The Demon King's Virgin Bride

4. Tongue, Tied, Twisted

"Will that be all your highness?"

I looked over my shoulder and found my servant to be bowing down, eagerly awaiting more instructions from me.

"That will be all." I waved a dismissive hand, tying the silk robe around my waist.

"Sleep well my majesty, thank you." Her voice is sweet and gentle, but her footfalls are heavy and her gait clumsy.

"You too." I muttered as the door shifted open, the bulky stone scrapping hard against the floor.

With a small yawn, I returned my gaze to the window and leaned into thick glass. The kingdom always looks unbelieving beautiful from this view, staring at the natural craters, hot springs, mountains, the stone buildings not towering to the height of the palace. My soul feels at peace, I belong here, in this majestic kingdom.

Growls of wild beasts sound from afar, gradually the sky is taking a darker shade of orange. I better go to bed soon, I have an extremely busy day ahead of me, starting as early as the crack of dawn.

The door shifts open in a gentle creep and soon after it closes, my nightly visiter, approaches me. Clack! Clack! Clack! His shoes tap into the hard floor, the footfalls sounding closer by the second.

I didn't need to turn and face him, I already knew it was him. A faint, vague reflection of him falls on the window. I sighed lightly as he neared, lingering behind me.

"My queen." His dark, deep voice was unearthly and unnerving. A great deal of uneasiness attacked me as he started stroking my hair with his fingers.

I know him, he's not a stranger, I know his intentions, which is why I'm unsettled.

"My Lord," I breathed out, with no desire whatsoever to face him, his presence alone already unearths a lot fear from me, "I wasn't expecting you." I wanted to ask what he was doing here, but I didn't want to provoke him.

"I'll be sleeping in our bedroom tonight." I inhaled in his scent and stifled a gasp when his cold fingers caressed my neck and rubbed circles around my collarbone.

 I knew it, I just knew it.

I had to get myself out of this.

"I prefer to be alone tonight." I managed with some confidence in my tone, immediately losing grip of my poise when he chuckled humorously and  his fingers curled around my neck, strangling me lightly.

"I am your king, it is your duty to serve me in bed." I whimpered lightly as he leaned into me and pinned me to the window. His hands fell to my hips and travelled up my body and he thrusted his hips into me, pressing his hardon into my ass.

I gasped, I'd never felt anything like that before. I am terrified. I should have worn a longer robe.

The robe rode up my thighs, along with my nightdress, leaving my thighs bare. I could feel my n*****s hardening against the cold glass and goosebumps erupt on my skin, when he brought his wet lips to my earlobe.

My legs were trembling uncontrollably, I didn't know what was happening to me, my heart was on a frenzy and I nearly forgot how to breathe. I felt so defenseless, helpless and the mass poking at my butt seemed to be growing.

"Mhmmm…" he hummed into my ear, one of his hands leaving my waist and laying on my chest. "The rapid beating of your heart, pumping fresh blood to your muscles, warming up your body, igniting that craving for me, it only beats this way for me, because I am your king and tonight I'm going to mark you as mine."

I felt my heart drop to my stomach following his words. His voice was so sinister and his tone so darkly dangerous, I felt compelled to submit to him, but my fear and everything I stand for, wouldn't allow me to let him have his way.

"You are mistaken my Lord, I do not desire for any of this to be happening." I told him with a lot of truth in my words.

Maybe I shouldn't have provoked him.

He growled deeply and with a forceful, sudden movement, cupped both my breast, I yelped, which corresponded more to a moan. "You will not deny me, you will submit to me." I endeavored my hardest not to give in to the stimulation administered by his rough hands, I can't allow him the false pleasure of thinking that I'm enjoying this.

Clearly I wasn't going to get through to him by sassing up to him, I need a different approach. I can't let this happen.

"Please.." I pleaded in a more submissive tone. " Not tonight…. I'm not ready." 

I couldn't have given him more permission to proceed. I am not ready… to have s*x, I'm not. I don't want to.

With even more passion than before, he kneaded and squeezed my breast, probing my n*****s in the process, I accidentally released a tiny moan and delighted him immensely. "I happen to believe you are, my love." He pulled my earflap into his mouth and chewed on it and removed his hands from my breast and slipped them into my panties. I wave of shock consumed me and my whole body went stiff.

