Page 97 of Theoden
I laughed. “Within reason, son. Only those who break the laws of our kingdom and those humans bold enough and stupid enough to challenge us. I am the Lord of district four and you will be my enforcer.”
“Gods, they’ll tremble at the very sight of him,” Titus commented as he appraised Marco’s muscular, hairy bulk.
I grinned. “I know. I cannot wait to show him off to Father.”
“I’m still very hungry, but I know I don’t need blood,” Marco said, then he licked his lips.
This concerned me, because if not blood, what else could he be hungry for? “What do you mean?” I asked.
He squirmed in his seat, feeling uneasy. “I want to fuck.”
I cocked an eyebrow at that reply. It was then that I decided to read his mind and see the thoughts he wasn’t speaking. It was true, he was horny beyond reason, and was barely keeping it together. He was a barbarian in every sense of the word, a man who took what he wanted and made no apologies. But he wasn’t fully sure of what it was that he hungered for.
“Once we reach the inn, I will tend to your needs personally,” I said.
***
No sooner than I entered the room Titus and I shared at the inn we stayed at during the daylight hours, Marco was on me, pinning me to the wall and ripping at my clothing in order to sate his lusts and hunger.
“Oh my!” Titus commented with a chuckle.
I swept my foot under Marco’s ankles, knocking him to the floor, then placed my booted foot on his chest, pinning him in place. I looked down at him, making sure we had eye contact.
“Never think to put your hands on me in that manner again,” I warned.
“Apologies,” he grounded out. “My desires are rampant.”
“I see that. Understand, it will not be your cock in my ass, but mine in yours. Remove your clothes,” I instructed, and he gave me a disappointed expression. “That doesn’t appease you?” I asked, not that I gave a damn. He was my child, he belonged to me. I would have him any way I wanted.
“I can seek out a horny boy’s cunt on my own, Father,” he said.
“I gave you a command. I expect you to follow it,” I said, then removed my foot from his chest so he could undress.
He climbed to his feet and with trepidation, and began removing his tunic. He dropped it to the floor and stood before me naked, and I got to see him in his full glory again. He was a hairy beast, covered in it from head to toe. His muscles were toned, no doubt from the many hours he spent training and fighting. His skin was kissed by the sun and a beautiful golden shade. He was also very handsome for a man so savage. There were old scars here and there, but the wounds he had before I’dembracedhim were gone. I found his scars to be beautiful and as much a part of him as the color of his eyes.
He still smelled of foul scents from when he was human, but I cast that aside. I wanted to fuck him in his rawness, to claim him as mine in a different way. I began removing my clothes and told him to lie on the bed.
I read his mind as he walked toward the bed. He wasn’t happy about this switch in roles as he was used to conquering many boys, young men, and lasses. A man of seemingly unquenchable appetites for wine, sex, and food. Titus stripped out of his clothing and climbed onto my bed along with Marco, and I followed suit. I took my position between Marco’s legs and slicked my own juices over my cock, getting it ready to penetrate my son’s ass.
I pushed forward and he grunted as he arched a bit off the bed. Oh, he was blessedly tight and hot and I loved the way it felt being inside of him. It was different from fucking any other vampire or even Ara. It was almost similar to how it felt when Tylendel let me fuck him. That bit of dragon heat and passion emanating from within. I had it, and it would seem my children had it too, but not on the same level as me. Interesting.
Marco’s face transformed from one showing discomfort as I entered him, to one of pleasure. He moaned as I began to pump my cock inside of him. I felt as if I were fucking some sort of man beast as his hairy thighs rubbed against me. I loved it, I loved everything about him. His ferocious grunts of pleasure to his uncouth demeanor. I didn’t want to change anything about him.
“You two look amazing fucking,” Titus said as he pinched Marco’s nipple.
I brushed Titus’ fingers away, feeling increasingly possessive over Marco.
“Well, aren’t we being selfish. Don’t want to share your son?” he asked.
I was breathing hard as I fucked Marco, pounding away at his ass with the force I knew he wanted. “No,” I said. The word came from me without any thought and Titus scoffed.
“Fine.” He climbed off the bed and onto his own. “I’ll just watch.”
I didn’t even know why I had reacted that way or had said what I said. Titus was my brother, albeit our relationship wasn’t nearly on par with the one I had with Karim. Still, I didn’t hate him like I hated Nolan. Why did I not want to share my son with him? I pushed the thought aside as the pleasure began to mount inside of me and I knew Marco was coming too.
“Ahhh fuck! Fuuuck!” Marco groaned as he stroked his cock until he erupted in a creamy flow that squirted all over his chest, leaving lovely white, sticky puddles that nestled beautifully in the mat of hair that covered his torso.
I came inside of him, jerking uncontrollably as I released my entire load. I was sweating and panting and feeling very relaxed. Sated. The hunger I’d been feeling for sex was satisfied and I was ready to lounge. I pulled out, my cock wet with shit, cum, and other fluids. I watched in fascination and lust as Marco wiped some of his own cum from his chest and began to lick it off his fingers.
