©Copyright Jambrea Jo Jones November 2010

JambiLand Publishing

Cover art by Valerie Tibbs

http://tibbsdesign.com

Edited by J.R. Patrick

http://www.jrpatrick.com

1. the setting ~

an abandoned stone tower... or is it...

2. some background to one of the main protags ~

one

wishes the seven guys he lived with were more his type

3.

another character/s ~

It was a tie! I LOVE when it's a tie.

Jambrea has to include a snarky side kick AND a talking
wand in her story. Woot!

4. a conflict ~

a dragon thinks the virgin hero would make

a yummy meal *Perves!*

5. an object/phrase to be mentioned in the story
somewhere ~

'Where the fuck is a Fairy Godmother when you need one?'

“Where the fuck is a fairy godmother when you need one?”
Blaze asked in frustration.

“You know they’re a myth.” Ember cocked a brow at him.

“So are dragon shifters, but here we are,” Blaze countered.

“Hardy-har-har.” Ember slapped him on the back.

“Just shut it and help me get out of these damn weeds.
You’d think they were alive the way they’re clinging.” Not
only was he stuck, but the day wasn’t going how he’d
planned.

“It’s your own damn fault. Why did you want to go to that
stupid tower today anyway? It’s been empty for centuries.”
Ember tugged at a particularly stubborn weed around
Blaze’s ankle.

“I heard about it yesterday at the pub. One of the stooges
said they saw something strange there and I want to check
it out.”

“Yeah, right. You know those idiots were pulling your tail.
You just want to get away from your roommates.”

“You would too. All they care about is working out and
shifting. I’m sick of it. Why can’t any of them be normal?” It
had almost come out as a whine. Blaze cleared his throat.

“By normal do you mean fuckable by your standards? And
why did you have to move in with not one or two, but

seven

dragon shifters. That was just asking for a headache.”

“You’re just jealous you’re not the one living there. I know
you want Pyre’s ass.” Blaze smirked.

“Shut the fuck up. Besides, it’s Flame I want. Pyre is a
dillhole.

There, you’re free. I’m outta here. If I wanted to be
tormented I would have stayed home.”

“I’m sorry, man. Just, do this. For me. I’ll see what I can do
to hook you and Flame up.” Blaze patted Ember on the
back.

“Toss in Spark and we have a deal.”

“They’re not toys. It’s not like I can just hand them over you
know.”

“Hey, it was worth a shot.” Ember winked at him.

“Come on, let’s go. As long as we stay out of these damn
weeds we’ll get to the tower in no time.”

“This is a waste of time. We could be picking up some tail.
But nooo…,” Ember trailed off.

“Fizzle and Char said they saw movement when they flew
over it the other day.”

“They were probably flying while drunk. You can’t believe
anything those two tell you. I wouldn’t be surprised if Scorch
put them up to it.

You need to ditch those guys. They’re always pulling
pranks. Well, Flame could stay. Never mind, he can shack
up with me. But I’m telling you, this is a prank to get you out
of the lair. Who knows what they get up to when you aren’t
there to keep them in line. Probably drunken bingo or
naked twister. Oh! I know. They do target practice in your
room. I bet they are trashing your stuff as we speak.”

“Doesn’t matter. I just know I

have

to check it out. Now stop

taunting me, jackass. We’re here.” Blaze pushed on the
door at the base of the stone tower. It wouldn’t budge.

“Bet you wish you had one of the work-out buds now.”

“Shut up and help me,” Blaze gritted out as he pushed
harder.

The creaking wood made Blaze smile. They were in.

“Now what?”

“We hunt.”

“And just what are we hunting, oh mystical one?”

“I’ll know it when I see it. I just have this feeling. Something

big is about to happen.”

“Yeah. I’m going to beat the crap out of you for dragging me
along on this wild hare of yours.”

“You wish. I’d take you down.”

“Oh, you want to go down. You’ve always wanted a piece of
this.” Ember ran a hand over his chest until he reached his
groin and cupped it.

“Knock it off. There’s something here. I know it.” Blaze
looked around. The tower was dingy and crumbly. It was
attached to a bigger castle, but Blaze wanted nothing to do
with that space. His interest was in the tower itself.
Cobwebs coated the walls and a musky scent filled the air.
He stepped on a loose stone and almost slipped. He bent
by the stairs and picked up the object.

