Lowly Seduction

Chapter 3 || 𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙

𝙕𝙞𝙤𝙣...

"We received notice of the humans, two groups today attempted breaching The Court's border. Your brother advices you to have extra security emplaced as they might begin smuggling themselves in the palace, sir." The servant spoke before dismissing herself.

That man that I called my brother had set me up for failure. Since fathers death a month ago he has been pushing me to have the orcs lead the country again, he knew there was no changing our father's mind but with me I was gullible.

"What I am doing is best for this country." I keep having to tell myself his words, "It's the least you could do as you have that disgraceful human blood in you, honour us orcs."

I shouldn't let his words rule me, I was king and he was nothing more than a prince. But still I let him control my mindset because I believe that his decisions were better than mines, now look.

What made the situation worse was that the heir for this kingdom wouldn't be an pure orc. Most likely a hybrid since I had no interest in orc men nor women. And according to the guards that arrived back at the palace an hour ago, they had informed me that the person who I was going to mate was a human. A male human at that. He'd already start causing chaos in the palace since his arrival, apparently he fled from the guards and was very vulgar towards bystanders - so I heard atleast.

So now I felt desirous to see this man for myself. He must've been very eye-catching for my men to bring him here alone and not to mention he was the first of them to come to my palace. Any other of the slaves were sent to my brother where he made use of them. Whatever it was it was none of my business because my bride. My mate, was here for me inside the banquet hall.

I entered and immediately the lotus scent of Jasmine hit my nose. My head followed it until seeing him.

Creamy caramel skin that glistened with golden flakes. He was doe-eyed with long hazel lashes, the colour of his orbs was nearly as fine as champagne. The gaze he gave me wasn't pleasant. Hatred reeked in it but it did not startle me what so ever, in fact it was rather exciting.

On his head were bouncy umber curls. The male's rosebud lips were parted ever since I stepped foot inside, the need to have my seed smeared on them was overwhelming.

I lowered my eyes.

The table hid his full body from my view so I can only see his shined chest and plump nipples - perfect for our children to feed on. His ribs were prominent as if he were a stray dog making regret shower me knowing that there were others in worse conditions than this. His short fingers gripped the table cloth after I began making my way to the head seat. The seat right beside him.

His fiery glare was enough to tell me he didn't want me close. It unsettled me to see him so enraged. Taming this boy would not be easy.

Just as I was about to speak the servers entered the room placing our lunch across the table. Lobsters, shrimp and pork were served, at the side were veggie dishes and sauces. It was almost like the human was drooling over himself after seeing the food with his hands trembled from what I took as him controlling his instincts.

"Feast, minx."

Not bothered by the nickname the human dug right into the meal. Sauce splattered across his cheeks and in his hands were the countless meats. The man's eating was maybe worse than some orcs. He must've been starving to act in such a way infront of a king or was it that he didn't care...

I grabbed a knife before dissecting the giant pig head into small bits making it easier for the man to eat. He shot me a demented look but quickly continued feasting on the pork without thanking me. It was a shame I found pleasure watching him fill his mouth, seeing him satisfied amused me to an extent.