Deceptive Lord (Lords of Bondage) (15 page)

Eden frowned as she realized that none of them seemed to believe her.
Why was it so hard to believe that Drest had bitten her?
Was she that unappealing?

Bran looked at Belenos
.
“
Drest
i
s too preoccupied with his studies and far too busy with the tasks and duties given to him by the
King
to attach
himself
to a female
.
We
all kn
o
w that he d
oes
n’t have an interest in possessing or availing himself of slaves or captives.
”
Bran
’s expression grew rather sleazy as he glanced at Eden.
“I do
n’t know why a Flourdan female would just offer herself
up
to one of
our
kind
, but
we
could certainly make good use of her as a bed slave.
We must continue to search for that mark.”
He
sauntered up to Eden and
glanced at her throat
.
He abruptly
pulled down the top of her tunic.
“I see
no mark
here.”

***

Cantorix transported himself to Drest’s lodge
.
Finding him home, he quickly got to the point.
“There is a woman at Donovan who claims to be your
lost lover.”

A look of bafflement crossed Drest’s features.
“I have no lover.”

“This woman claims she knows you intimately,” Cantorix said.
“Perhaps you should come to Donovan and see if you remember her.
She says her name is Lady Eden Avenal, sister to the
countess
.”

“I spent some time at Avenal.”
He was swamped with
mixed feelings
of rage and shame
whenever he thought of Avenal.
The
countess
had ordered her eunuchs to shackle him to the bed and then the grotesque woman
had ordered him to have relations with her, and when he had resisted, she had ordered a eunuch to molest him.
He had managed to break free of his bonds and transport back to Ravenwood, but he had vowed to take vengeance.
The
King
had not yet agreed to allow him to return to Avenal.
He did not remember meeting the
countess
’s sister.
He assumed she must have been as likeable as her sister
, only less memorable.
He wasn’t sure how she had come to be at Avenal and he didn’t know what she had to gain by claiming they were intimate.
She would regret sharing the Avenal name when he was done with her and she would pay for the sins of her family.
“I
do not believe I have
intimate knowledge of the lady
, but I
will come to Donovan and determine whether I know her.
Give me a few minutes to take care of some things here first.”

***

Cantorix transported back to the Donovan stronghold.
“He says that he was at Avenal, but he cannot recall the woman.”

“Did you even talk to Drest?” Eden asked angrily.
“He would most certainly know me.”

Belenos shook his head.
“
He does not know you and there is no mark on your skin.”

Bran leered at her.
“Yes, we must keep searching for the mark to prove your claim.”
He tore the tunic from
her body.
“I will perform the inspection.”

Eden screamed and struggled wildly as the male began to tear at her clothing.
The male overpowered her easily and he restrained her hands in his fist.
Cantorix
forced her to look into his eyes and he spoke inside her head, giving her orders.
She
would be
paralyzed and unable to produce speech or form words.

Belenos
watched as Bran tore at the female’s clothing.
“Bran, try to curtail your lechery.
I do not want the woman to be molested
.
The t
ask
needs to be performed
in a more clinical manner.
”
He made eye contact with Cantorix.
“Get the druid and have him do the inspection.”
Cantorix retrieved the druid, Ninian Byrne, and returned in a flash.

“I need you to inspect the female and determine whether she possesses a mark
,
”
Belenos said.

Ninian, dressed in a hooded dark robe that concealed much of his face, walked up to the female.
He could tell that she was entranced and completely powerless.
She would be aware of her surroundings, but she would be unable to move or talk.
He had performed countless inspections throughout the years.
He would be performing a similar inspection of the sacrificial virgin later, although he wouldn’t be searching for a particular mark.
He didn’t know why they had brought back two females; he
assumed that they were planning on using this one as a slave, and he wasn’t sure that was a wise move.
Someone had removed part of her clothing already, as her breasts were exposed.
She stood still and silent, so she was obviously entranced.
He removed the rest of her clothing to perform the examination.
He searched every part of her, looking for any marks
or obvious signs of infection or disease.
“I see no marks or brands on her skin, and I cannot determine whether or not she ever had any.
She appears healthy and free of disease.”
He lifted her breasts to look underneath them, as some hybrids tended to mark those soft areas.
“She has not been marked.”
He got on his knees to examine her lower half.
“Hips are wide, but that is normal for human fem
ales.”
He
began
to
conduct
a
vaginal exam.
“
No virgin barrier
.
Ovaries are present and feel normal.
No sign of pregnancy.
No sign of disease or infection.”
Ninian examined the rest of her and then indicated that he was done.
Belenos dismissed him.

“I’ve not seen a naked human till now,” Bran said, eying her in a lustful manner.
“Why do they have such wide hips?”

