Chosen Bride of the Seven Dark Princes

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

The morning after Candace lost her Avgo gemstone, Dante left on some important business trip with only a single rose bud left on her nightstand and a small message saying he would be back that night to tuck her in.

Leonardo had also taken off to take care of some medical emergency that had cropped up on one of his warships. Such was the life of a doctor.

He had hurriedly dropped a kiss on her lips before flying off, also promising to return by the end of the day.

Byron and Lucas had both been called by the Emperor to rejoin him at Erenveil so that Lucas could learn the rudimentary basics of running an empire from Byron, who had been doing it since his teenage years.

That left Jason, Jared, and Slate still onboard the Raptor 600 with Candi.

Morning breakfast was a long drawn-out affair, not because they had a lot to say to each other but because it was constantly punctuated by so many messages coming in for all the princes.

Jason and Jared had to handle their fashion conglomerates as well as other not so public duties that had to be done surreptitiously.

Slate, on the other hand, could not turn off his communications channels. Every ship captain who contacted him had to be answered just in case it was an emergency.

In between their messages, the men would try to talk with Candi for a few minutes, only to be interrupted yet again by more incoming emergency calls.

An hour into their breakfast, Jason and Jared got the message that their aunt Beatrice and her daughter Helene were waiting for them in a hover pod on one of Dante's warships.

They quickly rose from their seats and planted a kiss on each of Candi's cheeks.

"The old fish woman and her daughter awaits. We have to go take care of this nasty business." Jason rubbed her head.

"We'll be home for dinner tonight." Jared caressed her face.

And just like that, they were gone, leaving Candi and Slate still seated at a table filled with breakfast food that had barely been touched.

Slate was still chatting with one of his ship's captains about some war thing or other when he noticed that there was no one left at the table but Candi.

"Right…yes. Do that. Get the Admiral involved as well so he knows what you're doing. I do not want you to do anything that would break protocols." Slate rose from the table even as he was chatting into his mouthpiece.

His arms reached out for Candi.

Without hesitation, she moved into his embrace, reaching around his neck as he picked her up.

"Call the war generals for a meeting in half an hour. I need to disseminate the information to each person."

He paused for a moment and looked at the clock on the wall.

"Change that to one hour." He turned and carried her into his quarters.

"I have a very important detail to take care of within the next hour. No disruptions. No interruptions. Hold all my calls."

Slate pushed the door to his quarters and entered, with her in his arms. The door closed with a silent swish behind them.

"You are my second. Do what needs to be done and report the details to me at the meeting in one hour."

He sat her on the bed, knelt in front of her and gently took off her shoes. Then he began to massage the soles of her feet.

"One last thing. Make sure you collect all the war generals' briefings. I need to hear from each of them."

From her feet, he went onto her calves, and then her thighs.

"Yes. Keep me posted on that sector as well. It could flare up into something bad." He murmured with grave eyes as his fingers continued to work their way up her skirt.

"Send in six warships and hover around. Keep a military presence there so they don't think they can do whatever they please."

With a gentle tug, her skirt was off, and he began working the buttons on her shirt.

"Fine. Do what you think is best." He slipped off her shirt and began working on removing her bra.

In one quick movement, her breasts had spilled out of their constraints and into his waiting hands.

"Okay. See you in an hour." He said as he touched his earpiece to disconnect the call.

His eyes grew hazy with passion as he slipped off the communication device and dipped his mouth to take a soft pink nipple into his mouth.

It quickly hardened into pert buds ready to be suckled by him.

His other hand began needing and rolling the tip of her other nipple while his tongue and lips suckled its twin peak.

"Haaaaaaahhhh." Candi sighed.

He switched to the other breast and fixed his soft lips onto the perky nipple that his fingers had been teasing and this one also got licked and tongued.

Candi's body shook with spasms of delight. He knew exactly where the nerve endings of her breasts were and he played on each of those in harmony.

"Oh my Baby, I've been starving to death for you." He buried his nose into her cleavage and took a deep breath.

His canine nose picked up on her woman scent and his body wracked with ache and longing for her.

"It's been so long since we've made love." His voice rumbled in his throat. "And every day, I think about you in my arms like this."

His lips moved back up to her face to kiss her lips. His tongue dipped into her mouth, tasting and touching everything he could.

"You taste so good. Oh my God! I've missed you so much, my beautiful sweet Candace."

To him, at that moment, she was like sweet candy. He could not get enough of her.

Extending one sharp razor claw, he hooked her panties and neatly sliced it in two, and then, with claws retracted, he began a total exploration of her body.

Nothing was missed. He licked and sucked her earlobes, her nape, the hollow at the base of her throat. He paid special attention to her back and stomach.

And then he reached her honey pot. Her legs parted on their own accord as she opened up her body to receive his licks and kisses.

Without hesitation, he pulled open the lips of her womanhood with both thumbs and dipped his tongue into her crevice.

"Aaaaaahhhh!" Candi gasped, shivering with delight, feeling his slick wet tongue rolling inside her sensitive opening.

His tongue retreated from her depths and began circling round and round her bud, teasing and tormenting it until it swelled and grew in size.

After giving her engorged clit a rapid succession of quick tongue flicks, his soft full lips wrapped themselves around her bud and he began suckling her.

He sucked gently at first but then increased his suction until she was screaming with pleasure. In rapid succession, she began to reach climax.

"Haaaaaaahhh. Stop, stop." She gasped. "If you don't stop Slate, I'm going to—Aaaaaaaahhhh!!!"

She hit peak after peak as the orgasms rolled over her in successive waves.

As molten liquid gushed out of her body, Slate began plundering her depths with his tongue, moving in with great skill.

"Haaaaaahhh. I want to kiss you too." She moaned as she touched his body, still in full Prime Warrior outfit.

"Your wish is my command." He muttered.

He stood on the floor in front of her and in one quick motion, pulled off his shirt exposing strong chiseled planes of hard male pecs and abs.

His bronze shoulders were rock solid and his arms were like rippled tree trunks.

Slate reached down and unzipped his pants. As he slid them off, he stood before her, his large sculpted sinewy body gleamed in the light, perfectly formed and perfectly beautiful.

Her Tree Trunk Slate.

His swollen veiny male member sprang forth at her eye level. It was pulsing with need and weeping with desire.

With a smile, Candi leaned forward and licked the tip of his penis.