Dark Lord (20 page)

Drest
Kavanaugh
, an
Asstrumnian
hybrid, was sent by his
K
ing to infiltrate Countess Nefertiti Avenal’s harem.
His forged papers proclaiming him to be Lord Woodcock gained him easy entry to the Avenal mansion, but he had no intention of actually serving as the depraved woman's paramour.
The thought of entertaining the Deranged Dominatrix left him cold, but her sister was another matter.
The thought of making Lady Eden his lover was tempting, despite the fact that she was technically his enemy.
When Nefertiti expressed her intention to try out her new
“
Roman toys
”
on him, he chose to ignore her.
He had not realized that she would not take no for an
answer.
After being accosted by eunuchs and chained to Nefertiti's bed, he realized too late that he had underestimated the woman’s lust and determination.

Eden Avenal resents that her life is completely under the control of her deranged half-sister.
She is expected to serve Nefertiti like a slave and never voice any complaints.
When she sees the newest addition to the harem, she feels an instant attraction.
She knows that she cannot act on it, as the male belongs to her sister and is forever out of her reach.
When she stumbles upon Lord Woodcock using inhuman abilities to free himself from Nefertiti’s bed, she realizes that he is no
Flourdan
lord.
He is a member of a race known to abduct and enslave humans for sport, and she has just become his prisoner.

Excerpt from Deceptive Lord

Eden traveled to Eros with
Jules,
Audrelia
, and Miss Portia Fairley.
In Eros, Eden was thrilled to spend a day in the arena to watch the gladiators.
The gladiators fought bravely with various weapons, including maces and swords.
The excitement of the crowd heightened as the battles progressed.
Eventually, three huge barbarian warriors were sent into the ring and the crowd roared in approval.
One of the gladiators,
Carpaticus
, was considered a champion and had a legion of fans.
Several minutes later, some gates were opened and lions, tigers, wild boars, and wild wolves were sent into the ring.
Carpaticus
and the other two gladiators fought bravely.
Carpaticus
took out a net and managed to capture one of the wild wolves.
One of his companions managed a deathblow to one of the boars.

Suddenly, the arena was covered in a blanket of darkness.
Eden glanced toward
the sky and it appeared that some large dark shapes were circling overhead; they were so gigantic that they blocked the sun’s rays.
A feeling of dread seized her and she felt queasy.
Something about the creatures reminded her of the
dronusfly
.
She watched in horror as some of the creatures scattered in the air, making way for one of them to dive through the mass of circling shapes to reach the floor of the arena.
Light from the sun filled the arena once again, enabling all of them to see what had landed.
It had excessive height, possibly ten feet or more.
It had multicolored wings like a butterfly, although they were far from delicate and appeared as sharp and metallic as steel.
The expansive wings were attached to a body shaped like a human.
The skin was covered by black tattoos and was unadorned with any clothing.
It had the appearance of maleness, judging from the massive appendage swinging through the air like a weapon.
The head was bald and covered by
black tattoos of unusual design.
The face appeared humanoid, although it had pointed ears and large slanted gray eyes.

“Death to the Romans!
We will take your heads.”
The creature grabbed a lion and bit off its head.
Blood gushed from the headless area while the lion’s body convulsed in death throes.
The creature tossed the carcass into the stadium of spectators, where it knocked over several Romans as if they were bowling pins.
While thrusting the severed lion head high in the air, the creature grabbed one of the gladiators by his long hair and yanked him through the air.
The creature slammed the gladiator on the ground, stepped on his body, and wrenched of his head.
It kicked the wriggling headless carcass away with its bare foot and lifted up the head to peruse it.
“This is a fine Roman head.
It may even be good enough for my special collection.”
The winged hybrid stuck the lion head between its legs while it attached the human head to a
string; it then placed the string around its neck.
The creature grabbed the lion head, hefted it into the air, and produced a terrifying battle cry.
It twirled the decapitated head in the air several times before tossing it into the crowd.
“We will end your race if you do not stay within your own territories.
If you are not careful, we may end your race just because we fucking feel like it.”
The creature proceeded to rip the heads off the remaining animals in the ring, throwing the heads into the crowd.
The floor of the arena ran red with blood while the people in the stadium screamed in horror.

Titus
Quinticus
, the governor of Eros, stood proudly and raised his fists.
“We are Romans and we do not cow in fear of vile beasts.
Our champion,
Carpaticus
, will flay you with his sword.”
The crowd cheered and began chanting
Carpaticus’s
name.
Carpaticus
and his companion circled the creature and took stabs at it with their
swords.
The champion heroically threw a spear at the creature, but it bounced ineffectively off the wing.
The creature lunged forward and one of the gladiators was cut in half by the creature’s wing.

The creature picked up
Carpaticus
and tossed him into the air like a ball several times.
“This is your strongest warrior?
He is nothing more than a toy that will soon be broken.
Watch how I break your precious toys!
Your tears will soon fill a river as I destroy what you love.”
As the crowd wailed, the creature smiled triumphantly.
“Damn right, I’m the biggest asshole bully at the playground.
You’re not men.
You are nothing but dirty Roman cunts, and you will learn to fear me, mother fucker.”
Finally, it tired of playing with its prey and it decapitated the head of
Carpaticus
.
The creature strung the head of the gladiator around its neck.
It grabbed the body of the fallen warrior and flew into the air.
It paused long enough to deposit the headless corpse
across Titus
Quinticus’s
lap.
It then grabbed the woman sitting beside Titus
Quinticus
and carried her into the air.
People in the stadium began to panic, screaming and running for their lives.
Eden and her companions waited for the crowd to thin before they made their way out of the arena.
It had been announced that there would be no more games in Eros that week.

Excerpt from Deceptive Lord

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
K
ing’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.