Romance: Bought by the Dragon: BBW Dragon Shifter Romance Standalone (Paranormal Romance) (Studly Shifters Book 2) Read Free

thousand times worse than finding out her aunt had sold her off. The men she had been sold off to weren’t even human, they planned to keep her prisoner, and she was expected to not only have sex with one of them, but also bear his child. And nothing she could say would stop it.
    “Don’t look so scandalized. That has been the position of many human women throughout your race’s history.” The King looked her over appraisingly. “Yes, you will do nicely, I think. My son, you see, is an idiot romantic, and believes in love, devotion, and of course, consent.
    And as a result, he got his heart broken by one of you females, and has refused to marry for three years. Meanwhile, the welfare of my kingdom is at stake. Even dragons don’t live forever, and unless he takes a mate and produces an heir, Taran will not be accepted as King after my death. That is far more important than either of your whining about the need for willing acceptance of the matter!”
    “What the Hell are you talking about? Is everyone here insane?” She didn’t care any more. Let him kill her. It was a better fate than being used as a baby-maker by a bunch of inhuman strangers.
    “You call yourself a King? You kidnap people, you lie to your own son, you plan to rape me by proxy so you can get a grandson, and you want to tell me it’s for the good of your kingdom? If any of these people have a scrap of ethics they’d see that the major problem this kingdom is facing isn’t inheritance--it’s that the current king is a fucking sociopath!”
    Gasps and growls erupted around them. The King scowled thunderously, yellow light trickling from his pupils like those of a cat caught in headlights. “How dare you presume to speak to me like that! I could have you killed at any time!”
    “Then kill me, you rotten bastard.” She was crying now, but still kept her chin up, her eyes locked on his. “Either kill me or let me go. I’m not going along with your crazy god-damned plan! Let me go!”
    The King growled low in his throat, and she started to shiver, completely terrified. “Oh, you will,” he replied coldly, staring down at her. “You will comply, or you will not like what happens to you.”
    “What are you going to do, roast and eat me? Go ahead!” She tried to stand up, but the weight of the dragon chains were too much for her and kept her on her knees. Tears leaked down her face, and she glared between him and his uncomfortable-looking son. “Go ahead and do it! I’d rather be dead than let you use my body like that! You’re disgusting! You’re a bunch of monsters! If you won’t set me free, then go ahead! Kill me now!”
    “Father, this is cruel,” Grimald said softly.
    The King’s scowl actually faltered a little bit. Finally, he sighed. “Girl, you understand very little. These are desperate measures. But, in the interest of fairness, I am willing to make you a deal. You give us what we want--an heir for my son, to legitimize his rule--and you may go free.”
    “And if I don’t?”
    “Then the dungeon will be your new home, and you will never see the light of day, or breathe free air.” He stared at her unblinking as he spoke, and each word sounded as hard and final as a stone bouncing down the side of a precipice.
    “Father, please,” Grimald broke in. “Taran will never forgive you if he learns of this deceit. Would you die with this on your conscience?”
    “Silence!” shouted the king. His voice held absolute authority--but immediately after, he broke into a coughing fit. Every creature in the room looked over, and Grimald reached for his father’s shoulder as the man doubled, choking and gagging.
    She saw the King’s face go gray, and sweat break out on his forehead; his face was twisted with pain. “The integrity...of this kingdom...of my people’s homeland...is everything. If...I can endure fathering my children on one of them...after all they have done to us...then the two of them can endure breeding