Chapter 17

CHAPTER 17

M alissa watched in awe as Beliath's demonic member gradually materialized in the center of the darkstone ring, starting from the base of his enormous shaft, and slowly working its way outward toward his plump, rounded head. He had shown Malissa that part of himself a few minutes ago, and her body had heated with arousal at the sight.

Now she all but burst into flames.

Malissa had only ever seen one other penis before: Wulfgang's. Having had nothing else to compare it to, she had assumed her husband's anatomy was of average size, yet it seemed tiny in comparison the monstrous thing that now hovered before her, its obscene shape limned by golden candlelight from below and silver starlight from above. At its thickest point, the shaft was as big around as Malissa's forearm, and very nearly as long. Near the base, the flesh was jet black, transitioning into a bright, angry red around the tip. The head was crowned with a rim of beaded nubs that seemed designed for stimulating all of a woman's most sensitive places, and the entirety of its hard length was covered in sinuous, inhuman ridges that reminded Malissa of melted wax. Her own sex fluttered as she remembered how good those shapes had felt sliding in and out of her several nights before.

She needed to feel them again.

She needed to touch them.

Whether it was her own desire that set her feet in motion, or some dark enchantment placed upon her by the demon, Malissa neither knew nor cared. All that mattered now was satisfying the unholy urges burning deep within her.

Her skin prickled as she passed between the ancient pillars of stone and entered the circle of containment, but her fear was not as great as it had been during her previous visits to the darkstone ring. She had been inside twice now, and neither time had the demon tried to harm her. She doubted he would start tonight, especially now that she was carrying his child in her womb.

She did not feel fearful so much as she felt nervous—nervous about the task the demon had set before her. Nervous that she would be no good at it, that she would disappoint him. Aside from his erect manhood, Malissa could not see the creature, but she could sense him standing there before her, with his hard muscles and deadly horns. Then she felt his powerful hands cradling her face.

She gasped.

"My little queen," the demon purred, his voice issuing from somewhere above Malissa's head. "Tell me something…"

"What?" she breathed.

The demon brushed her bottom lip with the ball of his thumb.

"Have you ever sucked a cock before?"

Malissa colored at the question, then colored again at the answer she knew she must give. Everywhere else in the world, a woman was expected to be pure, but here in the darkstone ring, everything was turned upside down. Her lack of experience in such matters was an embarrassment rather than a point of pride.

"No."

"Not even your husband's?"

She shook her head.

"Of course not," the demon said, sounding amused and perhaps pleased. "Wulfgang doesn't care about the pleasures of the flesh, does he? He only cares about having an heir to carry on his lineage. And if he can't manage to make a baby in your womb, he certainly wouldn't be able to make one in your stomach."

Malissa laughed in spite of herself. She almost wished she had lugged Wulfgang's portrait with her again so she could make him watch as the demon defiled her mouth.

"I've never sucked a man's cock," she said. "Or a demon's, for that matter. But I want to suck yours, and I want to suck it well. I want to please you… master ."

Beliath purred from deep within his chest.

"Then I shall teach you. First, you must get down on your knees, just as if you were going to pray."

The words set off a tingle between Malissa's legs.

Bracing her hands against the demon's invisible body, she lowered herself into a kneeling position. Beliath's cock was right there in front of her now, and it looked even more intimidating. Malissa's pulse began to race.

"May I… may I touch it?"

Beliath rumbled with laughter.

"Such a timid little creature. Do you think I showed it to you so you could draw a picture of it? Of course you may touch it, woman. You may explore it to your heart's content."

Malissa took a deep breath.

She reached up and placed her fingertips against the side of that huge shaft. It felt as smooth and hard as a piece of polished marble, but the bumps and ridges were more intricately detailed than any mortal sculptor could ever hope to create. She lowered her hand and ran her knuckles along the underside of the shaft, lifting it slightly so she could examine the crowned head. A bead of clear nectar welled from the end of it.

"Kiss it," Beliath commanded.

Malissa leaned in and pressed her puckered lips against his tip. Her tongue slid out, nudging gently against his leaking slit. It tasted good. Sharp and sweet like spiced wine. She parted her lips and took him inside her, swirling her tongue all around his smooth, supple head.

Above, Beliath's breath hitched.

That sound sent a rush of arousal coursing through Malissa's body. The demon was enjoying this. He liked what she was doing to him. She was making him feel good. Her nipples hardened with excitement, and she felt herself becoming wet down below. She opened wider and took the entire head of his cock inside her mouth. She was rewarded with a fresh drizzle of precum, and she moaned softly as the pungent flavor spread across her tongue.

"Does that taste good, wench?"

Malissa moaned again in affirmation.

She gripped his base with her right hand and took him deeper. She had to open wide to fit his girth inside her, and her jaw ached from the strain, but it was worth it to feel his hard, textured shaft gliding against her tongue.

Heavens, there certainly was a lot of him. Malissa could scarcely believe he had actually fit inside that other part of her body a fortnight ago.

She circled her lips around him and bobbed her head slowly, pushing her mouth as far down his length as she could manage. Her hands took care of the rest of him, stroking and twisting and spreading her warm saliva all the way down to his base.

Above her, the demon groaned with enjoyment.

