The Dragon Ing

All characters are over 18. Introduction of potential double ownership. Bit of m/m still included.

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We stood just outside the castle in the courtyard. A big black horse was being lead over to us.

"Most of them don't mind our smell," the man said as he handed over the reigns. "They seemed to have trained and treated their horses better than most of their people."

Hands landed on my hips and hauled me up into the saddle. Then Malack climbed up behind me. The garment gapped and I showed an obscene amount of leg on either side of the horse. Malack's hands went to my exposed waist. When we heard a commotion, Malack turned the horse to look. I gasped.

People were being lead out into the courtyard. They were all naked and they had boards rectangle boards locked around their necks with their arms trapped on either side of their necks. The king was lead out first and the guards laughed as he stumbled and fell before helping him to his feet. The men looked angry while the women sobbed. I thought that I wouldn't have cared what happened to them.

"Do you feel sorry for them?"

"Yes," I answered honestly.

"Why?" There was nothing but curiosity in his voice.

"Because they are scared and suffering. I know what that feels like."

Malack didn't respond. Instead he barked out an order and the castle gates opened and dragon guards surrounded the nobles and escorted them out of the gates. A few dragon guards on horses waited around the dragon king and I as we watched the people shuffle out. When Malack urged his horse to walk, we swayed with the horse as it started out of the castle.

Outside of the castle gates, the streets were lined with it's citizens. They all stared at the procession. Some cheered but most stayed silent. They're eyes tracked from the naked bodies of their nobles, to the guards, then to the man sitting behind me.

"They're lives are about to get better, they just don't know it yet," Malack said into my ear.

"How?" How could their lives get better?

"Your king took everything they had so he and his kind could live the way he was. My people will help them. They will spread into the country where the farms are barely able to get by and we will help plant food, raise better stock and start to heal this country."

"Why would you care?"

"Your king either forgot or ignored what we are. Dragon's are the stewards of the land. His ancestors signed treaties when they settled here. They slowly disregarded it over time until we decided to reclaim the land. We aren't monsters, Wyn. We'll take care of the people who suffered at the hands of the greedy and cruel."

We rode down the streets in silence after that. We hadn't gotten very far before we heard yelling and laughing at the start. Malack motioned and a man on a horse rode ahead of us to check it out. He returned laughing.

"They brought their rotten food to give back to the king," he stated. I wasn't sure what he meant and why he was laughing. It wasn't until the horses started walking over food in the road before I realized that they were throwing spoiled food at the king and his nobles.

Finally we turned down the road into a wide open space that was usually set up as a market. But the stalls were cleared away. Along one building was a platform with chairs. Tables were set up around the outside of the open area. There were two large dragons in the courtyard and the people avoided them. Malack dismounted and pulled me down after him. The stones were cool and smooth beneath my bare feet as we walked to the platform and Malack guided me to a chair. I sat.

"Behold your king!" Malack yelled. "Behold the man who took everything from you and lived greedily off the backs of its hard working, starving citizens. He is no longer your king. I am."

I tuned Malack out as he spoke about the changes they would make and how they would help them live better lives. I glanced at the faces of the crowd and they all looked scared but also enraptured with the dragon king. When he was done with his speech, he sat in the chair next to me. We watched as dragon guards brought in trays of food and put them all over the open tables.

"Eat!" Malack cried out and people cautiously approached the tables and began eating. The trays were replaced with more food as they emptied.

"Where..." I began.

"I had my men raid all the homes of the nobles and kings stores. They had so much food stored away. It was more than they could eat. So much of it would have gone to waste and they would have let it rot before they gave it to the poor to eat."

As the people got their fill of food, their attention turned to the naked nobles who nervously shifted in their bindings.

"What happens to them?"

"They will endure whatever their people decide today and then they will become slaves. They will live better lives than any of their subjects did, but they will serve others for the rest of their lives."

"Your brother has arrived," one of the dragon guards said when he approached the bottom of the platform.

"You better get out of his seat," Malack said cheerily. He pulled me from the chair and into his lap. He situated my legs to go outside both of his.

