Flesh: Alpha Males and Taboo Tales by Scarlett Skyes et al Read Free Book Online Page B

place and let it pool around my legs, then undid the clasp that held the leggings to my heavy belt and removed that as well. I took a deep breath and drew the light coat of mail over my head. When it dropped to the floor, I was standing before the lizard king in only a short shift that came down to the middle of my thighs and my silk underthings.
    “I said disrobe.”
    My eyes widened in shock.
    “Take it off, or my men will do it for you. Before they strip the rest of your sad little entourage.”
    I stared at him in fury. I refused to move seductively, but matter-of-factly whipped off my shift and kicked out of my underclothes, and stood before him naked. I held my chin high, daring him to make some comment. He said something in the hissing tongue of his people, and one of the guards replied. The rest of them broke out in their hideous laughter.
    “What did you say?” I growled.
    “I asked my captain what he thinks of the view from behind,” said the King. “He approves.”
    I resisted the urge to cover my breasts or squeeze my legs together. The king beckoned me forward, and I stepped close to his throne. He sat up, sniffing at me. His snout almost touched my belly. I recoiled, but he grabbed my hips and pulled me close. The other lizardmen hissed in approval, beating the butts of the crude spears on the tiled floor. The king ran his hands up my sides, letting me feel his claws without breaking the skin. His hand gathered up my breasts, bouncing them to test their weight. He let go of me and made a spinning motion with his finger. I turned, and let my subjects see me. Their queen would not break down.
    The kind slapped my buttocks, smacking them and squeezing them as though testing horseflesh. His fingers pressed under me and I felt the pad of his fingertip move along my slit. I clenched my fists and endured it, biting down hard on my teeth.
    “Turn around.”
    I did as I was bid.
    “Have you ever had an elf cock inside you?”
    “No,” I snapped.
    “I see, I was hoping to ask you.”
    He hissed at his people and they burst out laughing at me again.
    “Ask me what?”
    “If it’s true what they say about elf men. That they’re small and scrawny and you need one of us to satisfy you. That’s why you let us raid and raid your settlements and carry off your women. At least we’re not hung like infants.”
    A red rage filled me, and I slapped him, or tried to. He caught my wrist and flicked my arm away contemptuously.
    “So much fire. Sit on my lap.”
    I didn’t move at first. I glanced over my shoulder and saw my subjects bound and kneeling before the monsters and I resigned myself to my fate. If it would spare them more suffering, I would deign to be this monster’s toy. I walked up to the throne and sat on his thigh, letting my weight settle in his lap, and crossed my arms over my breasts.
    “That won’t do,” said the king.
    He pulled me close to him, draping his arm around my waist, and groped my thigh while he pulled my other arm away. He ran his hand up my belly and cupped my breasts, letting them rest on his arm. He pulled me close, so he could whisper in my ear. His breath was surprisingly hot, and stank of meat.
    “Do you know what I want you to do now?”
    I remained silent.
    “Call the captain of your guard.”
    I bit my lip. “Faneth.”
    Her head lifted up. The king nodded to the lizardman behind her, and he pushed her forward. She awkwardly scrambled to her feet, her arms still bound behind her back. The held her chin up, at least until the lizard swiped the helm off her head, spilling her black hair over her shoulders. She met my gaze proudly.
    “Will she do as you command?”
    “Yes,” I said.
    “My men,” said the lizard king, “will fall on their spears if I ask it. Would she do that if you asked?”
    I lowered my eyes to the floor. “Yes.”
    “What wouldn’t she do?”
    “I don’t know.”
    The lizard king said something to the guard, and he moved beside Faneth, tossed