The Beast Within

Chapter One

The prince sat there within his bedchamber atop his four poster canopied bed. In his arms a pliant woman laid. He caressed her face with his index finger – the bluish tone of his skin offsetting her nearly translucent flesh– and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. She was frightened, but not of him. The way her eyes continuously flickered towards his locked door proved her unease.

"Asmodeus," her voice was hoarse with anxiety and wanton need.

"Yes, dearest Isabella?" Her name rolling off his tongue sent a pleasant ache between her thighs.

"We both know this is against the laws. Why are you risking your crown for me?" Silence followed her question. Isabella peered up at him after a moment, taking in his features. Wavy black hair that fell past his broad shoulders, the intricate black markings that wrapped around his torso and arms, and the lean but powerful body she laid against. His face was impassive, and the strong set line of his jaw intimidated her and set her heart thundering. The fullness of his lips called to her. Then, finally, he spoke.

"The fates are with us darling, I know it. They have promised us great fortune. Please my love, do not allow their misconceptions to come between us."  His blood red eyes were now settled on her face.

Isabella watched in fascination as his pupils dilated, her lips parting and her breathing becoming ragged. She wanted this to happen. Her libido was practically screaming at her to wrap herself around him, but there was still the niggling thought of the laws that could condemn them both. They had gotten too close the last time, she couldn't risk letting her guard down any further. She forced herself to look away. Asmodeus sighed and turned her face, gently, back to him.

He got closer to her and pressed his lips against the shell of her ear.

"Our bond comes before all else in my eyes." His voice was nothing more than a whisper. A shiver ran down Isabella's body and settled at the apex between her silk clad thighs. "You are too special to let slip away." His lips, soft to the touch, moved down her ear and along her jaw. Asmodeus laid Isabella down gently - regardless of the fact that he couldn't actually hurt her.

He pulled away to look into her eyes. In contrast to his, Isabella's eyes were a shocking electric blue - he found himself intrigued by how vivid they turned in the heat of lust. He cocked his head to the side to look at her, taking in the way her skin seemed to shimmer with the slick sheen of sweat. She was fair in every sense of the term, with ashen blonde hair and pale skin.

There was a fleeting glint of mischief in his eyes that Isabella failed to see. He continued to place gentle kisses on her face before moving to the junction of her neck where it connects to her shoulder. He suckled on her sinuous flesh before sinking his teeth in, causing her to moan his name. He smirked against her skin, knowing that he had her right where he needed her.

Asmodeus began to peel off her blouse, moving slowly to give her the impression that she had a choice to stop this at any time. Isabella raised her arms, making it easier for him. It was the first time she felt absolutely safe – cherished – since she had to leave her home years ago. It felt freeing to bare herself to him. Isabella reached for his shirt, pausing a moment and shaking all thoughts of doubt from her mind.

Soon, the pace became bothersome, causing Asmodeus to pull off his clothes and throw them across the floor. Isabella memorized every angle of his body, watching as it curved gracefully over her while he pulled off the rest of her clothes. There were no more words, just her moans mingling with those of the damned souls in the air. The morning's torturing had just begun, and it was the perfect soundtrack to their ministrations.

By the end, they released themselves from the shackles that kept them bound to the laws of the lands. In each other they found solace and freedom. As he spilled his seed into her, he could see his plan formulating before him. He looked down at the supple body beneath him as she rode out the waves of her orgasm.