One year later…
I wake up slowly and groan quietly as I feel the strong, powerful arms of my mate around me. I snuggle up closer to him as I come to, lifting my head to stare at his peaceful face. In his sleep he has a certain innocence to him that disappears the moment he wakes. Don’t get me wrong, I love how in charge and dominant he feels when he’s awake but seeing him so vulnerable and calm is always a nice change of pace. I can feel myself smiling as I look at him, falling in love with him all over again and I plant soft kisses against his chest and neck as gently as I can. Eventually he starts to wake up, and I rub both of my hands on his chest to soothe him as he does.
His eyes open, casting a soft red glow on my face. I stare up into his radiant red eyes as they lock onto mine and feel my heart flutter as he starts to smile in return. He leans his head down towards me and I tilt my head up so that our lips meet. He kisses me with as much passion as the day we first met, his tongue sliding into my mouth as I push mine into his. I try to assert my own authority over him, but he easily conquers me in the way that I love and I giggle softly into his mouth. Eventually he breaks the kiss and opens his eyes again to look at me as our foreheads make contact.
“Long day today.” I say under my breath. He nods and then begins to grumble lowly as he gets out of bed. I watch him closely, my eyes drifting over his firm, beefy ass and hyper defined back muscles. A show I could watch on repeat for the rest of my life. Regrettably I start to slide out of bed as well, placing my feet on the black stone of the floor. I look back and see him covering his magnificent body with his usual leathers, fastening his tunic to his broad chest when I remember the rule about clothes in this house with the exception of a jockstrap. I’m not allowed to wear any unless our children are present and unfortunately…or fortunately I should say…none of our kids are visiting at home presently. I find my jockstrap near the door and slide it on in one swift motion as my mate growls softly.
“As much as I hate to say it, you can forgo the no clothes rule tonight.” He struts over to me and slides a large hand across my chest and down my torso.
“Why’s that?” He reaches further down and cups both my ass cheeks in one hand each before relinquishing me.
“Senya is coming by to visit this evening.” I nod and feel a surge of appreciation for the fact that our daughter is coming to see us. Some of our children are more independent than others and barely ever come to see us, but Senya and a few others always seem to take extra time out of their days to swing by. I follow my mate downstairs through the winding corridors of our castle and head out the front doors.
As soon as we step outside Alexander uses his magic to make some finely woven dark brown leathers appear on myself as well. I still haven’t fully gotten used to the style of fashion in the Underworld, but according to my mate, tight fitting leather pants accentuate my ass in a way that most demons can’t get enough of. He puts his arm around my shoulders again and the two of us wordlessly walk towards the city center. After all this time I should be used to the fantastical architecture, but I gape and stare in awe at the tall spires and blue flames that illuminate the various stone castles.
As we proceed demons of all sorts bow in our presence. For the longest time I was sure they were simply bowing to Alexander, but even on walks where I’m alone they do the same to me. You’d think after nearly a year of this treatment I’d be used to it by now, but it still takes me by surprise. I simply don’t find myself to be extraordinary enough to warrant such a reaction, but my mate hates whenever I say something like that. In his eyes I’m due even more than simple bows from the other citizens. We proceed onward towards the legislative building and after close to half an hour we arrive. I look up to the seven circular pillars the hold up the round roof, tall, thin windows surrounding the structure. I look over to Alexander with a nervous expression, and he gives my shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
“You’ll be great in there little one.” I take a deep breath and nod before we stroll towards the large double doors. They swing open of their own accord and we step inside, following the circular passage that leads into the central chambers. As soon as we enter I see over half of the Lords have already arrived and taken their seats at the large round table. Some of them have an air of intimidation that I’ve never managed to get past. They seem so…cold…and distant. My mate assures me they don’t have anything against me in particular but I’m no fool. I can tell when someone doesn’t like me and the moment I showed up…the only human amongst a group of demon lords and their demon mates…their ire was fairly apparent. We take our seats and wait for the remaining Lords and some of their mates to arrive.
