by Stella Price
“Of course, pet. Now,” he grinned, “sink down, take all of me.”
“Mmm, my pleasure.” She kissed him, relaxing her body and slipping tightly down his shaft.
Harley closed his eyes, relishing the feel of her tight sheath. “Ride me, pet. Give your Satyr pleasure.”
She needed no prompting as she set about her task, her hands grasping at him.
Harley hissed and growled as she rode him with abandon. “Such a good girl…”
She arched her back, her breasts thrusting out in front of him. “So good.”
Harley let her work, her body bouncing in the most delicious way. He reached out and grasped her full breasts, brought them to his mouth and licked and sucked at the nipple, wrenching a moan from her.
“Gods, Harley, yes,” she cried out breathlessly.
“So responsive,” he growled and bit her nipple. “I wanna feel you come, baby.”
She cried out, her body answering his demands as she tightened down on him, an orgasm raking her body.
He lifted her and stood, walking her over to the bed and lowered her down, working her as he lifted her hips, taking her at a higher angle. He looked down at her, watching as she pinched her own nipples and moaned his name. “So beautiful…”
She writhed wantonly on the bed, lost in her passion as her long legs locked tightly around his waist. Her collar twinkled up at him, a perfect complement to her luscious body.
He leant down and with a thought, he pricked her so she would bleed for him. She gasped and closed her eyes in ecstasy as he licked up the line of blood on her shoulder.
“Harley,” she screamed his name as she came again harder.
“Fuck, that’s good…again…” He pushed her to the limits, fucking her brutally. “Your sweet little pussy just loves this, doesn’t it? You know what you’re going to get later? A solid spanking till your ass is red and swollen.”
She screamed as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her. Her whole body glistened as a fine sheen of sweat covered her. She liked the dirty talk, and he had gone easy on her with it. The thought of spanking her did interest him, though he would revisit it again at a later date.
He pulled out of her, coated with her juices and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her none too gently off the bed and on to her knees on the floor. “Down your throat, Bella.”
Her eyes met his as she greedily sucked him into her mouth, her moan vibrating through him.
Harley took her hard, watched her petite mouth as he slid in and out of it, felt the tingle in his sac he knew was inevitable. He gripped her hair and growled as he came down her throat, revelling in her whimpers and moans as he slid in to the base.
He felt her sweet little tongue loving the taut skin of his shaft and reluctantly left the wet confines of her mouth. He pulled out completely and offered his hand to help her stand.
“Amazing,” she proclaimed upon standing.
Harley grinned and kissed her sweetly. “Perfection. You have made your Satyr very happy.” He motioned to the other side of the bed and the outfit. “Get ready, but don’t go and clean up.” He winked. “And wear very little makeup, just your eyes. We have to be down to the party in an hour.”
“And we will be with Tempest?” she asked as she lifted the dress.
Nodding, he walked to his closet to pull out his clothing. “I would be remiss to put you with the rest of Rummer after the day you had. And I believe youth should be with the young.”
She smiled and though she didn’t say it, he could see the relief in her eyes. “My father might have issue with that, especially now that Sebastian’s leaving. Father has no love or place for him, but his leaving will be seen as an insult.”
“Your father has no say as to what you do, and nothing to do with what I do with you. You’re mine now, and he can shit in his hat for all I care. I say what’s best for you now.” He turned to her. “As for Sebastian, he’s his own Satyr and doesn’t need your father’s permission to seek his fortunes elsewhere.”
“You’re a good man, Harley.” She smiled warmly at him. “But my father isn’t, and I suspect neither is yours.”
“They are from a different time, and while I do enjoy tradition, times are changing. Don’t worry about it, pet, you and I, we are untouchable. Now get dressed, you have a night ahead of you.”
“We do.” She smiled at him and began to get ready.
Chapter Eight
Harley walked into the grand ballroom with Bella on his arm, the outfit he chose for her gracing her lithe form. His own state of dress, a black Armani suit, matched her perfectly, the lavender shirt just a shade lighter than the lace of the dress.