More men entered the space. And a man who looked almost like Malack walked up to the platform and took a seat in the newly vacated chair.

"I see you've made quick work of this place," the stranger said.

"It was easier than we thought. They're armies were better trained than the guards, but not by much." I decided it was better if I kept my attention on anything other than what was on the platform. I tried hard to ignore them as they talked what had happened the previous day.

"Was this the best you could do, brother?" The stranger grabbed my chin and forced my head to look at him. "She's too skinny."

"They all are."

I struggled against him when he leaned over and kissed me. Malack laughed as his arms wrapped about my chest, keeping me in place.

"Wyn, meet my brother, the other dragon king, Velack," Malack said when his brother pulled away.

"Have you fed her yet? She needs more weight on her."

"We've started feeding them and her."

"Good."

Their attention turned to the crowd and they watched for hours as people poked, prodded and eventually started to use the naked nobles. The former king stood, untouched as he was forced to watch as many of his people were pushed to the ground and were servicing guards and citizens alike. It wasn't long before I let my head rest against Malack.

"How can you both be kings?" I whispered after a while.

"Our parents refused to chose which of us would be king. When we were old enough, instead of fighting, we decided we both would be king. Dragons don't have the same power problem as humans do. We saw it as a way provide double the care to our people."

"Have you told her about the rest?"

"Velack..." Malack rumbled. Velack burst out into laughter. Velack reached over and pulled me off Malack and into his lap. I cried out as he settled me sideways over his lap, facing both him and Malack.

"You've had her long enough, brother," Velack declared. He wrapped his arms around me tight, molding me to him as best he could and then kissed me. It was a hard kiss, nothing about it was gentle. I was worried about another public affair but his hands never ventured over my body, just molded me to him.

"She comes with an interesting problem," Malack told him nonchalantly. Velack tore his lips from me and turned to look at Malack. His hand came up to cup my head and pushed me into his shoulder, my nose resting against his neck. I closed my eyes as his hand trailed through my hair. The low rumble of his voice against me tried to lull me into sleep.

They talked while I zoned out. I couldn't remember the last time someone just held me. I should feel shame and I probably would later. But right now, I enjoyed the gentle heat of the sun, the strong arms that held me, and my stomach that wasn't empty. There was a part of me that wondered if this was all a dream or nightmare and that I'd wake up in the barracks.

I dozed on and off, barely taking in anything that was around me. Soon I became aware of the hand on my ankle, the hand playing with my hair and the other hand playing at the skin the garment exposed at my waist. My hands had fisted into Velack's shirt at some point and my joints hurt from the grip I had.

"I think it's time we fed this girl," Velack declared. Malack grunted his agreement. I shifted in the lap I sat in as Malack called out for plates to be made. Then plates were handed over along with cups that were close to overflowing.

Valeck moved the plate away when I reached for the food. The blush I had crept up my face and I dropped my hands. I turned my gaze to the people below. When fingers tried to feed me, I turned my head away.

"You can eat from my hand or I'll eat it off your naked body in front of everyone here," Velack said into my ear. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened my mouth. His fingers pushed bits of food inside my mouth, fingers lingering, forcing me to close around his finger.

"Suck my finger clean." So I did. Each time he fed me, I sucked his finger clean. "I almost wanted you to refuse to eat. I'd like eating this food off your body."

I tried to protest but he let his finger linger inside my mouth before he let it slip out. After a few bites, he raised the cup to my lips. It was wine. He tipped it back until I was forced to chug it with the liquid spilling over the sides, down my face and neck. He finally pulled way when I started coughing the liquid.

"Easy brother, don't drown her," Malack said, taking the cup away from him. Malack had turned in his chair, a leg casually thrown over the arm of the chair to watch me. I felt like my cheeks couldn't get any hotter.

Velack frowned down at the plate after I tucked my head back into his shoulder, shaking my head at more food.

"She eats like a bird," Velack said.

"Maybe because she isn't used to eating more than two measly meals a day," Malack suggested.