“What the hell is this? Looks like a type of wand.”

“Put me down, you big brute,” a voice floated up from the
star at the tip.

“Fuck!” Blaze dropped the wand.

“Great, just great. First you manhandle me and now you
drop me.

What are you? An idiot?”

“Damn, Blaze. You not only found a magic wand, but one
that talks. Lucky you.”

“Just once, Ember. Just once could you keep your mouth
shut? I know it must be difficult, but I’m sure you can
manage.” Blaze dropped to his haunches and poked at the
wand.

“If you two ladies want to bicker, could you leave me on the
stand over there? And stop poking at me. You don’t see me
tapping all over you.”

“How did you get here? Are you alone?” Blaze looked
around the space, but nothing screamed at him that people
had been there recently.

But who would leave a magical wand just lying around?

“None of your business, but I think you should leave. Now
would be good. Leave me on the stand and back out the
way you came in. Go on now. Don’t anger me, and I’ll be
nice.”

“Yeah, you and what army? We aren’t leaving until we’re
ready.” Ember towered over Blaze and the wand.

“

Now

you want to stay.” Blaze released an exasperated

breath. He looked down at the slight ticking coming from
the ground. The wand had started to glow and shake. This

couldn’t be good. Nope. Not at all.

“What the fuck!”

His attention moved up to Ember and he had to force
himself not to laugh. It was a struggle. Ember was now the
proud owner of pigtails and breasts.

“Well, she did warn you—”

“Fuck you, Blaze. Take it back, Wand.” Ember glared down
at his tits and shook his head.

“The two of you leave and I’ll reverse the girly bits. But you
must leave now.”

“I can’t,” Blaze whispered.

“What was that, young dragon?”

“How do you know what we are? It isn’t possible.” Ember’s
voice sounded muffled. Blaze turned to see Ember playing
with his new appendages and rolled his eyes.

“I know a lot and you would do well to listen to me, young
dragon.

Now hush up. I wasn’t talking to you,” the wand scolded.

Blaze picked it back up and cradled the magical item in his

hands.

“Do you have a name or does everyone just call you
Wand?”

“How nice of you to ask. Blaze, is it? I do have a name. It’s
Glenda.

No witch jokes please. Now I’ll ask again. What was it you
said a second ago?”

“I can’t leave. Not yet,” Blaze repeated firmly.

“And why is that, dear?” Glenda pressed.

“I’m supposed to be here. I can feel it. Something is calling
to me and I have to find it. I can’t leave until I do.”

“And those are the magic words I wanted to hear. You’re
the one.” Now she was talking in riddles. First they were
supposed to leave and now he was the one?

Blaze tried for a polite tone. “I don’t understand,”

“You’ll see. Put me down and go up those stairs to your
right. You will find what you’re searching for.”

Blaze hurried to obey. He knew it. What he needed

was

here.

“Will you be okay down here?” he questioned.

“I’ve been here for years. Don’t worry about me, child. Go.
Your destiny awaits.”

“What? Just wait one God damned minute. What about
me?” Ember sounded pissed.

Blaze paused at the base of the stairs with one hand on the
banister. “I have to do this, Em. I’m so close I can taste it.”

“That’s all well and good for you, but I don’t want tits for the
rest of my life. If I liked them, I wouldn’t be gay,” Ember
shouted.

Blaze chuckled. “Glenda?”

“Oh, all right. I’m only doing this because you asked, Sir
Blaze.” If Glenda were human she would be wearing a pout
and her arms would be crossed. He was starting to like the
magic wand. She was giving Ember a run for his money. It
was about time someone took the snarky bastard down a
peg or two.

A whoosh sounded, interrupting his thoughts. Ember was
once again boobless.

“Can we go now? The feeling. It’s getting stronger. I have to
follow it.”

“I don’t know why you’re so excited. You have no idea what
the fuck you’re going to find up there.”

“I’m going up. You can come with me or not. I don’t care.”
Blaze moved, one step at a time. He wanted to race up the
stairs, but he was cautious. Ember was right. Who knew
what he could be walking into? It could be an elaborate
hoax set up by his housemates, but somehow he thought
they were too lazy to go through the trouble.

