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Note: This is the prelude to the Secrets Revealed series. I'm leaving it as it sits after this one for a moment, but if enough people wish, I can continue it for a little longer. Until then, enjoy the story... Copyright Denver Demchuk 2007

Draven: Peering around the corner into the Council Chamber, I kept silent as I listened to see what exactly my parents and the rest of the Elders were talking about.

"Any word from the Southern Clans, Irden?" Zarathan, my father, inquired standing up from his emerald chair.

Zarathan stood well over eight feet in height in his anthro form, when he transformed into a full dragon, he was over 500 feet long and 230 feet tall at the shoulder, the neck itself was over 120 feet. Ebony scales were accented by silver tiger slash patterns over his back and arms, belly and throat scales dark amber. Fathers eyes were emerald with cobalt blue pupils, a robe of the same color combination, studded with patches of gold with rubies set into them.

Irden was a sky blue, almost silver in color, eyes crimson with golden pupils. Choosing to wear a simple loincloth of black silk with silver embroidery.

"Very few have managed to find havens from the encroaching humans and a few of the darker creatures that have followed them," He replied, voice a deep baritone, rich and grave with meaning. "That wouldn't be much of a problem except that some of our kind have started to...Petrify. Literally turning to stone without any explanation. Some of them within days. Others in mere moments. No cause has been found, not even our magicks can turn them back." There were a few murmurs as Irden sat down and another member of the Council rose.

Crimson scaled, her name was lost to me as she started speaking in a pleasant almost motherly voice.

"A few of our kind have also become stone as well in the Northern lands here. But not only dragons are being affected by whatever's happening. Dryads, Sylphs, Werewolves, and even some of the Elves are being changed. Not just into stone either. Some become completely human or the things in nature they were closest to in spirit," she told everyone, brilliant pine green hair swinging back and forth as she turned to look from one Council member to another. "A few have already started to head beyond the Veil to escape what ever is happening. Some have detected a lessening of the magic in Nature itself. However, since we have the essence of magic within ourselves, we haven't noticed any changes within our abilities."

"Which means that the petrified Dragons are probably what the other Races are feeling when they say magic is starting to fade," my father finished as the female sat back down. "It seems that we will need to speak with the respective leaders of the other Races, and soon. We might have to perform a Sending again, this time however, it might have to be to the future..."

"Draven!" Hissed a voice at my side as someone tugged on my arm. Turning to look at Jalessa, I backed away from the archway and followed her as she tugged me down a side corridor.

"Jalessa, what are you doing?" I asked, smiling and trying to get her to slow down a little. She smiled back at me and turned another corner, pulling me into the gardens. Jungle like growth from the southern continent was kept alive by the mineral springs and magic alike, the few that tended it always filled the air with song, calling to the inner spirits of the plants.

"What were you thinking? Listening in on a Grand Council?" She asked, stopping and turning to face me. Violet scales glinted in the light shining from overhead, the throat scales silvery white and gleaming slightly. She wore a simple thin silk dress of blue that hid nothing about the rest of her body, because of the transparent quality of the fabric. A woven belt of silver lay on her hips, set with a few sapphires the size of eyeballs. I gave Jalessa a reproachful look even as I grinned.

"I have to learn about Council matters at some point," I replied, resting my hands on her shoulders and tilting my head slightly to return her gaze. "Besides, you know as well as I do that at least one male from each house is expected to be in the Council. I've got to be prepared for it..."

By tradition, each House or Clan was to have a male and two female family members in each regions Council. The Grand councils spanned continents, and usually there were up to 32 dragons at any given time, the ones for each year were different. At least amongst the young, the Elders were always there, guiding the less experienced in the direction believed to be best for all. Being from a clutch of sixteen and the only male to emerge from the eggs, both my Mother and Father had mentioned more than once how important it was that I learn how the Council operates. As well as my betrothal to Jalessa. Rolling her golden eyes a little, she leaned closer and kissed me gently upon the lips, making me growl slightly with pleasure.

"Those kind of responsibilities are not going to be yours for the next 230 years, Draven," she whispered, reaching up to caress my cheek. "Even if you are called on to join the talks from time to time, you don't have to worry about what happens. Your parents will make sure nothing goes wrong when you're there. Savor this time with me, Luv..." I nodded slightly, embracing Jalessa gently and kissing her neck.

