"MY DARLING." A Gorgeous redhead stares Deep into MY eyes, brushing aside a loose strand. SHE leans in, brushing HER lips delicately against MINE. The sensation of Intimacy unlike any I have Known, I crave more.
"Fuck ME." I Demand. HER eyes flicker in response.
"And if I do not comply?" SHE counters, a hint of humor plays at the corners of HER smile.
"YOU will oblige." I State Confidently.
SHE Laughs, a melodic tune filling the room. "Oh Xavier!" SHE Exclaims. "YOUR Behavior is beyond the most torturous repercussions of poor Manners!" SHE giggles.
"And does that excite YOU?" I pull HER closer against ME.
"Mmm.." SHE hums. "WE Shall see."
"Is that a Challenge, MY QUEEN?" I drag MY teeth along HER neck, feeling HER shudder instinctively. I feel MY fangs ache in response.
"Not tonight." SHE whispers breathily.
"I Need YOU, Será." I groan, MY cock begging for entry into HER wet folds.
"Think of OUR SON." HER back arches, HER breasts inviting.
"I will not drink from YOU." I hear MY SELF Promise. MY hands thrum HER peaks in desperation.
"Oh, Xavier.." SHE gasps, pressing HER hips urgently forward.
"Is that a yes, MY QUEEN?" I Question, dipping MY head to capture HER tight nipple between MY teeth. A grateful moan escapes HER lips. "Is it?" I encourage, feathering MY fingers between HER legs.
"Yessss.." SHE tremors.
I Shift, sliding MY hand between HER folds. HER hips buck, and I Begin to pump. "Is this to YOUR liking, MY QUEEN?" I Breathe heavily into HER ear.
"Ohh, Xavier.." SHE moans. "..Yes!"
Hooking MY fingers expertly against HER inner bud, SHE jerks and slickens. "Mm, MY QUEEN." I mutter. "So ready for ME." SHE tightens as I pump MY fingers into HER, moaning uninhibitedly.
"Fuck ME, Xavier." SHE pleads.
Releasing HER body, I lay HER down upon the sheets and work MY way from HER breasts to HER mound being pleased.
***
"WHO the fuck is this Woman?!" I growl, slamming my fist upon the table. Plates and cutlery rattle.
"I take it YOU slept well, My SON." MY Mother questions Knowingly.
"What did You do to ME, witch?" I Demand.
"I am not a witch, Xavier, and YOU Know very well Know this." She retorts flatly. "YOU Knew the dangers in coming here. YOU have always Known this." Taking a deep breath, She continues. "What are YOU going to Do?"
"MY Plan has already Been set in motion." I reply cooly.
"I See.." She answers, delicately rearranging the utensils whilst Serving ME a plate. "And what about the portal?" She asks ME.
"Leave it open. It is Better I Know what is to Come." I Answer.
"Is it?" She eyes ME, setting down the plate.
"Eat, Mother." I Command Her.
"There will Be consequences, Xavier." She cautions.
I Laugh bitterly. "Enlighten ME, Woman." I lean back against MY chair, spreading MY arms invitingly.
"To Become lost in the Future.." She Begins, Her voice trailing off.
"I am already lost." I smirk.
She Sighs. "It is a punishment worse than damnation."
"So says The Prophetess with a direct link to GOD." I sneer.
"Xavier.." She whispers.
"You Chose ME, Mother." I shrug nonchalantly.
"I Do not regret YOU, My SON." Her eyes brim.
"Tears are for the weak, Prophetess. Do not weep for OUR SOULS now." I roll MY eyes.
"I fell in LOVE." She quietly replies.
"LOVE." I scoff. "Is that what You Believe it to Be? MY Father seduced You. It is what He is. Surely You Know this. You are not naive."
"I am trying to Save YOU." Her voice Rises.
"Save ME or prevent HIM?" I boldly Question.
A soft gasp escapes Her lips.
"HE will Come to pass, Mother." I grin.
"YOU Do not Know what HE will Be Capable of!" She Exclaims.
"Neither Do You." I stand, placing MY hands upon the table.
"YOU will dispose of HER?" She angrily asks.
"I will Do what I must to Protect HIM." I respond.
"YOU will not Win." She challenges.
"I already have." MY eyes darken as I widen MY grin, exposing MY fangs.
She hitches Her Breath.
"How does it feel, Mother?" I rhetorically Question.
Her eyes blaze as she stares in Silence.
"How does it feel to Know You, The Prophetess - Child of GOD -, gave Birth to the darkness without possibility of LIGHT or LOVE?" The atmosphere darkens, weighing heavily upon Her Heart.
Her lip trembles. "I LOVE YOU, Xavier." She whispers, tears slipping from Her eyes.
