Married Life

I am trying to memorize how my station was laid out when Mrs. Moore told the students to go to a station. I kept my eyes glued to my course guide when she told a boy to go to my station. I heard mumbling as he approached which made me look up. Fuck! It's Clint, and he looks about as happy about it as I feel. 

“Avery, don't say a word,” he growls. Yeah, I don't plan on it, bucko! What I am wondering is, why is fate so cruel? Rarely, have I been in a class with one of The Trio, yet now, the last half of my school day is consumed by them. I can't escape them! Why can't I escape them?

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“Our wills and fates do so contrary run, that our devices are overthrown; our thoughts are ours, their end none of our own.” 

William Shakespeare

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Maybe Shakespeare was right and that's why I can't escape them. For some reason, they are an obstacle on the path to my freedom. But what am I to learn from these obstacles? Thus far, The Trio has only shown me how not to be, and why humans and dragons should not co-exist. What good characteristics are in these boys, because I have yet to see any. 

Mrs. Moore addresses the class, “This year we are doing something different, because many of you are only weeks away from being able to scent your mate. Once you bond with them, you will need to learn to live with them. I intend to show you what that life will be like in an effort to make your transition into adulthood easier. I wish that this class existed when I found my mate, because then, I would not have had to ask the nobles for a new home after my mate blew up my old one while trying to make breakfast one morning after we first mated.”

I bite my lip to prevent me from bursting into a fit of giggles. Just how could someone blow up a house while cooking breakfast? Just what was he making? I must admit, though, that I love her idea. It would be nice to have a mate who can cook, as well as help me with the housework; to have a true partner. Unfortunately, though, I am human and mates don't exist like that for us. As I gaze out of the window near Mrs. Moore, I wonder what my life will be like once I am able to leave the Naga Tribe, and be rid of the Draco brothers, once and for all. 

In my daydream, I see myself standing at a sink washing vegetables, so I can prepare them as a side for our dinner. I can smell the cake baking in the oven and hear the sizzling of the steaks on the nearby grill. I am humming a song that I remember my mother singing before my parents were killed. “La na nay, there will come a day. Stars will shine and you will learn how you are mine,” I heard myself sing in an unfamiliar whispered tone. Then as arms wrap around my waist that is swollen with child, a male voice that seems familiar sings, “Through all of time you have always been mine.” Just as I am about to turn to see the face of the man who sang so sweetly, Clint elbows me.

“Pay attention, you twit,” he grumbles. I let out a sigh, as I was plunged from my intimate daydream to the hell that is my reality.

Clint

Had I not been so preoccupied with the cheerleaders arranging an orgy after my Grand Ceremony, I would not be stuck being paired with Avery. At least I have a date after school and on Friday night I have a threesome planned. My brothers and I were supposed to wait until we mated to have sex, but when our parents were killed by other dragons, we said fuck it. I know that Cassius still longs for his mate, even if he will not admit it, while Conner just wants an heir so that he can take the throne which he thinks we do not know. I don't care about any of it. I don't want a mate or any type of commitment, yet here I am, stuck playing house with Avery for the rest of this year. 

I just want to enjoy being young and to have sex with whomever I please. My dragon, Carter, and I are in complete agreement on that, too. I am the only one of my brothers not looking forward to being able to scent my mate. Thankfully, there is little chance that she goes to this school or is even in our kingdom. Never in our history has a future king found his queen within his own tribe. I do not think that my brothers’ and my  fate will be any different. But, unlike them, I will not go searching for my mate. 

Now, as for being stuck with Avery, maybe I can make it into an advantage. She is extremely submissive and I bet I can make her do anything for me, including all of my homework. That would give me so much more free time to fuck. But, if she is going to be my academic slave, I need her to pay attention. I caught her looking out of the window at nothing already. I will not carry her in this class, or carry her at all. If she doesn't straighten up, I might make Conner drop her off in the forest again. I quite enjoyed her screams as Conner flew away with her in his clutches. 

When Mrs. Moore said that this would resemble our lives after mating, I cringed, and Carter puffed fire inside of me. I hate when he does that, because it makes me sweat. The only times that I enjoy sweating is when I am playing football or fucking. I grip the counter hard, because I do not want a wife that I have to protect and provide for. I want slaves that I can cage when I get bored with them. This is going to be an extremely long year if I have to play pretend with Avery.