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Unexpecting Bride of a Demon (closed)

DomG

DomG

Supernova
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Sep 9, 2010
She was absolutely perfect, a demon couldn't ask for more when it came to a bride... gorgeous and innocent. He had to possess her, soon he would possess her. It wasn't just a physical urge saying that he had to have her, it was more then just instinct, it was part of what it meant to be a prince. Having reached what was considered the 'proper age' of a hundred years old it was time for the Prince to take a bride, if he wanted to claim a throne then he would have to take a worthy bride... a princess from the world outside of the Pit.

Lucifuge hadn't been out on the hunt for very long, looking for any human of proper quality to be made his bride, innocence, beauty, and of course a royal pedigree were all the most important things for him, the first being personal preference while the others were required, a beautiful commoner or an ugly princess were both worthless to him. On his third day outside of the Pit he had seen her by chance and known immediately that she was the right one, that only she would be good enough. The unfortunate thing was that she had been surrounded by guards at the time, he could have waded in and killed them to drag her off but that wouldn't be prudent, many weren't aware his kind even existed anymore and taking her in the dead of night was more appealing anyway.

Now he slowly slipped into her room, walking straight out of the shadows along a wall, as a member of the demons ruling class he had a great deal of power and something like shadow watching was only childs play to him. Standing in her room he took a moment to examine himself in a nearby mirror for a second, he was almost entirely human in appearance, a tall and pale man who appeared to only about twenty six years old, his hair and eyes were both the color of blackest jet, though his eyes reflected with flecks of silver when light hit them properly. His bone structure was considered classical by some, sharp cheeks and a strong chin with full lips that always showed a hint of a smile as if everything was greatly amusing to him. His body was slim but well muscled, like that of someone who ran great distances in their spare time. On his back were two large wings like those of a bat but as he drew closer to his intended bride they drew into his body without a noise.

Looking down at her sleeping form he smiled a little, she was lovely but soon she would look even more beautiful. Leaning down he brushed his lips against hers, unable to resist the temptation of a kiss before he took her to her new home.
 
Very few knew of the kings blood related daughter now, and after her mother died he married and she gained tree step sisters who were all the talk of the town, wondering if one of them would take the throne because of their age or if it would be Alice who would be the one to take over, and all of her step siblings were jealous, mean to the princess, and not nearly as beautiful as Alice was. She had been raised to be proper by teachers, but her mother had taught her to be kind, and how to get everyone to trust and love you as a ruler, something her mother saw as very important, so often when with her mother she had gone into the markets with her, buying things to help with keeping everyone happy and well fed, and she would also talk with everyone, but after her mothers death her father kept her inside almost all the time unless escorted by the guards now.

She had been out to the market, only being aloud out maybe once a week if she was lucky and often bought pretty silver trinkets, like necklaces, and new little things to help those around her without it being a free hand out. Her sisters were cold and cruel, none of them ever taught to appreciate what they had and abused their rights as the new queens children, from ordering around servants to getting anything they wanted, and not a single one of them showed the same kindness as Alice, they were all spoiled once they came into the castle, but Alice held her tongue and did not complain or bring it to anyone’s attention.

She stood only about five foot five and had long pin straight brunette hair, with a slight red shine in the right light. Her eyes were a very beautiful crystal blue, almost more stunning than the morning sky. Her skin was pale, a pearly white and flawless, no scars, no marks, and soft as silk to the touch. She had velvety soft lips that were full and melted even the coldest of hearts at her smile, or make the strongest of people crumble if she were to be upset, or even cry. She had turned nineteen and yet had no suitor, many lined up, but none could afford the price her father asked for her. She did not mind at all, it meant she did not have to be forced to wed someone she did not like right away, a thought that frightened her greatly, to be forced to marry someone she does not know, or someone she hates. She had a busy day and so was exhausted when it came time to sleep. She was wearing a long silky gown to bed and fell into the soft feather bed and quickly fell asleep, her heavy fur blanket keeping her small slender figure warm, but it still gave and outline to her slender body, her C bust pressed firmly against the gown as though the top was almost too small, and her hips and rear were perfectly shaped, followed by long slender legs and a flat well toned tummy.

She felt the presence in her room, but never had she thought she would be taken by a creature of evil, even though she had been told stories by her mother she had never really believed them since there was no real proof. Feeling the lips against her own she seemed make her stir a little from her sleep, never had she been kissed other than by her mother, but she had never kissed anyone she had an interest in. She began to wake up a little bringing a hand to run through her hair wondering what it had been that touched her lips, knowing there was no one else in the room or so she thought. As she looked up she could see the outline of someone in the room and her mouth opened to scream for a guard, knowing they were right outside her door at all times.
 
He shouldn't have kissed her, really he didn't know why he had given in to that simple little impulse, once he had taken her he would be able to do whatever he wanted to her. Still even as she began to stir and opened her mouth to scream the demon prince slipped his tongue into her mouth, running it over hers for a second before breaking the kiss and pressing a hand in place to keep her silent. That little taste of her though was enough to let him see how worth it the kiss had truly been, she tasted of pure innocence, like nothing else he had ever experienced. Her innocence wouldn't last much longer once she was in his grips so he knew it was important to have tasted it while it was still there.