"As you wish, my Luv," I whispered.

***

Already 150 years old, females held few secrets for me, thanks to my parents and my father's Harem. The variety of women went beyond dragons and included humans, Sylphs, and even a few Mermaids that lived in the upper lakes of the mountain our clan called home. Our views on each others bodies was similar to the Old Ways, the ways of people called heretics and demon lovers by the rising religion known as Christianity. One sex was not more important than the other, each we treated with respect, though females were treated as Queens in almost every aspect. Passion and pleasure was denied to no one, the women choosing who to take to their beds instead of the men, and if anything more became of the nightly unions, then there was celebration amongst the entire clan. We considered such things joyous occasions, even the nights were celebrated in a sense, every morning, we gave thanks to the God and Goddess for the lives we have, and for the ones yet to come into our lives.

Jalessa guided me from the gardens to her sleeping chamber, the walls dark blue, diamond studded and each stone was enchanted to emit light upon command. Dressers of granite and wood dotted the walls along with mirror after mirror, hung in such a way to amplify candlelight from the hanging holders that swayed slightly as we entered. The four post bed was close to 12 feet long and 10 feet wide, the covers the same dark blue of the walls, embroidered with gold and silver planets and stars.

Undressing each other slowly, we embraced and kissed each other passionately, tails twining together between us as I lifted Jalessa up a little. I laid her down on the bed gently, claws gently dragging along her sides as I kissed my way lower, nuzzling her silvery breasts lightly and making her arch back and trill a little.

"Close your eyes love," I whispered, kissing her belly lightly and looking up to see what she would do...

Jalessa: I shivered with anticipation and did as Draven asked, closing my eyes and trying to keep as still as possible as I felt his weight shift slightly upon the mattress. Settling himself once more, something was lightly dragged over my thighs, incredibly soft, almost velvet and making me relax a little with a deep croon of pleasure...

Draven: I kissed just above her sex lightly as I drew the emerald feather along her leg, over the ankle and slowly up her inner thigh. Jalessa's breathing picked up as both her hands grabbed the quilt she lay on and tried to keep from squirming, head shaking from side to side as I drew ever closer to her woman hood. She gasped and arched back again as I circled around her vagina, tail curling up and wrapping around her left leg as she tried to keep control. Caressing back down her other leg, I leaned forward and kissed her belly ever so lightly, crooning as I pulled back a little. The feather railed over her knee and higher, going around her belly a couple times as I grinned, anticipating what her reaction would be as I pulled it over her sex very gently, each velvet strand of it caressing her clit. Jalessa moaned a moment then sat up with a gasp as I bent low enough to raspberry her sex, my toung slipping out to taste her sweet juices. She pulled my head back a little and sat before me, gasping for breath as she smiled and stared at me with her golden eyes. Grinning, I ran my toung over my lips and stayed still, waiting for her to let me go as I ran one hand gently up and down her legs. "You ok Luv?" I whispered as she let go, nuzzling her neck.

"Mmmhmmmm...Just...give me a little warning before you do something like that again," Jalessa replied with a smile, kissing me passionately. Something wrapped around my phallus and started stroking me slowly, making me groan as she broke the kiss and reached down to caress her vagina lightly, both of us shivering.

"You mean like this?" I asked, bringing my hand down to slip over her own, slipping my fingers into her sex gently. Her grip tightened a moment before she pulled back, taking the initiative as she moved around to straddle my legs, smiling a little. My hands slid around her back and held her carefully as Jalessa ground her sex against my member hard, giving a light growl of pleasure as the underside rubbed her clit. Groaning, I closed my eyes, starting to lean back a bit then straightening with a gasp as I felt her heated sex encompass my dragonhood slowly...

Jalessa: I moaned, loudly, head back and eyes half open as I became overwhelmed by the feeling of Draven so deep inside of me. Every inch of his member stretched and rubbed the walls of my vagina, making me quiver with anticipation of what was to come, I could feel every vein pulsing, throbbing against my silky walls. Gripping his shoulders, I paused and rose up a little before slowly lowering myself onto him again, the head pressing against my cervix finally and causing me to gasp.

