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  Bound to the Serpent

  Savage Menagerie Book #2

  Naomi Foxx

  eXcessica publishing

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  Bound to the Serpent: Savage Menagerie Book #2 © February 2018 by Naomi Foxx

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events or locales is entirely coincidental. All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

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  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  ABOUT Naomi Foxx

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  1

  Francina Hawkes watched Mr. Dorian as he embraced his boyfriend in the middle of the bustling crowd. She curled her lip at the blatant display,

  “He could have at least taken that somewhere else. Everyone didn’t want to see him kissing another man.”

  “Come on Fancy, no one knows his husband is at home worrying over him.” Kiara Andrew buzzed in her ear.

  Fancy folded her arms over her suit and leaned against the wall, “He’s a man, who is cheating just like any other man.”

  “Well, he has a husband and maybe he just couldn’t see it.”

  “He hired us, so the trust was already gone.”

  “It still sucks since the mistrusting Mr. Dorian is such a nice guy.”

  “Na, he probably has some dirt too, we’re just not investigating him.”

  “Just bright eyes and bushy tails tonight, huh?”

  Fancy took her eyes off the dotting couple as a man dressed as a lion waiter approached her. He smiled as he offered the tray of drinks. She took one with a nod and he moved on. His padded feet were soundless along the tiled floor.

  “Girl, the costumes here are beautiful. I haven’t been able to find a seam yet.”

  Kiara groaned, “I’m so jealous! The Savage Menagerie is supposed to be the hottest new theme park in the world!”

  Fancy took in the domed auditorium. Everything about the place was like a page out of every fairy tale she had ever read, “Yeah, too bad we had to work the grand opening.”

  “It’s good since we didn’t get an invite,” Kiara chuckled.

  “Please, the security is so lax around here, I think I could have gotten us in just fine.”

  “Well, why didn’t you bring in the camera?”

  “I did, they checked it in with my gun.”

  “So a full-bodied human would be easier?”

  “If I got my big ass in, why not another 178 pound.”

  “Shut that shit you talkin’!”

  Fancy tilted her head to the side, but it didn’t help with the volume in her earbud.

  “It’s 168 now, I’ll have you know!”

  Fancy smiled, “Yes, ma’am, I will make a mental note.” She watched as Mr. Dorian and his lover moved from the middle of the room towards the Serpent Enclave, “Got to go, they’re on the move.”

  “Yeah, stop talking to yourself, party crasher.” Kiara gave her radio silence as she focused on the couple.

  The younger man pointed at the current attraction as he spoke to some of the other admirers. He was one of several men in green or black costumes that made them look as if their lower bodies were huge snake tails. They would come out and linger at the entrance while talking to the guest and after a while, they would move through the crowd.

  Fancy stopped her cup from touching her lips as a big, gray one slid smoothly from the shadows. The crowd grew and converged on the smiling snakeman as he spoke to them. She stilled herself from stepping out into the crowd, closer to such an alluring presence.

  “Stay focused.” She whispered and was glad Kiara kept quiet. The couple was ogling at the edge of the hanging rails that separated him from the crowd.

  Fancy eyes trailed to him again. His gray skin glinted under the many lights in the room with iridescent scales. His chest was covered in dark brown skin that veed down into brown underbelly scales. He moved and laughed, making a thick crown of colorful feathers ruffle on his head. A silver line snaked down the left side of his neck and swerved between his pecks and around to the right of his abs.

  Maybe the top half of his body was the model while the rest held the costume. Fancy sipped the fruity wine then downed the delicious liquid as he moved closer to her mark. His plump lips were in a perfect pucker from the fangs peeking out as he spoke with Mr. Dorian. Could he use them to…stop it.

  Fancy pushed off the wall and moved around a drunken couple. When she looked back at the Serpent Enclave, Mr. Dorian was gone.

  “Shit,” She searched through the crowd and relaxed as she caught him shuffling his lover away from the waving snakeman.

  “Oh, is that jealousy I see?”

  “Whaaaaat?” Kiara sang with sarcasm.

  “Yep, damned hypocrite, so predictable.” Fancy smirked as she set her empty glass on another waiter’s tray and nodded a thank you to the white centaur, “How could he be mad at his boyfriend for admiring the craftsmanship of a well-made costume?”

  “Girl, all these rich folk do the same thing.”

  “Keeps us working.”

  Fancy stole another glance at the snake and was transfixed by his piercing green gaze. He rose higher on his tail with ease and grace. The person behind engineering the costume deserved top dollar. Based on the look of the place, she or he had to have been well compensated.

