The Duke of Tremont II - Bloodspell

Chapter 4

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The trip to Sylvania had been fairly pleasant so far. It was warm, but not exceedingly so in the late summer sun. The scenery was rather brown and drab due the drought Pennington had been experiencing over the last four months. Such an occurrence was very odd here, and Brian could not help but brood about the repercussions it was having, not only in Tremont, but the whole kingdom of Pennington.

In fact the only thing really marring their journey was Brian’s brooding, and his constant state of dread that something was wrong with his brother. It made him decidedly impatient and irritated with the pace of their journey.

“Theodore, Emmett!” Brian called back to the two men from his spot in front of the group of riders. The pair in question were having an earnest discussion, making them lag a bit behind everyone else. “Hurry up! I want to reach the capitol sometime this year!” The Duke turned his attention back to the road .

“Yes, My Lord,” Ted called back as he spurred his horse to catch up with the others.

He and Emmett caught up with Daphne and Justin, who were riding side by side for the moment. “Don’t worry about him,” Justin smiled apologetically at the other two. “He’s just worried about the king.”

“Oh, honey, we know,” Emmett replied with a grin. “We also know that underneath all that bluster lies a soft heart.”

Justin smiled at his friend, once again marveling at the change in the man who had once been his straight laced manservant. Once they had left the oppressive atmosphere created by Justin’s father and the traitorous Father Ronald and come to live in Brian’s castle in Lofton, Emmett had become more and more effeminate. Justin was more than happy that his friend could be himself amongst their family and friends.

“Perhaps you should go up there, work your magic on him and make him relax a little,” Daphne grinned slyly.

“Bloody hell, no! Why do you think I’m back here with you all? He is like a bear with a sore paw.” Justin laughed and the others joined in.

Brian turned around again. “This is not a pleasure ride, ladies,” he glared. “Perhaps if we all were taking this more seriously we could pick up the pace.”

Justin and the others tried to contain themselves, but were hard pressed to stop giggling at the grumpy duke. Finally, after studying Brian’s stiff form for awhile Justin winked at Daphne and spurred his horse forward. He stopped and said something to Ben and Michael, who had been riding directly behind Brian. Both men nodded and smiled at the young man.

Justin sped up again until he was next to his lover. “My Lord, I’m afraid Stardust is not used to this pace and she is becoming tired.” Justin patted his gray mare and looked at Brian with wide eyes.

“She seems fine to me. I really don’t want to stop yet, Justin,” Brian replied absently.

“I think she really is going to slow us down, Brian. Perhaps Hugo could carry double for awhile?”

“Then Hugo will tire and slow us down. Stardust will be fine, Justin. She is a sturdy horse.”

“Hugo is huge, Brian. It will not tire him to carry double for a bit. Just until we stop for the night?” Brian ignored him and Justin rolled his eyes, reining his horse to a complete stop.

Brian went on another few paces or so before he noticed that Justin was no longer with him. He halted Hugo and turned around. “Justin, what…” He stopped when he saw his lover staring at him, immobile, with his arms crossed over his chest. “Justin, stop playing and come on.”

Justin just stared at Brian, remaining stock still. By now the others caught up and were bemusedly watching the face off.

“God, fine!” Brian bit out. He moved Hugo closer to Justin and Stardust and sat there waiting for his lover to dismount. Justin smiled as he climbed off Stardust, handed her reins over to Ben to lead her, and mounted on the front of Brian’s saddle.

“Thank you, My Lord, I knew you would see it my way” he said sweetly to Brian as he settled into the saddle.

Brian spurred Hugo forward, ignoring the smirks of the others as he whispered into Justin’s ear. “You are possibly the biggest spoiled brat I know.”

“It is one of my charms,” Justin retorted. He then settled back even further, deliberately pressing his backside into Brian’s crotch.

“Demon!” Brian cursed, but he doggedly continued on their path.

 

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Blake awoke from his restless sleep and sat up.

“What is it?” asked Drew from his spot at the base of a large tree, where he was taking guard duty.

Blake threw a quick glance to where Tristan lay, still asleep. “I feel other presences nearby.”

Drew reached for his sword. “How close?”

Blake shook his head. “Not too close I don’t think. It’s not the same as the others that have been following us.”

“Are they dangerous?”

“No, I don’t get that sense. Very powerful, but not necessarily dangerous. Their power seems muted somehow.”

“What do we do?” Andrew asked.

“We wait,” Blake answered. “As I said, they’re fairly far away, I think. It’s not time to move yet. Why don’t you get some rest. I won’t sleep any more now.”

Drew nodded and lay down on his bedroll. Blake enviously watched as the man effortlessly fell into a deep sleep.

 

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It did not take long for the effects of having Justin sharing a saddle to drive Brian crazy. Damn if the boy was not purposely rubbing against him just to drive him wild! He gritted his teeth, determined not to let the young man win, but when Justin reached behind himself to stretch his arms and brushed a firm hand against Brian’s cock, Brian took charge.

“We’re going to start searching for a place to camp!” Brian suddenly yelled to the others. “Stay on this path and one of us will come to get you.” He placed a firm hand around Justin’s middle and spurred Hugo into the forest that ran along the side of the road.

