Mated By The Demon Collections: Paranormal Romance

by Riley Moreno

  With that in mind they fought them valiantly, cutting down all that stood in their way. With weapons and as were animals, they broke down the crowd of fighters until the entire squad could flee without anyone following them. Minor altercations happened enough in the hallways that the squad was safe from Magnus hearing about it.

  Meanwhile, Everette was in diplomatic negotiations with Magnus.

  "Magnus," she began saying, "how would you feel knowing that you had a child that had one of those experiments done on him or her?"

  "I'm imagining it, I like this."

  "Would you want to know that they were being exposed to one of the worst experiments in humanity and extra-humanitarian practices?"

  Magnus rubbed his chin over his dining table. The entire thing was polished blue metal with intricate, laser cut drawings of fortification and sex scenes. She looked down to see this and stirred. Magnus looked to the door and made a gesture with his hands. His bodyguards left the room and he turned to her. He had a hand on hers and was watching her look at the etchings and drawings.

  "It is said you see what you want to see in the drawings," he told her.

  She stuttered, "Magnus, I- I don't know what to say."

  He moved his head close to hers, "Don't say anything."

  She could taste his breathe, a musky scent that made her lust even more intense. She sensed something was wrong with that and looked to the table. It read out the words, "Don't!" where she had seen the etchings. The etchings before had been of orgies, of men on their knees at the base of women's navels. She looked back at Magnus, wanting to see the same thing. He moved her chair so it was no longer facing his table but him and he bent over her. He spread her legs and she opened them, obligingly. He moved the draperies of her robes and saw that her underwear was moist between her legs.

  "You're already wet," he said, touching her clit with his thumb. He wiggled it around and she looked up and away, overjoyed with the feeling. He moved her underwear aside and licked her thigh. She watched as his brilliant purple lizard tongue created a wet, viscous trail wherever it went.

  She grabbed his head with her hands and pushed his head against her vagina. He pushed his tongue in between her brown lips, pushing aside the folds of her outer vagina and pushed his slender, pronged tongue deep into her. He reached to her G spot and began wriggling his tongue around it, stimulating Everette until her thighs were shaking. He held her in his hands and put his hand behind his chin, placing his thumb against her other hole. Her massaged the tight opening and then moved his face to her butt, sliding his pronged tongue around her tight pink hole. Compared to the rest of her it looked like a delicate flower. He wanted to inseminate her so badly.

  He told her, "You know I can smell lust."

  She looked at his body, then said, "You're a non-human?"

  "Magnus isn't meant to be the lizard race's King. He's meant to be humanity's King," he said as he pushed his thumb back into her butt hole and lifted his dick out of his pants. He slapped it against her thighs and she looked down to see the trembling cock of a lizard race. It was twice the size of Jeremiah and was purple everywhere but the tip, which was as red as a rosebud. She trembled, but not with disgust.

  The table was made from a steal that only a hundred people could make. Magnus had one crafted for himself for the equivalent price of twenty bioships. It was capable of showing whoever looked at it exactly what their favorite sin was. Magnus then used that power to make political deals. This time he did it to have sex with Everette.

  "I can smell other things," he told her.

  "Oh?" she asked.

  He licked the air with his tongue, "So many things. Like," he waited, then said, "Ovulation. I can smell that you're ready to be pregnant."

  "How did you know?" she asked.

  "I can smell it," he said.

  He pushed his dick into her as she sat atop his table and spread her legs. Her eyes were dreamy, like she was looking far away and she moved gently when he adjusted her and as he pumped into her.

  Her hands, though, moved up and down his body, holding onto the pockets of his abs, arms, and back. He was well-muscled everywhere and throbbing with passion for her. His entire body pulsed and, as he realized she was being seduced into having sex with him, he decided to transform into his full lizard form.

