Chronicles- A Devil's Daughters Crossover- Book Two(Published Feb 2017)

Sinful Hunting

   Last night's festivities had been quite, irritating. Malice had not expected to have to dance, let alone courtesy to ever bastard in the bloody hall. She was supposed to be an assassin, yet she had looked more like a Lady Royal as she pranced about with the rest. Lords and bannermen, a handful of Kings from other worlds, and then there were the twins. Princes, though they acted more like barbarians, their royal fucking highness' Hallyn and Tallyn.
   Oh, how she wanted to teach them some manners, remembering the way the greet her, fondled her, expected her to be a whore. Tall, dark skinned, and incredibly gorgeous; didn't matter though, with their disgusting shows of vulgarity. 'Come with us, and we shall show you why the pale skinned broads love us so!' 
    Broads? Pale skinned? If she hadn't been bundled up so tight in that corset, she'd have shown them just how much bigger her cock was than theirs. But alas, it hadn't worked out like that, not with Kember intervening and stealing her away; the female was smart, and used her wiles well.
   Now though, after all that wining and dining, all the special interests after, and then again this morning; Malice was roaring and ready to get down those stairs. Kember, on the other hand, was still lounging in the bed, her skin so soft beneath those sheets as she watched Malice dress.
   "You know you're going to have to strip down, right?" She giggled, as Malice pulled on her jacket.
    "That's why, I've come prepared!" Malice grinned, tying back the mess of long black hair. "I'm not gonna lie, my love, I kind of like this look!"
    "You look like you sister!" Kember cocked a brow at her. "I miss the golden locks!"
    "The things we must do to procure answers!" Malice sighed, and threw on her cloak. "So, how do I look?"
    "It would look much better, if you were naked!" Kember groaned, and stretched beneath the sheets.
    "You, are the reason they call them, Wicked Witches!" Malice growled at her, but restrained her urges, "You know that, right?"
   "I guess at that is left, is for me to pick a domain then!" Kember laughed, and rose from the bed, draping the sheet around her nakedness.
   "And I will carve it out for you, just as soon as I fuck a few bastards, silly!" Malice grinned, and felt Kember's body against her own.
   "Well, don't have too  much fun!"
   "Never!" Malice replied, kissing her Witch hard.
    "No go, before they see us together!" She smiled, and watched Malice walk out the door.

