Dragon Emergence: Drakins of Wytrmarach

By Eden Glenn

M/M Paranormal Erotic Romance, Drakins of Wyrmarach Novella

Haydn's found refuge on the earth side of the barrier in the home of the healer, Isobeau. He denies himself comfort and pleasures offered by his freedom.

Rhys is immediately attracted to Haydn. He desires to help the younger man embrace his new life. Unfortunately, Haydn seems stuck, unable to grasp the happiness he craves. Rhys fears Haydn's continued self-loathing will prevent any possibility of their future together. Drastic measures may be necessary to convince Haydn of his worth and Rhys' unconditional love for him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Eden Glenn
• Release date: Oct 5, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393354093

Eden Glenn

Eden Glenn and her wife "the Lady Librarian" live in the eastern lee of the smoky mountains outside of Asheville, NC on a little piece of land they've named 2 Ole Foxes Farm. Their household is owned by a miniature spotted donkey, a pinto Shetland and palomino ponies, a couple of nuisance Corgis’.  When she's not writing she enjoys being Garden Goddess, dabbling in Essential Oils, playing dulcimer, riding her motorcycle or driving her Shetland ponies around the neighborhood. She loves hearing from readers. Romance So Hot It Burns Off The Pages

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PROLOGUE

Haydn stood naked rooted to the spot where Seretus, The Provider, had directed him. Haydn held his breath biting the inside of his mouth, fighting not to gag, riding the pain of the bite.

He was a man, damn it, he deserved more than life as a sex retainer. However, this was his fate, because he’d not developed the ability to shift to dragon form, a throw away recessive.

Seretus stopped pacing and grabbed Haydn in a movement so quick he bit through the inside of his cheek to keep from startling at the touch. Blood met bile as he swallowed.

I know how you like it. The man’s hand squeezed around the base of Haydn’s penis massaging his balls, tugging on the silver ring pierced though the sack. Shame paralyzed him having learned long ago not to fight against the inevitable. He chanted numbers in his head willing his cock to remain flaccid. Yet, he hardened under his Provider’s practiced manipulation.

Seretus slathered on an herbal mixture, first cold then hot, pumping blood into Haydn’s member to the point of bursting engorgement as his body betrayed him.  Provider trailed his fingers back parting Haydn’s cheeks with his cream covered fingers.

I have a guest tonight that likes little boys to fuck him in the ass. That should be an interesting change for you. The thrust of his fingers punctuated each word, sending a lubricated heat deep inside.

He leered at Haydn as if sizing him up for suitability one last time. Would you say good fortune blessed you with the lasting looks of a youth? The attempt to bait Haydn into a reaction wasn’t hidden in his fatherly tone.

Cursed would be Haydn’s answer. He’d also learned long ago; Provider didn’t really appreciate retainers answering his pontified questions.

Go figure. Well, each to their tastes. I’m feeling very generous this evening. He picked you and I promised your services to him. He flicked a key onto his massive Boka wood desk. Only the most expensive possessions for the Provider. Make him happy and I’ll see about delaying having Leo entertain my guests until tomorrow night.

Leo reminded Haydn of his past self. Hope to stall what the youth would be subjected to was a vain waste of effort. Leo the newest sex retainer in the stable would be getting gang banged by the Provider’s weekend revelers whether Haydn performed well or not. That’s how he’d been initiated.

He’d seen it repeated more times than he wished. What was seen couldn’t be unseen. What had been done, couldn’t be undone. Survival dictated that he be thankful he wouldn’t be the one with a chapped ass used by so many.

The Provider had his own motivations for buying loyalty and favors of those in power by feeding secret perversions.

He slipped the elastic cock ring over Haydn’s dick and twisted the second ring over his balls trapping the blood flow. This in combination with the drugs in the lotion insured Haydn’s hard on would last.

The Provider stood, letting his robe drop to the floor revealing his engorged cock.

Now, I need to relax a little before I send you to him. Relax hell. It was a stamp of ownership, coating Haydn with scent before sending him to the guest.

Oh, dear Goddess, he prayed to a deity who’d forgotten he existed. His rectum was on fire. Would the Provider reach for the lube, or the whip, or beacon him to his knees before him? Please the knees, the knees, oh please. When had the debasement of being a sex retainer lowered him to beg for the Provider’s cock in his mouth as the least of evils.

The man motioned for him to turn around and bend over. He did as commanded having long ago learned that fucked in the ass by the Provider was better than beaten and fucked in the ass by the guards.

Maybe it was better to have the fire quenched, he shifted uncomfortable as he turned. He clenched his fists into the furs of the couch and leaned over waiting for the intrusion of the Providers dick.

Time taunted him. When would it happen, tick, when, tock, when? The thrust into his rectum came unexpectedly with a ruthless jab and twist. Blood filled his mouth and he bit harder, rather than cry out. The thickness of leather plug stretched the soft tissues of his anus.

The Provider’s hot breath whispered in his ear. Just so we understand each other. This stays in until you return to me. Then you’ll beg for me to put that fire in your ass out. He pulled the leather strap tight effectively buckling the device in place, threaded thorough the ring piercing in his scrotum and snapping the locking mechanism closed forming an anal chastity belt.

His Long fingers twisted into Haydn’s hair establishing a controlling grip. He drug more than led him over to the Provider’s couch.

Now, put that mouth to work. I find myself overstimulated by the night’s preparations.

Haydn had couldn’t resist the hands gripping his scalp, cruelly pulling his head down toward the inevitable.

He woke screaming, curled up on the hard tile floor. Drenched in sweat his heard raced so fast his chest hurt. Where was