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  Harley walked past the Estales contingent and nodded, publicly showing his support. He then went not to his parents and clan, but to the Tempest section, where Ben and Minerva sat with several new Satyrs and their concubines.

  Apparently, Ben had listened to him and had been busy. Very busy in fact. At least eight Satyrs sat with them, along with six concubines, and all of them looked to be very capable Satyrs. They were young and malleable, and that was a very good thing.

  “I see you have been busy, cousin,” Harley said and sat next to Minerva whom he kissed on the cheek. “Beautiful as always, Minerva. You put the women here to shame.”

  Minerva smirked. “You say that now, Harlequin, but wait till your Beloved is presented.”

  Harley laughed. “Indeed.” He was still interested in his Beloved, but the woman, who had the voice he had been fantasising about as he fucked Karina to hell and back, was first and foremost on his mind. Was that wrong? Probably, but she had wormed her way into his lusts, and he vowed that he would find her and have her before Olanis was over. That voice was a tease, and he longed to hear it moan his name through the darkness of night and the bright clarity of morning. “If and when she shows up. Arturo has done a fine job of keeping her hidden these past days.”

  “It is what he is supposed to do, Harlequin,” Minerva offered and got off her own chair to slip into Ben’s lap. “And where is your little pet?”

  Harley grinned. “Being primped and prepped for presentation. My sire suggested Bourchest’s prince for her next phase of training, and I am inclined to agree. Stereopes doesn’t need another barely seasoned concubine.” He winked at Sebastian.

  “I had the pleasure of an afternoon with Karina in the sauna. She is suitable. You did well with her, Harlequin. I think she will please Himmel greatly.” She smiled at him and relaxed into her Satyr’s lap.

  Harley looked at Ben, his brow arched. Harley knew Ben let Minerva enjoy a less structured life than the rest of the Beloveds and concubines and pets, but she was being very familiar, more so than she should be even with all the liberties and freedoms his cousin allowed her. Either Ben really didn’t care, or she was going to get punished later on. He figured it was the latter, and that she would enjoy it. The girl who was bound to Ben was indeed an interesting case, and a kinky thing from what his cousin had divulged on several occasions.

  “There you are, cousin, you have my Beloved’s seal of approval.” His grip on Mina tightened a little. “How’re you feeling?”

  “I’m fine. I see both Alexander and Bastian are here. What happened after I left?” Harley asked.

  “Not much. Milton shepherded me around the place, showing me off, and I made some useful contacts. Bastian and Alexander seemed to enjoy themselves. I think they’ll come over for us, which gives me a nice set up. I have pretty much everyone I want. Someone to deal with the foreign clans, granted we’ll clean him up a bit, but Bastian shows promise and intelligence. Alex’s contacts will serve us very well. Now I just need some sort of stable, on-the-ball mind to hold it all together and do the lateral thinking whilst I work the side angles.”

  Harley smiled. “Oh? You still taking the open house tomorrow?”

  “Sure am, even cutting back on my intake.” He held up his glass of wine.

  “And I’m sure that’s not for your stunning Beloved’s benefit either.” He turned and saw his father standing, and he nodded to Ben. “Show time.”

  “Ah, this I’m looking forward to.” Ben grinned, standing beside him. “Seriously, Bastian was just being nice. Once you left, he said she was neurotic and dog-faced and had an unusually large amount of body hair that she refused to wax.” He chuckled to himself.

  “Such an asshole,” Harley said as they reached the front with his father.

  Boris nodded to the Grecian contingent. “Friends, tonight, one of our most boisterous of holidays is doubly blessed with the joining of two houses. Tonight, Arturo Konstas gives over the premier princess of the European houses, Arabella, to my son, Harlequin.”

  The room went wild with applause, and Harley stepped forward. “Before I accept, I have a present for Himmel, prince of Bourchest.” He snapped his fingers, and Karina walked in naked but for a triple diamond strand belt. He turned to Himmel, a tall and well-built Satyr, and nodded. “Will you accept this gift from House Rummer to Bourchest?”