“Please don't try to scream Alice.” HE whispered as he reached out to stroke a hand over her face and through her hair. He had made sure that he had learned her name before he came for her, it would have been perverse to not know the name of his intended bride before he had taken her with him. “If you could scream then I would have to kill the guards as they came to your side... and I would hate to start our relationship off on that sort of note.” His tone was almost reverent, he wanted her to feel safe with him because to have her be afraid would again set the wrong tone for their entire relationship. “I have come to take you with me, take you away from this life so you and I can be together... so you can be my bride.”

As he spoke he was slowly drawing her away, moving back to the Pit took a little time but as he finished speaking they were done and no longer was she laying in her bed in the castle, now she was in his own palace, laying on his bed, what would soon be their bed. The room was large, much bigger then the one in her own home and lit not only by many candles spread throughout the room but also a large fire place. The bed was also massive, a four poster black wooden model with red silk sheets, sheets that she now lay across. As soon as he had her there Lucifuge sighed, it hadn't been easy to transport two but now it was done. Stepping away from her he slowly began to unbutton his shirt, ready to relax now that he had her all to himself.

“Welcome home Alice.”
 
Feeling his tongue go into her own mouth was something she had not expected at all and gave a soft whimper of protest and fear, her body trembling on the bed as she tried to pull away. Feeling his hand over her mouth she looked up at the person, terrified, wondering how he had gotten in, but she figured that was not important at the moment, and as she was about to try and scream she heard his threat of hurting the guards and silenced herself shaking her head, not wanting them to be harmed because of trying to save her, and something about his was just not right. She struggled to get free of him and pull away, but within a few seconds she realized she was no longer in her room and was somewhere completely different.

The moment he left her alone on the bed she backed away until her back was to the head board, her body shaking in fear as her eyes took in her surroundings and then looked to him, “W-Who are you? How do you know me? And what do you mean relationship, if you are looking for a relationship you need to speak with my father, and this is very rude and unnatural so I think this has already started off with a bad note when you took me from my room… I don’t even know you… please just take me back to my room…” She asked, feeling frightened and worried. She wrapped her arms around her slim body, covering her chest while her legs crossed shut tightly.

“Where am I? Why did you bring me here? How did you bring me here so quickly?” She asked, obviously asking every question that came to mind, her head swimming with worry. “Bride? What do you mean bride?” She asked, wondering why he would want her in the first place, not fully understanding, “Please just let me go home to my own room… I don’t know who or what you are but please don’t hurt me… I just want to go home… and this place is not my home.” She added softly, looking around, knowing the place was pretty, but it was new to her ad after what he had done her mind was more concerned with what he was planning to do to her.

Alice sat there, as far from him as she could get, knowing she had asked many questions and felt like she wanted to faint, but she would possibly pass out once she heard at least a few answers to her questions and she might even relax a little if he showed he would not harm her, then again she did not even know how to get out or home so it did not matter much, that did not mean she could not try to leave or escape from this strange man, or what looked like a man. She had not seen a handsome person like him and had it been under normal circumstances she might have even tried to get to know him, but for the time being she was too rattled to even bother thinking about that.
 
Now that he was home and could relax again Lucifuge allowed his body return to the way that it normally appeared, the only noticeable difference however were the two small horns that emerged from his forehead, only a little more then an inch long each and the same color as his eyes and hair, small veins of red streaked through them as though they were made of marble. As he discarded his shirt his wings emerged once again and Lucifuge stretched a little bit, the trip here having left his body feeling stiff and more then a little bit sore. He hoped that his soon to be bride would be willing to help rub some life back into his weary body.

“Please be quiet dear.” He whispered as she began to ask him questions. “I will be addressing all of your concerns in time but I am going to ask that you relax before I tell you anything.” He looked her over hungrily as he spoke, his desire for her was near a boiling point but he would keep his cool for now, he had all the time in the world now that she was his... all the time he needed to introduce her to the many pleasures of the flesh and corrupt her. Once that was complete she would be made his bride, his equal, his eternal lover.

“I am Lucifuge.” He said approaching her, his eyes still roaming over each and every inch of her exposed flesh. “A demon prince of the Pit and you are now within my palace. I know your name because I have been watching you for some time now. I have brought you here to become my bride and until you accept that new position you will be my concubine. Now I have no desire to harm you but if you try to escape I will discipline you, the sooner you accept your position the more comfortable you will become.” Now he was close enough to teach her and with a gentle hand he reached out to brush away a stray lock of hair from her face.

“That can all wait though, bringing you here was a little more difficult then I anticipated and it has left my body stiff, I would appreciate it if my soon to be bride would rub my shoulders for me.” The tone of his voice made it very clear that he hadn't intended for it to be a request but not quite an order either.
 
