Ben opened his eyes and looked over at him. “Yeah, I’ve been taking meetings. It’s going pretty well too. I feel like
Simon Cowell
.”
“I was hoping to garner an audience…shipping isn’t really my thing.”
Harley knew the Estales House had made a mint in the international shipping industry, and while it wasn’t a normal pursuit of any house of Satyr, it worked for some of them, but not all.
“I can see your talents are already wasted,” Ben said. “Sure thing, stop by tomorrow. I’m doing walk-ins from then onwards. Please come in the morning, so I can ease gently into the day. You should pop in too, Sebastian.
Greece
isn’t the only option. Plus it’d be great to have someone who knows the ins and outs of the other side of things.”
“Yeah, I guess I could,” Sebastian said. “I’ve travelled enough to know the other clans pretty well. I’ll think about it.”
Harley grinned. “Ah business.” He gripped his pet’s head. “I suppose you don’t want to come do you pet…make her scream, and you’ll get your end.”
The girl worked harder, sucking furiously, making Ben’s girl scream around his cock.
“Fucking hell!” Ben growled loudly, fisting the girl’s hair painfully.
Harley pulled the two girls away from Ben and his little strumpet, and moved one to the couch and laid her down. The other he guided to his cock. He leant down and gripped his pet’s hips and raised them. Bringing them to mouth height, he gave her a slow lick, watching the girl moan and pinch her nipples. If Arabella was anywhere near this responsive, the evening was going to go well. He sucked and licked at her, once again slipping two fingers into her.
She cried out, writhing above him, her fingers twisting her nipples viciously. The one at his cock sucked him down, swallowing him deep into her throat, purring on him.
Harley growled and brought the pet he was attending quickly, and she screamed her passion. He dropped her, smirking, and she curled up next to him, a quivering mess. The girl at his cock sucked harder, and he fisted his hand in her hair and looked over to Ben. “Interesting that we are the only ones that made it, isn’t it?”
“Made it?” Ben sat, faking surprise badly. “Nobody else got here?” He looked at Alexander to Sebastian who now had his girl on her knees and was busy railing her hard. “Huh, that’s really weird. Something must have come up.”
Harley laughed. “You hid the portal, didn’t you?”
“Hid, blocked, it’s all the same really.”
Harley shook his head and sat back, enjoying the tight suction playing merrily on his turgid cock and sighed. They were going to be in a right row the second they got out of there, unless of course, Ben threw his weight around. He knew why he did it, to spite his crusty old fuck of a father-in-law, but the others were going to be pissed about too. “You do realise this is going to piss off many a Satyr, right?”
“I’ll open it back up somewhere secluded. I’ll just say that I hid it. Not blocked. Just wanna keep it down long enough to piss off the old man. Mina’s talked me into letting him see Jared. So if he gets too pissed, I’ll suggest we go see the little ankle biter.”
Harley opened an eye. “Oh? Well, you’re the boss. Or maybe she is.” He grinned and gripped the girl’s head, then pulled her off him and picked her up. She wiped her mouth and climbed into his lap and slipped down on his cock.
The girl moaned, taking his pleasure as hers. He looked over to Sebastian and grinned. “Call over the brunette with the big hazel eyes by the tall evergreen. Trust me you’ll enjoy her.”
Sebastian nodded, taking his advice.
“I’m the boss,” Ben said, plunging into the girl he’d been teasing. “And that’s the whole point. I can’t keep being so petty, especially not now when things are precarious.
Milton
wants to see the kid, and I need to revive my clan. I’m going to need his support at some point and pissing him off, whilst fun, doesn’t really do it for me anymore. I need to start being more responsible and level-headed. Besides, I can get to him more like this. We had dinner the other night, and Mina publicly scolded me for using the wrong fork.” Ben laughed. “If he thinks I’m led around by my balls by his daughter, he’s more inclined to believe that I’m in his pocket, and that leaves me free to work around his traps and double dealings.”
