05: Nyxora
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The Fox Kingdom and Ironfang have been in disagreement for decades. A marriage treaty was the best solution we ever came up with in years as no king wanted to bow to the other but the sassy arrogant Fox princess had been putting the marriage on hold for months. I'd given up on the marriage and opted for an exclusive breeder.
" The breeder will stay." I told Auron. I am not sending the breeder away because of Nyxora.
" But that would cause scandal and piss the fox king," Auron tried to make me understand the implications of keeping my breeder while being married to Nyxora but I know better than him what the implications are. I am Nightbane Voidheart, I do not submit to anyone. I do not do things to please other kings. The only people I listen to are my subjects. My packs.
" They don't have to know about the breeder. She is a secret, meant to be kept by you and others." I told him, my voice sending the warning down his spine. He knew better not to reveal this secret.
I only had an hour of sleep before continuing my duties as the king. Reviewing appeals and other trivial and important matters. Soon, it was noon and I'd almost forgotten about the breeder when I remembered mid-lunch.
I mindlinked Rita and she confirmed to me that the breeder was awake and doing okay. My beta came and whispered to me " Nyxora is here," he whispered and I swallowed the wine and dropped the cup on the table. Didn't he say Twilight? Why is she here so soon?
The voices of women and children singing her praises to welcome her reached my ear. Reluctantly, I got up but then sat down. Why should I welcome her?
" What happens when I am absent?" I asked him, leaning against my chair.
" I take over," he answered and suddenly realized what I was implying.
" But ..." He protested and I shot him a glare that shut his mouth up.
" Welcome Nyxora and take her to her assigned quarters. Do what you need to do. I will meet her later," I told him and reluctantly, he left to carry out the task.
I continued with my meal, a book titled " The King and His Lover " in my left hand as I munched and read at the same time.
" Where's the king? Won't he welcome me?" Nyxora's angry voice reached my ear.
" I won't go anywhere with you until I see the king," she insisted and I scoffed. Does she think the Ironfang palace is her father's palace?
The door opened and I raised my head from the book I was immersed in to see Selene standing in the room, her head bowed.
" Forgive me, my king. Felyndra asked for an audience," she says skeptically and my face wrinkled in annoyance.
" Who the hell is Felyndra?" I roared and she fell to her knees, her neck baring. Who is that to interrupt my meal time? Just before I could get my anger in check, the door opened and she barged in. My breeder. My eyes narrowed.
" What are you.." before I could finish my question, she cut me off.
" When do we get to start making babies? " Huh? My eyes widened and I gulped slowly. f**k! I cursed silently and looked away. How dare she come in here looking like a w***e? Does she know she is playing with fire?
I slowly placed the book on the table and stood up.
I walked over to where she stood and I heard her heart beat faster than normal as I approached her but despite being scared, she held her nose in the air.
I stood before her, a few feet separating us and her heart thudded loudly that I could see the rise and fall of her chest through the thin fabric she wore.
" Do you know you are playing with fire? Fleryda?" I asked her and I felt her tremble, her unwavering eyes holding mine.
" Fe-lyn-dra-" she corrected and my arm swiftly wrapped around her tiny waist, pulling her to me that she gasped loudly as our bodies pressed against each other. A spark traveled down my legs and I pulled her closer, pressing her firmly against me. Her hands rested gently on my chest for support.
She gulped loudly and her eyes traveled to her hands which were on my chest.
" If you know the bad things I can do to your body, you wouldn't come here dressed so provocatively," I said, my voice barely above a whisper and I saw her tremble.
I leaned downward, my fingers gently tucked her hair behind her ear and she shivered, making a squealing sound when my finger brushed her nape.
" I barely touched you but look at how melted you are like a gel," my lips brushed against her ear and her legs betrayed her but she gripped my robe tightly for support, her heart pounding against my chest.
My hand traveled to her round small ass and gripped it firmly, making her gasp and moan. Her ass muscles pulsated in my grip and I swallowed a groan.
" What ... are ... you doing .. to me?" She asked difficultly, her breath caught in her throat.
I should be asking her what she is doing to me because the beast In me wants to get her laid right there on the floor.
" Your smell is provocative," I husked, burying my nose in her neck and she jerked, gripping my chest tighter, and pressed her lower body against mine.
I inhaled her scent and my tooth ache but I pressed my lips together before gently laying her on the floor, her hands still clutching my chest as she pants erratically.
" Do not regret this," I mumbled against her neck and she whimpered, trying to wrap her legs around my waist.
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