Romance: Three Stories of BBBW Lust and Love (BWWM, BBW Interracial Romance, Erotica, Alpha) by Raven Clark Page A

Aztekia
was calm and collective by nature, she ruled with an iron fist when it came
down to matters of importance but always kept a smile lingering across her dark
lips. I often thought she was the most troubled of us all because I’d never
seen someone bare a smile as long as she did; the rest of us wore our worries
openly.
    “A man?” She
began walking down the steps from her seat and knelt just atop the head of the
intruder, her face leaning over his own very closely as if she was listening to
his breath.
    Suddenly the man
twitched and in the blink of an eye he was behind the Queen, his hand on her
throat and his back up straight, he backed up until he tripped on a step and
Aztekia broke free, turning as fast as she could to lay a forceful slap to the
man’s face and then running behind the leagues of warriors that flooded into
the hall without a moment’s hesitation.
    I could barely
keep up with what had just happened but now the man was stood in-front of the
throne facing down into the hall with dozens of our finest warrior’s looking up
to him with spears in hand.
“Don’t kill him!” The Queen screamed the order above the sound of all the slurs
our women were yelling at the startled man, as ordered the spears were lowered
but the tension remained in the air as the startled blonde man scanned the room
– probably planning an escape.
    “Where am I?!”
This was why men weren’t allowed, attack first and ask questions later – it was
these traits that we loathed on our island.
    “How dare you
speak out to us after threatening our Queen!” I lost my temper, it was the
first time I’d seen one properly and I already knew that all the horror stories
of the male species must’ve been true. He was a savage, he had no place being
here and I was going to make sure of it.
    “Calm down
Azura!” The Queen had never raised her voice at me before, looking to her as
she walked through the dozens of women and into the front lines facing the man
everyone stood silently waiting for his next move and wondering what Aztekia
was up to.
    The room fell
silent, the Queen was stood in the centre and the blonde man stood shaking atop
the steps, in-front of the throne. All the women gathered in rows of four
behind me and I looked onto my Queen wondering what she was thinking. It was
madness, I’d never been in a situation like this and within moments of him
waking this man had turned our peaceful town into a mess. Most of the women
behind me were ready to strike; they’d been hunting for years and knew how to
nail a rabbit in the midst of a dense forest never-mind a pale skinned man that
stuck out against the dense, dark interior of our buildings. All she had to do
was say the word and this would be over, why wasn’t she ordering us to finish
him off?
    “Azura, please
take our guest and show him to the chambers in the west of the building.” The
west? Those were my chambers…
    Usually we were
allowed to question the Queen with the good of the people in-mind as she seemed
to always put others before herself but something told me that on this matter I
couldn’t argue. I swallowed both my pride and fears of the thing in-front and
took lead as all the other women were slowly dismissed from the hall. 
    The quieter the
room got the more the man seemed to relax, by the time it was only myself, the
queen and two maids left he had taken it upon himself to sit in the throne –
something I wanted to strike him down for but the Queen merely acted as if he
was sat on a stool.
    “What’s your
name?” She questioned him with her gentle smile as she knelt at his side, he
flinched at every move she made so she seemed to try not to scare him by almost
whispering into his ear, her soothing voice calming his trembling hands as they
latched into the sides of the throne.
    “Kevin…” What
kind of name was that? I’d never heard of such an odd name before.
    The conversation
between the two of them went on for a while until Kevin had