Her collar, her only jewellery, made a stunning beginning at the devilish neckline that plunged almost to her navel. The slinky material hugged her ample breasts. The edges of the dress adorned with the purple lace made a fetching frame for her creamy skin. When she had put the dress on, Harley had grinned, enjoying the tease that the dress truly was. The slit in the sides, both sides, went to her natural waist, and the thong’s tie sides rode high on her hips, creating a stunning line that peeked out as she walked. With her sexy slink of a walk in her five-inch heels, every movement was a tease to the eye of whoever was watching. He doubted the rest of the women would be as beautiful, and upon entering the room, he saw he was right.
Satyrs turned their heads, checked her out, and bowed to him as he caught them looking. Her red hair was pinned up artfully, showing her collar off and allowing him access to her without hindrance. Bella turned to him and smiled, and he winked at her. He steered her towards the Tempest section of the ballroom to where Alexander and Sebastian stood waiting.
He stopped her at a divan, and she sat. Lounging back, the slippery material of her dress moved to show off her entire left hip and thigh.
“Champagne, Bella?” he asked and picked up two glasses from the waiter who had stopped to offer them refreshment.
She took it and smiled at her brother who grinned at her and Harley.
“She never would have been able to wear something as provocative with my father around,” Sebastian said. “You are going to have your hands full, Harley.”
Harley laughed. “Which I’m grateful for. Still, she’s collared now. Let your freak flag fly, baby.” He winked down at her.
“I fully intend to.” She winked back, sipping her champagne.
Harley smirked and looked over to Corbin who had just walked up. “Ah, Corbin. May I introduce Arabella.” He nodded to his woman. “Bella, Lord Corbin, and you will address him as such.” He smirked at Corbin.
“Lord Corbin.” Bella smiled at him, offering him her hand. “It’s a pleasure.”
“No, indeed.” He took her hand, kissing her upturned palm. “The pleasure’s all mine.”
“Easy with the charm there, Corbin.” Harley smirked, then inclined his head when Ben and Minerva walked up. He had to give it to Ben, his tastes for his woman’s clothing ran towards pornographic dreams, and everyone was appreciative.
Minerva wore a completely sheer sheet dress, gathered like a toga on the right shoulder. The clasp holding it together was a silver ring with fire opals and smoky quartz dangling off it. Minerva’s breasts and pussy were completely visible, her nipples appearing as if rouged.
Harley smirked at his cousin. “Well, hell, Ben, just had to try and one up me, didn’t you? She looks like the main course.”
“She is.” Ben smiled, his arms going around his Beloved’s waist. “At least she’s mine anyway.” He nodded to Bella, his eyes sparkling as they moved over her body just a little longer than would be polite. “Arabella, you look stunning this evening, although my Beloved assures me that you’re even more of a treat out of your gown than in.”
Bella flushed, smiling at Ben then at Minerva. “Mina, you’re a tease.” She hugged the other girl fondly.
“I’m just sorry I missed it,” Ben told Harley.
“Me too, though I think we are well within our rig
hts to demand a show.” Harley grinned. “That is if you don’t mind showing that sexy female of yours off.”
“None at all, I’m sure she’d relish the opportunity.”
Harley nodded and looked at Bella. “Yeah, something tells me that as well. I think the divan will be a comfortable place for them to play. Bella? Love, welcome Mina to the party.”
“Welcome.” Bella smiled to Minerva, kissing her chastely on the lips as she moved them to the divan.
“You, my love, can do better than that. Sit facing each other,” Harley commanded and looked at Ben. “As I heard tell, Mina was the one to initiate their little…encounter. I say it should be exactly as it was, don’t you?”
“I think we can do that.” Bella winked at Mina before leaning in to kiss her deeply, their breasts crushing together. Mina ran her hand up Bella’s leg, her fingers purposefully stroking her inner thigh.
Harley watched the beginning of the show, watching his woman become every Satyr’s fantasy when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye.
