Chapter 142
“Good evening Prince Adio,” Prince Deacon greeted him politely. All Prince Adio’s wives were beautiful, one more than the next, but Prince Deacon knew not to compliment their beauty or to even acknowledge them unless he was asked by Prince Adio.
Over the next few days and evenings, Prince Deacon could not help getting his hopes up every time Princes Freda met someone new. By the last evening, Prince Deacon did not even bother to join the ball and spent his evening listening to the rain falling outside, wondering if they will be able to travel back home tomorrow.
Princess Freda was looking around the dance floor while standing with a few other princesses and Dutchess making small talk, wondering where Prince Deacon was.
“Excuse me,” Princess Freda said before walking away to search for Prince Deacon.
‘I suppose I cannot break his bond with Emily and if I hope to still have a friend in him, I guess I have to go tell him the truth about Emily and her family,’ Princess Freda thought to herself as she left the ballroom.
Prince Adio noticed her leave and took his leave as well, his wives following him.
“Go prepare our room. Tonight, I will make a wife out of Princess Freda,” Prince Adio instructed his wives.
“Zuberi, you will get her to wear the virgin shawl only, and get her ready to offer herself to me,” Prince Adio told his wife with supernatural abilities that could persuade anything and anyone to do what she wanted, not knowing that she was nothing more but a prehistoric vampire.
Princess Freda noticed Zuberi in the hallway on her way to Prince Deacon’s room. “Lady Zuberi, how are you this evening?”
“Follow me Princess Freda,” Zuberi compelled her.
“Sure,” Princess Freda agreed against her will not understand why.
Once inside a room with two servant girls from Egypt, Zuberi continued to compel Princess Freda. “Allow them to dress you in this beautiful shawl that Prince Adio gifted you.”
Princess Freda wanted to object but she could not find the will to do so and before she knew it she stood naked, stripped of her evening dress and her undergarments.
The bedroom door opened and a young man with similar appearance as Prince Adio walked in and then comes to a halt. “Zuberi, this is my room.”
Prince Ra barely had the words out when he felt the fated mate bond rip through his soul again, as it has done so many times before. He immediately dropped his emerald-light eyes to the floor so as to not give away that he had bonded with someone, in fear that his father will take her.
“I needed a room to get Princess Freda ready. She will become another wife of your father in a moment,” Zuberi said, showing with her hand to the servants to finish the task of dressing Princess Freda.
“I am?” Princess Freda asked, shocked as she allowed the servants to dress her even though she just wanted to put her hands over her body to try to cover herself.
Prince Ra’s eyes slowly swept over Princess Freda, tracing up from her feet to her legs to her pubic hair, her perfect hips, her tight belly, her full breast, her neck and finally meeting her eyes again. He wondered if she was aware that they have just mated. ‘Perhaps she has never been fated before,’ Prince Ra thought as he held her eyes to his.
Prince Ra never got the Were-snake gene and his father resented him for it. Even though he traveled with his father, being the only child, he was never allowed to be seen or to be acknowledged as his father’s son. All his father’s wives besides Zuberi were once his fated mates. Every time he fated with a woman, he was only allowed to stay fated with her if his father does not want her and thus far, his father took every fated mate of his.
‘It is a first that my father claimed a woman before I mated with her, but then again, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever mated with,’ Prince Ra thought, still holding her eyes.
‘How is it that I can hear him in my head?’ Princess Freda thought to herself, worried about the situation she found herself in.
‘Oh, ok, so it must be your first time that you are mated,” Ra mind linked her stepping out of the room.
‘Don’t go, please help me. Why can I not fight against it?’ Princess Freda mind linked panicked, looking at Zuberi.
Prince Raw saw what Princess Freda has been up to. ‘You have not been kind to your friend, so perhaps you deserve this.’
Princess Freda felt the tears running from her face.
“Stop crying. Prince Adio doesn’t like weakness,” Zuberi compelled her.
The two servants stepped away from Princess Freda to allow Zuberi to give her a final look over.
“Time to get you ready for Prince Adio,” Zuberi said, walking towards the door.
“What do mean?” Princess Freda asked, wondering what Zuberi was talking about as she thought she was ready.
“Follow me without a word,” Zuberi compelled her.
Princess Freda followed Zuberi out of the room into another.
‘What is your name?’ Princess Freda mind linked her fated mate, Prince Ra.
‘Ra, well, Prince Ra,’ Prince Ra mind linked her back, watching through her eyes, seeing his father's other wives, all arranged on a bed.
‘I am princess Freda,’ she mind linked. Prince Ra could feel her fear but knew it will soon be turned into pleasure.
“Now relax and don’t be afraid,” Zuberi compelled her, taking her hand and pulling her with her to sit down on the bed.
This will be the first time Prince Ra looked in on what exactly goes on when his father took a wife, because before he was made to un-mate first.
‘Good thing I am not mind-lined to my father,’ Prince Ra thought as he walked back into his room.
The two-servant woman was still in the room. Both of them walked over to him and were about to take his clothes off and lay with him for the night as they have done so many times before as all his father allowed him to have was servants.
‘One day I will end him and take all my fated mates back,’ Prince Ra thought to himself as he send the servants to go away.
Prince Ra relaxed into his bed, struggling to get comfortable in the English bed, missing his own room. ‘At least my father has not denied me any luxuries.’
Prince Ra focused on Princess Freda and what she felt and saw.
Zuberi was the first to lean in and touch Princess Freda’s lips before leaning in and kissing her.
‘What is she doing? Freda, stop her, run,’ Princess Freda tried to will herself.
‘Why not just try to enjoy yourself?’ Prince Ra encouraged her.
‘If you are not going to help me, then you should get out of my head,’ Princess Freda demanded.
‘Make me,’ Prince Ra mind linked her.
Princess Freda felt an elegant hand wrap around her one breast, fiddling with her nipple, easily making it stiff through the sheer shawl.
Princess Freda pulled out of Zuberi’s kiss and grabbed the hand on her breast. “Don’t!”
“Shhh, relax, don’t deny us,” Zuberi said but does not compel her as she gently forced Princess Freda to lay down, tracing her hands down, between Princess Freda’s legs and parted her legs while another wife pulled the sheer fabric away.
Princess Freda wanted to protest, but when Zuberi’s fingers touched her between her legs and started to circle her fingers around her cl*tor*s with her mouth on hers again, Princess Freda gasped at the touch, pleasure escaping her mouth. Princess Freda felt several soft hands making their way over her body, towards her breast, up her legs. She felt the fingers between her legs being replaced by warmth. A wife sucked her cl*tor*s sending Princess Freda to cloud9, making her moan in pleasure.
Prince Ra found himself in love with the innocence of Princess Freda and got lost in her pleasure as he could feel what she felt, but got pulled back to reality when her eyes flung open and looked straight into that of his father.