"You're good at that, wench. Are you sure this is your first time?"

Malissa drew her mouth off of him with a wet sound that brought a flush of heat to her cheeks.

"I swear," she said, wiping away a few dribbles with the back of her hand. "You're the only man I've ever done this with."

Beliath grabbed a tight fistful of her hair.

"First of all," he said. "I am not a man. Second, did I give you permission to take your mouth away from my cock?"

She shook her head.

"That's what I thought. Now put those lips back where they belong, and don't stop sucking until your mouth is filled with my seed."

Malissa had never obeyed a command so quickly in all her life. In the blink of an eye, she had him inside her again, even deeper than before, and she worked her lips up and down his shaft with a desperate intensity.

"That's better," Beliath growled. "Do you like that, woman? Do you like sucking your master's cock?"

"Mm-hm," she moaned, the sound muffled by the thick meat filling her mouth.

"You don't have to tell me," Beliath said, and Malissa realized his voice was coming from inside her head now. "Just think it, and I will hear you."

You can hear my thoughts?

"Yes, as long as I am inside you. Don't slow down now. Keep sucking it, woman. That's it. Nice and deep, just like that. Keep it up, and you'll soon be rewarded with a mouthful of hot seed."

I want it, Malissa thought. I want to taste it so badly.

"And you shall," Beliath told her, petting her bobbing head. "But first you must earn it. You cannot have your dessert until you've eaten all your meat."

His hands closed around both sides of her head, holding her face steady while he thrust himself into her mouth. His cock went even deeper than before, deep enough to bring tears to her eyes. Her instincts told her to pull away, but the demon's hands wouldn't let her.

Malissa was grateful for those hands.

This was the reason she had come here tonight. This was what she needed. To be used roughly and ruthlessly by a creature who knew how to use a woman. A creature who would not treat her delicately. A creature who would not hold back.

Beliath was in control now. He was breeding her mouth, the same way he had bred her loins a fortnight before. His hard shaft slid in and out of her with wet, shameful noises. His smooth, heavy balls thumped against her dripping chin.

"Are you ready, wench? Are you ready to taste my seed?"

Yes! thought Malissa. I want you to fill my mouth with it. I want to taste it. I want to swallow it. Please, Beliath, I need it so badly.

"Then you shall have it."

Beliath roared as he gave her his hot release. Malissa swallowed what she could, but it soon proved too much for her, and she was forced to pull away, gasping and trailing long, sticky strands from the demon's pulsating cock. She shut her eyes and took a dozen thick ropes across her face, then a dozen more across her bare breasts as the force of the demon's ejaculation gradually slowed.

"Tongue," Beliath commanded.

With her eyes still shut tight, Malissa stuck out her tongue, and the demon wiped the head of his cock against it, smudging away the last of the seed that was still bubbling from his slit.

"Good girl," he said. "You may swallow now."

Malissa swallowed. Then, with the tips of her fingers, she wiped Beliath's seed away from her eyes. When she was finally able to open them again, the vision that greeted her made her cry out in surprise.

She had expected to see Beliath's disembodied member hanging in the air before her, or perhaps nothing at all. Instead, she saw the demon in full. His powerful legs were like two pillars of obsidian rising from the ground before her. His torso was laden with slabs of hard, black muscle. A pair of leathery, bat-like wings fanned outward from his back.

It was his face, however, that truly made Malissa's heart race. It looked like a wrought-iron mask, fashioned to inspire terror in all who saw it—fanged maw; flared nostrils; orange, burning eyes—and to top it all off, a pair of long, curving horns that gleamed in the candlelight like blackened steel.

Clawed fingers encircled Malissa's wrists, and the demon lifted her up by her arms until her feet were dangling above the ground, and her face was level with his own.

"There are not many mortals who have looked upon my form and lived," he said.

"Am I one of them?" Malissa asked. "Or are you going to kill me?"

The demon smiled.

"Maybe I'll fuck you to death."

"I can think of worse ways to die."

The smile became a grin.

"I'm sure you can."

He pulled her close and kissed her hungrily on the mouth. When they finally broke the kiss a few minutes later, his dark lips were stained with his own pale seed, but he didn't seem to mind at all. Carefully he lowered Malissa until her feet were back on solid ground. She could feel the tip of his hard cock pressing against her belly, but she kept her eyes on that horrible, beautiful face.

Beliath placed a claw lightly beneath her chin.

"You have served me well," he said, "But don't think this changes anything between us. Our bargain still stands. Come the equinox, you will free me from my prison, or you will be struck dead in childbirth. That is how it must be."

"I understand," Malissa said. "I will set you free."

She was already thinking of what would come after that. What arrangements she and her demon might make. Once he was freed from the darkstone ring, Beliath would be able to travel anywhere he pleased. Perhaps he would come and visit her from time to time?

Malissa hoped that he would, but she didn't ask. There would be time to speak of such things later. Right now, the fire in the demon's eyes and the iron in his loins told Malissa that he had other things in mind besides talking.

"You're not finished with me yet," she said, "are you?"

"On the contrary," the demon answered, "I'm only getting started. Now lie down on the altar and spread those lovely legs for me like a good little queen. I'm ready to make use of your lovely little cunt."

"Foul demon," Malissa murmured.

But she did as she was told.