He saw his father watching them from his seat on the raised dais in the Rummer section and smiled. His father frowned and beckoned him over, much to Harley’s distaste. He turned to Bella and smiled. “Enjoy yourself, don’t move, and don’t take any direction from anyone but Ben.”
He was up and striding towards his clan’s side in a shot, eager to return to his Beloved and the situation that was presenting itself. He wasn’t going to miss a second of it.
Boris met him several feet from the section proper and steered him towards the beginning of the buffet with a heavy hand on his shoulder.
“Just what do you think you are doing, Harlequin!?” his father rumbled close to his ear so as to not let anyone around them know he was seething.
“I don’t follow?” he said to his father with genuine confusion in his voice.
“A newly bound prince should stand by his clan, Harlequin, not be cavorting with a competitor. What will the Grecian contingent think they have given the pride of the providences to?”
Harley’s gaze narrowed on his father. “Competitor? Seriously? Father, Tempest has never been and never will be a competitor to Rummer. I don’t know why you’re getting your knickers in a twist over this. We are with most of the young and the person that stood as my second during the joining, a place that should have been set for my brother, but seeing as I’m an only child…” He played the card that he knew would quell the fire in his father’s throat best.
Boris and Stephanya, Harley’s mother, were blessed with him. After his birth, his mother was unable to conceive again, and while that left Boris open to find another concubine to keep his line current and ruling, he loved Harley’s mother and would have no other.
Boris’ eyes softened a little as he spoke. “Still, the Grecian contingent is not looking favourably on this. They see it as you not caring about your place at Rummer and think their daughter won’t be the Beloved of a clan head.”
Harley gave him an incredulous look. “And what is my place in Rummer, Father? You didn’t announce me as your successor at the joining. It seems they are looking to you to answer that question, as am I.” Corbin’s words echoed in his head. “Where we take our pleasures this night is no one’s business but mine. She is mine to serve me at my will, and her father has no power over her anymore. Had she been met with a better reception from the females of Rummer, we might be with the clan right now. Ask Mother. She was the only one to not threaten something underhanded to Bella.”
Boris waved that away. “They don’t like that you were gifted a European. That will change once you choose another.”
Right. Like that was going to happen. “You are the reason Bella is mine. So the females can take it up with you and Mother. I won’t have her uncomfortable. You of all should know a Beloved serves best when she is content.”
Boris frowned. “Beloved? You’re too young. I insist you take at least two others from our own clan.”
Harley looked at Boris and laughed. “That is not going to happen. I will only have one, and Bella is it.”
“Reconsider, Harlequin. This won’t end well otherwise.”
Harley looked over to where Bella was sitting on the divan and smiled. Minerva sat with her, and Ben whispered to his wife.
“This isn’t up for discussion. Deal with the Greeks yourself. They aren’t my headache. They are yours, Father. You brokered this alliance. Deal with it yourself. Now if you will excuse me, I believe the games of the evening are about to begin.”
Harley turned from his father, who was quickly turning purple, then turned back. “Keep your head old man… Mother doesn’t need you having a heart attack.” He smirked and walked back towards the Tempest section, his eyes on Bella, who was leaning in and pressing her lips to Minerva’s.
Ben obviously meant for the girls to be the entertainment tonight, and that was fine with Harley. He made it back to them quickly and grinned, lifting his eyebrow to Ben as Minerva moved closer to Bella and kissed her with more fervour.
“Didn’t want you to miss the show, cousin.” Ben smiled at him. “Though I missed yours. What did the old bastard want?” he asked, his eyes glued to the girls though Harley knew he’d have watched the discussion with his father intently.
“We will talk about it later… Believe me it’s taking a lot to keep me normal right now.” He shrugged and looked down at the girls. “Such teases, aren’t they?”
Ben looked at him frowning, then nodded, “Indeed they are, and it’s good they get on well.”
“Very good. Pet, why don’t you quit with the pleasantries. We are gaining an audience. Show them why you and Mina are the sexiest females here.” He smiled as Corbin walked over.