Wind ruffled the hair at the back of his head. He turned to
see that Ember had shifted to his smaller dragon form.
Most stories left out the fact that dragons had two sizes. Not
every situation called for a big hulking beast.

“Why did you shift?”

Ember’s response slammed into his head.

It felt right and weren’t you the one with all the “I feel like I
must”?

Well, this is

my

instinct kicking in. It’s easier to get to my

bigger form from

this one. And you would have thought of

that if you weren’t on this weird

quest. Stupid. That’s all I

have to say—

“Enough. And thank you. Now stop talking.” Blaze continued
up the steps with Ember right behind him. He wondered if

he should shift too, just in case, but decided against it. He
wanted to be in human form when he discovered what had
drawn him to this place.

Finally at the top, he stopped short. There was a long
hallway with three doors, all of them closed.

Eenie meenie miney moe

snaked through his head. He

tried to block Ember out. This was too important. He was
on the cusp of the rest of his life. The feeling would not go
away.

And like that, he knew the door. The middle one. He walked
toward it with no hesitation. He pushed against the door
and it gave way with nary a whisper.

Blaze grabbed his chest at the sight before him. His heart
did a wild dance, determined to beat its way out of its
cavity. Light filtered in through the window, casting a glow
on a bed displayed on a platform. In the middle, the most
handsome man he had ever seen lay in repose, his lips
rosy red, his skin alabaster white and the most beautiful
crown of blonde hair. Blaze wondered what color his eyes
would be. He bet they were sky blue.

What’s going on? Oh, hot damn. I’d take a bite of that.

Blaze growled low in his throat.

Damn, do you smell that?

Blaze shook his head. His senses weren’t as sharp in
human form.

Virgin. Move out of the way. I want some of that—

“

Out!”

Blaze roared.

Ember shifted to his human form immediately. The other
dragon stumbled out the door and Blaze slammed it shut
behind him. He turned to the bed to find the vision of
loveliness sitting up. Blaze took a step closer. God, vision
didn’t even begin to describe the heavenly creature.

He half-expected woodland creatures to break out in song.
Blaze looked into grass green eyes. He’d been wrong
about the eye color, but the green suited the man.

“Who-who are you?”

That voice. Blaze could wax poetic about the way it
caressed his skin.

“Sir? Who are you and what are you doing in my
chambers?” Blaze wiped his now sweaty palms along his
pants. He shouldn’t be this nervous.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I’m Blaze Du’Car.”
He held out his hand. “And you?”

“I’m Enrique Von Stein. This is my home. You still haven’t
answered my other question.”

“The wand. Um…Glenda? She told me to come up here.
Saying I was ‘The One.’ I’ve been fascinated with this tower
for ages and when two of my roommates said they saw
movement, I had to come here. Today. It had to be today. I
have no idea why. And now I’ve found you. You’re beautiful.
If you don’t mind me saying so.” Blaze finally shut his mouth.

He knew he sounded like a fool but he couldn’t help himself.

He crept closer to Enrique. The need to touch the other
man was overwhelming.

“Glenda told you to come to my room?” Enrique asked.

“Yes.” Blaze knelt by the side of the bed. Enrique licked his
plump red lips and Blaze was entranced. His gaze followed
that tongue.

“What exactly did she say?” Enrique whispered.

Blaze moved closer. So close that he could almost feel
Enrique’s moist mouth under his. The man smelled of
sunshine and chocolate.

One taste couldn’t hurt.

Their lips touched when he spoke. “She told me I’d said the

magic words. That I was the one and I would find what I was
looking for. She was right.”

Blaze brushed his lips back and forth over Enrique’s.
Gentle touches. Enrique moaned. Blaze pressed harder.
His tongue demanded entrance. Enrique yielded to him.
Blaze’s hands shook, but he managed to cup Enrique’s
face, holding him in place.

Enrique gasped and Blaze took full advantage. He sank his
tongue deep.

Perfection.

The kiss was like no other. Blaze tasted a hint of mint and a
unique flavor that must be all Enrique. He didn’t even think
on how the man could taste so fresh after being woken up
mere minutes before. He really didn’t care. He just wanted
to savor the flavor of the man who was going to change the
path of his life.