Watching him she saw the horns and her beautiful eyes widened as she looked up at him fearfully, wanting to back away more, but the headboard would not allow her to and she simply stared, seeing his bare chest, but her attention was on his horns and wings, feeling her heart pounding in her chest and when he came over she grew tense and had her hands over her body trying to hide her figure from him, knowing it was pointless, but she felt much more safe like that. Listening to him she seemed a little angered by his words, but not that it could show through the fear in her eyes. “Concubine? I… I don’t want that… it is just the same as a whore from what I was taught, someone to please a king or prince when their queen is not wanting to bed them, I do not want to referred to as such a horrible thing.” She said, surprised at how she managed to speak up enough to be heard.

“How could you want me as your bride if you plan to punish me for wanting to leave this place? It is not right, a groom does not punish his bride for wanting to leave or for disobeying him.” She said, trying to remain calm. “This is not right, none of it, being forced to be a toy to you and hurt if I do not cooperate, I will not accept my place as your bride if you plan to harm me or control me,” She said, clearly she meant it, and would stick with it if things continued to go downhill like this. She heard his words to wanting her to rub his shoulder, but it was clear she was frightened and wanted to stay far from him, feeling his hand on her face was odd, and she was not sure how to react to such a touch except to flinch away, but it was as to be expected since he had just told her not a few moments ago his plans as well as kidnap her, and told her she would be punished for leaving. “I will only accept such a position if I am not forced or harmed…” She thought to herself as she sat there, contemplating what to do. Looking at his shoulders she knew she could do what it was he wanted but she was nervous and uncertain, “If I do, you won’t hurt me or force me to do anything tonight will you? I am tired, frightened, and have a lot to take in at the moment…” She muttered softly, moving a little closer and bringing a shaky hand to one of his shoulders, her touch soft, warm, and so gentle.
 
She was afraid of him, of course she was afraid of him. As far as he knew she wasn't even aware that demons existed and to be confronted with one, to be kidnapped by one had to be horrifying to the innocent princess. The fear was visible in her eyes but when she spoke he could swear that he heard just a hint of anger and what she said made it very clear why she was angry. He had chosen his words more then a little bit poorly and clearly offended her but at the moment Lucifuge didn't really care about that.

“My words could have been chosen a little more carefully.” He confessed as he sat on the edge of the bed. “I do intend to show you the many pleasures of the flesh before we are married, in fact by tradition and law of the Pit I must do so. You will enjoy every moment of this though, I am considered to be an exceptionally talented lover and I will teach you everything that you will need to do in order to satisfy me.”

Her touch to his shoulder distracted him from all that though, it was electrical, a shock running through his entire body as he withdrew his wings to give her better access to his shoulders. All of the stress that was in his body seemed to melt away. “I make no promise about being able to leave you untouched tonight.” He whispered, holding back a soft moan at the comfort that he was feeling right at that moment. “The sight of you, your scent, your touch are all driving me wild. I will however never harm you so long as you obey me.” Turning his head a little he leaned back to brush his lips and teeth across her neck, his tongue darting out to tease the skin. “Will you obey me Alice, will you be mine of your own free will or shall I have to take you by force.” A part of him almost wanted her to so that he could show her his true strength, to let her know just what she belonged to now.
 
She knew he could have worded everything better to make it less frightening to her, even try to win her over with things, gift, as a suitor would, but she did not know what it was like in this place, the Pit as he called it, they had different rules than what she had been raised to believe and had it not been for everything going on around her she would have thought this was a nightmare that she was having in her bed, but she knew that was not true. She looked up at him her hands already working over his shoulders as he spoke to her. Listening she seemed worried and her hands trembled shaking her head, “I know nothing of those pleasures, and it sounds awfully selfish to just want me to learn how to satisfy you,” She added, knowing she would have to tread lightly when it came to him, not wanting to be hurt or broken by him, not knowing what he would do to her.

Feeling him lean back forced her body to tense and want to pull back, but she remained still and allowed it, feeling him begin to tease the flesh on her neck a weak and frightened whimper came from her lips as she remained frozen in place, closing her eyes even as she answered him. “I…I don’t know… I have been told everything tonight… what I am to be to you… what you plan to do with me… as well as threats if I do not behave… I don’t feel like a bride at all, if anything I feel like a slave or something… you give me little to no time to adjust and get to know you, and this place… it is too much for me to try and take in and handle at once… Please give me some time to get to know you and then I might, but the harder you push the further away I will distance myself from you…” She told him, surprised she had found her voice at all and speak. She was nervous and did not often voice her opinion, but she was not at home, and if he was going to want her as his bride she wanted some freedom and not just be a trophy for him to flaunt, use, and ignore, or take advantage of and not have a single care about her. She did not voice this out loud, not wanting to anger him any more than she might have at the moment.

“I will try to be yours, but obeying is for children, pets, slaves, and servants, which you have not made me, if you want me as your bride I do not want to be forcefully trained by you.” She added softly, her hands still massaging his shoulders, but she knew that might not last longer with the way she spoke to him.
 