  “I’d be glad to.” Himmel’s loud voice boomed merrily, beckoning to Karina to come to him. “I’m sure she’ll serve me well.”

  Harley nodded and smiled at her. “Enjoy her,” he said, and she nodded to him, and sauntered over to Himmel who pulled her into his lap. Harley turned back to Boris who waited as Arturo stood and began to speak.

  “House Rummer, it is my great honour to present my daughter, Princess Arabella.”

  The room went silent, and everyone, especially Harley, turned towards the double doors where his woman was about to make her entrance.

  The doors opened, and she made her way through, striding confidently towards them. Her dress was of the sheerest silk, which clung to her body perfectly, showing her full breasts and slim waist off to their maximum potential. Her deep red hair flowed loosely in curls over her shoulders and halfway down her back. She was truly a beauty and nothing as Ben had described moments before. Green eyes lifted to him and she smiled, her lips full and artfully painted the same colour as her hair. She broke eye contact with him as she reached her father, standing regally by his side. Every set of male eyes were on her, moving and lusting.

  She was perfection in the flesh. His mouth went dry as he assessed her, and his cock hardened.

  Harley smiled and waited as Arturo walked her to him and offered her hand to him. “Prince Harlequin, I give you the best Greece and the provinces has to offer, Princess Arabella.”

  Harley nodded. “I thank you, Regent Arturo.” He didn’t look at her again, as was tradition and accepted her hand.

  The crowd went wild, and the music started. Then both Satyrs and Beloveds started milling about the room. Arturo walked off with Boris and left Harley with Ben and his new concubine.

  “Well.” Ben grinned. “I’ll leave you two alone.” He leaned in to Harley. “Not bad, cousin,” he whispered. “I want details.” Winking, he sauntered off.

  She was stunning. A vision. And she was his. His cock twitched in his pants as he took her all in, the lush curves, her dark nipples pushing towards him, almost begging. He leaned in.

  “Come,” he said and took her hand, escorting her out of the ballroom and up to his room, silently.

  When he made it to the room, he stopped and shook his head. “I’m not carrying you over the threshold.”

  She cocked her head questioningly at him.

  “Human thing. Never mind. Come.” He took her hand and walked her in and shut the door behind them. Then he went to her, walking around her body. “Much more than I could have hoped for. You please me greatly, Arabella.”

  She smiled at him, staying still, letting him inspect her. Once he was finished, she touched the hem of her dress, silently asking him if he wanted to see her naked.

  He nodded, and stood before her. “Please.” He moved to the couch closer to him and sat. “Come here. We have some rules to lay out.”

  She nodded, undoing her dress and letting it fall to the floor. She stepped away completely naked and moved in front of him standing legs apart. He now had a perfect view of her body. Her pink tongue flicked out, running along her bottom lip making it glisten invitingly.

  “Sexy. Very. You please me greatly. Now come to me. Slide into my lap.”

  She swallowed nervously but moved around, slipping onto his lap, placing her arms around his neck.

  “Now…aren’t you a vision?” He grinned. “So tell me… What do you think of your new Satyr?”

  She smiled at him. “I believe I already have my prince, you far exceed my expectations. More than I ever could have dreamed of.”

  Harley grinned as his cock jumped at the fam
iliar timbre. The voice he adored was right at home in his concubine’s stunning body. “Wicked little concubine,” he said and shook his head.

  “I had to peek.” She blushed. “I’m sorry. I just couldn’t stand not knowing.”

  “You had me at a loss. I wished to see you as well.”

  “You did?”

  He nodded. “Though I’m glad I didn’t. Had our world seen you beforehand, I would be fighting for you. And while that wouldn’t normally bother me, it would cut into this evening with you. That just wouldn’t do. You, my dear, are most definitely mine.”

  “I can live with that.” She cuddled to him. “You mentioned rules?”

  “Yes…but first I think a kiss is in order. Kiss me.”

  “My pleasure,” she breathed, leaning into him. Slowly she wet her red lips with her tongue before pressing her mouth to his, kissing him.