  She watched as his purple dick as it came in and out of her and marveled at the way it felt to have a dick inside of her that was twice the size of a human's. Sometimes the red head would peek out and then slide back into her, dripping the viscous clear liquid of her cum as she did. She dripped with it, getting off and orgasming while cumming constantly. She did it for minutes, what seemed like hours. It felt like wet hot passion from the depths of her yearning were being explored and gratified. She humped into him and let him push back into her.

  She changed positions and let him push her onto the floor where she lay before him. He moved his black robes aside once more and tried to push his pulsing purple dick into her. The opening to her vagina was too small, though, and he had to jam it in with more and more force. She screamed out and yelled, gasping for air for minutes on end while he stuffed his over-engorged dick deeper into her canal.

  The red cum that came out of her frothed and pooled under her, all over her purple robes, was from him. It erupted out of him and he yelled, "You'll be pregnant with me, Everette."

  "Pregnant with you?"

  He licked the outside, then inner part of her ear, then jammed his dick into her more sharply, saying, "I've impregnated you. I can smell it."

  "You can what?"

  "Smell it, Everette. I can smell it. Magnus is with heir, now."

  Everette struggled backwards, tripping over her own robes. She bunched them up in her hands then tripped again. She said, "No, no. It can't be."

  He walked over to a long table with many boxes on it and opened one, then took out a powder. The powder was from the roots of a swamp flower that grew surprisingly close to Everette's home with Jeremiah. She recognized the root and began screaming.

  "Don't worry about the noise, boys." Magnus said to the Magnums that entered. They bowed out until Magnus said, "Wait. Jefon. Come here."

  Jefon walked forwards and the other boy bowed out. Magnus had him come close and whispered to him. Then Jefon took an unopened box over to the table.

  Jefon mixed the root powder with a decanter of liquid from the box. The two fizzled and Jefon walked over to Magnus and Everette, holding it under Everette's nose. The fizzle abruptly ended after a few moments in which Everette had been holding her breathe. It entered her sinuses anyway and began the quick process of rewiring her brain patterns to block out the memory of what Magnus had just done to her.

  He turned with her, "And that, Everette, is why we can't strike a deal between your children and my research." He lead her out of the dining hall, "Good day." Jefon had gone with her and Magus walked the length of the dining hall, then held the chair that Everette had been sitting on. He held his dick in his hands and bent over, sniffing the air near the chair with his finger. He sat down and unslung his penis from his underwear and began jacking off already to the memory of having sex with Everette.

  Everette was escorted to the hangar where her star cruiser was. All four squad members were on the back of it, holding on to the only part of the star cruiser that they had customized. It looked like a normal cargo addition when in reality it was a holding pen for the guys while they needed oxygen in space. Everette had the pilot take the star cruiser away and sat in wait for the moment that they returned to the bioship and she could see Jeremiah.

  When they did reach the bioship and docked, then unboarded, Jeremiah picked Everette up in a hug and squeezed her tightly.

  "I missed you, for some reason," she said.

  "For some reason?" he said quizzically.

  "You know what I mean," she said. "It's just that I have a weird feeling about something. About you. I missed you, I guess."

  The team talked together i
n the kitchen.

  Jorgen slammed his fist on the table, "Great job out there! We really worked as a team. Even Everette-- you were able to distract him well enough that we never even saw him. How did you do it?"

  Everette said, "I don't even know."

  Shippo laughed giddily, we did a great job."

  "I just got word that there will be a switch of hands with all of the documents tonight."

  Jeremiah asked, "Who's taking them?"

  "The government needs them."

  "Well, will the government use them?"

  "Who knows?"

  "We shouldn't hand over something that we can just as easily destroy."

  "This is out of your hands," Jorgen yelled. "This is out of my hands, it's not even supposed to be in Eve's hands."

  She looked shocked, "Leave me alone!"

  Jorgen continued yelling, "How dare you question our mission, Jeremiah, when it's so close to a close?"

  Jeremiah was furious, "There's a reason we were asked to destroy these files. Because nobody should look at them, ever."

