Kenda: The Demon Princess

The pits

“Wake him the f**k up!” Liam shouted making the small man who had introduced himself as Ravie take a few steps back.

  He paced the length of what looked like a foyer that had numerous passageways that led deep into the pits. She’d heard of the pits years ago when she was young. No high born girl would set foot in such a place and come out right, she’d been warned many times by her father and brother when she’d asked about them. They hadn’t been happy that she knew about them, because women who fell into the lure of the pits, for a little taste of the dark pleasures provided there, were shunned and stripped of their statuses until they had no choice but to go back to the pits.

It wasn’t pretty.

Her father had wanted to shut them down, but…

But here she was. 

Clearly he had failed.

Where was he anyway? Kenda wanted to ask Liam about her father, but she knew the evil bastard will use any weakness she showed to his advantage.

Liam came to a stop and stared down one of the passageways.

Kenda looked down at her feet not wanting to imagine where it led.

Too late!

She squeezed her eyes shut as her overactive mind went on overdrive. The vile deeds, drugs, dark pleasures and corruption known for the pits seemed to linger in the air around her, and her mind was showing her all of it – death cage fights, orgies of writhing naked bodies in grotesque s****l positions, long smoking pipes and torture chambers where people screamed for mercy…

Guh.

Her skin crawled at the thought of what happened there. Kenda tried her best not to breathe any of the vile air into her lungs. Her stomach squeezed with a nervous energy.

Shit! She was being paranoid.

What the f**k were they doing there anyway?

 Liam hadn’t taken her home ‘to their marriage bed’ like she thought he would, but he brought her to the pits – the shadiest place in the Underslands.

Why? There was no reason for them to be there. Or was he making her pay for spitting on him already? 

And the pits were his choice of punishment…

Evil fucker!

Kenda clenched her jaw as her stomach did a full on summersault. She felt like she was going to vomit.

How was she going to survive this?

She hadn’t thought he would retaliate so soon, before she could think up a plan on how she was going to get out of this.

Ravie shifted in front of Liam to block his way.

 “You have to understand, sir, that my master is a little…preoccupied at the moment.”

“Of course he is, you t**t. Now move.” Liam pushed Ravie to the side and walked down the passage. 

 Ravie slowly smoothed his hands over the front of his long jacket as if Liam had marred it with his outburst. The small man’s face soured as he stared at Liam receding back. He pulled air though his teeth making a clicking sound. Kenda could feel hate radiating from him in waves.

Her magic sparked as she the need to amplify it within him took hold.

Murder him with your bare hands, make him pay…Kenda breathed deep as her thoughts blended with her magic, and trickled from her mingling with the vile air.

Ravie turned to her then, his eyes burning like red coals as they took her in.

Shit! He knew what she was doing.

“Magic doesn’t work in the pits, princess,” he said softly.

“f**k Kenda, do you want to die?” Ramelock whispered harshly. His hands clamped on her palms closing them. He lingered, his thumbs caressing over Kenda’s skin. Ramelock swallowed the groan that almost escaped his lips. He never thought that touching her would feel like this. Damn, so good.

“Don’t be stupid.”

“The only stupid person I see here is you.” Kenda pulled away with such force she fell. Her ass hit the floor with a thud. She blinked the tears that filled her eyes quickly and got to her feet before Ramelock could help her. Kenda didn’t want his hands on her. There was something about him that was off…add in his blatant betrayal then you’ve got a very dangerous man. Cousin or not, Kenda stood as far away from as she could.  

“Anytime this week, Ramelock,” Liam called from where he stood staring at them. Ramelock inclined his head and Kenda started walking down the hall.

“Be careful he doesn’t claw off your heads for disturbing him. He’s not in the greatest mood these days.” Ravie called at them. “So I’m going to wait right here, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Hans breathed deep and as he f****d up into his third woman of the day. She gripped his shoulders and wiggled her ass as she took him as deep as she could. She couldn’t take all of him, none of them could. Their faces were starting to blend together, losing their charm.

Was it him? Or the whores of the pits were not doing it for him anymore.

Hans gripped her ass and pulled her up and down on his c**k, chasing the trigger that will push him over. He could feel the need to come gripping his balls tight.

Hans snarled as that illusive feeling danced so close yet so far.

Shit! He was so hard.

“Faster,” he growled thrusting hard. She squirmed above him, and whined long and hard. She was close, “don’t you fucken come. I’m not ready yet.”

“We can go again…again, as many times as you want,” she moaned as her climax hit her. Her teeth clamped on his neck and she bit down hard.

Hans groaned as her bite turned him off. He pushed her off him and stared at his flagging c**k.

Shit not again!

“I told you. Don’t you ever bite me! Out!” he shouted pushing her out his bed, and dragged her to the door. He opened it wide and shoved her out.

“Hans?” the woman called out and covered her breasts as two men and a…Hans sniffed the air ...a woman walked down to his bedroom.

Hmmm, he breathed again holding on to the door frame as his legs wobbled.

His breath rushed out of his lungs at the sight of her.

Who was she?

It didn’t matter. He wanted her. He wanted to devour her.

 A rumble started in his chest. And he felt all his blood rush to his c**k, making him hard. His body heated as her scent hit him again, wrapping around him like a long lost lover.

Want. Need. Take. The words exploded in his mind.

His claws grew with a painful speed that coursed him to clench his fists. Saliva pooled in his mouth as his canines elongated. 