'Gods! It feels like he's pressing right against my stomach,' I thought, staying still for a long moment as I held onto my Luv, listening to his breathing, his voice whispering comforting, passionate words to me as he kissed my neck. Our tails twined as I lightly grasped his head and brought it down to my breasts, nipples already rock hard from being so aroused. I shivered as his toung drew over them and crooned encouragement, caressing the scales along his neck as the started to rise and release their jasmine scent...

Draven: Parting my lips, I took in her left nipple and started suckling ever so gently, the forks of my toung toying with it as I teethed a little, pulling and twisting slightly. Shifting my position a little, I pulled myself out of Jalessa a little and thrust back in, growling deeply as I felt her vagina tighten itself around my shaft, caressing, milking, trying to draw forth my seed. Caressing my neck, my Luv rose up again and lowered herself, starting a slow rhythm as she started riding me. Letting out a low trumpeting growl, I released her nipple and lay back upon the bed, hands on her breasts, massaging gently as I cupped them. Leaning back, Jalessa increased her pace a little, holding my hands to her breasts as her breathing picked up, moaning more often as she ground herself onto me. I could feel my balls starting to swell as she brought me closer to ecstasy, eyes closing as I fought for control. Arching back I trumpeted and cam hard without warning, my shaft swelling before filling Jalessa with wave after wave of my burning seed. Jalessa screamed as her pussy clenched like a vice around my draconic length, silky walls milking me for every drop of cum I had, her eyes wide open as she lost herself in the whirlwind of pleasure. Laying still, the only parts of my body that still moved were my chest as I panted and my shaft as it slowly drained of my seed. My Luv rode me for a moment longer purring and running her hands up and down my sides slowly before laying down on my body and nuzzling my neck gently. Hugging her tightly to me, I kisses her in return, mind too tired to think of anything to say before sleep claimed me...

***

Zarathan: Opening the granite doors to Jalessa's sleeping chamber, I smiled as the scent of lovemaking hit my nostrils as well as jasmine and lavender. Being extremely quiet, I looked around the edge of the door and stopped, eyes resting upon the sleeping forms of my son and his Love.

"Zarathan? Are they-"

Turning in time to stop Sienn from entering, I put a clawed finger to my lips and gestured for her to enter slowly, stepping back so that her view was unobstructed. My Mate and Love smiled at the sight before her and quickly left the room as I shut the door quietly. Placing an arm around her as we left for our own chambers, the silence of the night holding us in it's own magic as we passed through the gardens of the western wing. Neither of us wanted to say what had to be said, the discussions at the Council Meeting having been finalized as well as the decision for our race, for our clan.

"The Lottery is being prepared already?" My amber scaled lover asked as we turned into another corridor and left the fragrant gardens.

"Yes," I said with a nod, sighing as well afterwards as I tried not to think about what it could mean for us, for our child. Leading me into our chambers, Sienn embrace me tightly, as if afraid to loose me right then and there. For the eldest of our race, including Sienn and I, we were kept out of the Lottery for a reason. Our time was now and the future was meant for the young, those who could better adapt to the changes of the world once awakened. It was our personal hope that Jalessa would also be chosen to go forward in time if Draven was chosen. "They'll start drawing the names tomorrow at the Council meeting. Arrangements have already been made to put sleeping potions in their drinks during the evening of the Sending. The parents will be present during the draw..." Sienn said nothing as she held me close, my hands running through her hair and down her back...

***

Jalessa: The next week was spent greeting the other races as they arrived for the talks regarding the vanishing magic. Draven and I spent more of our time with out parents and the rest of the council, greeting the ambassadors and showing them around out clans home. The Regional council met in secret on the third day, while I spent the night with my love, the decision apparent on the Elders faces when they thought we weren't watching them. Smiles and laugher abounded with the hatchlings and those that were not part of the talks. What Draven had told me of the Council meeting he had been listening in on made me shiver.

"Are you sure they said 'Sending'?" I asked, my eyes wide as I hugged myself after one particularly long day in the heavy formal robes. We had gone to the private hot springs and closed the stone door leading to the small pool before disrobing.

"Yes," He replied, slipping into the water and sighing before turning to help me into it. Resting my hands on his shoulders as he took hold of my waist, lifting me slightly and lowering me into the warm water. I was still shocked by what he had said, using my love to keep my balance for the moment.

The Sending had been a great migration from another world to another, not just of our kind either but other races as well. In our records and amongst the oldest, three had taken place in our history. Yet a Sending to the future...Had such ever been done before?