Once all fifty or so of them have arrived the proceeds begin. I mostly just listen as they run through various economic and social issues within the Underworld, occasionally chiming in with the occasional comment. As soon as I open my mouth some of the other lords clearly disapprove, staring daggers straight to my soul, but I do my best to ignore them and say my piece when necessary. Eventually the discussion around traveling between worlds comes up and I decide to make my stance very clear.
“There are demons on the other side that are desperate to see their home and it isn’t right to let transmuters scalp prices to unreasonable degrees. Imagine being born on the Surface into a family that isn’t wealthy. You’re supposed to go your whole life without ever visiting your home?” There’s no hesitation before an elderly demon chimes in.
“The underworld isn’t entitled to all demons. If they’re born on the Surface then they need to put in the work necessary to make the trip.” I force myself to not roll my eyes and rebuttal as fast as I can.
“Twenty grand is not something most people can just put in the work for. Why are the rich the only ones allowed to visit their home? You all claim that demon’s should be more respectful to their culture but you’re keeping so many demons from ever finding out what their culture even is.” A slight pause tells me that I made a decent argument, but it doesn’t take long for another rebuttal to come along.
“Demon’s finding their culture is important to us, but we can’t deny that there’s already a problem with overpopulation. What happens when we let everyone into the Underworld and they aren’t willing to give up a talent to leave?” I struggle to come up with a good argument, hesitating long enough for my opponents to smell blood in the water. “Exactly…good intentions aside, there’s no practical way to make this viable.”
I open my mouth to counter when the gong rings and it’s time to vote. The first round is those in favor of the motion and I raise my hand instantly. Alexander does as well and slowly but surely, others do too. I smile softly as one after another raise their hands, but quickly come back to reality when they stop, only fifteen or so having agreed with me. The gong rings again and the remaining thirty-five members of the council raise their hand in opposition. I lean back into my chair, fighting back the urge to get up and leave. How can they all be so callous towards their own kind? I divert my eyes away from Alexander who I know is sympathetically looking at me, but I just can’t bear for him to see how defeated I feel.
A couple hours later we leave the legislative building, still feeling as dejected as I did when the vote was cast. He steps ahead of me and puts his hands on my shoulders gently.
“Don’t let this get you down. Change takes time and you did well in there. At first you told me you’d never be a part of these discussions, but here you are. Reigning at my side.” I shrug softly and look up at him.
“Reigning isn’t exactly what I imagined it to be.” He smiles down at me and holds me tight to his chest.
“It never is.” I nod and slide my arms around him too, trying my best to prepare for the sensation of falling. His magic surrounds the two of us and after a moment my stomach drops. Red energy whizzes past us before it fades to blue and my feet slam down onto the asphalt of the Surface. As soon as we arrive he lets go of me and plants a sweet kiss on my forehead before stepping back. “I’ll see you after work.”
He gives me a wink and sly grin before his magic reappears around himself. Alexander vanishes as he’s transported back to the Underworld and I start heading up the stairs on the side of the building to my apartment. I head inside and make a mental note to not let the dishes keep piling up before I snatch my ‘uniform’ off of my bed. My pillows are still stained with my demon mate’s cum and I make one more mental note to wash them tomorrow. Despite living a life of luxury in the Underworld I insisted on keeping my apartment here on the Surface for the two of us to go back and forth to. He surprisingly never seems to mind when we stay here, saying it smells like me and gives him a glimpse into my own space that I made for myself.
I head back outside and rush down the stairs once I realize my shift starts in just five minutes. I hurry through the employee entrance underneath Griff’s apartment, making a beeline for the breakroom. For a brief moment I wonder if I’m going to run into Tarron but remember that he quit just a week ago. I held out hope that the elf who tried to make my life hell here would one day come around to realize I’m not here to threaten or hurt anyone. But he never did. Instead his attempts to have me fired or arrested only continued on. On more than one occasion I had to plead with Alexander not to interfere. Naturally he wanted to protect his mate and had I not intervened Tarron likely would have been hospitalized, particularly one evening when Tarron had me arrested by falsifying claims that I had attacked him. Eventually he decided he just couldn’t work around me anymore and left.