Thump, thump, thump.

Was that his heart or Enrique’s?

Thump,

thump, thump.

Wait, where was that coming from?

“What—” Enrique pulled back.

It was as if a bubble had burst. Enrique moved away from
him.

“Come on, Blaze. Stop fucking around with Prince

Charming and let me back in. And if you’re getting busy I
want to watch. You dragged my ass all the way up here and
you’re going to leaving me hanging outside the door? Let
me in before that bitch of a wand turns me into something
else.”

“Who is that?” Enrique blinked. He looked so innocent with
his cheeks rosy red from the heated exchange his lips
swollen. Blaze wanted another taste, but stopped himself to
answer Enrique’s question.

“That.” He sighed. “That is my friend Ember. If we ignore
him, maybe he will

go away

.” Blaze stressed the last two

words for Ember’s benefit.

“Not happening, bro.”

“Maybe we should let him in. Or do you think he could bring
Glenda up? We should all talk.”

Enrique scrambled off the bed. He was even more
breathtaking now that Blaze could see all of him. Tall and
thin, he had a lanky build.

Not at all like Blaze’s fellow dragon shifters. The man’s
chest was defined, but not bulky. Blazed wanted to lick
Enrique. Every inch of him.

God, and what was Enrique wearing? The short shorts left
nothing to the imagination. Blaze cleared his throat. “Could

you…uh…put some clothes on? Not that I’m not enjoying
this look, but there is no way in hell I’m letting Ember in here
with you looking like that.” His eyes widened at the full body
blush Enrique sported. Red looked good on the fair man.
Even his ears blushed.

“I—”

Blaze closed the distance between them and pulled
Enrique close.

Their bodies molded together. A perfect fit.

“Don’t be nervous around me.” Blaze nuzzled Enrique’s
neck. He nibbled and licked the soft skin,kissing any flesh
his mouth could reach.

Enrique shuddered in his arms and for a moment Blaze
forgot they weren’t alone. Ember didn’t let him forget for
long.

“Blaze. Damn it.”

“Shit,” he murmured. “We will finish this, babe. You have my
word.” Blaze looked into Enrique green eyes, mesmerized
by the dazed look

he

’d put there.

Blaze took a deep breath and stepped away. It was hard.
Hell, he was hard. “Go ahead. Get dressed.” He pitched his
voice toward the door.

“Ember, go get Glenda and bring her here. Then I’ll let you
in.”

“Fuck,” Ember grumbled, but Blaze could hear his footsteps
fading.

“How long have you been here?” Blaze reluctantly let go of
Enrique so the man could get dressed.

“I’ve always lived here,” came the muffled reply as Enrique
tugged a shirt over his head.

“How can that be possible? This place had been empty for
centuries and when we stepped in it felt deserted. Well,
until I walked into this room.” Blaze looked around the
chamber, really noticing it for the first time. It looked lived in.
Not a cobweb in sight. Decorated in deep blues and
greens, it radiated tranquility but also loneliness. Did
Enrique only have Glenda for company?

“A spell. But maybe we should wait for Glenda. She could
explain it far better than me.”

A knock at the door interrupted them.

“I have Glenda the good wand, now let me in. It’s creepy out
here.”

“The good wand? Keep it up and you’ll regret it, dragon

boy.” Blaze opened the door. “You’d better listen to her,
Em. Remember what happened last time. And since when
does anything scare the big bad Ember?”

“Whatever.” Ember pushed his way in. “Hey, handsome.
How you doin’?” Ember stopped just inside the door.

“I suggest you step away from Enrique, young dragon, or
you will not like the consequences,” Glenda warned.

“Why, you going to change me again?” There was laughter
in Ember’s voice.

“It is not me you have to worry about. I suggest you take a
good look at your friend.”

Ember turned toward him. “What the fuck, Blaze?”

“Don’t make me hurt you,” Blaze growled, mid-shift. “Mine.”

“Dude.” Ember threw his hands up as if to settle Blaze
down. “I got it. Back down. No touching. See? I’ll just—” He
pointed to a chair across the room and sat down.

Blaze closed his eyes and counted to ten. This possessive
feeling was new to him. He had never been quick to anger,
but this was the second time Ember’s actions had made
him want to rip the other dragon apart, limb by limb.