  The snakeman broke her gaze and looked to his right and she followed suit. Along the other wall was an entrance to the Mates Chambers. What the hell? Fancy read the sign again. No mistaking the meaning behind that as some overly affectionate couples moved through the entrance. Did he want her to meet him there?

  When she looked back at the enclave, the man was gone. Wait, where’s the mark. Fancy searched the crowds again. Dammit, she was acting like a noob. How many times was she going to lose the damn scumbag? If she could have gotten the camera in, she could have taken a few shots for proof and enjoyed the rest of the night. But, no, now she had to bear witness to make a solid case in court when his husband took him for half of everything.

  Fancy moved to the wall to do a better survey of the room. A loud bang rang throughout the room and she found a big bull, no mi
notaur exiting the Minotaur Maze door to loud cheers. She caught Mr. Dorian as the paused just before the Mates Chambers, clapped for a few beats then pulled his man through the darkened doorway.

  Wading easily through the people as they moved to watch more minotaurs join the first, bigger one in a dance, she made it to the entrance. There was a closed door at the end of the hall and she sped up to open it. There was no need in losing the mark again.

  She stepped through and cringed from the screech in her earbud. Fancy yanked it out and rubbed her finger in her ear. “Jammers? Good work.” She stuffed the bud into her inner jacket pocket.

  The small hall opened into a large chamber lined with doors. As Fancy moved forward, the sounds of moans, grunts, and cries escalated. There was no way she was going to find them, not without making some other folks mad in the process. Fancy spun around and ran into a hard, silver stripped chest.

  Silver placed his hands on the lush woman’s arms to steady her, careful not to cut into the fabric of her jacket. She fixed her glasses and took a step back out of his grip. One curly tendril of hair came out of place and rested at the side of her face. She swooped it behind her ear and closed her eyes.

  “Sorry about that.” She said as she breathed him in. Her body shuttered and stilled before she opened them to look at his face.

  “Nothing to worry over.” He flicked his forked tongue and smiled as her eyes focused on his mouth, “Although, that earbud is worrying.” She tasted wonderful in the air, would it be even better along her skin?

  “Oh, that? It was just part of my Men in Black costume.” She gave him a small smile and took a step to move past him.

  Silver curled his tail to pile it up behind him, blocking her only exit, “You think this is a costume party?” He crossed his arms and waited for her to finish looking over his tail.

  “I have to say, the craftsmanship is outstanding.” Stepping closer, she lifted her hand, then pulled back, “May I?”

  He gave her a nod and relished the warm touch to his cool scales. This shouldn’t be happening. He should be reporting the party crasher to security. Hell, he is security. Keeping her occupied and out of the way would be him doing his job right?

  The woman was hiding in plain sight among the people, but he scented her as soon as she drank the pheromone enhancer. The taste of peaches filled his mouth as he spoke with a couple and he had to see the source. She was against the far wall, watching the older man of the couple. Was she there to see him?

  When she finally looked at him again, he made sure she knew he was watching. Then she followed his signal to the Mates Chambers, but she kept searching through the people. Once the couple entered, she soon followed. What was she after?

  “What is your name?” Silver moved behind her as she continued to stroke his tail.

  She turned to look at the line where his skin meet his scales, “Fancy. What do they use on the snakeskin, it smells like vanilla.” Fancy traced her fingertips along the line.

  “That is just me.”

  She stops her perusing and looks up, “And you are?”

  “Silver, pleased to meet you.”

  “Ah, on account of the costume.” She looks around and her eyes widen as she took in how his body surrounded her. “Well, it was nice chatting, I should get back to the party.”

  “Don’t you want to see one of the rooms?” Silver pushed a door open and Fancy tilted her head to see inside.

  “Are all the rooms like this?” He moved to allow her passage through the door.

  “No, they take on the needs of the mates that enter them.”

  Silver closed the door and followed her to the center of the bright jungle clearing. The sound of birds and chirping insects filled the expanse as the wind shifted her scent around him. His manhood swelled against the underside of his scales.

  “I…it’s getting a little hot.” Fancy pulled off her suit jacket, revealing her purple shirt that matched the lining of her coat. She turned to him, “Is it even hotter in the suit?”

  “No, I’m coldblooded, so it feels fine to me.”

  Fancy folded her arms and smirked, “Still on that?”

  He wrapped his body around her again, “Is there something you would like me to be on instead?”

  “Yes, the truth.”

  Silver smiled, “The truth is, I want to pull off the rest of that suit and dive into your body.”