"I'm not sure of everything that's happening, but with all the beings coming into the Haven," He added, "Its serious." He kissed my forehead and pulled me closer, I could smell the worry from him as well as my own. Hugging him tightly I tried not to say anything though I felt my eyes starting to water as a nameless fear started to tighten my bowels...

***

Zarathan: Midday had arrived by the time I arrived back at our chambers, Sienn already there, facing the large mirror behind the dresser she had. Her face was expressionless though her eyes shone with sorrow, scales already moist with tears. Resting hands on her shoulders as I walked up behind her, rubbing gently before leaning down to kiss her neck lightly. She stiffened a moment before lowering her gaze and taking my left hand in a tight grip.

"You heard about Draven I take it?" I whispered, closing my eyes and resting my maw against her shoulder. Sienn nodded, saying nothing as her eyes closed, her body shuddering as I wrapped my arms around her.

"What....of Jalessa?" she asked, her voice low and sorrowful.

"She wasn't chosen," I replied, hating myself for saying it. Silence settled around us, our tears falling upon each other as we tried to find some kind of comfort from what was to come. "The Council will start the Sending at midnight tomorrow, after the banquet with the other races tonight. The others will be getting the Children ready tonight." We allowed a few more moments for tears and caresses before pushing our emotions to the background of our minds, preparing for the Gathering that would be starting shortly...

***

Jalessa: "We thank you for joining us tonight, Ambassadors of the other Races. Even with the matters we have discussed in Council, let us not dwell on them this evening. The future is far away, with the only thing mattering at the moment being the present," Zarathan intoned, rising from his seat behind the head of the Clans table. "Let us celebrate as we have always done when gathered. It is time to live and know the union of our spirits, hearts and minds. Let us show the night what the meaning of joy is once again!" Cheers erupted from the crowd; the sound nearly deafening but filled with such emotion that no one could help not to feel it. The Cavern Hall was over 500 feet high and three times that in length and width, the floor covered with multi colored tiles of gems and stone alike, forming no real pattern. Only when people moved over them could you see the true beauty the brought, for each step caused the tiles to change color and glow briefly. Orbs of light hung suspended with magic overhead, illuminating and giving just the right amount of warmth to make everyone comfortable. The Clan table was a large obsidian shard that rested against the back of the cavern, seating more than two hundred people, while others scattered around the edges of the dance area could take up to a hundred each. One overhead balcony gave the musicians the ability to play their music without being in the way of dancers, servants and the groups of conversation that moved as the crowd directed.

Everyone was wearing their best robes or less than that as their tastes dictated, presenting an interesting mix for the onlookers. I danced two or three times that night after the main meal, Draven spinning me around before handing me off to another and vanishing, then appearing again, taking me in his arms as he grinned down at me. Returning to our table the servant on the other side handed us two goblets filled with apricot brandy, the amber liquid smelling sweet as we great fully drank it. Conversation was pointless due to the music and noise from everyone else, yet our actions made up for it as we kissed and spun each other onto the dance floor again. Hours flew by and eventually the lights themselves seemed to bright as we lost ourselves in the moment...

It was nearly past midnight by the time we made our way to my room, staggering from weariness and drink as well as passion, my arms wrapped around my love as we shut the door and entered the blissfully dim light of my chamber. Smiling as I led him to the bed, I looked at the decanter and goblets set on the nightstand, the pleasant scent of mint rising from the water as the outside beaded with condensation.

"Well, it seems someone read our minds," Draven whispered as he sat down beside me, still trying to catch his breath from the last dance we had shared in Cavern Hall. Chuckling, I poured our drinks and handed one of the jade goblets to him, saying, "Have I already worn you out for the rest of the evening?"

"Almost," he replied, grinning and kissing my neck lightly, accepting his glass. "Keep on doing that and I'll be close to a thousand years physically before I've actually reached that age..."

"A toast then," I whispered, chuckling a little as I nuzzled his cheek in return. "To youthful energy..."

"To passion," he replied, crossing his arm with mine before drinking deeply from his cup, as I joined him. The water was cool and delicious as it flowed down my throat, a strange chill accompanying it as well. Before I could say anything, Draven kissed me passionately, pulling me down beside him as he lay back slowly. I held him close and yawned, my eyes feeling heavy as the rest of my body became unresponsive, weariness bringing on sleep quickly to my mind as I felt Draven give one last sigh before both of us slipped away into dreams...