Bella nodded, slipping the toga off of Mina’s shoulder and following the path down her arm, kissing and licking.
Harley watched his female with the focus of a man possessed. He looked over at Ben and Corbin. Satyrs from all of the clans were now taking notice, not just Tempest, and Harley was proud.
“Think we should allow some of the other females in this with them?” he asked.
Mina arched and slipped her hand up Bella’s thigh and caught on the underwear ties. She pulled, so the little scrap of silk was off and away from her body in seconds.
Harley went to his knees and picked them off the floor where they landed and slipped them into his pocket.
“We could…” Ben considered.
Bella caught his eye and winked as she reached down to take one of Mina’s exposed nipples into her mouth.
It looked like his cheeky female enjoyed the possibility. He watched as Mina moaned, her throaty sounds stirring the unattached Satyrs in the room. She suckled and nibbled at Mina, her other hand thrumming at her pebbled nipple.
Harley watched with undisguised lust as they played. Mina nude for all to see, and Bella in her peek-a-boo dress working Mina over. It was hot, it was sexy, and the Satyrs in the room appreciated it.
“Bella, make her scream,” he said in a low tone. “Make me proud.”
Bella moaned, dipping lower and spreading Mina’s thighs with her palms. She knelt between her thighs, nuzzling them open.
Mina arched, gasping as Ben leant down and took a nipple into his mouth for a second. He came away and licked his lips.
Harley smirked. “Bella, ass in the air. I want everyone to see the honey dripping from you.”
Bella did as he asked, her ass high in the air, her legs spread apart giving him and the room a clear view of her. She moaned as her tongue delved into Mina, lapping her up.
Harley looked at Ben. “Your turn.”
“My turn?” Ben grinned down at the girls. “Oh no, this is your show, cousin. I’m just enjoying it.”
“So I have carte blanche over the two of them?”
“Knock yourself out, cousin.” Ben grinned wickedly, his eyes flashing behind him to where Boris stood, then back to him. “They’re all yours.”
Harley bowed to his
cousin and turned to the girls. They were idly playing, indulging in each other the way new lovers did, learning their bodies without a care for those watching them.
“Bella, Mina, you are only to listen to the directives I give you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Harley,” Mina moaned and winked at Ben.
Harley knew she was in for it when Ben got a hold of her next.
Bella looked up at him, licking Mina’s glistening juices off her lips. “Anything you want.”
“Take off that dress, love. You’re perfect and they need to see it. Mina, help her.”
She slipped out of the dress, letting Mina help.
Harley grinned. “Bella, on your back. Mina, love, on top of my woman…head to foot.”
“You got it.” Bella leant back, spreading out on the floor bringing Mina with her.
“Enjoy each other, ladies, and show us what it was you were doing today on your shopping trip.”
Bella smiled at Mina, drawing her down onto her, kissing and nipping her flesh as she wrapped her arms around Mina’s thighs. She sucked sweetly at Mina’s clit, moaning as she tongued the other girl with fervour. Bella arched up as Mina slipped two fingers into her softness, and sobbed when Mina sucked hard on her clit. They loved each other slowly, savouring each lick and caress.
Harley watched and moved over to Ben, where they could talk without being heard.
Corbin stood near, keeping watch.
“That son of a bitch wants me to take two more women,” Harley said.
“That bastard,” Ben mused as the girls moaned and writhed together. “I thought you didn’t want to talk about it.”
“Not and let him know we are talking about it. Now it looks like we are conferring about what to make our Beloveds do next.”
“On that respect, they’re both doing very well. I mean we could invite more into the festivities but too many mouths gets complicated. I’m a simple man.” Ben grinned being anything but the simple man he claimed. “So what will you do? I trust Bella would dislike sharing you with those harpies at Rummer. Can’t blame her. It’s not as if they went out of their way to make her feel welcome. If I stuck my dick in one of those, I’d be greatly concerned about getting it back.”