Lucifuge stiffened in her hands for a moment when she said that what he intended sounded downright selfish. How dare she comment that he was selfish, he was her husband to be and she was to adore him as he would adore her. This wouldn't be a selfish or loveless marriage, he wouldn't have picked her if he wasn't drawn to her in some way that was more then just physical and he intended to win her over in a way that was unique to his kind. Taking a deep breath and exhaling softly he forced himself to relax a little bit, his bride to be was strong willed and that was something that he enjoyed... punishing her for that wouldn't do, at least not yet. “Believe me Alice, because I have no reason to lie to you, but what I have in mind is something you will enjoy and the more you submit to me the more you will enjoy yourself.”

He continued to listen as she spoke, both amused and angered by the words that she said. How dare she question what he had in mind for her. “It is how things work here my dear.” He said with a small smile, hiding how he really felt as if it were second nature to him, because truly it was having grown up in the deep political world on the Pit. “Before you can become my bride you must become my slave, my willing toy. This can happen in two ways, I could either break you or I could bring you to enjoy it in a more slow and pleasurable manner. Resisting isn't in your best interest because I have already decided on you and there can be no turning back from this... but I will allow you a single night to rest and accept what has happened.” That seemed more then generous in his mind and feeling much more relaxed then he had been he slowly stood and turned to her, reaching out to stroke her face gently with the back of his hand.

“Before you can sleep though there is one more thing that we must do, call it the equivalent of an engagement ring. You can either kneel and bare your neck to me or I will be forced to make you do it, will you kneel to me Alice?”
 
His tensing told her that she had said something that might have gotten under his skin, but what he needed to understand was she was not nearly as old as him and did not know he intended on her being more than just a thing for his pleasure, but it was very late, she was tired after having her rest interrupted and brought to this place against her will and then told all of this and expected to accept it without a bit of fight, and that was just not her, she needed to see if anyone knew a way for her to get home, to see her father for at least a little bit, she did not even get to tell him good bye or what was happening, he would no doubt be furious and sad about her being kidnapped from her room in the night and no one would know where she was or who had taken her.

Thinking about it she nodded slowly, thinking to herself how dare he do this to her, to tell her what her place was here and not even explain much of it, what was expected and for her to just accept it and give in. At the moment he mentioned her being his slave before his bride her hands slipped from his shoulders and she stopped her massaging so worried, frightened and horrified at the thought, “So I am to be your slave and broken before being your bride? That is horrible and you have no right to do that to me. To just make me a toy to use.” She was clearly upset as water began to fill her eyes, but she did not cry, she told herself she could not, she was so angry, but frightened and felt so full of sorrow at what had happened to her now that he told her.

“I will kneel if you will just leave me alone tonight, to rest, relax and take everything in that I can before you do what it is you have planned for me,” She requested, knowing she would have no say in the situation. She felt low, like she was nothing now, and so weak, vulnerable, and no one there that she knew other than him, not a husband, or groom, but in her mind a Master, she did not want to accept what was happening if he planned to break her and have her be his toy, she did not like the thought of what he had planned and had he actually looked into getting to know her, he might have had a chance of winning her over in other ways, but she was determined not to break and be his toy, not seeing that as the same as a bride. In her mind a bride did not need to be broken for a groom and should like her for her, or else not choose her at all.

Moving from the bed she knelt down, unable to look at him or else she might cry. She brought a hand up to her hair and moved it to the side, tilting her head to the side, offering her neck as he wanted, her eyes on the ground, her body shaking, her lips trembling, she felt like she was going to shatter into a million little pieces. “I will kneel, not because I want to, but because I am afraid of what you could do to me.” She confessed, her voice soft, and wavering slightly.
 
He knew that her father would no doubt be greatly angered by her disappearance but there was nothing at all that he could do about her current situation. Finding her would be nearly impossible even with the very best of mystics and even if he could track her down he wouldn't be able to do anything about what had happened. However once Lucifuge had her broken he might just invite her father to the wedding, a man should see his daughter married even if it was to a demon when he didn't even know that they existed. “My kind are very different then humans.” He pointed out with a small smirk on his lips. “In a relationship with demons one person will always be dominant and one person will always be the submissive. I know that you might not understand this but in order for me to be eligible to claim a throne I must marry, and before I can marry you I must make you meet the standards of my kind.”

Turning away from her he slowly walked to a table nearby the bed, a small oaken box sitting atop it and with a flick of his wrist he unlatched it, withdrawing a small leather collar from inside of it approaching her with it, glad to see that she had submitted to him properly. Even the fear that she was displaying was not out of place, though it didn't make him happy to see it. Drawing closer he reached out for her, running his finger tips across the side of her face. “If you must know one thing then I want you to know that I have no desire to hurt you.” He whispered. “In fact I hope that you come to enjoy your life with me, I am not cruel but I am firm.” With extreme delicateness he took the collar and fitted it around her neck, the ends fusing together seamlessly as they touched together. Automatically it adjusted its size to fit her firmly, not so tight as to cause discomfort but perfectly flush against her flesh.