***

Something moved on the cushions beside me and I reached out to pull my Love back with a content sigh, giving a whimper of complaint as my searching hand found nothing but silk sheets.

"Draven?" I muttered, opening my eyes to look around for my love. Six figures lifted something off the ground and my bleary eyes widened, seeing a flash of silver beneath the black cloth covering their burden. "Wha-what are you doing?" I demanded, struggling to wake up, my eyes feeling heavy as lead and my mind clouded. They ignored me for the most part, darkened faces turning to look at me sad expressions as they carried him out of the room. I stumbled out of my bed, falling hard on my hands and knees before I was able to get up and follow after them quickly.

"Jalessa, wait!" I turned to my parents as they rushed towards me, their robes streaming out behind them.

"What's happening Mother?" I demanded, backing away as I flicked a glance at those that carried Draven down the corridor.

"Please, let us explain-"

"This has to do with the Sending doesn't it? Draven was chosen for it?"

"Yes," Father said, reaching out to try and place a hand on my shoulder as I ducked away. "You can't stop what's going to happen, Jalessa. We must send him forward for a chance that some of our kind will survive."

"What about me? Wasn't I chosen?" I said, the cold knot growing larger in my stomach as the fear was realized. My parents looked at each other and looked as if they were about to say something but I didn't give them a chance. Giving an anguished scream, I raced after the group carrying Draven, not caring that I wore nothing to cover myself as my claws dug into the floor tiles. Following the vanishing robes around one corner, then another as I ignored my parents cries to stop, I caught up with them just as the doors to the Ritual Chamber opened. "STOP! LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I shrieked, the sound ending in a trill of pain and fear. Something grabbed hold of my shoulder and yanked me back, an arm wrapping around my waist, pinning me against a stronger body than what I had. "LET ME GO! YOU CAN"T ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN!" I screamed, fighting to break free of my Fathers embrace as my mother tried to grab my hands and calm me down. "DRAVEN!"

BOOOM!

My scream of denial was drowned out by the closure of the stone doors leading into the Ritual Chamber, the sound striking me to the depths of my soul as I kicked my Fathers shin and tore away from my Mothers grasp. I slammed myself against the doors, trying to force them open so I could get to my love. I clawed at the hands that tried pulling me away, not wanting to give in to the inevitable truth. After a long moment, I fell to the ground, kneeling, sobbing uncontrollably as I pounded at the stone half heartedly. My parents carried me to my room and placed me gently on the mattress of my bed, the sheets thick with Dravens scent and my own. Turning my back to both of them, I closed my eyes and gathered the sheets to my brest, amber tears staining them.

"Jalessa-"

"Get out," I whispered, voice hollow of emotion as I stared at nothing but the image of Draven that kept on coming to the front of my mind. I felt the bed sink a little as someone sat on the edge of it and a hand gently caressed my shoulder, making me pull away in anger. "Leave me alone..." I knew it was my mother by the feeling of her touch, but that didn't matter.

"I'll stay with her," she said silently to my Father, stopping him from approaching. Closing my eyes, I pulled away from her again and sobbed quietly, mourning the loss of my mate...My Love...

***

Each day, my parents tried to talk with me, to console me with words that were almost hollow yet carried the losses of other parents in the clan and lovers as well. I could feel the pain, the sorrow, but nothing else. Nothing concrete that could change how I felt. They came, I kept silent, they left, trays of food and drink set on my dresser before the door was closed. I forced myself to eat from time to time, like an automiton, barely alive except for the anguish I felt deep within my heart. Each night after everyone slept, I pulled out my candles and lit them, casting a sacred circle so that the prayer I sent up to the Goddess and God would be disturbed by no one. Known to no one but Them. Each time I felt a rush of energy, but it did nothing to calm my desire to be with Draven again, nothing to erase the longing I felt, yet it did strengthen my resolve. Each time I felt Their presence grow a little stronger, Their words becoming clearer to my mind.

On the seventh night, my chants and prayers were answered...

All seven candles flaired brilliantly, startling me, head jerking up to stare at the previously empty space before the large white candle that I was using as my alter light. Both figures were wreathed in mist, hiding most of Their forms at first, then clearing away to reveal who stood before me.

