Everything is easier with a mate. I know this because I’ve seen it before with king Ranulf and his human-werewolf-mate, Rain, then I saw it again with Magnus, and his lovers Gerold and Savaric.
It’s like they have their language and I never think I’d experienced it until I met Armand.
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“I could never get enough of you,” he whispered the second he was inside me. “I missed you,” he lightly bit the crook of my neck and I moaned his name louder. We’ve done this move a thousand times before, but it always feels like the first time with Armand. Maybe I’ve gone weak with the love we share between us, but I needed him as I needed sex to survive.
Every essence of his arousal, his lust all was swallowing me whole. I was floating in our desire, the feeling was too great when with each thrust he gave me deeper, more passionately, with words that I could never hear someone whisper and poured out his feelings, bearing it all for all of me to consume.
My thirst for his lust was not much greater than his own, we were compatible in ways I’d never imagined. He was it, king Armand was the one for me.
While I focussed back on our lovemaking, my mind ventured back to the conversation we had with his general. How he asked me what I wanted to do with my reign, how I knew that he would support me and be the king to my side no questions asked. How I knew that I’d take my reign and save my line of demons and be once again a great demon kind to be reckoned with.
“My queen,” he growled the second he feels that I was about to have another orgasm. He knew the signs when I held him harder and my insides clenched him tighter. I was riding him hard, my wings cocooned us from the outside world and I was swimming in his delectable scent, so arousing, so seductive, that I finally let go and he held me tighter as both of us reached our highs at the same time.
I was dripping with his cum and I didn’t want anything less. His hands wrapped around my naked body and I succumbed to his embrace and let him hold me, just like each time he had taken care of me.
For the first time in decades, I feel I belong. I was his mate, sated sexually in his arms with our future entwined.
“I want to stay like this forever, but sadly we have matters to attend to, my queen.” He said huskily, laying another kiss on my lips which then led to another deeper one. He smiled and eventually gathered us to get ready for a very long day.
General Bharat, and Obi, along with Magnus, were waiting for us in the spacious room that had been stripped of the elven royal color.
“I just got word from the west, and the situation is being handled from their side. There was no movement, but they’re on alert .” General Bharat opened the conversation after he greeted us. “Phineas, Gerold, and Savaric are still tending the wounded there were more than they were actually counted for,” he kept on talking while I listened as he converse with Armand.
Minutes turned into almost two hours later when we were led to tour the elven kingdom which was now ours. Armand insisted that I get used to the idea that it’s ours rather than his, thinking forward not to confuse the reign for my concubi demons.
My reign of demons.
“I will stay at your side, as your mate, your beloved king,” He winked and laid a kiss on my cheek, too sweet, and it made the demon in me wants to push him up against the wall and have my wicked ways with him.
“Later my queen, we’ll have the rest of our lives for whatever you’re going to do to me,” his hand rested on my neck and gave me a more proper kiss, fit for a mate.
Minutes later, Armand left me with Magnus and Gerold while he went about with Bharat and Obi to inspect the grounds in search of more hostiles if there were still any.
“How are you feeling with all of this happening?” Magnus asked, looking at me with a serious expression.
“A bit overwhelmed. Taking each moment as given, I wanted to test my wings to really fly, but Armand still hesitates and tells me to stay low until he secures the area.”
“He’s a wise king, he had experience, you should trust him.”
” I do,”
“Good,” Magnus offered me his friendly smile and continued to usher me up the stairs to the large area where makeshift beds were aligned so that Gerold could easily move from one bed where wounded concubi demons lay.
“Tula,” I greeted the young succubus when I saw her tending to one of the wounded. She lowered herself in an attempt to acknowledge me as her future queen, which made me nod fondly at her.
“Queen Basilea,”
“Tula,” I smiled at her and pulled her aside to walk with me, leaving Magnus with Gerold to catch up on the update of the additional wounded demons found deeper in the dungeon.
“Tula, please, tell me more about Elegast’s consort. She’s still missing and Nicodemus is still not talking,”
“No, he’s devastated by his loss. I didn’t think that he loves Tordis that much, but apparently I was wrong.” Tula said, looking like she was grieving for Nicodemus. It took her until we reached the beautiful garden leading up to a beautiful room and Tula started talking again.
“This is her room,” Tula opened the green and gold colored room. It was decorated beautifully with dark beams, and a large bed was placed in the middle of the room. I schooled my expression and gave out nothing but curiosity, I stayed quiet waiting for Tula to keep on talking.
“She had been staying here long before me, that was all I knew, and I’ve helped her dress from time to time,” Tula explained as we went deeper into the room, the quiet and eerie feel somehow made me alert, and when someone grabbed me from behind I groaned in annoyance.
At this stage, I was furious that once again I was being held against my will. I thought they had cleared the room, but then my mind went back to the secret passage we had back at Armand’s. Of course, a castle this size must have one.
I cursed and tried to fight back when I heard Tula screaming beside me. Well, at least she wasn’t the one feeding me to the enemy, or I would be extra pissed after what happened with Justus, and also before with Titus. I elbowed someone behind me, hard, and the male grunted and moved his hand to my torso to hold me close. My wings were better but they were not at their full strength. And when I was trying to flap them to free myself, I heard her voice. The wanna-be queen bitch was standing in front of me with a dagger, her eyes were red, shouting, accusing me that I had killed Elegast.
Wow, the bitch did feel for Elegast. My eyes darted around the room, I saw three males and her. One of them was restraining Tula, and two were holding me still. I groaned and tried to pull myself free. The bitch looked at me in pure hatred when she without any hesitation pushed the dagger into my stomach.
Fuck… no… no… no…
“That’s right, no more dungeons when I can kill you right now. Made her kneel!”
Tula let out the loudest screams when she saw me bleeding out and I was forced to kneel. My head was dizzy from the sheer pain and adrenaline, then I heard her babble about my wings and how Elegast should’ve destroyed them. But amid my pain, I didn’t expect to feel the familiar pain on my back after she took one of the male’s swords.
“Nooooo!” I wailed in agony when once again I felt my wings being butchered from my back. My tears were falling, my stomach was hurting, and I know I was dying. I know I didn’t have time to say goodbye to Armand. Snippets of images of both of us together flash before my blurry eyes. When we talked about our future, I didn’t expect it to be this short.
“Nooooo!” My voice was pure agony when I watched as she actually burned my wings with magic dust. I witnessed how the limbs flapped helplessly in front of me, the burnt smell evades my senses and my tears were heavy while the bitch laughed like a deranged being.
“We should go, right now… they’re coming!” One of the males tugged her away from the scene of the burning wings. I was laying down on the floor, my knees were done supporting my body, I was bleeding out too much and I knew I was going to die watching my wings burning to dust.
But when I saw Armand burst into the room with his entourage behind him, I knew I was going to get my chance to say goodbye to him. I smiled when I saw him running towards me, then heard him and Bharat simultaneously cursed the second they saw me. Nicodemus was among them and he too was quick to fight the males and pulled Tula away from them.
“Get Gerold!” I heard Armand shout to Tula and her shaky feet were up and she went running out the door in a fraction of a second.
“Armand,” my shaky hand reached up to caress his strong jaw the second he was at my side. My mate was too perfect, I thought as he hold my hand and kissed my knuckles.
“You’ll be okay, I’m not letting you die, we have plans for your reign,” his voice was getting fainter as my eyes were getting heavy. I wanted to keep them open but I couldn’t.
“I love you,” I said in barely a whisper, my body was getting lighter the excruciating pain was barely there.
No… no… no… please don’t let me die, not now… I needed more time…