Velack let me lie against him as he ate the rest of the food. He ate it as if he wasn't in a hurry and as if no one would dare to take his food away. He was big and muscled, just like his brother. I bet no one messed with him and stole his food.

"What is this problem that comes with her," Velack finally asked. I struggled to stay still.

"Her fellow guard. Been in love with her since they both were forced to join and got paired together."

"Have you let him fuck her?"

"No," Malack laughed. "Not yet. He's been working his way to earning it."

Velack chest vibrated with his low chuckle. I turned my head into his chest and pressed. I wanted to disappear. I liked Damien. There were a handful of guards that got recruited together and we stuck with each other. I had wanted to escape with Damien, but also with the rest of our friends. But there was a part of me that couldn't hide from the fact that there was a part of me that had wanted him too.

"We've seen enough. What are you doing with those ones," Velack asked.

"Well, we should talk about how long they should sit out here before we place them. The guards could build some pillories fast and we could sit them out here for a couple days. No more than three days, I think."

"I agree."

Malack stood and stretched before he stepped down the platform in search of the dragon guards. After a few moments, Malack motioned and Velack stood with too much ease with me in his arms.

"I can walk," I said softly, embarrassed at how much air I could feel where the garment wasn't covering.

"I know," Velack said, not putting me down.

Velack followed Malack into a less crowded part and I gasped in shock and fear when Malack changed into his dragon form. He was huge. The few people around us screamed and scrambled away from him. Velack set me down and walked away. When he changed, my flight or fight response finally kicked in. I turned to run.

I heard the claws of one dragon as it bound after me. I screamed when a clawed hand grasped me and then pushed off the ground into the air. Fear chocked me as the ground quickly dropped away from us and I had to squeeze my eyes shut. I held on for dear life as if my grip would save me if who ever had me decided to let me go.

The wind whipped my hair against my face as we flew, sticking a bit to where my tears shed. All I could hear was my heartbeat in my ears. It took a moment for me to realize I wasn't in a clawed hand anymore but curled tightly into a ball on the ground. I was shaking uncontrollably when hands reached down and tried to pry me out of my ball. When they failed, I was picked up off the ground and held against a chest with my arms still tightly wound around my legs and my face crushed to my knees.

"Maybe we should have warned her," someone said softly.

"Wyn!" A cry called out before I heard a grunt.

My head snapped up as I saw Velack had Damien by the throat as he glared down at him. I fought the arms around me until they were forced to let me go. Then I ran and got between the two, holding on to Damien as if his life depended on it.

"Is this our problem?" Velack asked.

"Yes, that's him."

The hand around his throat loosened and ended up on my shoulder. Then we were being pulled apart. I cried out as I tried to keep my grip on him but couldn't manage to hold on to him. Then I was spun and thrown over a shoulder. When I struggled a hand slapped my ass hard until I lay still over the shoulder.

"Bring him and show me where we are staying," Velack demanded, sounding as if all the patience in the world had fled him. I gripped the shirt underneath me as I tried best to stay still. I was still shaking, though not as hard when we first landed. I think. He'd walked some distance before being upside down was starting to make me dizzy.

"Let me walk," I croaked into his back. He stopped walking. "Please."

Gently, I was set on my feet. Then I was spun hard until I spun into his chest. Arms held me tight like irons.

"You now owe me a favor," Velack said and I swallowed. Hard. I looked at his chest and then nodded my agreement. He bend until his lips were at my ear. "I should make you walk back to the room naked."

My hands gripped his shirt as I shivered in his arms. His hand pressed against my lower back into his erection. His other forced my head up and lips crashed down hard on mine. It didn't take much coaxing before I was kissing him back. His hand held my face to his for just a moment. Then both hands went to my shoulders, fingers toying with the straps of the garment. Then the garment was pulled down until it caught at my elbows.

"Velack," Malack sighed. Velack pulled away from me, grinned as he pulled back and the garment fell to just below my breasts. When I tried to cover my breasts he took my wrists in one hand and pulled me after him as he followed Malack.

The dragon guards didn't gawk at me, but servants and other people stopped to stare as we walked past. Velack chuckled when we heard a tray hit the floor. I wanted to keep my eyes down but Velack was pulling me so I was forced to walk fast and pay attention to where we were going. Then we finally made it to the former king's rooms.