The woman was young, human, with raven hair hanging down past Her waist, pale skin glowing with an inner light and spirit of it's own. She had deep violet eyes that shone brightly with compassion, crimson lips curved slightly in a smile. The robe She wore was made from leaves and branches, delicately woven together in such a way that it was impossible to tell what held them together or if they could even survive sudden movements without breaking. A feeling of familiarity radiated from the Goddess as She knelt before me, one hand lightly caressing my cheek and making me shiver as waves of warmth passed through my body.

He was different from Her in form and bearing. The God was in His stag form, hide a white so brilliant it was almost silver, eyes of brow so dark they were almost black, and gleaming with an intelligence was was incredibly old and awe inspiring. His body was muscular and and moved with grace as he moved around me, surveying my form as the Goddess continued to caress and reassure me silently. I would have bowed, I would have groveled if I felt it was right to do so, yet They didn't demand it, or give the impression that was needed. Turning my gaze from the God to the Goddess, I broke before Her searching eyes, tears streaming down my face as the pain from seven days ago struck again with full, unrelenting force. I sobbed and shuddered in Her arms as She held me, taking all that I felt into Herself, her form changing to that of the Crone. Gnarled hands ran gently through my hair as Her cracked voice crooned a soothing tune in an attempt to calm me down, the God coming to kneel before me.

"You have called to Us, Child," sad both a male and female voice, not out loud, but in my mind, their tones soothing and filled with compassion. "We have hear your desire, but wish to see you say it now, before Us, in this place you have consecrated for this purpose..." I stiffened a moment and looked from one to the other, their eyes compelling and patient at the same time. Closing my own, I tried to sort out my own sluggish thoughts into words.

"I wish to be with my Love one last time before I pass away from this life," I replied, opening my eyes to look at both Deities, fierce determination and love burning deep within them. "I am willing to pay any price to do so..." A keening wail rose from Goddess as a thunderouse roar from Her consort.

"You do not know what you ask of Us," they replied, the God crossing his arms and standing up abruptly while the Goddess shook Her heard slowly.

"Don't say that!" I shouted, abruptly loosing my composure and then regaining it with a dark flush of color to my scales. Silence reigned, the Goddess standing up and moving to stand beside Her God, Their gazes locking and sending a flurrie of messages between Them.

"Would you be willing to die to see him again?" The Horned One asked alone, His voice hollow, dark eyes drawing me into their depths and giving me no chance to give a false answer.

"Yes," I whispered, breaking eye contact first to stare at the floor. Silence again.

"Would you be willing to give your body to Us as part of the price to send you to Draven?" asked the Crone.

"Yes," I replied, nodding slowly as I felt a slight chill run through me. A gentle hand was placed under my chin and lifted my gaze to meet Their own.

"That is the price then," They told me, walking around me deosil, never stopping, their eyes locked on my face. "Your body for our Ritual, your life to meet your Love in the future. To awaken him to the truth, and restore memories and form which have been locked away from him. That is the Price we ask, for it is no little thing to give..." It shouldn't have shocked me, but in a way it did. Yet it didn't matter, Draven was worth whatever price they asked.

"I will pay it..."

The Crone vanished to be replaced by the Mother a moment, Her lips pressing against my forehead a moment as I felt something moist and warm hit my scales and rolled down my face. I closed my eyes and waited, Her hands caressing my form then a surge of energy rushed through my body. I could feel myself changing, a second mind aligning with my own as I quivered.

Jalessa/Goddess: We arched back as both of Our forms merged together, the mix of sensations pleasurable and frightening at the same time. Jalessa frightened at loosing her identity. The Goddess relishing the sensation of flesh around Herself once more, trying to calm the younger within Us. We quieted after a moment, understanding coming to our minds as to what lay ahead of us this night.

"My Lady," intoned Our Consort, kneeling before us, and bending low. He kissed Our feet and murmered, "Blesse these feet as they walk the Path..." Moving to Our knees, He kissed them as well. "Blesse these knees, that kneel in prayer and love." The Stag kissed just below Our belly. "Blessed be the way of creation." Reaching down as He rose up a little more, We held His head to head to our breasts and murred as His lips brushed Our nipples lightly. "Bless these breasts, that offer succor and love..." Our lips touched as He kissed Us passionately. "Bless these lips that offer words of hope and compassion..."

