Prince Demonia

Chapter 8

Demonia POV

I wake from my slumber with Lilian's small arm draped over my naked chest and her long curled hair in my face. I inhale her scent and a feeling of love washes over me.

I am now King Demonia Black of The Vale and Lilian is now Queen Lilian Black, my wife and soon to be, mother of my heir.

I smelled her change instantly and when she wakes, she will smell it too. She is with child, it's faint but it's there, clear for all to get the scent as soon as she enters a room, everyone will know she is with my offspring.

A big part of me wants to be happy that I can be the father mine never was to my own children, yet the other is unsure if I can even love another. 

Since the death of my mother, her betrayal and her reason for my traumatizing upbring, I had feared this moment my whole life, she is the reason I can not feel happiness, sadness, or anything a normal person would feel in this situation.

I deeply want to change, I want to be everything Lilian wishes of me, and I will try until I finally am deemed worthy to be mated to her.

I owe her that much, because of her I am now King and not Prince, my father is gone and so is hers.

In many ways, we both saved each other from our terrible upbringing and now we write our own destiny, together.

Leaning over towards my mate, I begin to grind my hips against her leg, my eyes fixated on her face as I watch her stir awake from the contact of my skin on her skin, the sensation of our bare skin touching one another causes our bare skin to erupt in sparks at how deep our bond is.

Her eyes begin to flutter open and I lean in and leave soft kisses on her beautiful face as she groans than giggles as my stubble tickles her cheek from my kisses. "Morning my beautiful Queen" I whisper huskily in her ear.

She moans out when I kiss her neck, my body now fully on top of hers, trapping her beneath me. "Morning." She says quietly, her eyes shining brightly up at me from the morning light coming through the window.

"How are you feeling?" I ask as my eyes scan her face as a blush forms on her cheeks.

She shivers under my gaze and smiles shyly. "Um, sore." She whispers so quietly I barely heard it.

I laugh and lean down to kiss her lovingly on her forehead before I move from on top of her and moving from the bed to stand and click my neck and sore muscles in my back. Last night was the first time I had sex with such raw passion, a side of Lilian I had very much enjoyed came out and I plan on bringing that wild side of her out more.

My back is red with scratch marks so deep, the bed is stained from the blood from my back, last night her wolf came out and it was a new experience altogether as I watched Lilian's hands turn into large wolf paws.

I stand in front of the mirror and admire the marks, a part of me wishes they would never heal so I could keep them forever, so every time I move and look in the mirror, I can remember this pain and love I feel right now.

I see Lilian watching me as she sits up on the bed, as she hides her grin with the blanket. "I'm sorry, Mira went a little... too far last night.." She mumbles out and I turn to grin at her.

"I would beg her right now to do it again, never apologize, sweetheart, I enjoyed it." I say with a wink as I grab a towel.

Her eyes flash and I can tell her wolf is begging Lilian to take control to have a repeat of last night. I grin and turn, I head into the shower room and turn it on and begin to wash my body, the cold water hitting my back causes pleasure with each droplet, the pain is almost bittersweet, each drop bringing me back to the euphoria of last night.