I stumbled when I was shoved inside.

"This is barely adequate, brother," Velack said as he trailed in the room behind me. The rooms looked spacious to me, but maybe they liked to spend time in their dragon form. I was pretty sure their dragon form wouldn't fit in any of these room.

"We can either renovate or deal. Plus we have to decide if we stay here or if we send for one of the others."

Others? Oh gods, tell me there aren't more of them.

"I think we should start with making a rule that Wyn doesn't have clothing on when in the room," Velack said and Malack laughed.

"That is a great first rule."

A shiver went through me as hands tugged at the garment from behind and it fell in a pool at my feet. Hands turned me and before I could understand what was going on I was shoved to my knees and face to face with Velack's huge hard cock. My startled gaze looked up.

"You owe me for letting you walk half naked back to the room," Velack reminded me.

I closed my eyes briefly in defeat before I opened my mouth and licked at the head of his cock. A hand snaked into my hair but let me have freedom, for now. I licked around the head before I finally decided to just get it over with. I opened my mouth and let his cock slide inside my mouth. I pushed my head down to take as much as I could before backing away. I bobbed my head a few times before his hand at my hair shoved my face down further, forcing the cock to the back of my throat. He relented when I started to gag and then used his hand to the tempo he wanted on his cock. I tried hard to trail my tongue along his cock as it his hips started to thrust along with his hand.

I groaned in pain when his hand gripped my hair harder, which seemed to spur him on faster. His hips worked against my mouth as I was now just trying to hang on while he fucked my face. Then he thrust my face down until my nose was nestled into his hair and forced my head to stay still as his cock pulsed and twitched inside my throat. Then he was coming and I was forced to swallow to avoid choking.

I sank my butt to the floor when he let go of me and backed away. When I looked up Malack has his cock out in Damien's mouth. He wasn't looking down at Damien. He was looking at me. A blush crept over me as I realized he had probably watched the whole time.

"Go to him while me and your boy have a talk," Velack said as he pulled me to my feet. He patted my ass to get me moving and then grabbed Damien by the hair and pulled him up to his feet and roughly hauled him into the bedroom.

I stood awkwardly before Malack, arms crossed over my chest. Malack sat looking at me. He held out a hand and after only a moment of hesitation, I took it and he pulled me until I straddled his lap. His hard cock rested between us. He took my hand and closed it around his cock before pushing my hand back to my entrance, helping me line him up to push inside. Once the head was in his hands went to my hips and pulled me down until I was fully seated on top of him. Then I just stared at him.

"I-I don't know what to do," I admitted. His hands went to my hips and guided me, rocking me up and down on top of him. He started pushing his hips up into me and I gasped. It hit just the right spot and my movements became a little jerkier trying to chase the sensation.

Hands came around and toyed with my breasts and I looked over my shoulder to Velack. He grinned down at me when he pinched my nipples and pulled, tormenting me. I cried out. After he worked my nipples his hands slid down my rib cage and landed on my ass. A loud slap rang through the air and I cried out, trying to move away, but Malack's hands kept me riding him.

After a few slaps, Velack's hands massaged my ass before a hand went to my face, a finger pushing inside my mouth. I suckled on it like I knew he wanted. Then the hand was gone and the finger was tracing my puckered hole. I tensed.

"Wait, no!" I cried. Malack pulled my chest to his, giving his brother full access to push his finger inside me while Malack continued to pump his hips up into me. It burned as his finger slowly worked inside me. "Please don't."

Malack's hips stopped and he held me to his chest, preventing me from squirming away from the finger. When a second finger tried to join the first I thought I was going to pass out. I buried my face in Malack's neck and let it muffle my cries. When both fingers were planted inside me, Malack started pumping his hips up into me, slowly working up to his previous tempo. When he grunted out his release, the fingers in my ass gently withdrew. Malack didn't make any move to pull out of me. Instead his hands rubbed my back and petted my hair until I was no longer crying and breathing normally.