Stepping back Lucifuge looked her over before brushing his hands gently through her hair. “Now why don't you get under the covers dear, you have had a long day and look like you could use a little bit of sleep.” As he watched her he finished undressing, unbuttoning his pants and letting them fall so that he stood before her nude, he would be true to his word and not force her to do anything that evening but he would sleep beside her, sleep with her pressed up against him as was his right to do.

“I sleep naked and I will expect the same from you in time... but tonight you may sleep in your nightgown.” He informed her as he slid into the bed and watched her closely, waiting for her to join him.
 
Already she was feeling home sick, wanting to be back in her own room and everything around her crumbling, the way she was raised and now taught differently, shown things differently, and now things would be from now on, not liking that she would have to be submissive to him, but she figured if she did not she would be forced to be a slave. The word slave seemed to make her break down even more, and she shook her head softly, “What do you mean standards for your kind, what do they expect me to be? Some brainless little whore?” She asked, a little upset, and with the lack of sleep her temper was getting the best of her, but she wanted to know the truth, if he answered anything but no she would decide that she did not want to be here and try to run away as soon as possible.

Watching him go to the small box her body seemed so tense and knotted up, and as he placed the collar around her neck she wanted to break down, pulling away from his touch against her cheek. She began feeling even worse than before, now she truly knew what it felt like to be a pet, or slave to someone, and as her hands searched for a way to remove it she could feel nothing, figuring it was some magic or something she did not know about and as she was unable to take it off her eyes filled with tears but before he could see them she turned away from him, leaning against the bed as they flowed from her eyes briefly, not looking at him as he undressed and became naked, so when he warned her she figured he had removed everything and did not want to have to adjust to that as well or the thought of what he expected of her, not wanting to as of yet, or even too soon. But when he mentioned her being allowed to wear her gown she seemed to feel much more safe at least in that aspect.

She nodded slowly and got into bed, for the moment her back to him, not wanting him to see her crying, not sure if it would anger him of make him think of her as weak. She fell asleep fast crying a little, but it soon ended once she began resting in the bed, wrapping her arms around herself protectively, finding only a little comfort in herself since he was the only one here and he was the one who had done this to her, she was about to make her change to suit his wants and needs, while she liked herself as she was and did not want to change, but that was for another time, she needed rest and her body wanted it as well.
 
It was a common misconception that demons lied all the time and in some cases that was very true. But Lucifuge never told a lie that wouldn't serve his purpose. The truth in this case was the best thing for him to say because more then anything else he wanted her to trust him, things would go much more quickly if she were to trust him. “I don't want some brainless whore, I don't want a piece of meat to play with.” He explained with a small smile as he pressed up against her back, taking care not to press the hardness between his legs against her because he knew that it would make her even more uncomfortable then she already was. “If that is what I wanted then I could find any demoness around or even craft my own from raw flesh. What I want to do is make you into something so much more then what you are, you will be my equal, my lover, mine for all eternity.”

This was the truth, leaving out the details of the matter and that even once he had made her his equal he would still be the dominant one over her. It was part of how things worked here, one person in any marriage was always the dominant one and the other submissive, it never made them any less then what they were... it was only the way that people fit together, the natural order of things here and he suspected how they worked in her world even if she wouldn't admit it. She was royalty so she had those that were subservient to her, she might have behaved more kindly to her servants then others but they were still subservient to her. In the same way, he would be kind and loving toward her, she would not feel like a slave and she would serve him with out thought of doing otherwise.

“But please Alice don't cry.” He whispered as he stroked her hair, knowing that she was falling asleep. “I will do everything in my power to make you happy once you are my bride, the sooner you accept that I am doing what is best for you the sooner I will be able to make you happy.” As she drifted off and he slowly followed her he kissed the back of her neck gently, sleep claiming him soon after.
 
Trust a demon, it was an odd thought or thing to try and do, he was the things of her nightmares, the creature in stories to frighten children into listening to there parents, how could she trust him when she did not know him and they had already started off in a bad way. She lay there listening to him, nodding slowly, glad that he did not want some slutty whore, because she would rather die than be some loose tramp and she would not let herself stoop so low as to be like that. Feeling him against her back she did not know what to think, she was unsure of what to do, it felt nice, and she needed someone right now more than she would admit. Leaning back into him she hoped he would be true to his word and let her rest, she was trusting him at the moment more than she ever thought possible within one day. “From what you said I won’t be your equal, if I am to be submissive to you then I don’t see how it will be equal.” She had a slight point, but she would see what he meant later.

She had servants in her home and she did give them orders, but she was very kind to them, never wanting to push them around or pester them for anything unless they had some spare time, and she saw all the work they did and knew they deserved better, but she never spoke up about it. Hearing him ask her to not cry startled her, she had tried to hid it, but she often wore her emotions on her sleeve. Nodding her head slowly she tried to calm down a little more, “I don’t see why you must do this to me, I don’t want to be changed or conditioned to anything, I like myself the way I am.” She muttered softly.