Harley blinked. “My god. You’re a mastermind.” The girl on his lap shuddered as he pinched her clit.
Karina walked over and stood in front of Sebastian, waiting.
Harley smirked. “Make me proud, Karina.”
She nodded and cocked her head. “What is your pleasure?”
“What’s your speciality?” Sebastian licked his lips, looking her over.
Ben scowled at his cousin. “Well, don’t sound so surprised. I play the fool very well. I’m opening the portal now.”
“Shame.” Harlequin worked his companion to her breaking point and bit her nipple, not drawing blood but helping to send her over the edge. He followed her over and growled, then panted and pulled her off him. She joined the girl next to him and kissed her. He knew where it was heading and paid it no mind. He heard the others start to clamour in and shook his head as he saw
Milton
’s eyes flash with anger.
Karina smiled. “I’m well versed in all forms of pleasure. My master taught me well.”
“Save the lines.” Sebastian grabbed her, pulling her down into a kiss. “I want to know what you’re best at, what do you love?” he whispered in her ear, his tongue tracing the soft outer shell.
“Yeah, they’re pissed all right.” Ben grinned. “Well, serves them right for sending a time demon in first.”
Harley nodded and pulled a cigarette out of the side pocket of his jacket and lit it, well on his way to flavour country. He watched Karina giggle and lick her bottom lip.
“Um, I love a thick cock fucking me while I’m getting spanked,” she told him just loud enough for the guys to hear.
“We should try that then.” Sebastian pulled her close, spanking her hard. “See? That wasn’t so bad, turn around.”
She shivered and nodded, doing as he asked and winked at Harley. He smirked and looked over at Ben who was enjoying himself far too much as
Milton
walked over.
“Esben? How is it you managed to get in here?”
Milton
asked.
“Me?” Ben sounded genuinely confused. “The portal was right there, we all used it. Why? How did you guys get in?”
Milton
seethed. “Don’t play with me, boy.”
“Play?
Milton
, exactly what are you accusing me of?”
“You know damn well what you did, Esben…the only Satyr with demon powers hiding a demon grotto.”
“And what the hell do you think I’d gain from that?” He stood pushing the girl off him. “My reputation is on the line here as much as yours is! Look, Mina wanted me to end this stupid feud we have. She says it’s not good for her or Jared, and I agree with her. My son doesn’t know his only grandparents, and that’s my fault, but if all I’m going to be met with is suspicion, then I don’t know what to do. Portals fluctuate, and I don’t have control over them on a good day. I can find them, sure, but what you’re suggesting is impossible for me to do.”
Harley watched as exactly what his cousin had said would happen, played out and inwardly laughed. In no time, Ben would be the power of the American Satyrs, and
Milton
wouldn’t even know how it had happened. Harley was watching history in the making. His cousin was a genius.
Milton
blinked and softened. “Well, obviously, I was merely suggesting that you could have been playing about. We have all been there once or twice. Right?” He chuckled and steered Ben away from the group towards the other older Satyrs and some of the younger ones that had just gotten in and blathered on about nothing.
The last thing Harley heard from
Milton
before they got out of earshot was, “So tell me about the boy…”
Harley looked at Sebastian and Alexander who were both stunned. “And that boys, is why you might consider Tempest.”
“Wow.” Sebastian stilled from taking pleasure in Karina. “That was impressive. Thinking on switching sides yourself?”
Harley shrugged. “Never say never, Bastian.” He grinned and stood, stubbing out his cigarette. “Enjoy the girls. I have some things to do before the celebration. I’ll see you guys tonight.”
Chapter Five
The congregation was lively, to say the least, as Harley walked in the large dining room. The space had been transformed with lavish decorations into a lush paradise, complete with potted palms, ferns and Acanthas. The staff had brought in large Corinthian style columns, as well as divans upholstered in rich blues, greens and gold, some of the colours of the European houses. They honoured their members from over the pond for Olanis, and honoured the joining between Harley and Arabella.
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 familiar 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?”