By the Firey Breath of a Dragon

Q moved lower and lightly stroke over James’ abdomen, the muscles quivered at the touch. Q looked up and saw the man staring at him. A hunger in the alpha’s blue eyes. Q went to twist off the man, but James’ hand reached up and grabbed one of the brass rings in Q’s collar. The metal warmed around the boy’s neck. James threaded his finger through the ring and slowly pulled. The boy having to lean forward and down to James’ face.
When they were but hair’s breathe apart, James paused and looked intently into Q’s frightened eyes.
“You are beautiful.” James whispered. Q said nothing. “I want to kiss you.”
“Please don’t.”
“Why?”
“Because I’ve never been kissed. I don’t want the first time to be with my captor.”
“Is that what I am?”
“You hold my collar.”
“I said you were my prize.”
“Your slave.”
“My omega.”
A multi chapter story about kings, queens and knights. Q is a prince sent by his brother to broker a peace between two warring counties. His camp is attacked and only he and his brother's lover escape the slaughter. They are captured by a knight who doesn't know who they really are. But the knight is soon captured by the spell of the unusual omega.