“Glenda? What is going on here?”

Enrique’s voice flowed over Blaze, calming him. That was a
good question and he couldn’t wait to hear Glenda’s
answer.

“I told you this day would come, sir. You should have more
faith.”

“Well, you haven’t told me yet, so why don’t we all sit down
for a little story time.” Blaze hated how short he sounded,
but it had been a long day and he just wanted to be alone
with Enrique.

“No need to get snippy, Sir Blaze.”

“What I need are answers. Why now? How come everyone
thinks this place has been empty? Enrique said he has
always been here.” Blaze looked over to see Enrique
standing awkwardly by the bed.

Blaze sat on the chaise lounge near Ember and patted the
seat beside him. Enrique smiled and hurried to his side.
Blaze nestled the man into his side and held him close.

“The tower is enchanted, of course. I am here as Enrique’s
guardian.”

“What are you guarding him against?” Ember piped up.

“Hush, young dragon and let me talk. A wizard put a spell
on the Von Stein family. Their firstborn son was to be turned

on the Von Stein family. Their firstborn son was to be turned
over to the wizard when he came of age unless the son
found his true mate. The Von Stein’s hid Enrique here and
enchanted the tower to keep him from the wizard’s
clutches.”

“And what does this have to do with me?” Blaze
questioned.

“You, Sir Dragon, are his mate. Haven’t you figured out that
part yet? The pull to this place? The fact that you can see
us? The spell surrounding this tower only lets the Von Stein
family see us.”

“Then explain how my housemates saw movement?” This
wasn’t making much sense.

“It was time. Enrique is ready. You’re ready. The stars
aligned.

Does it really matter? You two are meant to be. Once the
mating is complete, Enrique can come out of hiding and
take his rightful place by his father’s side.”

“What about the wizard? Won’t he be pissed and try to get
revenge?

And what about me once Enrique takes his place? Am I just
a service stud to get Enrique out of hiding?” Blaze hated
what Glenda’s words implied. He didn’t want to be used
and discarded.

“The wizard set the parameters of the spell. Once it is
broken he is prohibited from counteracting it,” Glenda
stated primly.

“But didn’t the Von Stein’s cheat by hiding Enrique?”
Ember questioned.

“I have asked my family the same question. I was prepared
to do what I must. I hate being sheltered and forced to hide.
I’m tired and lonely.”

Blaze turned toward Enrique. The defeated tone made his
heart clench. He grabbed his mate’s chin and focused on
his eyes.

“None of that matters now. We are mates. You don’t have to
hide any more. Hell, you can come home with me. As long
as you don’t mind a bunch of roommates.” He brushed his
lips over Enrique’s.

“We can worry about the details later. For now, the two of
you need to get better acquainted. I’m leaving to inform the
family.” A twitter sounded and with a poof of smoke, Glenda
was gone.

Blaze let go of Enrique’s chin and caressed his mate’s
chest. They were both wearing too many clothes.

“Well, that went well. Thanks for this wonderful afternoon.

Can we all get out of here now before some other fucked
up shit happens?” Ember stood and headed for the door.

“I can’t leave. Not until my mating is complete. I’ve tried
before.

The enchantment won’t let me.” Enrique sighed and
addressed Blaze,

“I’m sorry you were pulled into this. Maybe a mate isn’t what
you even want. This is my problem. I don’t want you to feel
obligated to stay. I’ll be fine here. I’m used to it.” Enrique
looked toward the floor.

Blaze couldn’t have this. There was a quiet strength in the
slight man and he wouldn’t let this thing break him.

“Not happening. I don’t know how much you know about
dragon shifters, but we take mating seriously.”

“But, you don’t even know me.”

“Doesn’t matter. My soul knows yours.” Blaze took
Enrique’s hand and placed it on his chest. He covered it
with his, letting the other man feel his heartbeat.

Ember snorted. “You two need to get a room.”

“We’re in a room. Why don’t you run along if you’ve got
somewhere better to be? I’m busy.” Blaze didn’t even

bother to look at Ember.

The room shook and his ears popped. He snapped his
head around to see Ember had shifted again. The air
began to shimmer. Was the wand coming back? This was
nothing like when she had left. Blaze pulled Enrique behind
him, protecting his mate from whatever was coming.