Once inside the breakroom I start to strip down, struggling to get out of the tight leathers before I slip on my leather jockstrap, harness, and bowtie. I sigh with relief and clock myself in just as Tom walks in. His thick muscles are accentuated by the purple shade of his skin and he looks at me expectantly. I look away and sigh with disappointment before shaking my head.
“I’m sorry, I tried my best but they still voted me down.” He looks down at his feet, clearly upset but he shrugs and gives me a smile.
“It’s okay. Maybe someday.” I smile back at him, hoping that he’s right and one day I can help him get to the Underworld that he’s wanted to see for so long. The chances of him finding his own mate would dramatically improve and he can finally see where his parents come from. Maybe I can convince Alexander to take him there himself. Others might see that as unfair but Tom is my friend and I want to help him. To cut the tension he playfully swats at my ass and I inhale sharply from the slight sting. The two of us share a look of understanding and quickly grapple. Our fingers lace together as we each try to assert our strength over the other. Him being a demon inherently makes him far stronger than myself but he enjoys giving me a fighting chance every once in awhile and I push with all my might to get him over onto the couch. We stumble and grunt as we play wrestle each other towards the sofa but once we get close enough he stops fooling around and tosses me with ease onto my back, pinning me down on the soft cushions.
I struggle and try to right myself but stop when I see his throbbing erection pointed right at me. He smirks and guides the tip towards my hole, making me bite my lip softly and smile. Soon enough his meaty cock begins to spread me open and slide inside just as the door to the breakroom opens and our boss, Griff, steps inside.
“You’re both on the clock boys, get on out there.” He folds his arms in a sort of mock display of his authority and Tom pauses as he slides into me. For a moment I think he’s about to push inside anyways but he looks down and scowls before he yanks the couple inches he managed to get into me back out. He stands to his feet and walks past Griff down the hallway towards the club as he huffs with irritation. I shake my head, fighting back a smirk at how pumped up Tom can get sometimes before I get to my feet and head the same way he did. Before I can pass Griff he sticks his large arm out and stops me. “Before ya head out there…how’s my favorite human doing in the Underworld these days?”
“Good. Really good actually. Frustrated with the other Lords at the moment, but it’s home now.” The burly orc smiles down at me and leans in to plant a soft kiss on my lips. I smile as I kiss him back and rub his big chest before he reaches behind me and pries open my ass cheeks with his massive hands. I grunt in confusion and feel my hole twitch from the cool air wafting over it. He breaks the kiss and continues to knead at my ass. “Y-You said I was on the clock.”
“I’m the boss, and I make up the rules around here.” He then very abruptly lifts me up into the air and brings me closer to him, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He reaches down and fishes out his dick, staring me down as he does so. I open my mouth to ask him if he’s just messing with me when I feel his fat cockhead suddenly spreading my hole open. He grips my waist tightly and pulls me down as his dick disappears into my body quickly bottoming out as his balls slap into my ass. He chuckles and starts to bounce me on his cock. I try my best to hold back the little moans escaping my lips so I don’t give him the satisfaction of knowing he’s driving me wild, but he thrusts with so much force I can’t seem to hold them back.
He begins to walk us out of the breakroom and down the hall towards the main floor making me push my face against his chest with embarrassment. I may not be ashamed of my work here at the club or publicly being obliterated by a hung top, but I’ll never get over the shyness I feel as others watch. Griff finds it cute and says the customers like it as well. Nothing like taking a slut who acts like it’s his first time repeatedly. As we step into the main room of the club we’re met with some whistles and growls of appreciation. Now that we have an audience he starts to really pound into me, droplets of sweat and precum splattering to the floor as he pummels my ass. As he does Tom walks up to us carrying a tray of martinis.
