His Woman (DISCONTINUED!!)

~Part 3~

Chapter 3- Compromises

                   Meliodas contemplated this new... situation with Elizabeth. He'd told her he loved her. He did. That's why he needed to focus on regaining control of his evil self. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her and, if things continued this way, he just knew he would. But what was he to do? This dark essence was just as much a part of him as his lighter side. Though, normally, he only had to deal with this dark half when he was angry or in extreme situations.

Damn. What was he going to do? Every day the darkness was getting harder to contain. Every time his eyes landed on his princess the urge to just fuck her right there in front of everyone coursed through him. He found himself not caring that she was a virgin and needed to be treated delicately. He would lick his lips in anticipation of feeling her warmth all around him, and his eyes would flash black for just a moment before he would snap back into reality.

The others were starting to realize something was wrong with him. He didn't know why they didn't mention it, especially since he knew they were aware of who his target was. They hadn't seen his... changes, yet. Hadn't seen him give into his dark self for brief moments at a time, yet. But they knew he was eyeing Elizabeth in a less-than-innocent way.

Elizabeth, herself, was unaware of his battle with his darkness. Though she knew something was wrong by the way he acted around her. Still, he tried to keep up appearances, if only to ease her worries. Since they'd both admitted their feelings, they were much more hands-on than usual. His groping was more sensual now, more meaningful, and she no longer jumped away or gasped in surprise. She would blush, but then she would give a small smile and he would hear her heart flutter.

But the late night kisses were wearing on him. His darker self was becoming a frequent sight to her, as partaking in these kisses allowed his beast to surge forth. He was extremely surprised at how well she was adjusting to seeing him like that, and how much she enjoyed it when he dominated their kissing. But her pleasant reactions to this dark half of him were only spurring that half on. He was roaring inside of Meliodas now, demanding to be set free so he could claim his mate, mark her, make her his and his alone. His words were wearing on Meliodas as he tempted the sin into going further and further with Elizabeth each time he was close to her. But he always managed to regain control.

For that, he was thankful. But this wouldn't last forever.

He was tired, so tired, of fighting this half of him. But Elizabeth's safety was on the line. We won't hurt our mate! His dark side snarled in annoyance. Our mate will enjoy, will want every second of it. Smell her, she wants us already. And she is fertile. He purred as an afterthought. Meliodas felt heat rush straight to his loins at this thought. Elizabeth was fertile right now, and the scent was driving him crazy. He caught a glimpse of her and held back a needy groan as his eyes roamed over her curvaceous form. Still, he managed to shake himself out of it. No! He wouldn't do that to her! Her first time needed to be special, and he was going to make sure it was. She didn't need her first time to be full of fear towards him. Maybe once she is used to the idea of his dark side, he might just let that side out. But he will be damned if he let his demon near her during her first time. No! We will mate her the first time. We will claim her as ours, we will mark her, and she will love it! Just think about it! Think about hearing her screams of bliss as we pound into her. Think about how delicious it will feel as we claim her. Think about how sweet her blood will be as we mark her forever!

"Fuck..." Meliodas growled under his breath as his composure slipped and his eyes turned onyx. He could feel himself straining against his pants, and he found himself hyper aware of every move the princess made. She bent over a table to scrub a stain, flashing him a hint of her panties, and he moaned. He was a split second from going to her when King and Diane walked into the tavern. The distraction let him lock his inner self back up into its cage, despite its roars of protest. He vanished from the bar before anyone saw him and his quite obvious erection. He hurried into the nearby forest to try and cool off, while his inner self rattled against its cage. Finally the darkness settled and Meliodas could practically feel the evil grin it gave him.

Have it your way. If you do not claim her by mating season, it will be my turn. And you will be powerless against me.