She slept for a while in bed and had no dreams at all, too worn out. When she woke she shifted a little and ran a hand through her long hair, hoping everything that had happened was a nightmare, but when she looked around she was still in the demon’s room, her heart felt like it was being crushed in her chest. She tried to move out of the bed slowly, not sure if he was awake or not, but she wanted to use the bathroom, and maybe freshen up a little, not sure what was going to happen to her today, not sure if she even wanted to know.
 
Hearing her say that she didn't want to change had saddened him, not because he would be changing her but because she would one day change, everyone changed whether or not they wanted to. Her change would be for the better though, she was beautiful now but when he was done with her she would be like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, something more then what she had been, something that would continue to grow and change, growing more majestic for all of time while he changed with her, both of them evolving for all time. “You will understand in time.” He whispered, knowing she was asleep and wouldn't hear him. “I had to find someone so that I could rise to power... but if I hadn't been so drawn to you then I wouldn't have taken you.”

His sleep was fitful and as he lay in bed against her his hands moved almost as if they had a life of their own, slowly running up and down her body gently, lovingly. He avoided any part of her body that would be considered more private, instead his hands examining her legs, her stomach, her shoulders, arms and her neck. Each and every single inch of her skin that he touched was committed to memory, he didn't know how long she would she would remain the way she was and even he couldn't say what she would be like once she did change. Still whatever she looked like would be magnificent and he knew it.

Sensing her awaken he also was swiftly roused and opened his eyes. “Good morning Alice.” He whispered with the softest and most soothing of voices. “I hope that you slept well because today will be a very big day. Now I want you to go into the bathroom, through the door on the left side of the room it will be the first door on the right. Once in there you will bathe and remove any hair from below your neck. As soon as this is completed you will return to me, unclothed. I suggest you take your time, for I will be waiting patiently.” The room had two doors, the double doors led to the rest of the palace but the doors on the left led to a private area where she would find anything she needed, a kitchen, a well stocked pantry, a bathroom, and even more... the main palace would be opened to her pater.
 
Hearing him she looked up and felt a little nervous about his order, but nodded and got out of the bed, going over to the door she opened it and stepped in, closing it behind her before starting to get undressed, uncertain of how comfortable she was with being in there naked was, but she tried not to sweat it and moved over to the tub to fill it. Once filled she got in slowly, the water relaxing her muscles and letting her calm her nerves while she could. She began to wash herself cleaning her body and hair until she picked up what she needed to shave, not liking the idea of having to be bare like that, not that she had much hair in the first place, but it still make her uncomfortable. Before she started she felt her mask of being alright with everything fading and tears came to her eyes again and she sobbed softly to herself, hating this place already, feeling so out of place, and scared. She cried for some time till she managed to calm herself enough to begin shaving her body, working from the bottom up, her legs, then up, and the last thing she did was her lower region, being very careful and delicate, not wanting to accidentally cut herself with anything.

Once done she rinsed off again and dried herself. Once finished she seemed to stand at the closed doors, not wanting to go out, leaning against it as she felt like she wanted to break down again, her eyes a little red from crying and she took a moment to take a deep breath before she opened the door and stepped out. She was still as beautiful as she had been and she felt so much more vulnerable as she moved over to the bed, her body shaking, her lips trembling, looking so fragile like she wanted to cry again, her brought her hands to try and hide her breasts and womanhood from view since it was not looked highly upon where she was raised for him to see her like this before marriage. Her body was no longer relaxed from the bath, it was tense, knotted, and she was beyond frightened, looking at him as her eyes watered, "I... I'm sorry... I just so scare... I don't like this... it is against what I was taught and I do not know you... I don't meant to be shy or frightened, but I am..." She said, finding herself shivering, clearly her body was without clothing and she got cold easily. Out of instinct she moved closer to him, knowing there was no one else in the room to comfort her, so he was the only person she could rely on or turn to, to hold her and calm her down, even just having someone wrap their arms around her protectively would help her at the moment, despite she figured she knew what he was going to do. She was very close to him, and yet she could not look at him without looking like a frightened child, wanting to lean against him and have him tell her it was going to be alright and tell her sweet things to comfort her in this place.
 
He waited on the edge of the bed, his entire body tense as he waited for her to come and reveal herself to him. He could have seen her unclothed any time he desired but he had restrained himself rather then see her before the right time, and now this was the right time. While she showered he had put on a pair of pants, the tight leather wouldn't hide anything at all from her but he felt that a slight show of modesty might help her be slightly more comfortable with the situation she was finding herself in. Still even with his patience it was rather hard for him to sit still and wait, every inch of his being, every fiber of his existence demanded that he go and join her in that bath, to claim her properly right away. However he remained in place, waiting for a little while longer.

She entered the room just in time though to keep him from doing that, just in time to help him remain in control of his urges. As soon as he saw her he stood swiftly and noticing her shivering gestured to the fireplace which roared stronger then before, filling the room with warmth. “Don't cover yourself.” He whispered as he reached out to move her hands away from her body so he could get a better view of her, the smile on his face making it quite clear that he was pleased by it. Sensing that she wanted him closer to her he only took a brief moment to examine her before wrapping her in a tight embrace, holding her to him. “You are wonderful, better then what I could have hoped for.” Twisting his head a little he brushed his teeth over her neck, his tongue snaking out to tease her a little bit. “Tell me Alice, are you ready to be mine? Are you ready to be made a woman?”
 