“So you can fuck him, but I can’t?” It’s clear that Tom is getting turned on by the sight of me getting drilled by the big orc, but is still clearly annoyed at the double standard.
“Oh relax, you’ll get your turn.” Tom scoffs and gets back to delivering his set of drinks to our customers. In the meantime Griff fucks me in every position he can think of. He flops me down on the couch to get me into a mating press as he drives himself as deep as possible into my boy pussy. He gets me on all fours right in the center of the dance floor, gripping my hips tightly as the sound of wet slaps echoes to the beat of the music. He holds me tightly to his chest as he caresses my back and whispers sweet nothings into my ear. At one point a beefy dragon approaches and asks to join in which the orc instantly agrees to after seeing my mouth watering while I stare at the huge member between the dragon’s legs. He gets me on my back on top of one of the tables and hangs my head off the side as the crimson dragon lines himself up with my open mouth. I stick my tongue out, beckoning him to push inside and after some teasing he follows through. The sheer heat of his cock has me sighing with relief and need and it doesn’t take long before the two of them are mashing their cocks deep into me simultaneously. Two dwarves end up joining the fray, their fat dicks poking at my free hands until I start stroking them while I’m spit-roasted for everyone to see.
Finally Griff starts thrusting very fast and roughly until he holds himself deep within me. After a few moments of waiting I groan around the dragon’s meaty cock as the orc’s load begins to pump into me with no sign of slowing down. My belly swells ever so slightly with each passing moment and I try my best to hold it back, but ultimately fail as I start cumming myself silly. Griff leans down and nibbles at my neck with his large tusks, his thick tongue lathering against my skin while the dragon’s ridged cock bulges my neck outward and his knot stretches my lips to the extreme. After several minutes Griff’s flow of cum comes to halt and he slips his dick back out of me. There’s a wet splat as his semen flows out of my used cunt onto the floor beneath us.
“I’ll never get tired of fucking you, boy.” The dragon pulls out of me as well…for a grand total of sixty seconds only just so I can take my place in one of the slings. As soon as I’m secured in place they resume their pounding of me, the dragon sliding into my used pussy while one dwarf guides his dick down my throat and the other rocks his hips against my side. They each take their time with me until they’ve also filled me with their cum and I get a genuine respite.
Laying there in the sling I hardly notice a newcomer that’s entered as I tilt my head back and lounge for a bit. I only detect that someone else has entered when I suddenly feel two large hands grip my ankles. I lift my head and see a grinning symbiote, his sharp teeth exposing themselves as his grin widens. I’ve seen this guy a few nights ago. Glistening, red goo encasing his monstrously absurd muscles and a cock that’s close to thirteen inches. Like most symbiotes his dick is covered in these dull spines that drive me absolutely wild whenever they try to pull out. But as it turns out that’s not what he’s planning on using just yet. He opens his maw wide and his foot long tongue slithers out, dripping with slimy drool as his head lowers towards my cum filled hole. I shiver with anticipation as his tongue wriggles excitedly and draws nearer to my boy pussy until he very abruptly shoves the whole thing inside of me in one go.
“AHHHNNNNN! H-Hold on-gyahhhhh!” But he’s not taking any prisoners today and he starts to arch and push his tongue into every soft fold of my insides. After a minute or two of this I gasp loudly and he pauses before letting out a deep growl. He’s found his target and begins a relentless pounding against my prostate, his tongue practically curling around it and pressing with so much force it leaves me completely breathless. I can hear him slurping up the previous loads of Griff and the dragon, and after what feels like hours he drags his tongue out in one, long, smooth motion.
“Mmnn...” I shake from the stimulation he provided as he stands up, towering over me in the sling at what must be close to nine feet tall. His dick throbs as he places it over the pouch of my jockstrap. “We’re going to use this to spread you wide open slut. Breed you with so much sludge you’ll have no choice but to carry our offspring.”