The others just shared knowing looks and kept riding, talking amongst themselves.

“Brian what is the hurry?” Justin asked innocently as they both ducked under a low hanging fur bough.

Brian did not reply until they were in a secluded spot away from the others. “As if you don’t know, you imp,” he growled into Justin’s ear. He halted his black stallion. “Still,” he commanded the horse as he tossed the reins down to the ground to help keep Hugo tethered to the spot. He was an impeccably trained war horse that would follow his master’s orders under any condition.

With the horse under control for the moment Brian reached around Justin and took a firm hold of his cock through his riding leathers. “You’ve been very bad, coercing your way into my saddle and teasing me for miles. You must be punished.”

Justin pressed himself into Brian’s hand. “Yes,” he agreed breathlessly as he leaned back into Brian’s chest and turned his face up to his lover for an awkward, but passion filled kiss.

Brian pulled away from the kiss and undid the laces of Justin’s pants while attacking his neck with more lewd kisses.

Then Brian reached down and undid the laces of his own pants, freeing his hard and leaking cock. “Stand up and pull down your pants,” he bit out.

Justin moaned again as he placed his boots on the top of Brian’s stirrups to lever himself up. Brian had to suppress a moan of his own when he realized Justin was wearing his favorite leather pants that laced up the sides of both thighs and when Justin tugged on the right strings the pants practically fell off of him. He had no under garments on at all.

Brian didn’t know whether to be angry or laugh out loud when he realized how his young lover had lured him into the whole situation. In the end all he could do was gasp as Justin grabbed the pommel of the large saddle, and brought his knees up under him, presenting his beautiful ass right in Brian’s face.

Brian moaned and immediately spread apart the soft, white cheeks, plunging his tongue into the inviting hole. Soon Justin was begging. “Oh, God, more, Brian! Please, I want more!”

Brian ignored him and tongued him for awhile longer, until he could no longer ignore his own erection. He coated two of his fingers with spit and began to work them into Justin’s already loosened hole. When he felt Justin was ready he grasped the boys legs and gently pulled his knees down so Justin was once again straddling the saddle.

“Lean forward,” he whispered to Justin, who immediately bent over the pommel, grasping the leather knob tightly.

Brian stood in his stirrups and slowly entered his lover, stopping when he was all the way in to let Justin adjust. To his credit Hugo remained still, though he did lower his head for a few bites of grass.

Brian began to thrust in earnest and Justin tried to meet each thrust, though their position made it a bit awkward. Brian felt his balls tighten and he knew he would not last long, for he and Justin had not shared pleasure since their trip began four days ago. “Justin, I’m going to…” he trailed off with a grunt.

Justin’s cock was trapped between himself and the smooth leather of Brian’s saddle and their steady rhythm had brought him close to the edge as well. Both men opened the emotional link between them to its widest extent as they fell into their orgasms almost at the same time, both feeling each others pleasure.

After a moment Brian let some of his weight fall against Justin and the younger man oomphed. “Brian, the pommel is in my stomach,” he gasped.

Brian sat back quickly, pulling Justin with him. “Sorry,” he breathed as he wrapped his arms tenderly around Justin. “Thank you for this,” whispered into Justin’s ear. “I needed it.”

“I know, my lord,” he replied, laying his hands over Brian’s on his chest. “You have been short and cranky for days.”

“I’m sorry,” Brian said contritely. “It is not my intention.”

Justin swung his right leg over the saddle and turned quickly, moving his left leg so he was once again straddling Hugo, but backwards, facing his lover. He moved his hands up to cradle Brian’s face. “We understand, my lord. You are concerned for your brother.”

“But still,” Brian started.

Justin shook his head and brought Brian’s face in for a passionate kiss. When he pulled away, he stroked Brian’s cheek. “It’s okay, Brian. Just remember to take time for these moments. You need them. We need them.”

“Yes, Sunshine,” Brian smiled and kissed Justin again.

Hugo took that moment to break his stance and stamp his foot. Justin and Brian looked at each other and laughed. “I think Hugo is tired of us.”

“I think he is tired of standing still.” He gently kissed Justin’s forehead. “Let us get cleaned up and get moving. We really do need to find a place to camp tonight.”

 

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Young Prince Brian entered his father’s bed chamber. His mother looked up from her place in a comfortable chair by the bed. A healer hovered near the fire in the background. “How is he, Mother?” Brian asked as he leaned down to place a kiss on his mother’s cheek.

Queen Elaine sighed. “He is the same, my son.”

Brian studied his father a moment, who had not woken up since that night in the corridor. “And the healers know nothing?”

Elaine shook her head. “They have no idea what is wrong.” She took her son’s hand. “Brian.”

“Yes, Mother?”

Elaine looked into her son’s eyes. “I think you should start to prepare yourself to become king.”

“No, we cannot give up so soon.” Brian looked horrified. “I…I’m not ready.”

“Brian, your father has trained you well for your duty. He will want you to be strong.”

Brian hung his head. “You really think he will die?”

“I does not look good, son.” Elaine’s voice shook. “He would want us to go on.” She broke into quiet sobs.

“Oh, Mother.” Brian took her into his arms and tried to provide comfort.

 

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