Ember’s smaller form grew. He must have felt the evil too.

A man appeared in the room. He raised his finger and
started talking, his countenance glowing. “I knew it was only
a matter of time.

I’ve found you now. You can’t—”

And Ember ate him.

“Who was that?” Blaze asked. “I hope it wasn’t a friend of
yours,” he said.

Enrique peered over his shoulder. “That was the wizard.”
He gulped and gripped Blaze’s shoulders.

Ember shifted back, rubbing his stomach. “A little spicy,
that one.”

“Damn it, Ember. You need to think before you act. What if
that man was family?” Blaze said it with a smile. It helped
that Enrique was peppering kisses across his shoulders.

They needed to be alone so he could feel those on his bare
skin.

“Come on, man. You felt the evil same as me. You should
be

thanking

me.”

“I’ll thank you. You don’t know what you’ve done. How can I
ever repay—”

“Stop.” Blaze placed his fingers over Enrique’s lips. “He
has a big enough ego. And you asking him what he
wants…there is no telling what he will request. A thank you
is all he needs. So, thank you, Ember. Now go home. I’ll
see you later. Maybe tomorrow. Hell, don’t come looking for
me for at least a week.”

Blaze grinned at the grumbling behind him as the footsteps
stomped away and the door slammed.

“Isn’t he your friend? I don’t think I understand,” Ember
whispered against his neck.

“I don’t understand myself. But enough about him. We’re
mates and I think it is time we get acquainted. Don’t you?”

“You don’t need to stay. With the wizard gone, I can go
home.”

“Didn’t you hear me? Mates are a big deal. You’re mine
now.” Blaze took Enrique’s ear in his mouth and sucked it

hard.

“But—but you know nothing about me.”

“So tell me about you,” Blaze breathed the words into
Enrique’s ear.

He licked the lobe he’d sucked on, caressed it with his
tongue until Enrique shivered. He followed the line down the
other man’s jaw until he reached the plump red lips. Blaze
didn’t kiss Enrique. No, he just pressed their lips together
and waited for him to speak.

“I’m not a morning person?”

Blaze took advantage and invaded the mouth under his.
Something clicked in his chest. This was so right. The
heavy feeling that had weighted him down lifted.

He released Enrique’s lips and picked him up.

“That’s good to know. We can sleep in.” Blaze threw
Enrique onto the bed and followed him down, settling his
body on top but bracing on his elbows so he didn’t crush
the smaller man.

“Okay. Yes. Okay then,” Enrique babbled.

“I think we need to be naked.” Blaze stood and started
undressing, making a show of it. He watched Enrique follow

his fingers as he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off.
His shoes and pants followed.

He left his underwear for last. He slipped them down his
thighs, allowing his swollen cock to jut free and slap his
stomach. He’d never been so turned on in his life.

Blaze took his cock in hand and stroked. Enrique licking his
lips was almost his undoing. He crawled back to the bed
where Enrique watched his every move.

“I don’t know….” Enrique’s words were timid.

“Don’t worry. I do know. Just lay back and enjoy.” Blaze
tugged at Enrique’s clothes until he was naked. His smooth
alabaster skin glistened in the sunlight. He bent down to tug
a nipple into his mouth. Enrique’s body bowed off the bed.
Blaze wondered what else he might like. Just under the
nipple he pulled the skin into his mouth, sucking hard. He
moved back to admire his handiwork.

“My mark looks good on you. I love your skin and you’re so
fucking responsive. You’re a dream come true, Riq.”
Enrique’s hands tangled in his hair, pulling Blaze closer to
his chest. So he wanted more. Well, Blaze had just what he
needed. He nibbled his way down Enrique’s body until he
reached his cock. Who knew a dick could be so pretty? It
was as pale as Enrique’s skin, but the head was red and
glistened with precome. Such a contrast to the rest of his

body. Blaze wanted a taste. He licked the tip and Enrique
gripped his hair. Blaze smiled and swallowed him down to
the curly blonde hairs at his groin.

Wonderful.

“Oh. Blaze. I’m going to—I can’t. Please. God.” Blaze didn’t
want this to end. He was already on the edge as it was.