  Jorgon replied, "No, there's a reason you did it and that's orders. That's the reason you did it. Orders. Not morals, orders. If you want to continue to fight me on this, I'll stay with them until the change of guard on them. Then it's really out of your hands."

  Jeremiah wanted to fight the situation and said, "Who decided how things are going to be if it all goes to shit?"

  "Let me make a call," Jorgon said, then started punching in numbers to the kitchen's keypad. He dialed a friend's number, who directed him to the person that had issued the mission, who knew of the directing advisor to them. Jorgen called them and asked, "Where are the documents going?"

  The voice responded, "Annihilation."

  Confirm?" Jorgen asked.

  "We'll be burning them."

  "That's all I wanted to hear, sir."

  "Sir," the voice said and hung up.

  Jorgen looked to Jeremiah as he hung up, then said, "Satisfied?"

  "Yes, I wanted to know that they'll never be read.

  Shippo and Sarai moved out of the kitchen while Everette sat down next to the files, where they had been.

  Jorgen looked to Jeremiah with satisfaction in his eyes and said, "It was so good working with you again, today. Jeremiah, really. Continue being reinstated full term."

  Jeremiah shook his head and grabbed his neck, "I couldn't do that to the kids, most of all Everette.

  Everette smiled from his corner. "I honestly would miss him too much. We're fine not fighting a winning war. We know everyone else can, now. We're very tired of fighting, too."

  "If you -- both -- ever want to come back and fight, you're more than welcome to. Please, even."

  The two of them nodded and they soon left the kitchen.

  Outside of the doorway she clutched his head and put her mouth to his, the soft texture of her tongue gripped his lips and massaged them. She put her tongue into his mouth further, feeling behind and under his tongue. He licked at her lips and felt her body. The sharp curves of her hips and the thickness of her thighs. In the doorway, still, he lifted her robes up to grab her dark thighs, running his hand up until it was around the bare skin of her butt.

  He shook with desire for her and held her arms as he put his tongue in her mouth with just as much force as she had put hers. His hand slid up and down her leg as he contemplated where to take her. Years later and her body was just as miraculous to him. It was like a place that restored him and gave him new energy it was like a temple that he wished he could visit every day for the rest of his life. Getting to have sex with her made him feel like he was visiting that beautiful temple every single day.

  He pulled her robes back down and she ground her hip into his leg. He could tell how much she wanted it.

  "You were a lion all day, weren't you?"

  "Yeah, all day while I was trying to save you," Jeremiah said.

  She corrected as she breathed into his collarbones, "Trying to save the galaxies, more like."

  "Follow me to our barracks," he whispered.

  She whispered back, "I'll follow you anywhere." They ran together and locked their door. He laid her down on the hard bed, but before he could do anything she was whispering again.

  "I want you to be a lion," she said.

  "A lion? You want me to turn into one for you, while we have sex?"

  Everette smiled at Jeremiah.

  Jeremiah looked at her and asked again, "A werelion? While we have sex?"

  She nodded again, teasing him by putting her legs up in the air, taunting him with what he wanted. He transformed, but left his face and groin like a human's. She looked up at him in ecstasy. Her eyes shone like comets through the sky and she looked around him excitedly, trying to take it all in.

  He was more powerful, capable of thrusting into her canal, pushing apart the walls and growing inside of her. He had retained a human penis, but as he thrust into her more and more he became less and less sure that he was fully human. The thrill of having her ask him to transform had turned, perhaps, even his dick into that of a lion's.

  She said with an enthusiasm he hadn't heard in a while, "Even your face-- oh!"

  He realized she meant him and he asked, "My face? What about it."

  Everette was panting and trying not to scream out while she said, "You have the head of a lion!"

  He pushed into her hard and stayed there a beat, then came all of the way out of her and slowly slid it all the way back in. He did that, looking at the newly engorged dick he had. It was like one he had never seen before. It was huge and coming out of his lion self, but it was fleshy and pink like his own.

