Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Mated to The King

The next day, I woke to housemaids bringing in my breakfast. I asked if the King had returned yet. When they said no, my heart sank. I ate quickly and went to my balcony to wait for him, but he never came.

That night I went downstairs to the library. I was trying to find out all that I could about my mother's necklace, and after hours of digging, I found nothing. I gave up, and just as I was about to leave, a book from the top shelf fell onto the floor in front of me. I bent down to pick it up. It read ‘Mémoires of King Danyel Niklaus Delacroix’. It was opened to a page that spoke about his love affair with his royal feeder Lady Maya. My eyes froze on my mother’s name.

“What are you doing in here?” he asked, scaring me so bad that I dropped the book. He picked it up and took my hand. 

“Come with me.”

He took me to his bedchambers and tucked the book away on the top of his bookshelf. 

“I wanted to read that,” I said, watching him.

“Well, you can’t,” he said, pulling me to him. His scent was strong and heavy with drink.

“You can read it when you're grown,” he grinned. He knew I was eighteen, about to turn nineteen. He leaned in..

“Tell me, little flame, what did you do last night?” he watched me with lustful eyes.

“Miss Lydia stayed with me last night,” I said, blushing hard.

“And what did the two of you do?”

“Nothing.” I lied, looking away from him.

“Don’t lie to me, Syla, I will know,” he grinned.

I just stood there saying nothing.

“Fine if you won't tell me, then show me!” he ripped my dress off my body. My eyes widened with shock. I was naked underneath.

I quickly tried to cover my lady parts with my hands. He picked me up and laid me on his bed, propping up pillows behind me just like she had done. How did he know? He then pulled his chair to the foot of the bed, he sat down, grinning as he watched me.

“Go on, show me,” he leaned in.

“She just showed me what to do,” I explained.

“Good, now show me, I want to see,” he moaned as he spoke.

His eyes were different tonight; they were deeper blue, and they sparkled, and the way he looked at me made me wet again.

I slowly lowered my hand between my legs, he noticed that my peach colored nipples had turned hard. He put his hand between his legs to adjust his growing cock.

“You are beautiful, Syla,” he whispered, taking me in with his eyes. I blushed as my legs began to part. He leaned in closer to watch me.

“She showed me how to do this.” My middle finger went into my mouth for some slavia, and then to my clit. As I began to rub, soft moans escaped my lips, and I slowly closedmy eyes. My legs spread more as my finger slipped inside to coat it with my cream. I could hear him sniffing the air and moaning. I rubbed just like she had shown me. It felt so good, but not as good as knowing that he was watching me.

“I need to stop, my King, or I will make a mess on your bed. I whispered with my eyes still closed. I heard him leave suddenly with the beating of his wings.

I was confused, I quickly gathered my torn dress, and ran back to my room, crying. I wanted him to take me, but instead he left. Did I displease him that much? I cried on my pillow for hours. Then I felt a hand gently caress my back. I froze! I knew it was him.

“W-why did you leave?” I whispered, still crying as he wiped my tears away. 

“Because I wanted you too badly,” he whispered back at me.

“I wanted you too,” I confessed to him, my voice barely above a whisper.

“I know.” he slowly pulled off my blanket, lowering his head between my legs, sniffing and then licking my swollen lips. His tongue was warm and wet. It felt a billion times better than what Lydia did. He licked me softly at first. Then my legs began to spread. I wanted more.

“I just want to taste you,” he said.

“Will you cum for me, little flame?” My moans told him all he needed to know. He sucked harder on my clit. My hips began moving, pumping and jerking, as his long tongue slid into my opening. I gasped hard.

“Please!” I begged. “Please don’t stop.” I felt his massive arms circle around my legs, locking me to his face. My breath quickened, and my body quivered, cumming hard. He devoured every drop of my juices. Licking and sucking, slipping his massive tongue inside me, demanding more. He moaned with low growls that made me want more. He didn’t stop; he licked and sucked me for hours. I climaxed several times, over and over again, for him. Each time felt better than the last. 

“Your taste is divine!” he said, licking his lips as he raised. I can't get enough of you, my little flame.

“He cuddled with me on my bed, I fell asleep in his arms, I had never felt this kind of love before. He was like a drug, and I was hopelessly addicted to him. He held me for a while, but then he lifted, he turned to me as he pushed aside his loincloth. His massive cock stood firm. He stroked it, watching me. The sounds he was making woke me. I lay there watching him, pretending to still be asleep.

He wanted me so badly, but something was holding him back. I knew what I needed to do, I slowly spread my legs, speaking softly to him. 

“I want ONLY you, my King!” I slowly rubbedmyself, my moans were sultry and loud, his cock twitched. I smiled, reaching for him, as he joined me in my bed once more.

“Are you sure this is what you want, little flame?” he whispered as he moved closer. He knew she was of age, but she had led a sheltered life. 

“I want you more than anything in this world. I need you more than the air I breathe. Please, my King.” He crawled on top of me, my nightgown now covering my swollen lips. He growled. I moaned loudly at the sound of my nightgown being torn off of me. His breath was hot against my skin.  I opened my legs wider for him, as he stroked his cock, spreading pre cum all over it. 

“Your first time will hurt a little,” he whispered in my ear. He slowly pushed the head of his massive cock inside my opening, my walls began to clench onto his head; it twitched. I gasped. He was huge. 

His beast wanted her too, 

You’ll have to wait, her first time is mine! he growled back at him.

He stroked my clit as he pushed further inside me. I could feel my walls stretching to their limit. He stroked in slowly, then with a sudden jolt, he pushed hard. My Hymen had ripped open, the smell of my blood almost drove him insane. I saw his fangs extend, and his eyes turn a brighter blue, and glowed. 

He pushed deeper, pumping me harder. I screamed out in pleasure from the pain that consumed me. It felt so good. 

“More, my King, Please!”

He smiled widely as he granted my wish. Slowly stretching and filling me with his massive cock, stroking my walls as I lifted my hips. He wrapped his arms around me, his lips on my neck, sucking hard. 

Mark her! his beast screamed.

He moaned as his fangs sank into my neck. My loud moans and gaspsfilled the room as he growled deep and low. I could feel my neck tingling, and then something warm pulsed around his fangs, still embedded in my neck. He held me there, sucking my blood as he fucked me. My pleasure was climbing the walls, and I never wanted it to stop. I flooded his cock, with my warm juices, over and over again. 

His cock responded with his own hot cum, squirting into me as he throbbed deep inside me, filling me with his seed. A deep guttural growl rumbled between the walls of the pyramid; the whole kingdom knew! He began thrusting harder, faster, slamming his hips to the back of my thighs, my legs over his shoulders. I screamed out his name over and over as he pounded me, pumping his cum deep inside me.I flooded him with my warm juices, his cock twitching every time.

Lydia stood outside his door with a grin, 

“Well done, my King!” she whispered to herself. 

“Now she is yours!” She walked away.