She remained as still as she could, shivering even as the fire crackled to life in the room, warming her. She looked up at him, hearing his whisper but she was still a little nervous and reluctant to move her hands. The moment she did move her hands she looked away from him, her eyes filling with tears, feeling disgusted with herself and him. She kept her eyes cast away from his own, but when he wrapped his arms around her body she was a little tense and allowed her head to lean to the side for him, giving him access. When he asked her she shook her head, feeling like she wanted to cry again, "No... No I'm not... but I know I won't have much choice if you want to make me one... I am so scared of loosing it... I just don't want it to hurt... if I were to say no you would force me to anyways wouldn't you? I don't want that, so I have no other choice." She said, unable to look at him until she calmed herself a little more.

She looked to the bed then up to him, "Just please try not to hurt me..." She said softly, seeing that as being the only thing she really could request. She leaned her head against his chest, taking what warm comfort she could find in this demon, "I'm sorry... you probably think I am just a pathetic little girl for all of this, my reaction ever since I got here?" She said softly, wondering if others were as weak and pathetic as this, or if they were more woman than she was and handled things like this much better than she was, but she did not ask, she could only hope she was not the first to have this reaction to being here.
 
“Pathetic?” He asked with a small laugh, having listened carefully to what she had to say and taking a good amount of time to consider it before he did anything. He saw no reason to call her undo pain but he would have her that evening, she was right that even if she objected he would take her anyway... such a pity that she had to point out that she was only going along with everything because she was afraid of what he might do to her if she objected or tried to fight against him. “You are hardly pathetic Alice, here you are in a world that you have never imagined and being told that you are to be the bride of a demon prince, a little bit of fear is to be expected.”

“However you don't need to be afraid.” He assured her as he pushed her back toward the bed, his lips finding her neck again and working down over her collar bone and nibbling a little bit. His hands moved to her thighs, pushed her legs open with gentle but firm pressure as his lips continued to descend, kissing the tops of her breasts and grazing her nipples with her teeth. When he reached her naval he pressed his lips against them and continued to speak. “I won't hurt you, I will do everything I can in order to make this an enjoyable experience for you... any pain that occurs will only occur if you fight me.” Then he carried on lower, nipping at her thighs as he skipped over her core, teasing her before he touched her properly for the first time.
 
She was slightly relieved that he did not see her as weak or pathetic, knowing everything that he said was true. Trying to give a slight smile was difficult, but she did not want to constantly look uncomfortable with him. Stepping back she felt the bed and before she could ease up onto it she was pushed back and down to it laying back, her long hair under her in long flowing rivers over the bed. His teasing caused her mind to draw a blank, unsure of what to say, what to do, and what was happening. She squirmed a little against his touch, his lips on her neck and moving lower made her body shiver, unsure if It was in pleasure or fear. Feeling her legs get spread was a bit humiliating for her, knowing it was improper and she wanted to cover herself, wanting to move her hand to her virgin womanhood, but she knew he did not want her to do that and restrained herself from doing so.

When he came to her nipple her body felt a small jolt or pleasure surge through her, her body reacting by forcing a soft moan from her lips, her cheeks turning a deep red at her actions and for a moment she looked away from it, trying to ignore it had happened, even though another was brought out of her again against her will. “You say you won’t hurt me, but I don’t know you and I have heard of how these things hurt no matter what, I won’t struggle, I swear, I just don’t want it to hurt.” She explained as he went down to her stomach but skipped over her mound and to her legs, a soft relieved sigh coming from her, not sure if she was ready for something like that, especially since it was very taboo where she came from for a man to go down on a woman.
 
He had seen her smile small though it was and he heard her moan, knowing that she might be a tad repressed or sheltered but soon she would be enjoying his ministrations properly. However her comment about how the first time always hurt did catch his attention, she wasn't completely wrong about that and he knew that no matter what he did there would be some pain. “You aren't wrong.” He whispered before biting her thigh lightly and reaching out two brush two fingers over her recently shaved core. “There will be pain but what I am doing now will help to ease it... but if you don't embrace what I am doing it won't work.”

A bit of a white lie there, she didn't quite have to embrace what he was doing to her to be turned on by it, but that would help out a little bit. Finally tired of just teasing her he moved upward, brushing his lips over her core, his tongue sliding over her clit and then slowly pressing into her, stretching further then any mortals tongue could as it slid in and filled her, twisting and turning as he explored her depth as deeply as he could without taking her virginity. He continued with this for some time before he slid back up her body, tracing his tongue up across her body as he did until he reached her neck once more. “You taste delicious my dear.” He whispered into her ear. “Absolutely amazing... are you enjoying what I am doing to you?”
 