His words drill themselves into my brain, making me want it more than anything else at the moment. When word got out about my demon mate causing my body to grow a fertile womb, my usual customers went absolutely feral. They all wanted to try to have me sire their children. Of course the only one who I could have children with is the demon who’s mark is on my womb and in my case that’s the love of my life, Alexander. I was sure that coming into work with a swollen pregnant belly would be a turn off for a lot of the clientele but it was in fact the opposite in most cases. It turned them on to no end that the human slut from another world was growing life inside of him while still bending over for more. The symbiote in front of me lining up his barbed dick with my pussy is a relatively new customer, but made me his go to the moment he learned I had a womb ripe for filling.
And as I’m lost in these memories he in one swift motion buries his length into my guts, the tip of his dick just managing to breach the entrance to my womb. My eyes roll back slightly and I spread my toes from the way he pleasurably rolls his hips in and out of me. Gooey tendrils soon sprout from his body and wrap themselves around my legs and wrists, before they lift me off the sling and into the air. From this angle he starts thrusting upwards even deeper, spreading my legs wide enough to get every last centimeter into me. The dull spines on his cock drag and catch at my insides in such a delicious way that I can’t help myself from moaning over the music, drawing the attention of other customers who kick back and enjoy the show while they sip on their drinks.
After some time and several more positions he lays me back in the sling and buries his cock as deep as it will go while it throbs violently. His spines protrude outward and lock him in place, making my whole body shake with glee as his thick cum races down his dick into me. It erupts directly into my womb, which I’ve noticed is where most people empty themselves into me now that I have one. Once again, the urge to overcome my mate’s mark and impregnate me has become a primal instinct for alpha males. And I wasn’t about to tell them to stop. He unloads every last drop of his semen inside of me and drags himself free, his long tongue lashing back and forth in triumph.
He soon takes his leave but is quickly replaced by a centaur fiending for a mare. He takes me with surprising tenderness for a centaur, rocking his hips with those powerful haunches in an almost romantic way. His load is so immense that it nearly goes straight through my insides and back out of my mouth. As soon as he moves on I slide out of the sling, dripping their cum everywhere I go as I deliver drinks to the patrons. A lion beastman asks for a lap dance that quickly turns into me bouncing on his dick until he blasts his load up into me as well. Tom even takes a moment to leave the slings and finish what he started, chuckling as he gets me into a full nelson and has his way with me.
Eventually I make my way to the gloryholes and take nine more loads as I keep my mouth open for any meaty, veiny cock that pokes through one of the holes. Finally my shift comes to an end and I wobble my way back out onto the dance floor to clock out for the day. I hear the front doors open and feel a fluttering in my heart. He’s here. Whenever my mate gets close enough I can actually feel it in my body. And sure enough Alexander makes his way through the next set of doors and spots me immediately. His tall, imposing figure. His muscles glistening with a sheen of sweat and thick body hair. Horns that make his commanding presence all the more intimidating. I blush and smile at him as a grin creeps across his face. Four different bottoms all gravitate towards him, surrounding him and placing their hands delicately along his torso and arms. A sliver of jealousy rises up in me, but I quickly quell those feelings. The two of us have an agreement that either of us can fool around with whoever we’d like. Seems only fair considering the kind of job I have and my mate certainly likes the attention of a hungry bottom. But at the end of the day we only have eyes for each other. I’m his and he is mine.
He politely waves his admirers off and walks to me, clearly not wanting to put on a show for the club tonight. His beefy arm wraps around my shoulders and we both walk into the back of house towards the breakroom. He takes a seat on the couch, making the piece of furniture look like an armchair in comparison to his size. As I change out of my uniform I can feel his eyes bore into me, casually watching me undress as he lets little growls out. Suddenly I feel a tingling running up through my guts and I look down in time to see my belly deflating slightly. I turn and see he’s using his magic to vanish the cum inside of me, clearing me out until I’m completely empty inside.