Now he literally wanted to bite and be bitten.

What the f**k?   

Chapter 3 (Face to face with his mate)

Hans breathed deep. Now he could see her clearly as they got closer.

Hans blinked rapidly as he felt like he was dreaming as he stared at her. He couldn’t look away.

She was a beauty. A vision with long white hair that had intricate braids that he’d heard denotes her status in the demon society. He’ll have to ask Ravie because he’d never bothered to learn. Her skin glowed with a golden hue that was enticing, Hans longed to touch her.

Who was she?

Liam usually brought him women he wanted to trade or punish, but there was something different about this one.

She was…Hans couldn’t put a finger on it.

The man behind her moved closer to her. A subtle move, but he could see the possessiveness in the simple move.    

Hans watched him closely. The other man’s closeness to her pissed him off. And he wasn’t reacting to it well. Blood pooled in his palms as he tightened his fists to hide the claws that lengthened with every breath he took. But he couldn’t easily hide his desire for her as his baser instinct took over.

Shit!

He would be more animal than man within minutes. He could feel his beast stirring within him demanding to come out and…

Mate.

Hans gulped as the word detonated in his mind. It hit him with such force he reeled, taking a step back. He turned and rushed back into his room. He couldn’t let them see him like this.

No one in the Underlands knew what he was. Hans had learned to lock up that side of him ever since he was taken from his pack, his family, and his brother Zaid to be a slave in the Ruben stone mines in the Underlands. The Forxard were hated everywhere - on the surface, underground…everywhere. 

He reached for the long robe he’d carelessly thrown on the floor when he’d been ready to f**k away his frustrations and made for the bathroom.

No! The beast within him roared, doubling its effort to come out. 

This couldn’t be happening now. He clenched his jaw as his muscles rippled and grew – doubling his body in size.

 He felt the thrill that came with changing, of feeling his body thrum with inexplicable power and rage. It soaked his muscles enticing him to let his beast loose.

Fuck! This was the best drug. He hasn’t felt this in a long time – centuries to be exact. The overwhelming need to let his beast take over almost brought him to his knees.

Fuck. This is not good… 

Hans moaned as he stumbled into the bathroom. The door shook as he slammed it shut. He stood still, trying to regain his control. Even the Ruben stones he’d taken occasionally, when he couldn’t handle being in the pits, didn’t compare to this.

His c**k throbbed with need as blood pumped through his veins, his body felt strong and invincible.   

Hans closed his eyes, hoping the change wouldn’t take over his mind as well, because if it did he’ll have that girl beneath him and inside her p***y in seconds.

“Don’t picture it, dammit.” Hans groaned as his c**k throbbed harder at the thought of him filling her to the brim. She was so small compared to him. He wondered if she could take him. If she was his mate, she was made for him then she will be able to take him.

Fuck… just the thought. Hans shuddered as a bead of precome formed at the tip of his c**k.

Mmmmm, fuuuuckkkk!

 Hans resisted the urge to touch himself and find the release he’d been chasing with the woman in his bed. What was her name again? He couldn’t remember.

He closed his eyes and tried to think of other things.

“Hans! I don’t have all day. Leave your filthy games for your sleazy dungeons. I have some business to discuss.” Liam’s impatient voice interrupted.

Hans snarled loud enough to be heard as his beast took the other man’s tone as a challenge.

Kenda forced herself to walk down the passageway. She couldn’t believe she was easily giving into whatever Liam had in mind for her. She was the demon princess of the Underlands she should do something.

What exactly?

Kenda bit her bottom lip. Magic didn’t work in the pits. It seemed she was stuck for the moment. And she couldn’t very well turn and run home because Ramelock, the traitor, kept in step with her from behind. She gritted her teeth as she felt him getting closer to her.  What the f**k was wrong with him? Didn’t he know the meaning of personal space?

Kenda was about to give him a piece of her mind when her gaze was pulled forward. She heard a commotion and a door opening. And then…  

This couldn’t be good.

Every alarm bell within her was blaring at her to turn and run as she stared at the…big…smooth…thick…hard… her eyes zeroed in on the goody line that led too…

Saliva pooled in her mouth.

Shit! she couldn’t think or look away.

Oh…my…

This was her first c**k, well the first one she’s ever seen, and it was…

Kenda clenched her teeth against the shiver that ran down her body at the sight of the naked man who was standing at the end of the passage.

She couldn’t help it but stare at him. Her eyes crawled down his body taking him in. He was so big, built like nothing she’s ever seen before.

Kenda swallowed as she felt his eyes on her like a caress. She could feel the heat of it through her black robe as something raw and primitive settled within her. Goosebumps bloomed on her skin, causing her to shudder. Kenda touched her chest as her heart hammered in her chest.

 She pulled her eyes to his, but he disappeared into his room before she could take a look at him.

Liam rushed in after him.

 She came to a stop at the bedroom door, and resisted Ramelock’s nudge to enter. She wasn’t going in there. Something didn’t feel right here. 

 She stared at the rumbled sheets on the bed and sniffed the scent of s*x in the air. And her heart hammered harder in her chest.

She shouldn’t be here, a voice deep inside warned.

 Kenda watched as Liam took a tentative step from the closed door he’d rushed to with force a few minutes ago as a rumbling sound filled the bedroom.

A few minutes later the door was opened and he stepped out. A robe was draped over his large frame. And he looked…

Oh s**t.