“Their young
is
much larger and they have a longer gestational period,” Belenos replied.
“They can breed every five years, which is why the humans tend to overpopulate their regions.”
The alien hybrid females
could breed every ten years and the young tended to be half the size of human young at birth.
However,
Asstrumnians tended to be larger than humans when they reached adult
hood
.
“We
will
wait for Drest.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Sometime
later, Drest made his appearance
.
There was only one female in the room, so he assumed that she was the one claiming to be his lover.
She was nude and obviously entranced, as she was standing perfectly still and her facial features reflected calmness.
She probably felt anything but calm, since she was in enemy territory in a room full of hybrids.
She was a liar, as he had no knowledge of the woman and there was no way that he would have forgotten her, had he known her.
She didn’t look anything like Nefertiti, who he remembered clearly as a
disgusting psycho bitch with poor
hygiene.
He wondered if this female was really the sister of the
countess
.
He recognized her features as being Flourdan, with blonde hair and royal blue eyes.
Her face was striking in its beauty.
Her shape was similar to those beauties depicted in the erotic artwork displayed in the
King
’s pleasure rooms, especially the paintings of human slaves serving their hybrid masters.
Her form was different than Asstrumnian females and he wondered what it would feel like to be inside a human woman.
He had heard whispers of those who had tried humans, and although he tended to ignore the talk, he couldn’t help but feel curious.
She claimed to be his lover and he wondered why she
would do that.
What would she do if he claimed her and took her home?

“Is this your female?” Belenos asked.
Cantorix released her from his mental hold and
the female
rushed to Drest, throwing herself in his arms.

The female wrapped her arms around him.
“Finally, they bring you to me!
Get me out of here.”

The impact of her body against his had stunned him.
She was completely naked and he could not believe that she had leapt into his arms.
He was not only a stranger, he was an alien hybrid.
Naked humans should be running away from the aliens, not toward them.
Cold chills enveloped her body and she began to shiver.
He placed his arms around her
to warm her skin and provide comfort, as she was shaking, probably more from her anxiety than from actual coldness.
She looked into his eyes and
he sensed
her
nervousness.
He had expected her to be uncomfortable when facing the one who would soon be calling her a liar.
He didn’t know why he bothered with her comfort, as she didn’t deserve to be coddled when she was likely planning something devious.

His hands wandered against his better judgment.
He ran his hand through
her hair
, trying to calm her.
He placed his other hand on her back and began to rub it with a soothing motion.
She
didn’t seem to mind his wandering hands and she appeared
to relax slightly.
He ran his hand
down
her back, then past it to her rear.
He grabbed her buttocks with both hands, intrigued by the additional padding that human females carried on their bottoms.
Hybrid females were bony, sharp, and angular.
They didn’t carry the extra bits of fatty tissue that humans possessed.
He imagined the cushy parts of the human females would be quite useful during intercourse, as the male could hold the female in place without the discomfort of sharp bony areas poking into him.
She clutched him tighter
and he sensed her continued nervousness
.
He
fingered a lock of her hair; its texture was like silk.
He
slid his hand from her hair and cupped her breast, then proceeded to rub it with a circular motion.
He liked the shape
and feel of her.
She made no protest as he groped her, and he wondered just how far she was willing to take this game of hers.
He
cupped
the soft feminine folds of
her sex
, which must have startled her because she made a
harsh breathing sound.
Her eyes were closed, but she clutched his shoulders tightly.
He waited for a sound of outrage or indignation to escape her lips, as he was taking liberties that no lady should allow.
He felt the dampness of her against his fingers and he could sense her arousal.
“Do you like my touch?”
A soft moan was his only answer.
He
began massaging her there
and her soft panting sounds signaled her increasing excitement
.

“Drest, take me to your bed.”

He
didn’t think he had ever been so aroused in his life.
The female seemed perfectly willing to satisfy his fantasies, including the one involving the plundering and enslavement of a captive human.
He didn’t understand her willingness and he knew it was possibly some ploy or strategy of hers to get something she wanted.
He couldn’t begin to guess what she hoped to gain by surrendering her body to him.
Whatever her goal, she would not obtain it.
He knew that she was up to something and could not be trusted.
Against his better judgment, he decided to accept her offering.
He knew it was probably a bad idea, but he was past thinking.
He looked at
Belenos.
“She is mine.”

He transported them, but not to his lodge.
He took her to a room that they used for the interrogation of prisoners.
He sat her on the table and took her mouth in a kiss.
Whatever she was, she was most definitely aroused.
He wondered if human females were just naturally lustful creatures.
He was surprised when she reached underneath his trousers
, and s
he seemed to grow excited when she found the evidence of his maleness.
He decided to help her out a bit, so he freed himself from
his clothing
.
She scooted forward on the table and started to rub against him
.
H
e positioned her better
with his hands
and entered her in one
forceful
thrust.
Instantly, he realized why some of his people were addicted to human
females and chose to keep them, usually secreted away
some place where others could not take them and entrance them for their own use.
Her small passage
felt exquisite
and was a reminder that humans possessed slightly different anatomy.
He thrust inside her wet welcoming depths as her legs tightened around him.
Her capacity to be stimulated without the effects of a mating bond was unique to humans, as Asstrumnian females were not capable of natural sexual sensations.
He continued to move in her, liking the sound of the little cries she was making.
He halted suddenly when he noticed they were no longer alone in the room.
He glared at the intruder.
“Get out.”