“I’ll need you nice and empty for me tonight.” I blush and feel a slight jolt shoot up my spine, remembering the last time he did this I wound up bearing twelve children for him. Once I’ve dressed in my leathers we walk side by side back out of the club, Griff giving Alexander and I a curt nod along with a warm smile. I look into the crowd and see the tiger and bear, Adrian and Theo, briefly remembering how I met them and they became regulars of mine. Just then another patron enters and I see the bull who almost became my boyfriend, Bradley. I was quite nervous when he first met my mate, thinking jealousy from the two of them might heat up in rather unsavory ways but thankfully it never happened. Bradley meant it when he said he was fine with being my friend who gets to fuck me senseless and Alexander never held it against the bull or myself for being so close to one another. As soon as the bull sees us he rushes over and pulls me into a tight hug.
“Adam! How’ve you two been?” Alexander smiles and I do the same as he relinquishes me from the tight hug.
“We’ve been good. How about you? Restaurant going alright?” He nods vigorously and I can’t help chuckling at his enthusiasm.
“Business is great! Saw Griff’s brother, Zev, just the other day on a date with a cute lil’ human too.” The three of us catch up for a little bit before Bradley gives me another hug, shakes Alexander’s hand, and proceeds to remove most of his clothes as he joins the festivities in the club.
Outside Alexander holds me tight to him and his magic envelops the two of us in an instant before dragging us into the Underworld. As soon as we arrive in front of our castle I notice somebody waiting at the front doors. She turns to face us, and I instantly recognize our daughter Senya. A tall woman with a lean, chiseled physique, dark red skin, and curved black horns. As soon as she sees us she rushes over and gives me a tight hug, towering almost a foot taller than myself. Just when it feels like she’s about to start breaking bones she lets me go and goes to give Alexander a hug as well.
“It’s so good to see you both! Still shorter than me marenz?” I scowl softly and roll my eyes, but still find the use of the word ‘marenz’ to be quite endearing. It’s a demon dialect closely translating to the word mother.
“You know I always will be Senya.” She toothily grins and stands between the two of us as we enter the castle. We all head to the dining hall and begin a small feast as we catch up with one another. She explains how she’s become a pretty prolific painter here in the Underworld and is now starting to feel a pull towards her mate, wherever they might be. I encourage her to find them when she’s ready and not be discouraged. If Alexander and I could find one another being separated by who knows how much time and space then she’ll find hers in relatively no time. A twinge of sadness hits me as I realize our children are making their own lives for themselves already, closing in on finding their own mates and starting their own families. But I remain hopeful and content knowing they still come to visit us and have taken on qualities of both me and Alexander. Senya gets her artistic skills from me. Alden gets his looks from Alexander. Suzanna has my eyes. Gareth has a silver tongue just like his father. I wasn’t so sure about bearing children when I first learned of it but the feeling of pride seeing our family doing so well for themselves has quelled any doubts I may have had.
Once we finish dinner Senya takes her leave and we wave her off at the front doors after she nearly crushes me one more time. I find myself smiling from ear to ear and Alexander takes notice, caressing the side of my face before lifting me into the air and carrying me back inside. As soon as the doors shut he vanishes the clothes from my body and regains that look of utter dominance and control.
“Now that I have you all to myself…” He leans in and places his lips on mine, taking me tenderly and gently at first before he growls deeply and his tongue plunges into my throat. I start to tremble in his arms as he dominates me, his grip on me firm and possessive. He walks us through the halls up to our bedroom with confidence and ease, making sure the only kind of response I can give are soft whimpers and moans. As soon as we enter the grandiose bedroom two of his fingers slip into my twitching hole. My hips start to rock against them as he lays me down on the silky sheets and he develops a slow pace. His fingers sink in all the way to the knuckle and his claws graze my soft insides before he withdraws them and repeats the process. My body warms up as he induces a pseudo-heat within me and he eventually withdraws his fingers before standing tall and pulling his clothes off. Once all of his clothes have hit the floor and I’m completely mesmerized with his body he begins to shift into a new form. But I put out my hand and force myself to speak.
