Chapter 34: Nope. Nada

Chapter 34: Nope. Nada
Ziggy:

“So, you understand the pain and anguish you casted down upon our people, making them mine for worthless ore because you thought you had the upper hand with the overused farm tool of hoe whispering sweet nothings in your pea brain for a dick, not this thing between your shoulders, at least that part kept you from raping our Queen, unlike your brother. Sventlin is BEYOND pissed with him and not to mention….” Holding my hand up to him, dropping my head down in shame knowing where he was going with this tongue lashing, exhaling a shaky breath as hot, sticky tears ripped from my eyes as the silky blackness plipped with hollowed clicks.

Dropping to my knees in full defeat, tugging at my disheveled locks like a mad man as the tears flowed like an angry crick after a heavy down pour, just pounding and beating the raw earth into giant washaways.

“There it is…let it all out.” Looking up through the angry kaleidoscope of shadows and murkiness as his long neck, slithered and weaved through the darkness.
Thudding slowly into the growing glow of our subconscious as his spiked feet with black claws, stepped forward with an audible gasp for the others.

Opening my closed eyes that I had no idea I closed, cracked open to everyone standing with bright smiles and thumbs-up, looking up at my girthy form, prancing back and forth on my feet as a monstrous roar echoed through the arena.

“Queen Onyx.” Harroc replied in a smooth Sean Connery voice, bowing his smartass down to our Queen, clicking and purring as Shehad cocked her head in amusement.

“You were always the “ladies man”, weren’t you, Harroc.” Shehad purred in a toothy purr, slithering her tongue along her lips as she cracked into a scary version of the Cheshire Cat with little bunny bones poking from its teeth, and bloody shreds of flesh stuck to her lips as her golden starbursts pierced a fiery charge of “Try Me”.

“Onyx, I’m so sorry. Please excuse Harroc, he was always…bold, if-if you know w-what I mean.” Cursing myself for sounding like a stuttering fool, face palming myself as Harroc roared into laughter, slapping his pearlescent orange scaled tail through the air causing a few of the guards to dodge the sleek whip-like muscle.

“Dude, quit wagging your tail. You’ll hurt someone, and if you hurt Jade I’ll lock you back-up with my own barrier. We understand each other?” Pointing at his shocked expression, plopping his girthy ass down with a chesty groan, coughing back the laughter that bubbled up from the depths with in, slapping my palms against my thighs in failure as the laughter peeled heavily from my soul.

“Would you two like a room?” Onyx laughed in our link, causing both of us to protest with a ghastly intake of sharps breaths.

“I’m appalled at your “insinuation” of us, your Highness.” Both sounding like conceited aristocrats with horrible British accents, flapping out our hands, well his foot, but you get the idea, waving them around like we were holding handkerchiefs to add to our dramatic display.

“Ziggy Marco Silverfang. You show her some respect or NO SEX!” Jade roared from the viewing box balcony, pointing a dangerous glare at Harroc’s dragon form as loud gasps and Damns! Sounded around the arena.

Harroc whimpered in a clicking purr, dropping his head down in a sulking manner flipping his tail around his body like a sad puppy dog.

“Baby. Baby. We were joking with her. That’s just Harroc and I’s kind of thing, ya know.” Pleading to the heavens she forgave us for playing around with Onyx and Shehad, even though she was one fine piece of Dragon, but I have my Lady and I don’t share.

Nope, nada.

“Well technically you are sharing, just with me.” His gravelly tone chuckling along my back in the shadows as he looked up to her soft silvery-blue orbs, cooing at how cute he looked.

“Onyx, if he gives you anymore problems, smack him.” She winked with a dark smirk laced across her plump lips as everyone roared in laughter, switching spots with Harroc as we shifted back. Cupping my junk quickly, so that one of the guys could hand me a pair of shorts. Ducking behind Zek, feeling embarrassed and nervous to be standing in front of her with my jolly-follies dangling like bells between my thighs.

“Since when have you been shy about your “junk”?” Zek laughed over his shoulder with a perked brow, smirking at my eye roll sliding on the gym shorts.

“Since now! I feel like living and those three will shred us apart, not to mention she might even eat my junk if I step out of line.” Stepping out from behind, watching as Shehad shrunk down into Onyx’s alter-form.

“Yeah, she’s pretty bad ass, and my grand-niece.” Zek chuckled back, double-taking his words.

“Dumbass.” Harroc chuckled from the shadows, smiling like a fool.

“Not Onyx, Jade. I know Onyx could eat my shit, but Jade is scarier when she means business.” Smiling at his smug expression.

“Watch for the TEETH.” Zek snapped his pearly whites together with crisp snap against the stale air, shuttering with Harroc, remembering earlier when she was under the sheet…

Shaking my head in disbelief she would do it like that, would she?

“Relax, just don’t piss her off before she goes anywhere near it.” Zek roared in laughter, patting my petrified shoulder as everyone laughed at my paled expression.

Nodding in agreement to never piss her off before any sexual acts, especially involving her warm mouth that caressed it so nicely, and the pop she makes when suckling on the balls.

OH GOD!

“Baby, forgive please! I’m so sorry. Baby, please.” Looking up to the viewing balcony as she stood there with a grin, licking her teeth with the tantalizing tongue. Gulping down the Sahara Desert as she snapped her teeth together with a wink before disappearing back into the room.

“Better get some knee pads. Some serious knee action will be occurring.” Harroc roared in laughter, dropping my head back to Zek’s shoulder with a deflated exhale as the laughter lowly faded into soft gasps of chuckles.

“Wait! Why hasn’t Sventlin appeared?” Looking at his scowled expression, knowing Sventlin was ripping into him hardcore.

“He’s that pissed. Doesn’t he know about your “Deals”? That has to be worth something.” Blown away Sventlin was being harsher than his brother Harroc, but Zek committed an unforgivable act against his Queen and unborn hatchlings.

“He’s sleeping. We changed last night. Viv was a little surprised to say the least when her big “O” turned into an actual “O”. We barely made it out of the room before it was destroyed with his tumbling shift. Still poses like a Jackass but Shelag is happy to have her goofy dragon back.” His smile beamed to the heavens as my jaw slacked open collecting the blowing dirt that kicked up from the winds.

“Well, shit! The old gang is back together. How is Viv doing?” Smiling at everyone as they motioned to leave the arena.

“She’s happy. Really Happy.” Zek hummed into the blue skies as we exited towards the dining hall.

“Sucks we can’t have kids.” Following behind everyone as the blues swirled with the purples and pinks as the sun began to set over the twin waterfalls, casting their beautiful, misted rainbows over the rocky grottoes while families laughed and enjoyed the cool waters.

“Faith.” Harroc hummed in a sleepy purr as the word settled heavily in my heart.

Would she be so forgiving to bless us?