Unnatural

He lay down on his back while her body straddled his. Her bottom half exposed. His hands were on her buttocks. She felt him hard underneath her. She wiggled and he groaned in discomfort.

"Did I hurt you?" She asked.

"No. You've made me very happy. Now, free me." He told her, referring to the bulge in his pants.

She leaned back and did as he asked, unbuckling and loosening the straps of his trouser stays. While she worked he freed her breasts from the satin chemise she wore. The moon light outlined her beauty. He wanted her.

"Put me inside of you now." He instructed.

She had never been on top of a man and now this being wanted her to have queer relations with him. She froze.

"T-This is unnatural." She protested quietly.

He laughed loudly for a while. It echoed through the cave, stirring its other occupants and annoying Beatrice.

"Shhh!" She told him, looking down at him.

"Unnatural... How do you know this to be true, Princess?" He asked, his curiosity piqued at what she would say and do next.

"My-my nurse maid told me about the time between men and women and she did not mention the woman being on top. Tis unnatural."

"Ah, so a good Chaste girl just lays on her back and lets her mate have his fun while she lies there like a dead fish."

She thought his words drew a colorful visual. He put his hands on both her hips and positioned her opening over his shaft. He slowly made her sit on it and the pain/pleasure she felt engulfed her.

She cried out, "Ah!....too big."

"Just. Keep Going." He said through clenched teeth.

His voice was strained. She did as she was told. She sat further on his big shaft. She felt like she was being impaled. It was all the way inside of her now. She looked down at him.

He sat up and kissed her with raw passion and desire. She could feel it. It seemed to make him grow harder. He moved her hips, and the pain was replaced with an intense pleasure. The sensation almost too much to bear. She had no choice.

She had to admit his movements were driving her crazy. She moaned and he kissed her lips. She had completely given in. Now she felt him squeeze her buttocks as he continued moving inside of her. She held on to his broad, muscular shoulders as he broke down her walls and she orgasmed for him over and over again. The pleasure exquisite.

She didn't know how long they had made love. She had lost track of time. She had conflicting emotions. The demon had shown her such tenderness tonight. They lay on the stone floor together.

Her silk robe was their cover. His arm was wrapped possessively around her waist, and her head rested on his chest. She knew she should have been cold but his body ran hot and she liked it. She felt as if she were coming out of a dream. Thier love making was more than an act, or the sealing of a deal.

There was something else. She just couldn't put her finger on it yet. She was exhausted and felt her eyes growing heavy. She told herself that she would rest for a little while and then get up and go back inside of her castle. That didn't happen.

B watched the sleeping beauty in his arms on the stone floor. He wished he could take her with him, but knew he couldn't, not yet anyway. He picked her up. A blue flame surrounded them, and they were teleported into her bedchambers. It was an hour before dawn.

Her room was dark and quiet. He gently put her in her bed, making sure to tuck her in as if she were a small child. She didn't wake up. He looked down at her. He had asked her to marry him and she had thought he had been insane.

Why would a beautiful mortal like her want to marry the great and terrible demon of hearts? She wouldn't. Not when she could have a life free of demons. He knew then he would do anything and everything in his power to keep her. She had a power on her side now. One that could help her move heaven and hell.