I couldn't explain the feeling, I felt weird, my stomach was in knots, and chilly tingles went up my spine. I found myself silent, biting my lips, my v****a pulsing as his fingers neared my crotch.

I'm not ready.

I began to struggle beneath him, I tossed my body around and tried to escape his grip but that only motivated him to fasten his pace. Before I knew it, he'd thrown me over his shoulder like a weightless dummy and held me securely. I kicked and kicked and pelted his back with slaps and punches, to no avail. He was too strong, I couldn't maneuver out of his hold.

This is it. I'm done for.

I heard him groan multiple times as he carried me to the bed, as though he enjoys my struggling. Unexpectedly, I was thrown on the bed and I landed with a heavy gasp. Before I could get a look of him, his face, he had his back turned to me and was walking away from me.

"Stay put." He ordered, daring me to defy him and began putting out the flame torches illuminating the huge room.  Two opposite walls each had three and he progressed to the third one, the window of opportunity opened.

I can do this.

I jumped off the bed and made a run for the door, but I didn't even reach it before i collided into a body and fell to the floor. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed my wrist and lifted me from the floor. I swung my arm around, and foolishly tried to run, only for one, effortless pull, to bring me to his front.

"You disobeyed me, that I will not condone." He grounded me to his body and wrapped his huge arms around me. His has a lot of body mass and the strength of a beast, I'm at a great disadvantage.

"Leave me alone!" I directed my elbows to his midsection, which didn't induce the slightest reaction from him. Is he not susceptible to pain?

While i wiggled like a fish out of water, I failed to notice him peeling off the little I have on. The robe hanging from my arms and nearly off my body and the nightdress to my waist, my struggling became more vigorous, so much so, he tackled me to the ground, planted his knee into my back, slid the robe down my arms and ripped the nightdress apart.

I was fully nude for his eyes to feast and absolutely embarrassed.

He carried me and threw me on the bed once again, this time neutralizing me with his weight. I whimpered as he started kissing my neck and grinding his erection into me.

I had never felt so powerless and worse of all, my body is responding to his touch, to his abuse. I'm ashamed.

My strong will is the only thing keeping me from crying- I can't believe myself, what is wrong with me?

His lips traced my jaw and I squirmed, breathless, my lips tingling for his. I can't keep fighting this anymore. He teased me and planted his lips at the corner of my lips, licking my skin and I purred. I've never felt anything like this before, my whole body is on fire. He continued to deliberately avoid my lips and parted my thighs further to welcome him. I was overwhelmed by a craving, a burning need for him to touch me, to feel his hands on my v****a, touching me like I've never been touched before. I was quickly becoming impatient, but my pride wouldn't allow me to say anything. There was this strange burning itch inside me that I needed to be relieved from.

"You belong to me, " his fingers caressed my inner thighs, his teeth gripping onto the skin of my neck and leaving me with little bite marks, "you are meant only for my eyes, only I will touch you, " He sucks hard on my shoulder and I dig my fingers into his broad back, "your attention is only meant for me, if you feel the need to test me, I can easily ensure that you fully understand the implications of your actions." I wasn't even paying attention to anything he was saying, my senses were too heightened, the only sounds I wanted to hear were of his lips smooching my skin. "You know I never repeat myself, It's in your best interest to obey me, love."

"And If I don't?" I challenged, wrapping a leg around his waist. Oh i need him to touch me, why won't he just touch me already!

"There will be extremely ugly consequences, involving a lot of people- I know you'll be wise." His tongue swirled around my neck and before I knew it, he lips were vacuuming my neck, sucking on it so hard, I clung onto him, my muscles contracted and i cried out so-

"Aggrrhhh!! Shut the f**k up!" My eyes still closed, I flung my arm over to my nightstand and knocked off my alarm clock, but it kept on ringing and it took me some seconds in my drowsy state, to realise that it's not the alarm ringing, but my phone.

With a grumpy groan, I reached for it and I brought it up to my ear.

Why is Charlize calling me so early?

To gossip, that's why.

"Really! Do you know what time it is?"