“Wait, stop.” His body returns to his usual form and he looks at me quizzically. “Tonight I uh…I want you as yourself, but I…god this is embarrassing to ask.”
“You know you never have to be embarrassed of anything around me.” He says it so resolutely I have no choice but to believe him and I steel my nerves.
“Well I was wondering if…maybe you could change me instead.” He slides onto the bed right next to me and caresses my face gently, his body heat soaking through my skin.
“Into what little one?” He’s being particularly gentle and considerate with me after seeing my hesitation and awkwardness.
“I thought…maybe just to try it out for one night…you could turn me into a demon like you.” Alexander grins maliciously and presses his forehead against mine as his hands trace down my arms. “I might not like it but…could you…just for tonight!”
He gets up and kneels over me, laying his fat cock down against my much smaller one. He leans forward, placing both hands next to my head as he looms over me.
“You just tell me if you don’t like it and I’ll change you back in a heartbeat…but I know you’re gonna love this.” He lifts one of his hands up above my face and I start to shake with fear. How is this going to feel? Will my mind be the exact same as it is now? The red energy of his magic begins to form and then spirals out of his fingertips towards me. It envelopes my body rather quickly, creating a pleasant feeling tingle that spreads to every part of me including my insides. I breathe heavily and look down just in time to see my skin begin to alter into a dark red shade similar to my mate’s. I then wince slightly as a sharp stinging on my forehead begins to become very pronounced. Before I can even contemplate what it might be my teeth begin to ache and I reach up to prod at them, feeling several sharpening into fine points. Another uncomfortable sensation begins at my tailbone and seems to extend further than it should. I reach up to the point where the stinging is most prominent on my forehead and become aware that a pair of horns are sprouting from my skull. I then reach behind me and can feel a spade tail growing from me as well. My heart pounds at the realization that I’m truly being turned into a demon myself and I get close to hyperventilating.
As quickly as it began it ends and I gasp for breath, extending my arms and looking at the new shade of my skin. I prop myself on my elbows and turn to see myself in the mirror, gasping in shock at the person looking back at me. My eyes are glowing red like my lovers, surrounded by black sclera. My horns curve back behind my head in a way unique to Alexander and my tail flicks back and forth nervously. I look up to my mate and he grins as he rocks his hips against me, sliding his dick against mine. He leans back and spreads my legs as he guides the tip of his cock down towards my boy pussy.
I hold my breath as I await the inevitable, but he teases me by prodding the fat head of his cock against my entrance gently, refusing to push inside as my hole suckles on the tip of his thick rod. I try to spread my legs further and will him inside of me but he holds me in place, pushing forward only a centimeter at a time. I start to whine with need and impatience and after some time teasing me he finally pushes his meat inside of me one inch at a time. My jaw drops from the new sensations that I’m bombarded with. I assumed it wouldn’t feel much different to normal, but the insides of a demon seem to function differently and all new pleasure points are activated as he pushes his way into me. I can’t say it’s dramatically better than normal, but different is all. All the spots inside of me that make me shiver have all been shifted around into new locations. Something that hasn’t changed, and never will, is how much mind-warping pleasure he brings me when he takes me. My back arches dramatically as he bottoms out and my tail instinctively wraps itself around one of his thighs.
Being altered like this and conquered in one fell swoop leaves me feeling more vulnerable and exposed than I have in my entire life. Giving myself to my mate and being remade by him into something new is both terrifying and euphoric. He starts thrusting in and out of my womb, every time he breeches it, raising goosebumps on my skin which I only just now begin to notice radiates heat on the same level as Alexander. He then thrusts very firmly and unloads an entire cup’s worth of precum into my unprotected womb which triggers an orgasm for me. Different muscles flex. New internal organs tremble. My tail thrashes wildly. It’s a completely unique experience to a usual climax for myself and I coat my chest with steaming hot cum as he holds himself balls deep in me.