"Blessed be," We whispered in return, kissing Him again as We embraced tightly. All three of us growled with desire, He from the warmth of our sex as it flowered against His pulsing member, already rock hard from the mixed scents in the Circle. We allowed Him to guide us to the floor as He laid Us back, kissing Us deeply before moving to taste and caress the rest of Our form, sending waves of lighting racing beneath Our skin.

Taking Our breasts within His hands, Our Love massaged and squeezed them gently, grinding His member against Our vaginal opening and gaining a moan of pleasure, Our own hips rising to encourage Him. Holding onto His horns as He started suckling, We shivered with ecstasy, barely noticing where His hands had gone until We felt the head of His throbbing length spread Our vulva wide, making Us gasp. Yanking Our Consorts head up to meet Our lips, We kissed Him fiercely as inch after inch of His shaft penetrated Us, Our pussy clamping down tightly. We could feel every ridge, every vein as it pulsed with His heartbeat, thundering like the rising storm all of Us could sense, a burning knot of desire developing within Our loins. Our legs wrapped around His waist and pulled Him closer and deeper within Us, Our body taking every inch of His throbbing length without difficulty...

God: I gasped and shuddered as I felt Their pussy start to massage my phallus like a pair of hands, warm and moist, trying to encourage me closer to release. Closing my eyes as we kissed again, I could feel both Her desires and those of the Dragoness come forth, Their taloned hands dragging down my spine as I pulled back and drove myself deeper again, grabbing onto Their shoulders and grinding the head of my member hard against Their cervix. Crying out, They arched their hips and moved in time to my thrusts as much as they were able, their scent intoxicating, filling the air and ensnaring my mind in the rising passion. Pre spurted into Their hot womb, filling her but not as much as my member did, each thrust making Them cry out as I groaned and grunted, loosing control over my desires and giving into to instinct, moving faster, riding ahead of the coming storm as I felt it close around us. Their eyes widened in surprise as their sex tightened around us again then spasomed as They arched back, crying out in ecstasy as the orgasm tore through Their body. My balls swelled with my seed, heating up as they slapped against Their sex with each thrust, feeling Their body burning with need. Shuddering, I gasped and started to give a low groan that quickly developed into a deep braying as I lost myself to the whirlwind of pleasure, cumming hard within them and coating the depths of their fertile vagina with my seed. Our minds linked in that instant as we turned the energies released by us to the promise we had made, a gate through time and space opening for Jalessa as my love separated from her. We sent her to the future promised, to the time where Draven would be alive and of age to learn the truth, the Dragonesses mind entering a body already alive but without a conscious mind.

Laying on my love as Her body returned to normal, I paused to catch my breath as the last of my essence drained from me and was taken in to Her body. Nothing was said between us, nothing was needed to be said, for we knew what each other was thinking at all times and with it, came understanding. 'It is done...' We thought. 'It is done...'

***

Sienn: I approached the door to Jalessa's room slowly, looking at her parents as they turned their pained gazes upon me. Nearly a week and a half had passed since I lost my son to the Sending, that fact leaving me feeling barren and hollow.

"Has she said anything to anyone?" I asked after giving a slight nod of greeting as I clasped my hands over my belly.

"No. She hasn't even stepped out of her room to eat or drink anything," Her mother replied, eyes red with crying, her face looking strained.

"Perhaps I could get her to talk about something," I said, moving to open the door carefully.

The room was dark except for the gems set into the walls, yet their light was a little muted as well. "Jalessa?" I touched a gem placed into the wall near the door, causing the lights to brighten. "Jalessa are you-" Stopping in mid sentence, I stared at the five melted puddles of wax on the floor and the clear stains on the floor, the scent of lovemaking days old hitting my nose. Touching one of the puddles of wax, a rush of energy shot up my arm and I jumped to my feet. "She couldn't have..." My gaze swept over the room and came to rest upon a piece of parchment lying in the center of the circle. Reaching the words upon it as I lifted it up, fresh tears fell from my eyes and I curled up, holding onto it like a lifeline.

'I was the second to love him, and I swore to never leave his side.

I shall keep true to my promise for our love is strong.

We are forever One.

Until the end of time...'