"Uhmm.. time for your tute ass to be awake," I could just imagine the eye roll she gave me, you'd think at 8AM in the morning she'd tune down her voice a bit, but no, loud Charlize is loud at any hour, especially when she is about to rant, which I am sensing, basing myself on her tone, "you will not believe what just happened!"

I have heard those words before and they are always followed by pure exaggeration.

"I bet my head I won't." I mumbled sarcastically, still too sleepy to even want to open my eyes.

"Guess who I just saw acting all cosy, cosy…"

Oh boy, if this doesn't have to do with that poor man she's obsessed with.

In the background I could hear the sound of splashing water, free failing water, and I just knew that she was probably skinny dipping in the pond created by the mini waterfall, which is not so far from where she lives.

"Who?" I tried my best to sound interested, but failed dismally, which Charlize shouldn't mind, she knows I am particularly cranky in the morning. I lifted my body up and was amazed by how sore I was, my neck is tense and painful and my back feels like it's been hit by a huge rock...okay maybe I'm exaggerating… what the hell was I doing in my sleep? I feel worse than Riley, the morning she woke up hangover and without her "little Mary" as she calls it, which she lost to a bulky butcherer - she swore never to have s*x again that day- we all know how that's working out.

"So I was jogging down the park today and I saw Colin jogging with that ugly tiffy Jackie Dent, with big smiles on their faces, acting like they've known each other for the longest time," the bitterness in her tone makes me want to burst out laughing, but that wouldn't make me a very good friend, so I hummed for her to continue and pretended to understand her plight, "I knew it, I just knew something was fishy  between those two and It wasn't her smelly snatch." Jackie Dent is one of those typical teacher's pets, who teachers like despite her grades not being so good, who is always answering and asking questions, calling teachers to her desk, claiming not to understand something-  i do not know what her agenda is, but she's always trying to bring herself close to teachers, even to a personal level. I highly doubt there is anything going on between her and Sir Flair, but Charlize never takes chances with "her man".

"You're reading way too much into this." I rubbed the side of my neck, seriously, why is it so painful? "They could've have coincidentally been jogging around the same area, at the same time and you know how friendly Sir Flair is, so of course he'll entertain her nonsense."

"That man is not an angel Reese, I saw him staring at her t**s-"

"Well maybe Jackie beat you to it then." I taunted, my fingers pressing on the spot most of the pain came from.

"Never. Not if I have anything to do with it, Colin Flair is mine, I will damned if I lose to that graceless whore."

I sighed lightly, wishing to give my darling friend some hard talk and make her accept that Sir Flair isn't going to drop his pants for her, but instead settling for a pessimistic, "Alright, If you say so.."

"I do say so!"

"What's up with you and that man? I mean he's hot, but he's not the only hot teacher at DSH.. Sir Rillen is also hot and much taller."

Charlize gave me an uninterested, "I've already blown him remember? Easy prey, I like a challenge and if I can get the most righteous man in Melcan to bend me over his desk, I can get any man I want."

"Ohh.. so this is about s*x? You don't even know what he's packing, he might have a tiny, worm dick." I have never understood and will never understand why the girls act like the world revolves around s*x, it's always "I'd so bang him" "Kales has such a huge bulge, I have to see what is in those pants" "I've never seen Jerald's d**k print before, he must be small" blah blah blah blah blah.. I have never been aroused by staring at a boy's crotch or wanted to f**k one because he has a  "nice, spankable ass." The girls are always experimenting and acting on their curiosity, and I am happy with taking the backseat -I don't need the stress thank you very much, or to always be plotting and scheming like Charlize.

"It's not just about s*x, he's the man of my dreams."

"Really?" Of course I didn't believe her.

"I've never wanted a man this much, I have fantasies about him, he's the only thing I need in this world." If I didn't know better, I'd say Charlize is in love, but that is far from the truth, she has a way of forcing feelings and believing her own lies - how can anyone feel this strongly about someone they've never even kissed? It's ridiculous.

"Come on, he's not oxygen." I rolled my eyes, groaning in pain as I slid off the bed - I feel like I've been hit by a truck and I was just fine when I went to sleep- I hope I have not developed a sleep walking habit or something, this isn't the first time this week I wake up tired and battered.