  Harley was quickly lost in the woman, who would be his Beloved, with just one kiss. He nipped at her bottom lip and pulled away. “Ummm, very nice.” He ran his fingers down her torso to tease her splayed inner thighs. “Tell me, Bells.” He grinned. “Are you a virgin?”

  “Yes,” she gasped breathlessly. The kiss had had the same effect on her.

  “Really? Well, that is a surprise. It wasn’t a stipulation of our joining,” he said and slipped his fingers further up.

  “It wasn’t?” She frowned then shrugged. “All the women in my clan are virgins when they’re…given away. That’s why we’re so prized. Does it bother you?”

  He shook his head. “Not at all. What is your experience?”

  “I’ve aced all my training in many ranges of pleasure from the basic to the more advanced along with fetishes and kinks. I studied with theory work and tutorials. I’ve had experiences with other women, and I once kissed another man, but that’s all. My actual experience is severely lacking, I’m afraid, but I’m an exceptionally quick study.”

  “Of that I have no doubt.” He leaned in and nuzzled her throat. “Now I’m going to ask you something, and you are free to answer how you choose.”

  “Okay,” she purred throatily, letting his lips move over her throat.

  “What do you want from this relationship?” he said and bit sweetly on her collarbone.

  “This?” She gasped at the feel of his teeth. “As much as you can give me. Honestly I don’t want to live like my mother, but I understand our ways. I want you and I’m willing to take you any way I can.”

  “Good answer.” He laughed. “And you will be my only concubine.”

  “Really?” Her face lit up.

  He nodded. “Indeed. I don’t want to have a harem. Never thought it was a good idea. One woman as a concubine is fine for me, though I will always take my pleasure where I will.”

  “Yes, I can understand that, although I’d ask that you be careful if I may. I’d like to be the only one to birth your children; I know it’s rare, however. My older brothers are from different concubines, and it’s never been easy for us.”

  “A smart woman. I would never conceive a child with anyone other than my Beloved.” He smiled. “That’s for you.”

  “Thank you, you honour me greatly.”

  “You’re mine. I plan to always. Now, the rules.” He drew circles on her inner thigh.

  “The rules.” She shivered in anticipation.

  “First, you will always do as I bid.”

  “Without question,” she agreed, immediately adding, “but don’t bid me off the edge of a cliff.”

  “Never darling. Everything I do, you will enjoy.”

  “Then I will always obey you.” She wiggled in his lap. “Rule number two?”

  “Always say what you mean with me.”

  “Even in public?” she asked with a quizzical look.

  “Yes. Did you meet Lady Minerva?”

  Arabella nodded. “Briefly, yes, she was very nice.”

  “And have you seen her with her Satyr?”

  “Not yet, no, but she did speak of him.”

  “And what did she say?” Harley asked as he ran his fingertips across the flesh of her thighs.

  “She loves him very much. She spoke freely of him and their clan.”

  “And that is how I wish you to be.”

  She grinned and nodded enthusiastically. “I can manage that, I’d like it very much.”

  “Good. I won’t have a mindless twit at my beck and call. Your brother said you were very smart.”

  She beamed. “I am. Very. I was getting my degree back home, for a while anyway.”

  “In?” he asked and ran his left hand down her side.

  “Well, my first few years I studied the usual, bio, chem and physics. But I had several off set courses as well, and I’d hoped to go into biotechnologies and engineering. Gene splicing and so on.”

  Harley stared at her with awe. “You’re serious?”

  She nodded. “A little bit, yeah. It’s complicated but once you get your head around it… It’s hardly rocket science, which coincidently isn’t that hard. It’s like brain surgery on a very tiny scale. Once you know where everything is and what it does, it’s easy. Not that we know what everything does yet, which is why it’s so fascinating.” She grinned excitedly. “I only got to look at human DNA, think of the possibilities.”

  He smirked. “So you know that I’m getting my doctorate in astrophysics, right?”

  “You are?” She flushed. “I was only kidding about the rocket science part. I’d love to peek at your notes sometime.”

  He laughed and ran his hand up her torso and weighed her breast in his hand. “Only if I can take a look at yours. My minor in graduate school was in crypto genetics. It was something I was interested in.” Harley grinned. “I got me a woman that rivals me in looks and brains… Shall we see about the way you fuck?”

