River Wilder is now three months pregnant at the hands of King Lukos. For weeks, her life has seemed like a wonderful dream, sandwiched between extravagance and ecstasy.
She's having regular liaisons with a man of near unimaginable power and wealth, and his five million dollar payment to her is all but guaranteed. Then a bombing unsettles the kingdom, throwing everything into doubt.
River is only beginning to realize how little she actually knows about the King and his Mediterranean island. As she learns more, it becomes obvious that Lukos is no mere figurehead. He'll do anything to maintain control, especially of the ones closest to him.
As tension across the kingdom mounts, so do River's feelings. Has she made a terrible mistake by submitting to his breeding contract? Or will she embrace her natural instincts, gambling on love and lust in a bid to change the King forever?
This ebook contains arousing scenes of pleasure, submission, and pregnancy. An erotic romance novelette of over 9,000 words.
“Never ask me to spare a traitor again. Just for asking me once, you must pay dearly,” he said, pausing to bite her earlobe. “In this kingdom, there is a long tradition of taking on the debt of another – moral or otherwise. The new debtor must take all the punishment. All of it.”
Her heart leaped into her chest. She knew he wouldn't harm her, and especially not their baby, but what did he mean?
“Obviously, I cannot do that in this situation. I have another arrangement that seems fair...”
Spinning her around, he tore at the back of her dress. River flapped her hands as he dragged her further into the chamber, towards the bed. When her chest fell onto it, cushioned by the mattress and her swollen breasts, he finished stripping away her clothes, leaving nothing but the hose and heels.
King Lukos pushed his fingers up the crack between her buttocks, gliding over her dark panties, until he reached the wet spot on the front. He snorted, and brought his face back down to her ear.
“How long have you missed this?” He tilted his hips forward, anchoring the erection beneath his trousers up along her rear. She rubbed her lips together and let out a whistle.
“Torture, no? Maybe you understand how I felt for weeks, not being able to come here due to other demands. But maybe you feel differently...and I do not care if you do.” His fingers twisted her hair, pulling her head up, until he spoke directly to her eardrum. “I care about my pleasure, and if you want some reprieve for the killer downstairs, that is all you need to concern yourself with too.”
Growling, King Lukos spun her around again, never letting his hand leave the back of her neck. He sensed the tremors in her body, and felt the cold veil of sweat rising up on her skin. It only stiffened the hardness in his pants, the furious bundle of energy now guiding him.
“Undo my belt buckle, and pull it out. Let us find out how good you are with your mouth.”
God, I've never been too great at this. He's never wanted me to serve him this way before...not like this.
Before, the King had taken her for pleasure, never letting go of the breeding impulse. This time, he was asking for something different, with none of the love or kindly instruction in his voice. This was a demand, pure and simple.
Arthur Mitchell is an erotica writer specializing in extremes. He writes to explore the dark side of human sexuality and power play. His dozens of stories span a vast universe of kink, where relationships take a quirky turn, and the fires of lust are always blazing.