"Reese? What's going on in there? Are you sure you're alone?" You can always trust Charlize to find a way to sexualize every situation.

"Not funny, my whole body is in pain." I grumbled, stretching out my arms.

"What happened?"

"Honestly, I don't know, I just woke up feeling like road kill." What I deliberately left out, was that I was having a very disturbing dream before she woke me up, I didn't want her superstitious ass linking the dream to the pain when I could've just fallen off the bed or slept in an uncomfortable position-

Plus, I exerted by body during tennis practice yesterday.

Makes absolute sense.

"You'll be fine hey, listen I have to go before someone spots me." I was glad she didn't press further, how was I to explain to her what I don't understand myself?

"You're skinny dipping aren't you?"

"Yep, connecting with mother nature." She sighed in content and my bladder suddenly filled up.

"I'm taking my car to the mechanic today, so you're going to have to pick me up."

"I thought I was the worst driver in the world." She snorted.

"That's the purest form of truth."

"Is not."

"Get out of there before you have to steal some stranger's clothes from the hanging line like last time." I warned and ended the call, threw my phone on the bed and headed to the bathroom.

Fuck, my neck is aching, did I get bitten by the spider I invented last night?

I took a pee and made my way to the mirror, in very slow steps, basically walking without lifting my feet- I am going back to bed, I feel like I just closed my eyes for a blinking second and It was in the morning already.

I turned on the sink tap and washed my face, then reached for a face towel and wiped off the water droplets on my face - That's when I noticed it.

Oh my god!

This is f*****g creepy!

On the right side of my neck, there is a huge purplish-reddish bruise, the source of the stinging pain.

A spider did bite me?

No..

Why does it look so much like a…

Like a…

A hickey….

Oh my God!

I'm freaking out! This is too f*****g weird!

I can't do this anymore!

I can't!

Calm down Reese! Calm down!

The dream.

"There will be extremely ugly consequences-"

"Involving a lot of people-"

He.. he was sucking and bitting my neck just before Charlize called and woke me up…

It was just a dream… I  know I was dreaming, I am not a queen and I have never been inside a stone castle my entire life, so why is the hickey he gave me in a dream, here, in real life...wait…

Am I still dreaming?

There is only one way to find..

I nipped the skin below my earlobe with my nails and pulled hard, wincing a bit - definitely not dreaming.

What does this mean?

That it mean that, that thing was actually here?

That everything that happened in the dream actually happened?

Oh my God!

So if it grows claws and stangles me in a dream, I'll actually die in real?

Oh my God!

What have these girls gotten me into?!

This ain't funny anymore!

What am I going to tell my parents? Dad saw me just a few hours ago and I didn't have a huge bruise on my neck, he's going to think I snuck a boy in through the window and did the nasty with him - I can't lose my parent's trust, not after I've worked diligently since birth to gain it.

I can't be walking the streets with this attention calling magnet on my neck either, I'm going to need to cover it up...and I don't even have make-up.. or know how to apply it.

I'll have to "borrow " mom's… has to work..

I can do this. I just need to make it to Zoey's house without anyone noticing, then the girls will take care of the rest - They got me into this mess after all.

"Oh you'll thank us later, we've done you a huge favor, nneww nwee nwee.."

I'm not enjoying any of this, I am not. I am paranoid and on the brink of insanity, all of this is taking a toll on my body and messing with my head.

I would never enjoy being manhandled, by something I don't even know for that matter, that person in the dream is not me, not me at all.

All of this has to stop. I can't continue to live  like this, I can't.

No wonder my body hurts, the things I went through in that dream!

After getting over the shock, I made my bed and cleaned my room, wrapped a scarf around my neck and joined my parent's for breakfast, and now, I am taking a shower- a very uneasy shower.

It's looking at me, I can just feel it.

I am not alone in this shower cubicle, I can't describe it, but I just feel a presence behind me, a presence invisible to my eyes.

I am terrified, wouldn't you be? Knowing some supernatural being is watching you as you bath? Seeing you nude? Watching your every move?

I called Seraya earlier and told her what happened last night, and her only advice was for me to communicate with it instead of ignoring it hoping it'll go away.

But where will I even start? What if it's not in the mood to talk and doesn't answer me? What if I make it angry and it kills me?