  “Please, I’ve been dying to since I first saw you. I couldn’t have broken the rules much more though. How was your pet?”

  He growled. “Not you…not remotely you. And she’s not mine anymore.”

  “Ah…I wasn’t implying that she was. I had to sit in my room alone.”

  “Had you just walked out of the darkness, you could have had me,” he offered.

  “I couldn’t have. Sebastian had only bought me an hour of time, and we’d used most of that up. Plus, you could have collared me there, and my father would have hit the roof.”

  “I wouldn’t have… I didn’t know it was you.” He grinned. “Your voice is like a drug, you know that?”

  “No, but I know how yours affects me. I’m practically soaking though your pants.”

  He smirked. “Then take what you want sweetness…and enjoy your power…because you will bleed for me this night and wake with my collar.”

  Harlequin growled as she played with him, enjoying his new concubine. She was smart, dead smart and more so, she knew it. She was beautiful, but it was made so much sexier to him by her mind. He never wanted to be bound to a woman that didn’t understand how his mind worked, and now he wouldn’t need to worry. All that remained was seeing how far her limits went, and if he could coax her to enjoy his kinks with him.

  He stood with her still on his lap and walked them to the bed, kissing her all the while. She moaned, wriggled in his grasp, responsive as all get out to his attentions.

  When they kneeled on the bed, she broke the kiss to give him a sultry smirk, and he gave it right back. She thought he would take her now, but he had something special in mind.

  “Now, pet, we have a third rule for you to abide by. This one you will always enjoy. From this point on, you will never wear underwear and will always attend me no matter where we are, in any way I see fit.”

  She moaned. He set her down and pulled away from her completely, walking to his wardrobe and opened the doors. “Now love…why don’t we play a little game?”

  “I like games,” she purred, flashing him a sultry smile.

  “I’m sure you do,” he said as he pulled a few choice items out of
the wardrobe and placed them on the settee in front of the bed. Long, black silk ties, a soft suede flogger, and a small, black lacquered box. He made sure she saw them all and gauged her reactions to them with pleasure. She was interested and painfully so.

  “Something tells me this isn’t your average game of twister.”

  He chuckled and turned to her. “No, no, it’s not. Though we will get into that soon enough.” He picked up the ties and walked back over to her, rolling the silk over her shoulder and down her nipples, slowly, so slowly, as his other hand gripped both her wrists behind her head.

  She watched his face, letting him bind her as he wished. “You’ve been thinking about this for as long as I have, haven’t you? Are you always this meticulous?”

  “I have been planning our first liaison for some time,” he admitted. “And I have dreamed of having my sweet concubine bound for my pleasure as well.” He grinned and wrenched her arms up over her head and tied it to the canopy bar above. “Now don’t struggle much…you will enjoy all of this.” He went back to the settee and picked up the box and the suede flogger and brought them both over. “I had thought to blindfold you for this first time, but decided against it. I wish to see your eyes shine in the mirror while I take you.” He said as he motioned to the mirror in front of her on the wall.

  She sobbed as her body reacted to his words, swaying back and forth in her bindings. “I’m sure they will.”

  He leant in and licked her earlobe. “Of course they will, you’re a very responsive little thing, aren’t you?” He held the flogger out so she could see it, and placed the ends on her thigh. He pulled slowly up, ghosting the soft strips across her skin.

  “Mmm.” She chewed on her lip, rocking towards the flogger. “I must be. Not that I have anything to compare it with, I just know that my body sings for you.”

  “Not yet…but it will…and it will bleed for me as well.” He reached around and palmed her breasts, rolling her nipples between his finger and thumb.

  “You’ll feed from me?” she gasped in anticipation.

  Her Satyr licking her blood, drinking it, cementing their bond, making her crave his attention—it was all she ever dreamed of. In school she had learned about vampires, beings that drank blood to live, but this was so much more. A bond between Satyr and concubine was deep, the female needing him to live, but the bond between Satyr and Beloved was eternal, both surviving in a complete symbiosis that started the second he tasted the richness that was her blood.