“What do you want
, Velca?” I narrow my eyes. I’m still not sure why Draken keeps her alive, I don’t like her.

“Well, I know this is bad timing, but you taking this human as your
Wella is going to look really bad for Cortamagen.”

“
Velca,” I growl. “I’m about to forget you’re a female, leave, now.”

She takes a seat on my bench.

“I never wanted to marry Draken,” she says, softly. “I always thought you and I would be a better fit, I mean being a queen someday does not impress me.”

I glare.
“I would never have you, not even if I were single, which I’m not.” I summon Layern and Domlen to come to my art room before I kill Velca.

“I’m not saying that you should have me. I’m simply saying, though I saved Cess
’ life. The people in the land are wondering, why are the Draglen descendants taking humans as their Wellas?” She stands as she senses Domlen and Layern coming.

“Velca, if anything go
es wrong tomorrow, anything, if the sun doesn’t shine bright enough, I’m going to rip your head off your body.”

“Oh Showken, you know I don’t do violence.”

Layern and Domlen crowd the door as she tries to leave. “Excuse me,” Velca says.

“Have a seat” Domlen
demands. Draken comes barreling into the room and Velca jumps trembling into the corner.

“VELCA,” he yells. “You live because of my
Wella, and you are trying to start trouble. Do you want to leave the castle, because you will lose our protection, many would love to impress me with your head on a platter.”

“Draken, I, I
-”

“You are just leaving.” Draken towers over her. She runs out
of the room in tears. I just want to rip her head off her body. My brothers dismiss Velca’s weak attempt to start trouble. We all know she wants to be a princess, but none of us will ever marry her.

“Brother, don’t worry about a thing,
” Draken says. “Nothing will interfere with your day. You have my word.” Layern and Domlen both nod and we all head out of the room. We go for a quick flight. I’m pissed off that Velca thinks she can ever scare me away from Marilyn. Where did that come from? The only logical reason comes to mind, Mother. After the flight I go for a run with Bruiser, letting him catch me this time, and we both find food. I play with him, understanding how Marilyn loves him so much. I decide that I need to pay my mother a visit. I find her in the garden, a favorite place for her.

“Hello
, my son, something you would like to ask?” I just stare at her. How could she send Velca to me like that? “I take it Velca came to see you, and you think I sent her.”

“Yes,”
is my only response. I’m pissed.

“I didn’t send her, but
I knew she would find a way to be alone with you.” I start breathing hard, feeling steam leaving my body. I’m becoming more aware of how angry I am. “You need to calm down, wouldn’t want you crisp for your big day, my son.” She glares. I take a few deep breaths.

“Now, Velca is concerned with securing her
self a place within this family, she feels overlooked. I will ensure she doesn’t mess up your day, but one of you will have to marry her, or kill her.

“I vote kill.”

“Of course you do. She will be contained, but if you and your brothers don’t want her, send her out of the castle.”

“Cess thinks she’s a friend.”

“She is a friend,” Mother says, standing. “Until she finds that my sons don’t want her. She will become a wounded animal. It will become unsafe in the castle for your Wellas with her living here.” She walks over to me. “Everything will be fine, now on to more pressing business. Beauka will cause a scene if you don’t introduce her to your future Wella.” She leans to give me a kiss. I relax.

“Thank you
, Mother, and I’ll get Marilyn to Beauka today.”

“Great, see you tomorrow.” She disappears right in front of me. If Velca wants
to be a part of this family she will be waiting for a long time, no brother will touch her, though she’s a virgin, maybe one of the brothers will find her attractive enough to bed, but never take her as a Wella.

I continue to get tomorrow ready for Marilyn. Finally I come back to the room and find her reading.
She is reading a family book of our history, completely naked. I love her body, and it’s all mine.

“Showken, how many kids do you want?”

“Hello, Beautiful, trying to find out more history, interesting,” I say.

“Yes, like the fact most have eight or more Youngs, Showken I’m not having that many kids.”

“Oh, love, don’t worry, it will be so much fun making them.” She shakes her head and comes towards me with that beautiful bare body. I like this mood she’s in.