Alice looked at him, giving a small nod to his words knowing she was right about the pain, but the moment he told her that if she did not embrace it, it will not work she shook her head, “I may be young and innocent compared to many, but my mother did talk to me a little about it, the first time hurts for just about every girl, she said, but I do not know if what you said is true, but I will try my best to enjoy it, I am just very shy and this is all so wrong in my people’s eyes, so every girl was just as sheltered as me I think.” She said softly. Feeling his lips go to her mound she whimpered softly, her legs wanting to close and keep him away from her womanhood, but she kept her legs spread for him as he began to lick and tease her.

The moment he began to slip his tongue into her very tight virgin snatch she gave a soft moan of pleasure, her eyes widening, surprised at the pleasure it caused and how deep her was going, but yet did not hurt her or break her barrier, something she was thankful for. Her bdy squirmed a little at the attention given to the sensitive area, her hips gently swaying against his tongue, not really thinking about it, simply moving on there own as her soft sweet moans and coos came from her full lips. When he stopped she gave a small whimper of protest, not wanting him to stop as he moved up her body. Her body did however moved with his tongue, arching as he moved up until he was at her collared neck, blushing brightly from being told how she tasted. She was a little embarrassed about telling him what he wanted to hear, “Yes… I am enjoying it immensely… a little confused about what to do or not to do though… but it feels wonderful, and new…” She confessed, biting her lip softly at telling him that.
 
He almost laughed a little bit at what she said, about her mother having taught her about what it would be like and how it would hurt even if she embraced it, she had totally missed the point of what he had been saying. “I am trying to prepare you for what is to come in order to ease the pain.” He whispered as his fingers moved lower to where his mouth had just been. “When I said embrace what I am doing I mean I want you to embrace the pleasure that you are feeling right now, embrace the pleasure that my tongue and fingers are giving you.” The sound of her pleasure had driven him wild, it was delicious and he was enjoying it nearly as much as she was. His cock was throbbing almost painfully between his legs, begging to be thrust up between her legs until it had the release that he craved. That would wait however until he felt that she was ready for him.

“So tight.” He whispered as he pressed a single finger into her, feeling how her cunt squeezed around his finger, she was going to milk him like a freaking dream. With a smile on his face he took her face in his free hand and forced her to meet his eyes. “You are beautiful, gorgeous... you are perfect.” He murmured before he pressed his lips against hers, moving them softly before his long tongue slipped into her mouth and slowly explored every crevice, running over her gums and teeth and pressing against her own tongue in an attempt to get her to respond.
 
She nodded, understanding now what it was he meant by what he had said. Looking up at him she nodded, “And I am, I apologize for being so frightened, but it is still new to me and I do not know you, so I feel like this is wrong, but I don’t want you to stop, it felt good.” She explained as his fingers went to her hole, one slipping in and almost right away she had a reaction, her hot and sensitive walls clenching tightly around his finger, wanting it in her, this new feeling filling her and it was something she wanted more of. Alice looked up at him, her hips gently bucking against his finger as it played with her.

Leaning her head into his hands she allowed his kiss, moaning softly against his lips, and as soon as his tongue entered her mouth her eyes began to soften and she soon closed them, allowing her tongue to move over his own, exploring carefully, not knowing what a demon was like so she did not want to accidently get bitten by a fang or something. She brought her hands up, slowly and still shaking a little to his own, taking it slow and one step at a time, moving her hands down his arms to his shoulders, then his collar bone, and to his chest, her blush turning a deeper red as she felt his body, never having touched a male in her life, this was very strange, yet exciting for her.

The more he eased her into it the more she responded and opened up, and the kind things he said and how gentle he was made her a little more sure of things and herself, her body arched a little as his finger still explored and she pressed herself against him, wanting to feel his body against hers, wanting to experience these new sensations much more now that he had gotten her to open up, calm down, and give a little trust to him.
 
He smiled at her as she explored his body and he slowly twisted his finger inside of her, that blush of hers just served to highlight her innocence and make him want her all the more. As far as he was concerned the time had come for him to claim what was rightfully his by the laws of the Pit. Withdrawing his finger from her, and savoring the feel of her body trying to pull it back inside Lucifuge brought it to his lips and slowly sucked her juices from it before giving her one last quick peck on the lips.

“This is going to hurt, but the pain will pass.” He assured her as he forced her legs open wider withhis own and slowly positioned his cock at her entrance, rubbing it against her in order to moisten it before he would enter her cunt. Then, making sure that she was meeting his eyes he slowly began to enter her, taking his time until he felt the resistance of her intact virginity. Then, his lips pressing against hers and his tongue sliding deep into her mouth he thrust forward hard, moaning against her lips as she squeezed tight around him, already feeling pleasure more intense then anything else he had ever experienced.

That one thrust was all it took and after a few moments he was buried all the way inside of her, his balls resting on his ass as he lay still atop her. Not moving at all was an attempt to keep her from feeling any pain while her body got used to him inside of her and he got used to her, so tight and warm, a slice of absolute heaven. “You feel fantastic Alice.” He whispered before lightly nipping at her neck. “Tell me when you are comfortable with me moving... I don't want to hurt you.”
 
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