He pulled up and reluctantly let Enrique’s cock fall from his
mouth.

Gripping the base, he gave it a hard squeeze.

“Not yet, babe. I’m going to be inside you before you
come.” Enrique writhed on the bed at those words. Perfect.
Blaze flipped him over and raised him up on his knees until
he had Enrique right where he wanted him. He bit his ass.
Not hard, just enough for a taste.

He didn’t expect Enrique to push back at him. The man was
a fantasy come true. He wanted inside but he forced
himself to be patient. This had to be Enrique’s first time and
Blaze wanted it to be good for him.

Blaze buried his face in the crack of Enrique’s ass. The
very essence of his mate was so strong there. He growled
and spread the cheeks apart, rewarded with a groan when
he circled his lover’s rosette.

His tongue had claimed virgin territory.

His.

Every inch of this man was his.

Blaze moved back enough to slide his thumb into the slick
hole. He eased it in until he breached the ring of muscles.
So tight. His cock throbbed. It wanted in. He bit his lip and
closed his eyes, taking slow breaths through his nose. He
had to calm down or he would hurt Enrique. He spread
Enrique’s cheeks further apart and licked the man’s rosette
before alternating his thumbs in and out, stretching him.

“Please, please, please,” Enrique chanted over and over.

Blaze took his cock in hand and nudged Enrique’s hole
carefully.

He paused when Enrique tensed.

“Are you okay?”

“A minute. Give me a minute.”

Blaze spit in his hand and rubbed around his cock hoping
to ease his way. He teased the puckered entrance until
Enrique moved his hips.

His dick slipped in a little more. He pulled out and flipped
so he was under Enrique.

“Ride me.”

“Oh, God.”

This was the best idea Blaze had ever had. Now he could
watch Enrique’s face. The man eased down so agonizingly
slow Blaze

almost

regretted the decision. That was until

Enrique closed his eyes and threw his head back.

He wanted to taste that bliss. Blaze moved so he was
sitting up enough to pull Enrique in for a kiss. Enrique
gasped into Blaze mouth when his ass settled on Blaze’s
lap. They both stilled, letting Enrique’s body adjust to the full
invasion.

“So tight. God, baby.” Blaze buried his face in Enrique’s
throat.

The urge to bite was strong, but he held off. Just for a while
longer.

“I have to. Move. Please,” Enrique begged.

Blaze gripped Enrique’s hips and helped ease him into a
rhythm.

He angled his body and knew when he hit that magic button
inside Enrique’s body from his gasp.

“Again. What was that? Please. More. Again,” Enrique

writhed on top of him.

The babble turned him on.

“That’s it. Come for me. Come on my cock.” Blaze pegged
Enrique’s gland again and again. He felt his lover tense
and Enrique’s ass started milking his cock. The
contractions hurtled Blaze into orgasm. The wet heat
between their bodies pushed him over the edge. He bit
down at the juncture between Enrique’s neck and shoulder.
The mating fluid his kind produced released, flowing into
Enrique’s veins.

Enrique collapsed on top of him. Blaze cradled the smaller
man in his arms as his softened cock slid from the warmth
of his lover’s body. A soft snore reached his ears and he
smiled. He’d worn his mate out. It had been a long day for
both of them.

He hoped Ember made it home all right. He really did owe
his friend a favor. He’d have to have a long talk with Flame
and see what he could do. But that was for another day. For
now he would sleep in the knowledge that he had his mate
in his arms and all was right with the world. Talking wands,
evil wizards, enchanted towers and all. Who needed a fairy
godmother?

Blaze closed his eyes and drifted off. Tomorrow would
come soon enough and he couldn’t wait so show Enrique

the world beyond his cage.

They had so much to learn and Blaze couldn’t wait.

* * * *

Glenda rested in Marabell’s hands, happy to be home.

“I see our charges are safe and secure,” Marabell said.

“Yes, ma’am. You’re such a great fairy godmother. I never
would have pegged those two as mates.”

“Oh, that’s nothing. Wait until you see what I have in store
for Flame and Ember.”

“I can’t wait. You are deliciously evil and I’m glad we’re on
the same team.”

Marabell winked and the scene of the two lovers faded to
black. All in a day’s work. Happily ever afters rocked.