Odessa Hywell

No one else seemed to notice that Edain was falling asleep at the breakfast table while forcing himself to finish his food, aside from Caspar, but after their little spat, he made no move to encourage my nephew back to bed. Some guard he was turning out to be. But my nephew didn’t need him. I was here, after all, and I’d take care of him however he needed to be taken care of.  Right now, he needed more rest if he was going to do any sort of magic, and I was determined to see he got it.  Pushing...

Naps were life. I’m sure I said that already, but I woke after another sleep feeling worlds better than before and less like roadkill. After another shower, I felt more like myself. My magic did its thing, healing the aches and pains I’d gained from the long flight and lack of sleep. My stomach rumbled as I towel dried my hair. I couldn’t tell what time of day it was, so I had no idea if I had slept through lunch, dinner, or even the entire night into the next morning. The door was pushed open after a brief knock....

Edain, nor his dragon, being so used to warmer weather, were built for the temperatures this high in the mountains, where it was cold more often than not. Next time I took him out, I’d be sure to bundle him up so he didn’t spend the last leg of the journey home attempting to suppress his shiver.  Did anyone in the horde even own a pair of mittens?  If not, it wouldn’t be any trouble to take a trip into town and get what Edain needed until he adjusted to the climate. It wouldn’t take long but in the meantime,...

Morning broke over the tops of the trees, the light filtering through the thin curtains and pulling me from a strange dream. In it, I was being held in warm, safe arms. The man felt familiar. There wasn’t much time to dwell on it, with so much for me to do. After a decent night’s sleep, I felt ready to approach the monumental job I’d taken on. If I was any less of an omega, or a brat as my dad would say, then I’d admit I’d probably taken on too much. Nope, wasn’t going to admit that. Instead, I...

Stubborn brat. Headstrong omega.  Every day after the first, Edain worked hard to repair the wards. He never gave quite as much as he did that first day—learning his lesson the hard way once was enough, but he pushed his limits time and time again. More than once, I had to warn him away from giving more because he was so damn focused on the task at hand.  Each night when he finished for the day, I ended up carrying him home, even if he was capable of walking, and forcing him into a bath, with the salt that was...

I didn’t give a flying fuck about the looks Caspar was shooting my way for being carried in by my uncle. Sure, he probably thought I’d been irresponsible and pushed myself too far, and though I’d worked hard, magic was like a muscle. You built it up and gained more tolerance, or some other metaphor. I was tired, okay? The stones for the corners were fully charged. They’d accepted my magic so readily, as if they were thirsty and I was providing water in a drought. They would hold steady for a couple of days while I had some time...

A scary movie may not have been perfect for relaxing, but it did aid in cuddling. I was a big fan of cuddling, even with my ever growing inappropriate feelings, complicating things. It was hard to remember the omega in my lap was my brother’s son, and off limits in every way. Not when he so easily made himself available to me. I doubt he did it on purpose. Edain probably hadn’t intended to pick a slasher movie that would result in him making himself at home in my lap, but when he blindly chose, that’s exactly what he selected....

As I slowly woke, I fully expected to still be tucked into my uncle’s arms, but I was in my own bed. Disappointment made my heart squeeze. I had hoped to return the epic hand-job. Okay; my skills might not have been quite as good, but I’d have made him blow his load. Mar had been so hard. His cock pressed against my ass like a steel pipe. I’d been so close to asking him to fuck me right there on the couch. He’d made me come, let me sleep, then put me to bed. At some point, he’d cleaned...

It was a little too late to evaluate all my life choices now, especially the ones that lead me here, wasn’t it? But, clearly, I had lost my fucking mind. There was no other explanation or excuse for why I was buried balls deep in my nephews tight, hot body, tied to him until my knot went down.  Edain didn’t make that compelling of an argument. He seriously tried, ‘back when dragons ruled the sky, male omegas were given to their uncles, brothers, fathers, to keep the magic pure,’ as a valid reason to say fuck it, and fuck.  It...

I came to awareness quickly, still wrapped in my uncle’s arms. Holy shit. That was the best first time anyone had ever had! No one could tell me otherwise. Mar had owned every inch of my body, bringing me pleasure I’d never even imagined. I ached everywhere in all the best ways.  Was this what a night of fantastic sex felt like the next day? I could get addicted to the feeling of being well used. Now I’d had a taste of what it was like to be with him, I couldn’t let him go. He was it for me,...

What a mess! Everything had gone to shit and I had this awful feeling I was to blame. Why else would this have happened after I experienced the best night of my life? This had to be my punishment for having something for myself, for not putting everyone else ahead of what I wanted. I yanked my hat from my head, overwarm now that we were inside. “Why?” I muttered, not really expecting an answer. I didn’t get why Caspar would do this to his room and leave without a word. All this destruction was senseless. Tiago gave me a...

Call Fallon. Don’t let him find out about this from anyone else.  This being my intention to mate with Edain. To keep him as mine. As much as I wanted to avoid the conversation with my brother for as long as possible, I knew I couldn’t put it off indefinitely. Dragons were known for many things. And one of those things was how much we all enjoyed gossip. He was bound to find out sooner rather than later that Edain and I had slept together.  My dragon shifted and rumbled low in my chest. Why did we have to tell...