I just want it to leave me alone, that's all.

"Please leave me alone, please." I practically begged, wow, I've really lost my mind haven't  I!

I closed the water and looked around, hoping for something, a sign of life, a response at least - but I got nothing, absolutely nothing.

Maybe it left as I requested.

Look at what my life has become, I can't even take a simple shower without looking over my shoulder like a soldier in enemy territory and I've got a demon haunting me in my dreams, doing as it pleases with my body - when will I find comfort? When?!

I massaged some conditioner into my hair and turned on the tap and got under the warm, gentle spray of water. I tried to erase every negative thought from mind as I washed my hair and the patter of water drops hitting against the floor muffled all other inferiorly audible sounds.

I might have been more calm, but I knew to hurry up before the paranoia got to me again. I was just about done when, the shower door suddenly flew open, alarming me. I yelped in shock, immediately turning off the water.

I was too scared to peek outside and investigate, for a good reason. I black mass quickly flew across the room and disappeared just as quickly as it appeared.

Oh my God!

What was that?

Where did it go?

My mind referenced to last night and I took a step back, only for my foot to step something that felt very much like toes. As fast as a knee jerk reflex, I removed my foot and my entire body went stiff.

It's behind me.

It's right behind me.

God please help me, please.

My whole body shook uncontrollably as i fought the strongest  urge to turn to my back.  I imagined the most hideous creature behind me, sticking out a snake-like tongue and eying me with seven, glowing, yellow, oval shaped eyes - I have never been so terrified my entire life!

I swallowed my saliva, whimpering in a nearly sobbing manner, yet my eyes remained dry of tears. I flexed my elbow and pushed it back just slightly to check if there's still a body behind me- I gasped loudly, my heart nearly leaping out of my chest when my wet elbow pressed into some flesh.

Oh God what do I do?

What do I do?

If I scream my parents will come rushing here and not only see the hickey, but also find me crying alone in the shower and conclude that I've truly lost my marbles.

Then again if I run, I'll look even more insane and It's right behind me, it'll just grab me and who knows what it will-"

"It? I was not expecting such disrespect from you."

I nearly died from fear!

I was tongue, tied, twisted, like I have never learned to speak.

It- he can read minds, he's reading my mind, he heard everything I think of him,  i should apologise.. but why should I?

To get to keep your life you dummy!

"Please… I'm sorry.. j-j-just don't-don't hurt me." I stuttered, my voice nothing short of shaky.

Things only got worse for me, as he placed his cold hands on my neck, just like in the dream and traced my collarbone with his fingers. I held my breath, tears streaming down my cheeks. Why are the hands so cold? Like a corpse? I am naked, I am wet, I am cold and there's a strange demon Incubus devil man with me in my shower and I have no f*****g idea where he came from and what his intentions are with me.

"You know what my intentions are with you, love."

"No I-I don't." I kept flinching and gasping as his fingers roamed my face and collected my tears.

"It's surprising how frightened you still are of me," he moved his lips close to my neck and my face crumbled, my bottom lip quivering, "you are my queen, I'd never harm you."

"Y-y-you… h-how..did you get.. what are you doing here?" I couldn't even articulate a comprehensible sentence at a go, with his hot breath seeping into my pores, I felt like he'd suddenly bite me like a vampire.

"I've come to claim what's mine," his lips brushed against my skin and I shivered, making him chuckle with deep satisfaction, "you are meant to be by my side, as my queen."

"I am not your queen!" I raised my voice, regretting it immediately when his dead fingers applied pressure to my throat. "P-p-please.. I'll do anything you want, just please don't hurt me."

He purred, a deep, devious, dark purr and consecutively after something wet and silky - A TONGUE, licked beneath my earlobe, all the way to inside it- I cringed immensely, the tongue was not a regular one at all, it was long, light and with not much width- DISGUSTING!!!!

"Aaaahhh!" I screamed as something sharp scratched and tore into my shoulder.

"You will learn soon enough."the tongue swiped at my cheek and I got a brief glimpse of it before it disappeared- I am surprised my heart didn't stop right then and there! "I will wait for you, do not harass my patience."

"What are you talking about?" I cried, just wishing this could end already.

"I will be watching you."