Page 98 of Theoden
He shuddered with a moan that was filled with utter delight. “Oh shit, this is delicious.” He scooped up more of his cum and sucked it off his fingers, and it answered a question for me. What he was hungry for. Sex was enjoyable, but it fed me, not him. The culmination of our sex was what he needed. I found that to be extraordinary.
I wondered what else was different between us and what was the same? I watched as he cleaned his own cum from his chest, then I walked over to our wash basin and used the cloth to cleanse my cock and crotch area. I wet it and returned to the bed, handing it to Marco.
“I need more than this, Father,” he said, laughing at the cloth.
He was right, he needed a full bath. “There is a stream a mile away from this inn, go bathe in it, then return before the sun rises,” I said.
He nodded. “I know where it’s at, Father.” He climbed off the bed and put his tunic back on, then left.
“So, he needs to feed off the seed of a man?” Titus asked, coming to the same conclusion I had.
I nodded. “He does, and I’m sure the same may be true for all of my children.”
“I could have given him a fresh squirt if you weren’t so selfish,” Titus commented.
I sighed. “I don’t know why I reacted that way. I’m sorry.”
He waved his hand dismissively. “I’m not Karim. I’m sure that had something to do with it, brother.”
I pursed my lips as I thought about what he’d said. Did that hold weight? I shook my head. “I do not think I would have wanted to share with Karim either.”
Titus cocked an eyebrow. “Ahhh, well then, perhaps it is because he is your first son, it is understandable that you are possessive of him. I am possessive of mine. Ara is possessive of us. It’s natural for us to be that way. And let us not forget your dragon blood. By that nature, it would make you a hoarder.”
That could be a reason, I would not rule it out.
“When he returns, if you are both inclined, you may feed him,” I said.
“Now that I think about it, I’m concerned if he has your venom. One slip of his fang and I could be dead. Forgive me if I’m a bit cautious about putting my cock in your newborn’s mouth.”
That was something else I needed to check on. Did Marco have my venom, and if he did, how potent was it? Could he kill a vampire or werewolf, or just sicken them? I would spend the next few nights testing my son’s limits and abilities. I climbed into the bed and continued to converse with my brother.
“Why were you never concerned about me biting you when you shoved your cock in my mouth?” I asked.
Titus laughed. “Because, for one reason, you feared and respected Father, as you should have. You would not have risked hurting us.”
He was right. I knew if I were to infect my brothers with my venom, it would mean my death. To be honest, the thought only ever occurred to me when Nolan had his cock in my mouth. “You do not trust my son?”
Titus shrugged. “He isn’t you. I see that he respects you, but he doesn’t know you as you knew Father. You knew what the consequences were if you were to disobey him. Marco is only a few hours old. Neither of you even know if he has venom, he may get a bit rambunctious.”
I chuckled softly, because Titus had a point. Marco, I knew, would not hurt my brother on purpose, but in his zeal to feed on his seed, he may nick my brother. That, I could not allow. “Fair enough, brother.”
“Will you brand him as you said you would?” Titus asked me.
“Not only will I brand him with the symbol of my House, but I will also have him pledge his loyalty to me and to our Father’s kingdom with an oath,” I said. I was excited to initiate the ceremony. To make Marco mine, officially. It would be my first order of business once we returned home.
“I am happy that you found your first child, little brother,” Titus said, and I smiled.
Almost two hours passed before my son returned. He was clean now, his hair wet all over like a bear. I could also smell the scent of fresh blood on him and knew he fed again. I could also smell the scent of a man’s seed on him as well. That, I didn’t care for. “I can move faster than lightning, Father,” he proclaimed.
“You have many gifts, my son. Most you have yet to discover. Who did you feed on?”
“Norman soldiers, my enemy, Father.”
“And did you fuck these men?”
Marco frowned, as if my question insulted him. “Not the Norman rats. I would never give them the pleasure of my cock, Father.”
“Until I give you permission otherwise, you will not give anyone else the pleasure of your cock. Do you understand me?” I lowered the tone of my voice so Marco could see that his actions displeased me.