  Fancy blinked several times before she answered, “That…sounded honest.”

  He pushed his lower body into her back, moving her forward, “Would you allow me to get what I want?”

  The bright blue sky dimmed into twilight as she unbuttoned her shirt, “You smell wonderful.” She said with a smile, “Why do I want you all over me?” Fancy paused on the last button.

  Silver watched as her face worked through her thoughts. She was his mate but didn’t get an invitation that would have warned her of finding a mate at this party. Camilla Evans had pushed her boss to add a notice for possible mate matching on the invites. If she had gotten one, she would have known about the Mates Chambers in the first place.

  Fancy placed her hand just above his bulging pouch and rubbed at the seamless skin and scales, “This is real, you are real. What are you?”

  “I’m a gorgon,” Silver whispered as he pushed her hand down to stroke along his covered rod, “and your mate.”

  She continued to stroke him once he let her go and pushed his dick through his slit. Heat flowed from his cool member as he moved with her.

  “This is escalating much too quickly.” Fancy groaned as he pressed his body against hers and hooked his thumbs on her pants.

  “We can stop whenever you want.” He spoke against her neck as he pushed her pants down along with her panties. She pushed and pulled his precum along his rod, sending him over the edge of his mate’s lust.

  Fancy sucked in a deep breath as Silver lifted her to sit on his curled body. She opened to him as he slipped two claws into her already wet and clenching pussy. Her body rolled back and she gripped his tail to keep steady as he rubbed just under her clit.

  “Yes,” Fancy moaned as she rocked on his fingers.

  “Yes, what.”

  “Take what you want.”

  Silver flattened out his coils, bringing her closer to the ground and laid between her legs, “Anything for my mate.” His dick found her opening and he pushed into her body, moans of ecstasy escaping from her throat.

  Her body convulsed around him as he delved deeper with each stroke. Silver let her push him up and she spread her legs even wider. He sat back to watch his body bury to his hilt then pulled back over and over.

  Fancy used her fingers to spread her lips, exposing her glistening pink pussy, “Take it all, or we can stop now.”

  He chuckled, “You doubt me, Fancy.” Silver pusher her thighs down and hammered into her body. The slap of skin and scales filled the clearing along with her lustful wails.

  She moved her hands to cover his and pushed up to met his thrust. Silver’s claws pierced her skin and she grabbed his wrists to keep him from releasing her. A scream tore through her throat as her walls contracted around him. Silver jerked through his last strokes and filled her with his seed.

  Silver moved to lay beside Fancy as she moaned from the slide of his tail under her.

  “That was…” Fancy panted as she moved her hand down to her sopping wet mound, “Oh, shit!” She jerked to a stand so fast, Silver didn’t have time to stop her from stumbling over his tail.

  “Are you okay?”

  Fancy guffawed, “Am I okay? We just fucked without using protection.” She scrambled to her strewn about clothes and used her panties to wipe away their shared mess.

  “That is what you do when you come here, get a room and see just how compatible you are with a possible mate.”

  Fancy paused in pulling on her suit pants, “Wait, that’s what you meant by be mates? We were destined to have kids together or something?”

  Silver pus
hed up to his tail to bring him level with her eyes, “Maybe not destined, but compatible. We have to choose to be mated.”

  “What kind of shit is that?” Fancy jerked on her shirt then her jacket, “What kind of place is this?”

  “This place was set up to allow humans and the people of Xuastroth to mingle and find mates.” He continued as she searched the grass for her other shoe, “We have been without women for centuries, so that was the best option to keep our lust in check.”

  Fancy snatched up her shoe and pointed at Silver, “That’s some ol’ erotica bullshit-” A loud crash rumbled through the wall and she turned towards it.

  Silver felt the fissure of power as it faded from the doorway and the screams of people on the other side pierced through. Fancy rushed towards the panicked cries. His lightning speed allowed him to move around her and block her path.

  “What are you doing? People need help out there.”

  “It sounds like an attack and I can’t let you just run out there.”

  “Let me?” Fancy huffed, “Who the fuck-no, get out of my way.”

  Silver grabbed her wrist before she could push him and pulled her into his chest, “I’m sorry, we will have to talk later.” He pushed out his fangs and sank them into her neck.

  2

  The sounds of construction filled the air as Fancy entered the Savage Menagerie. A small security check office was to the left of the entrance just as Camilla said. She entered to find two battered guards standing behind the counter.

  “You again?” The one tagged as Frank said and the other, Brad elbowed him in the arm.

  Fancy tilted her head to the side, “We’ve met?”