“Ahhhhnnn! D-Daddy! F-Fuuuckkk me!” Despite crying out like a bitch in heat I feel new instincts within me fighting the urge to submit to him. A natural born desire to dominate and assert control that’s being forced down by my mate’s presence. Is this how a demon usually feels? A predetermined will to be an alpha. Or is this something Alexander used his magic to worm its way into my mind? I hear myself beginning to growl and my eyes widen in shock at the realization. “W-Wait…let me ride you. Unghhhh! I w-want to be in control”
“Oh but you’re not now are you? The demon in you wants to be on top, but you’re my little slut. And my little slut needs a good pounding!” He withdraws his cock from my hole almost entirely before he slams it back in and begins a rough, brutal rhythm. I let out another deeper more feral sounding growl as he has his way with me, my mind being torn in two as one half wants to push him down and ride him my way and the other half pleading for him to hold down my wrists and fuck me so hard I can’t walk the following day. “You look gorgeous like this my love. How does it feel?”
“Grrrrrr…ngahhhhh! I-I…ohhhhh…I don’t know how to explain it!” My insides prickle as his precum and musk are plastered onto every new soft fold. I lean forward suddenly and grip onto his back, sinking my nails into his back which elicits a cross between a hiss and snarl from my larger mate. In this position I’m sat in his lap as he thrusts up into me and I rock my hips, desperate for him to go harder. Suddenly he pries my arms free and slams them down onto the bed as he looms over me ominously. I struggle against his grip, attempting to break free but he holds me fast. He smiles wickedly and really starts to pound into me harder than he ever has. He and I both know a demon’s body is more resilient than a human’s and it would seem he wants to take full advantage of that.
I pant heavily and my eyes cross from the new stimulations as I wrap my legs around his waist. He then releases my hands and flips me onto my stomach in one smooth motion. From this angle new areas of sensitivity are discovered within me and I throw my head back as he continues his relentless thrusting. Those barbs catching and prodding at every part of my guts. After some time taking me doggy style, he flips himself and me onto our sides, hiking up my leg to get as deep into me as he can go. About twenty minutes later he finally buries himself all the way, leaving my belly bulged outward slightly from his throbbing cock deep within my womb. A thick glugging sound fills the room as his balls pulse and within moments his demonic cum erupts into me. I practically scream from the overwhelming pleasure and after a few minutes of this I feel the all too familiar sensation of his swimmers searching for an egg to penetrate. My body quakes and eyes dance back and forth as I await the best part when finally a jolt surges up through my body and he successfully impregnates me.
A series of full body orgasms tear through me, causing me to cum again and again, soaking the silken sheets of our bed. His near endless flow of semen slows to a stop and oozes out of my holes around his groin while the two of us pant in the afterglow. His thick arms reach around to my belly and hold me tightly, his fingers gently massaging my skin.
“So…did you like it my love?” Breathlessly I nod and smile as I turn to look back at him.
“Maybe not a permanent change…but it won’t be the last time we do that.” He chuckles and gently slides his cock back out of me, a hollow emptiness filling me at the loss of my mate. I bite my lip from the way it feels to have so much demonic cum sloughing out of my used boy pussy and moan when he finally pops free.
For the next several hours we make love…or more accurately he viciously fucks me…before we eventually settle in for the night. The huge demon spoons me from behind, the heat of his body enveloping me like a warm blanket. The both us have stupid grins stuck to our faces and I can’t be sure if it’s the same for him but I’d wager a bet that it is, the two of us contemplating just how lucky we are. I couldn’t have asked for a better life or mate. Not long ago I was so dissatisfied with my life in every facet of it. Now I have a job I’m proud to be at. A life of interest and new ventures. And above all else a mate who I love with every fiber of my being. For once there doesn’t seem to be anything missing. I can finally say that I feel utterly…helplessly…fulfilled.
The End
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