"And it is not enough." I Remind Her. "I have no SOUL."
Her face crumples as She reaches out. "Xavier, please.. YOU can stop this from continuing."
"Why?"
"Do not go to HER." She pleads.
"This has Been an.. Enlightening Visit." I smirk.
"Are YOU leaving?" Her eyes widen in alarm.
"I am." I reply, deadly calm. "Have You not Heard?" MY brow arches. "I am Expanding."
"And then what?" She Questions.
"I Give the world to MY SON." I respond.
"No.." She Breathes in disbelief.
"Goodbye, Mother." I Bid Her, turning and walking put the door.
***
"My KING." Peysley greets ME.
"Seline. Tell ME." I Demand.
"She has Been Accepted." He answers.
"GOOD." I nod. "How soon does she intend to make Council?"
"Three months, MY KING." He bows his head in response.
"She has two."
"Yes, my KING."
"Send word to Avery as well." I add. "Dismissed."
Peysley bows again and exits MY cabins.
I walk across the room, taking a seat at MY desk. Pulling out a fresh sheet of parchment, I dip MY quill.
'Submit.'
I fold the note and place MY Seal.
"This should Be rather Enjoyable." I Amuse aloud.
A soft knock interrupts MY Thoughts.
"Speak." I Command.
"My KING?" A soft voice carries.
"You may enter." I reply.
The door opens and a young maiden steps inside, closing the door gently behind her.
"My KING." She curtsies clumsily. I lick MY lips in anticipation.
"Do you know why you are here?" I Ask her.
"Yes, my KING." She answers, hesitant to meet MY eyes.
"GOOD." I respond. "Get undressed."
A soft blush colors her perfect, pale skin, but she does as she is told. Fingers trembling, she slips out of her frock before slowly untying her corsets. Her breasts spill from the loosened garment as it falls to the ground. Her thumbs hook beneath her petticoats. She hesitates.
"Look at ME." I Tell her.
Her gaze shifts as she forces her eyes to meet MINE. A soft gasp escapes her small, full lips. I Offer her a half-grin, and her breath steadies.
"Good girl." I encourage. "Now continue."
She removes her remaining garments, standing naked before ME.
"Are you aroused, MY sweet?" I Question.
Her skin flushes in response to MY bold words. "Yes." She admits.
I take her hand, pulling her with ME towards the bed. "Tonight I make the decisions for you." I Tell her, sitting down.
"Yes, my KING." She answers, her gaze flickering.
"Release ME." I Command.
Her hand sweeps aside the folds of MY Himation, exposing MY hardening member. Tenderly, she places one knee on the edge of the bed, straddling ME with the other. I feel her juices dripping sweetly upon MY thick head.
"Mmm.." I growl, positioning her wet cunt. Her slick folds quiver, sending ME over the edge as I drive MYSELF inside of her.
"Ahhhh!" She cries out. "Yes!" I Hear her hiss.
I pick up pace, quickly bringing her close to the peak.
"I am starving." I groan, MY patience nonexistent.
Her insides clench down upon MY cock as her breathing hitches.
"Now." I Demand, feeling her body shudder and explode.
Still throbbing and aching for Release, I thrust into her at forceful speed. She screams in pain mixed with Pleasure.
"Please!!" I Hear her beg of ME.
The aftershocks of her orgasm begin to milk MY manhood as another one builds.
"Fuck.." I Breathe.
"Please, my KING! Please!!"
I pull her hard against ME, burying MYSELF Deep within her. Another forceful wave crashes around her. I pound harder, feeling the beginnings of MY Release.
Tears stream down her face as she clings to ME, begging for MY Release. I strengthen MY pulls.
"My KING!!" She cries.
"Silence!" I bite, frustrated and impatient. MY fangs Lengthen and the familiar scent of Arousal tips ME over. MY hips buck as I finally Release into her, her LIFE Source spilling down MY throat. Greedily I suck, both angry and Relieved by this meal. Her body slackens as I drink MY fill, lapping the remnants.
I lay her lifeless body down and groan unfulfilled.
"What the fuck.." I grit MY jaw at this unpleasant sensation, MY stomach churning at the Thought of drinking from another. I lean forward, rubbing MY thumb and forefinger across MY eyes. Images of a stunning redhead fill MY Mind. MY cock pulses to Life.
"WHO the fuck is SHE?!" I snarl. "Peysley!!" I roar.
Urgent footsteps near MY cabins. He enters.
"My KING." He bows to greet ME.
"Find out everything you can about this fucking QUEEN!" I Rage.
He nods, hurrying to his quarters.
"And bring ME another!" I roar after him, slamming the door closed.