To Collar and Keep by Stella Price, Audra Price

Once you left, he said she was neurotic and dog-faced and had an unusually large amount of body hair that she refused to wax.” He chuckled to himself.
    “Such an asshole,” Harley said as they reached the front with his father.
    Boris nodded to the Grecian contingent. “Friends, tonight, one of our most boisterous of holidays is doubly blessed with the joining of two houses. Tonight, Arturo Konstas gives over the premier princess of the European houses, Arabella, to my son, Harlequin.”
    The room went wild with applause, and Harley stepped forward. “Before I accept, I have a present for Himmel, prince of Bourchest.” He snapped his fingers, and Karina walked in naked but for a triple diamond strand belt. He turned to Himmel, a tall and well-built Satyr, and nodded. “Will you accept this gift from House Rummer to Bourchest?”
    “I’d be glad to.” Himmel’s loud voice boomed merrily, beckoning to Karina to come to him. “I’m sure she’ll serve me well.”
    Harley nodded and smiled at her. “Enjoy her,” he said, and she nodded to him, and sauntered over to Himmel who pulled her into his lap. Harley turned back to Boris who waited as Arturo stood and began to speak.
    “House Rummer, it is my great honour to present my daughter, Princess Arabella.”
    The room went silent, and everyone, especially Harley, turned towards the double doors where his woman was about to make her entrance.
    The doors opened, and she made her way through, striding confidently towards them. Her dress was of the sheerest silk, which clung to her body perfectly, showing her full breasts and slim waist off to their maximum potential. Her deep red hair flowed loosely in curls over her shoulders and halfway down her back. She was truly a beauty and nothing as Ben had described moments before. Green eyes lifted to him and she smiled, her lips full and artfully painted the same colour as her hair. She broke eye contact with him as she reached her father, standing regally by his side. Every set of male eyes were on her, moving and lusting.
    She was perfection in the flesh. His mouth went dry as he assessed her, and his cock hardened.
    Harley smiled and waited as Arturo walked her to him and offered her hand to him. “Prince Harlequin, I give you the best Greece and the provinces has to offer, Princess Arabella.”
    Harley nodded. “I thank you, Regent Arturo.” He didn’t look at her again, as was tradition and accepted her hand.
    The crowd went wild, and the music started. Then both Satyrs and Beloveds started milling about the room. Arturo walked off with Boris and left Harley with Ben and his new concubine.
    “Well.” Ben grinned. “I’ll leave you two alone.” He leaned in to Harley. “Not bad, cousin,” he whispered. “I want details.” Winking, he sauntered off.
    She was stunning. A vision. And she was his. His cock twitched in his pants as he took her all in, the lush curves, her dark nipples pushing towards him, almost begging. He leaned in.
    “Come,” he said and took her hand, escorting her out of the ballroom and up to his room, silently.
    When he made it to the room, he stopped and shook his head. “I’m not carrying you over the threshold.”
    She cocked her head questioningly at him.
    “Human thing. Never mind. Come.” He took her hand and walked her in and shut the door behind them. Then he went to her, walking around her body. “Much more than I could have hoped for. You please me greatly, Arabella.”
    She smiled at him, staying still, letting him inspect her. Once he was finished, she touched the hem of her dress, silently asking him if he wanted to see her naked.
    He nodded, and stood before her. “Please.” He moved to the couch closer to him and sat. “Come here. We have some rules to lay out.”
    She nodded, undoing her dress and letting it fall to the floor. She stepped away completely naked and moved in front of him standing legs apart. He now had a perfect view of her body. Her pink tongue