                                                                                          ***

       "I welcome you all, and wish you all the best!" Khia's voice rang out, and it was all she could do, to hold her excitement back.
     Mia stood close by, listening as the crowd cheered, and those who would participate, came forward. "As it is custom, I will call your name, and you will stand before all to receive your color!" Khia carried on with the first name. "Lord Kalos, Governor of the Southern Pole of Boran Four, welcome! If  you would, my good Lord, show us all what you have to offer the Dragon Gods!"
    "Dragon Gods?" Mia let out.
    "She likes Dragons, what can I say!" Malice grinned back at her as Khia stood back and a tall, burly looking male turned round to face the crowd; opening each button on his long black jacket.
    Long white hair and steely gray eyes, he almost reminded Malice of Nissa; but without the wings and God like aura.
    "My name is Kalos, and accept the invitation to hunt!" The male let out, and Malice had to bite her lip as he stripped down to nothing but his boots, and a strip of leather, skirt? Was that what they called them, wrapped about his waist. Gods, those muscles looked divine, and Malice had to make a mental note, that he was definitely on her list.
    "Very well!" Khia replied and the crowd began to clap. "You shall bear the color yellow, and once marked, it will be know that you have made your claim!"
    Lord Kalos raised his yellow marker into the air, and again the crowd let out its roar.
    "Thank you, my Lord!" Khia smiled, clapping her hands as he left the stage to stand in the participants area, which was cordoned off with red silk. "And now, Prince's Tallyn and Hallyn of the House Morath on the planet Al'tienne; and are two of last years finalists!"
    "Thank you, Lady K!" Prince Tallyn spoke first, tying back his long dark hair.
   "And thank you all!" Prince Hallyn added, as he took to braiding his own. "It is an honor to be back here!" He told the crowd.
    Blah blah, blah! Malice couldn't believe how much ass kissing they were doing; but she couldn't help but watch, as one after the other, Hallyn and Tallyn dropped their cloaks and stood before the crowd in nothing but their underwear. Fancy too, judging by how snug they fit.
   "Thank you, thank you!" They shouted as the crowd went wild, and Lady Khia approached them once more.
    "Well, you have both filled out immensely since last we met." She told them. "Prince Hallyn, your color shall be purple, and Prince Tallyn, your's in orange! Take note, that once marked, it will be know that you have made your claim!"
   "Thank you!" They replied in unison, and made their way to stand with Kalos.
   "Next, we have Lord Waryn Baggorin..."
    The male looked to be seven feet tall, and was built like an Insidian Warlord; but holy hell, Malice could feel the river starting between her thighs. Bloody hell, he looked just like Reh but bigger. He was given the color white, before he too, took his place beside the others.  On down the list they went, a Lady Noss'ka, a tribal female with skin black as night, from the Eastern shores of Samo'san. She was a fighter in her own right, and once handed her gray marker, wearing nothing but the shreds of fabric that covered her nipples and lower sex, she took a rather provocative stance next to Lord Waryn.
   Now she, Malice thought, would make a worthy adversary, and was more than willing to show her a few of her 'assets'. Needless to say, Malice was so busy admiring the female, that she almost missed the next name.
   "Lord Casin of Indari, we welcome you!"
   Hey now, that was a name she needed to put to a face, and when she looked over, she saw the male standing with his back to her. "I am honored, that you have selected me from all of my brothers, and I will not shame you, my lovely Lady!"
   Oh damn! That voice was so very sinful, so very...
   Oh Gods! Malice wasn't going to last, not with all these tasty morsels...
   Malice watched in awe as the male dropped his cloak, sporting a mini sarong about his hips. So wicked, so...
   "Owe!" She let out, as Mia elbowed her.
   "That's him!" She told her.
   "I know!" Malice snarled back, rubbing at her arm. "Bloody fine looking male!" She said even louder, catching the wavering eyes upon her.
   "Lord Casin, your color shall be blue, and let it be known, that any who bear the color blue, have been marked and claimed by this Lord!" She nodded her head, and the luscious male accepted his marker.
    Lord Avar was next, a Vampire of Earth with a voracious appetite and rather large belly. He was given the color brown, and sworn in as a contestant. There was also Lady Sorenna of Kelmar, a lovely shade of blue on her skin, and hair as black as night; to her, Khia gave the color pink.
     "Please, everyone, let us welcome Lady Tomoe!" Khia smiled at them all. "She comes to us, all the way from Illio, and has many skills, or so I have been told!"
    The crowd cheered, and Mia had to nudge Malice again, before she realized that it was her they were cheering for. "My Lady..." Malice started, climbing the steps towards Khia. "It is an honor to be in your presence, and I assure you, my Masters send their best!"
   "Thank you, Lady Tomoe!" Khia smiled at her, and ushered for her to strip, and strip she did, letting the layers fall to the ground; and all that remained were the skimpy leather halter and the shorts she had borrowed from Zahara.
    Skimpy, was actually an understatement, for anywhere else, Malice would never have dare; but this was the hunt, revered by all for its sinful nature, and Malice was feeling extremely dirty.
   "For you, the color red, and may they all know that it was you, who left the mark!" Khia finished, and ushered her off like she had done everyone else.
    "We have Belvaya, Lady of the night!" Khia chuckled, "And let me tell you about some of the things this one can do in the dark!"
   Malice lost track of what was being said about the female, as she was more interested in the scent that Casin was letting off. A strong musk, as if he were... Oh Gods, he was extremely aroused; but for who?
    "May I present, the Lady Miryn of the Northern Ride!"
   Malice returned her attention to the stage as Mia made her way up the steps. "Thank you!" Mia let out, and turned to face the crowd.
    Again, Malice took in Casin's scent, and followed his eyes towards Mia. Long blonde hair, as Kember had suggested, and those devilish gray eyes to ask her own. She was a looker, not even Malice could pry her eyes away, and when she finally stood there, in a tight pair of black panties and tank top...
   "Your color, shall be black!" Khia told her, handing her the marker.
    "Of course!" Mia replied, and made her way towards Malice; and the scent grew stronger.
    Interesting, Malice would have to stay close to Mia, if this was how the male was acting, he'd be following her like a lost pup. "And last but not least, we have our sweet, Lady Ladine!"
    "What now?" Mia let out, and Malice coughed, giving her a nudge as they huddled together.
    "Who is that?" Malice inquired, taking in the view before her.
    Long black hair, scales that shimmered... "She comes to us from the Shadowlands, but had agreed that no shifting will occur!"
   "Shut, up!" Malice hissed quietly. "Is that, one of..."
   "The eldest!" Mia shook her head, thankful for the disguise.
   "Your color shall be green!"
   "Thank you, Lady K!" The voice ran through Mia like fingers down a chalk board.
   Holy hell! A Shadow, here! This, was never mentioned, in any of the conversations they had had. None the less, as Ladine took her place a few feet away from them, and Khia began to speak again, Mia kept a close eye on the situation.
    "Everyone, please, calm yourselves!" Khia called out. "Now that you have met our lucky twelve, let us go over the rules!" The crowd settled, and everyone waited in anticipation for the hunt to begin. "First of all, any and all weapons, are forbidden within the hunting grounds. This is not a battle field, this is an honorable place, and you will respect the activities, and one another while you are here. There is to be no blood shed due to an act of violence; to do so, will forfeit your position in the hunt, and see you spending a year within the dungeons below my keep!" Khia paused as the crowd listened for the contestants to agree.
   "Second, you hunt, you claim, your mark, you release! End of story! There are six males and six females, do not confine one for your continued pleasure! Your mark will only be counted once upon their skin!" Again she paused for them to agree.
   "Third, if you are hunted, and caught, you must surrender to their claim; but in saying that, there is to be no forced pleasure. You are all aware that any can claim you, according to ancient laws, it is male on female, or male on male, if you are hunted, you can be claimed."
   Now that there, that was interesting! How many of the males standing beside them, were going to agree? All of them it seemed, and Malice had vision running through her mind.