Armand’s POV
It was not until a couple of days later when Ranulf finally asked for me. Basilea had informed me that he had arrived since a couple of days ago. But she was told not to inform me, and as part of his harem, she was obligated to do so.
I was upset with her, but she was not moved by emotion. She remained stoic, very different from when she let herself go when she was in my arms.
“I thought you’re a part of his harem? but he’s good with you being with others?” I asked her days before.
“Yes, I’m used to being shared. I’m a succubus, I have higher sexual needs. Only a certain being could satisfy my hunger one session. And you are one of them…” that day she was showing me, how satisfying I was to her. Her demon side was using me to feed her needs, and I was letting her as she was fucking me hard and making me come even harder.
But when the time comes, she obviously chose her king than me. I was not surprised, but there was a slight disappointment that I felt, and I was masking it well enough with my anger towards the said king.
“Where is he?”
I was surprising myself when I finally asked about Rain, days she had kept me busy sexually that I had forgotten about what I was there for. She was there by his side, looking voluptuously sexy and I could clearly see her facial expression changed when she heard that I asked about Rain.
“He’s safe, he’s mine as I am his.”
Clenching my jaw, I could see his bonding mark as he flaunts it proudly in front of my eyes.
“I’m sending you back to your kingdom as per Rain’s request to keep you alive.”
“I’m not leaving empty-handed,” I said sharply, feeling defeated, already knowing that Rain had chosen him over me. And their marks had sealed their fate. With that knowledge, I decided that was done with my feelings, I just want to drown myself in another worldly emotion.
“Basilea, I’m taking her.” I didn’t feel like I want to explain myself further, as I said my words. She looked surprised at me, then she looks to her king.
Ranulf raised his eyebrow looking at me, but I did not relent. I stared back at him and he finally averted his gaze, then look at his succubus.
“Basilea, you have served me well, and you will continue serving this kingdom by serving your new King. I will give you to Armand and a parting gift, from me and Rain.” He nodded to her, she looks surprised but descended the throne and walked towards me.
I could see one of his generals shifted his stance. I was on guard immediately.
“Savaric, she’s not yours. She will be his.”
I look to the human then to Basilea, she kept her eyes averted from him but I could see her taking a deep breath and in seconds she was back to looking calmly at me.
Strange…
“You may leave, the rest of your warriors are waiting for you outside the palace walls. I hope to never see you again Armand.”
“You won’t,” I said looking straight into his eyes, our unspoken mutual understanding words were left unsaid.
Within moments, I walked towards the exit with Basilea walking beside me. I could see the human male was looking at us intensely but did nothing as per his king’s order. We reached the outside walls where my warriors were ready to leave the palace ground.
I opened my arm, and took my succubus, and hold her tight then fly off onto the reddish skyline. She was holding on to me closer, as my arm rubbed her back slowly. Her feet entangled with my leg, and her arms wrapped my naked torso.
We arrive at my small palace, I was waiting for her to criticize the place. But she never did, she just looked around then stood gloriously in her sexy self waiting for my instruction.
I leave her to discuss the current matter with my general, then finally took her back to my chamber.
“You will be staying here.”
“No harem court?”
“No, I don’t have the luxury for that. You don’t get your own room, and I don’t keep harems. They come and go, just like Rain.” I explain my situation a bit too sharp. She was looking at me, then sashayed her way towards me.
“My king, I’m good staying at yours and that means I get to have you for myself…” her words were seductive and sensually arousing as she pushed my back flat to the window overlooking the court.
Her hand was quick to grab my length making me groan.
“I’m yours now, you’re my king… you can do whatever you want with me, share me with anyone, have me in any way. I’m yours…” she breathed out her last words while licking my ear.
The rage was instantly there the second she mentions about sharing her, I realized that I’m a very dominant male, but I never feel this possessive with my plaything. And she was obviously making me feel it towards her.
I grunted and put my hand around her slender neck, raising her stand a little higher making her tip on her toes, as I try to get her to understand.
“You will NOT be shared.” The anger was raised up in seconds and my other hand ripped her top and her pants as she was still wearing Ranulf’s pattern.
“You are mine, and I don’t share my toys.” I threw her to the bed angrily. Her demon skin glow as her arousal build-up, she was definitely liking my possessive side.
“Spread your legs… wider, let me see you drip for me…”
Her eyes were glowing as she watched me shred my pants and stroking my length. She had said that she enjoyed me fucking her hard with my dick.
“Come here my little demon, come and suck… oh fuck!”
I was standing on the end of the bed when she sits herself spreading her legs wider and lower herself down to suck me off.
“Fuck… fuck… fuck!”
She was so good that I had to grab her little horn and pull her back only to kiss her lips hard. Her sharp little fangs scrap my lips, and she was getting high from tasting my blood. Her perked nipples grazed my chest and she pulled me down fiercely wanting the friction to last.
“Plea…”
She didn’t get to finish her words when I push myself deep inside her. Her thick thighs wrapped and pulled me closer to her. My hand was cupping her beautiful jaw keeping her still for my kisses.
We were high, she was making her sexy noises, her walls clenched me tighter with every thrust. She screamed my name when I roughly flipped her to her front and took her from behind. Her sexy back was tattooed with her succubus markings, they were glowing as I keep hitting her spot with each thrust.
She was grasping the sheets when my hands squeeze her delectable ass cheeks. Then climax when I took her body to mine and fuck her deeper. Her hands desperately reached back to pull me down, wanting me to give her my rough kisses. She was high when I was finally burst and dripping inside her.
“Mine,” I whispered roughly, as she had drained my energy.
“Yours.” She replied, snuggling her full-figured, sexy body closer to mine.