Damsel to the Demon

18. Azaruk

18

AZARUK

M ercedes's eyes widen, surprise flickering across her blood-splattered face. For a moment, I fear I've overstepped. But then her lips curve into a soft smile, and relief washes over me.

"Yes," she whispers. "I'm ready to leave this behind. To start anew... with you."

My non-existent heart races. I've never felt this way before - this strange, intoxicating mix of possessiveness and... something else. Something warm and unfamiliar.

I pull her close, my talons gentle against her skin. The scent of blood and death surrounds us, but all I can focus on is her - the depth of her eyes, the curve of her lips.

Our mouths meet in a searing kiss. It's different from before - not just lust and power, but something more. Something that makes my demonic soul sing.

I taste the salt of her tears, the copper of blood. My tongue explores her mouth as my hands roam her body. She moans softly, pressing closer.

When we finally part, breathless, I see a new light in her eyes.

Gone is the broken girl I first encountered. In her place stands a woman reborn, fierce and beautiful.

"What now?" she asks, her voice husky.

I grin, showing my fangs. "Now, my dear, we conquer the world."

I take her hand, feeling the warmth of her skin against my demonic flesh. The contrast thrills me in ways I never thought possible. "It's time to leave this place behind," I tell her, my voice low and husky. "Are you ready for a new adventure?"

Her eyes, those mesmerizing orbs that first captivated me, sparkle with anticipation. "More than ready," she breathes.

With a flick of my wrist, I summon my power. The air around us crackles with energy, and a shimmering portal materializes before us. Through its swirling depths, I catch glimpses of Glacies - a realm of eternal winter and untamed magic.

"Welcome to my world," I purr, gesturing toward the portal. "Shall we?"

Mercedes hesitates for just a moment, her gaze sweeping over the carnage we're leaving behind. Blood stains the floors, and the scent of death hangs heavy in the air. But when she looks back at me, there's no regret in her eyes - only fierce determination.

"Let's go," she says firmly.

I pull her close, wrapping my arm around her waist. Together, we step through the portal. I feel her tense against me, but I hold her tight.

The portal swallows us whole, and suddenly, we're adrift in a sea of stardust and whispers. She clings to me, her eyes wide with wonder as she takes in the spectacle. I can't help but stare at her, the lights dancing off her skin, her hair a wild halo around her face. She's breathtaking.

"Azaruk," she breathes, her voice barely audible over the hum of the portal. "This is... incredible."

I smile, pulling her closer. "Just wait until you see my world."

Her eyes meet mine, and there's a softness there, a warmth that makes my heart race. She leans in, her lips brushing against mine, gentle and exploratory. It's a far cry from our previous encounters, fueled by desperation and hunger. This time, it's different. This time, it's just us, lost in the moment, lost in each other.

"Mercedes," I murmur against her lips, my hands cupping her face. Her skin is soft, warm, and I can feel her pulse quickening under my touch. I deepen the kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth, tasting her, savoring her. She moans softly, her body pressing against mine, and I can feel her need, her desire, mirroring my own.

But this time, there's no rush, no urgency. This time, I want to worship her, to show her what she means to me. I trail kisses down her neck, my hands roaming her body, learning her curves, her secrets. She gasps as I cup her breast, my thumb brushing against her nipple, teasing it to a peak.

"Azaruk, that feels so good" she whispers, her voice a plea, a prayer. I smile against her skin, my hands moving lower, tracing the curve of her hip, the line of her thigh. She shivers under my touch, her body responding to mine, opening up to me.

I lift her up, her legs wrapping around my waist, and I can feel her heat, her wetness, pressing against me. I groan, my body aching for her, but I hold back, wanting to prolong this moment, this feeling.

"I want you," I murmur, my voice hoarse with desire. "I want all of you."

She looks at me, her eyes filled with emotion, with love. "I'm yours," she says, her voice steady, sure. "I'm yours."

Her lips are soft and eager against mine, her body pressed tightly to me as we drift through the swirling portal. The light around us pulsates, casting her skin in an ethereal glow. I can't get enough of her—her taste, her scent, the way her body responds to mine.

"You're incredible," I murmur, trailing kisses down her neck. She shivers, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

"You're not so bad yourself," she teases, her voice breathy.

I chuckle, a low rumble in my chest. "Just not so bad?" I nip at her collarbone, and she gasps, her hips grinding against mine.

"More than not so bad. I just have to tease you a little. It makes you more fun," she admits, her eyes locked onto mine. They're filled with desire, with a hunger that matches my own.

The portal's energy swirls around us, heightening every sensation. Her heat presses against me, driving me wild. I can feel her heart racing, her breath coming in quick gasps.

"I need you," she pleas.

"I've got you," I promise, my voice rough with need. I thrust into her, and she cries out, her head falling back. The sight of her, lost in pleasure, is intoxicating.

We move together, our bodies in sync, the portal's energy pulsing around us. Every touch, every kiss, is amplified. I can feel her, not just physically, but deep within me, her emotions merging with mine.

"Come with me," I plead, my voice hoarse. "Let go."

Her eyes meet mine, and I see the moment she surrenders. Her body tightens around me, her nails digging into my skin. I feel her climax, her pleasure crashing over her, and it sends me over the edge.

We scream each other's names, our voices echoing through the portal. The energy around us surges, and for a moment, we're lost in a sea of sensation, drowning in each other.

“Oh my god. You’re amazing.”

“So are you. But that was better than ever!” She smiles.

As the waves of pleasure subside, I hold her close, my heart pounding against hers. The portal's energy slowly fades, leaving us in a gentle embrace. I can feel her heartbeat, her breath, her life force intertwined with mine.

And in that moment, I know—I'm never letting her go.

The portal's energy dissipates, and we find ourselves lying in each other's arms on the frozen ground of Glacies. She shivers, her warm skin a stark contrast to the icy landscape around us. I pull her closer, wrapping my demonic form around her like a shield.

"Welcome to my realm," I murmur, nuzzling her hair.

She looks around, eyes wide with wonder. "It's beautiful... and terrifying."

I chuckle. "Just like me, then?"

She smiles, tracing a finger along my jaw. "Exactly like you."

I want nothing more than to stay here, basking in her warmth, but duty calls. The oath I swore to the dark elf tugs at me, an inescapable pull.

"I have to go," I say reluctantly. "There's something I need to take care of."

Disappointment flashes across her face, but she nods in understanding. "Will you be gone long?"

"Not if I can help it." I cup her face, my thumb caressing her cheek. "I have a surprise for you when I return."

Her eyes light up. "A surprise?"

I grin, showing my fangs. "You'll see. For now, rest. You're safe here."

I kiss her deeply, savoring her taste one last time before I go. As I pull away, I see her eyelids growing heavy. The events of the day and our passionate encounter have taken their toll.

"Sleep," I whisper. "I'll be back before you know it."

She mumbles something incoherent, already drifting off. I watch her for a moment, marveling at how peaceful she looks in slumber. Then, with a heavy heart, I force myself to leave her side.

I have an oath to fulfill, after all. And the sooner I complete it, the sooner I can return to her.