“Well,”
she smiles. “I woke and you were gone, and I missed you, so I started to go through your things and found the book, but if you had been here when I woke, we would be having a very different discussion right now.”

“As bad as I want you right now, my sister wants to meet you, and with Beauka it’s best just to get her out
of the way.”

“Well, ok, I s
aw her yesterday. She looks really quiet.” She starts to put on a dress. “Hey, I haven’t seen Jazz or Rachel, are they ok? I thought she would be on our doorstep this morning banging for us to let her in.”

“She was doing something this morning,” I say, smiling.
Marilyn turns and looks shocked.

“No, please say Jazz didn’t sleep with one of your brothers.”

“Jazz didn’t sleep with one of my brothers,” I say, laughing. I am bound by brother to brother.

“Showken
-”

“Love, my sister is waiting, now listen
, whatever you do, don’t drink her tea,” I say. My little sidetrack worked.

“Her tea, well I don’t like tea anyway, but why?”

“You don’t want to know,” I say, as she buttons the dress. I really like this dress too. We visit with Beauka for a few hours, and it seems like they get along great. Marilyn loves our time there, and Beauka sends a message to my head letting me know she approves. I smile, knowing this day is ending and tomorrow evening Marilyn will be my Wella forever.

I can’t believe I have puked five times today. I’m getting ready to become a Wella to Showken, who I love a lot, but marriage. I feel like I need to puke again.

“Mari, stop puking
, that’s just gross, now lick some of this salt.” Jazz frowns as she pours some into my hand. I notice Queen Nala and Beauka at the door. “If you just going to stand there then you can go have a seat, I have to get her prepared to marry Showken.” Jazz frowns at them both.

“Marilyn
, you need to get dressed, your gown is all already for you. Beauka is going to do your hair,” Showken’s mom says.

“When pigs fly. I’m doing her hair, I’m her best friend.”

“Yes, but she’s becoming my sister.”

“Bitch
, back off, I’m doing her hair, dragon or not I will kick your ass all around this room.” Oh shit, not today, Jazz.

“I will do my own hair,
” I say, glaring at them both. “Both of you better not ruin my day with this arguing.” I wish I had my gun, I would have shot a warning in the air.

“Fine, Mari
,” Jazz says. “Only for you.”

“Well, we have forever to get to know each other, sister
,” Beauka smirks.

“You don’t want to dance with me
.”

“Enough!” Queen Nala yells.

I ignore them and go over to my dress. It’s fit for a princess. It’s full of jewels. They all help me get this dress on as it has an extremely long train. The dress is off one shoulder, with splits on both sides. I notice as I walk to do my makeup that these splits are right up to my ass. What kind of gown is this? Whatever. I’m completely ready now. We all look in the mirror. Everyone is smiling, including me.

“Well,
our work here is done, Marilyn,” Showken’s mother says. “You will walk to the ceremony by yourself.” I look at Jazz and she looks at me. Why?

“I don’t know my way around the castle.”

“You will do fine,” Beauka says, trying to convince me. I roll my eyes.

“Get Showken here right now
, I’m not walking by myself.” I sit on the bed.

“Well,
” his mother says. “My son got a very determined one. We will all leave and I’ll send Showken.” They leave the room. I stand, feeling a little pissed. I don’t want to walk by myself, why can’t one of his brothers walk with me? I’m not going to do it. I hear a knock on the door. I go and open, but nobody’s there.

“Hello
, zell.”

“Showken,
” I plead. “I’m not walking alone, come get me.”

“I’m walking with you, love
, just trust me,”

“No, come get me now!” I yell.

“You are yelling, love, everyone can hear, trust me please.”

“How do I get there?”

“Follow my voice and the feeling you get.”

“Showken, I’m scared.”

“Me too, I have never done this either.”

“Shit, you could get me lost then.” I hear him laugh.

“It’s not funny.”

“I know, love
, please trust me.”

“Ok, ok, but if I get lost I’m going to be so pissed at you.”

“You are so beautiful, come,” he says, and my body turns left and start walking.

“I didn’t expect to fall in love
, precious.”

“I didn’t either.”

“Yet, you stole my heart, from the first sight.”