  He rubbed the head against her clit, then pushed it all of the way in, feeling the joy in getting inches deeper than he had been in before.

  He finished and slowly shifted his body on her to lie next to her.

  "Do you think I should re-enlist for a tour?" He asked.

  "I think you should do whatever feels right," she said as she stroked the curling blonde hairs on the back of his head. She bent down to kiss him more and more. "But I would miss you!"

  "I would definitely miss you," he told her.

  "Let's think about it?" she asked.

  He nodded, "Yes."

  THE END.

  Mated by two Alphas

  – Riley Moreno

  Beatrice King looked in the mirror in her house; she loved the fact that her skin was so clear. It had to do with the fact that she worked at the Whitebridge Renaissance Fair, she was sure of it. Her milky chocolate complexion would be perfect, if only her weight were a bit more manageable. Sure she knew men loved them big, but she would like to cut down her weight by around 50 pounds or so. Not that she was grotesque by any means, no in fact her dress was always filled out quite nicely, and in fact she often got compliments from the men who came to the fair. No matter what she knew that her low cut dresses and the fact that her 44D breasts were almost perfectly placed, well it got her all the attention she really required, but why did she still feel so lost and alone?

  Perhaps it was because her eye was always wondering to not the visitors, but her co-workers, two of them especially. She smiled at the thought of them both, they were simply delicious in so many ways, she couldn’t even fully describe the desire she felt for them. But alas, she had never approached them with anything more than a friendship. It wasn’t because she felt they weren’t hot, because they were; but more about her and her size when it was compared to these two men.

  Finn Macmillan was the first man; he was tall, pale, and beautiful. Beatrice shook her head that really didn’t give him enough credit. Finn was a man who you noticed immediately when you saw him. It had been three years ago when she had first met him, and his size had been noticeable, he towered over everyone else. He must have stood 6’ 8” tall, and that was huge, compared to Beatrice’s small 5’ 5” frame especially. But even when other people were around, Finn was simply a tower among the crowd. His looks, yummy,
that’s what crossed her mind. His hair was dark brown, almost black, and against his pale white skin, it made him look majestic. He wore it longer, which Beatrice didn’t normally like, but on Finn it seemed to work quite well, perhaps because of his height? He had the greenest emerald eyes she had ever seen on a man before too, they just fit perfectly with his look. Beatrice licked her lips in appreciation of Finn and the way his imagine formed so perfectly in her mind.

  Finn wasn’t the only guy though she would love to get to know more intimately. He had a good friend Sebastian Kol; he was an opposite to Finn, but just as hot in his own way. He stood around 6’ 3” tall, fairly tall really, but even when he stood next to Finn he seemed short. He was a nice dark brown, with short curly hair, and a well-manicured beard. He looked distinguished and so tasteful to Beatrice.

  She thought of the three years she had known the, heck, even laughed with them. But Beatrice would love to have so much with these two, or just one of them, but both would be better. She was a big woman, and she needed a lot of love. As she got to know them she had found out a lot about them, but they were also very secretive.

  She fixed her hair one last time and went out to the fair. It was almost opening time and she wanted to make her rounds and say hi to everyone. She loved the people she worked with; this was truly a life for her. She got to dress up in the sexiest dresses she had ever seen, and yes even with her body they looked fabulous.

  Beatrice walked around the grounds, taking a few minutes to see how all her friends were doing. They were a fairly close knit community, at least the people who worked each and every season. There were some new comers who would only last a season; they were the ones who found out this fair wasn’t simply about playing dress up. There was so much more to the Whitebridge Renaissance Fair.

  She walked past the location where Finn and Sebastian usually worked, and saw Finn bending over. What a sight that was to her just awake eyes. He had a fabulous backside. She wasn’t sure what Finn did to stay in shape, but she would sure love to be a part of his exercise regimen!