This story is intended for adults only. It involves sex between males of different species.
Demon's Mate 2
For a long time it was like I didn't even exist, or had passed into the deepest sleep. I came around once to murmured voices but I couldn't open my eyes. They felt weighted, like the very anvil of the forge was holding them closed.
"Will he survive?" I knew the voice of my demon.
"He will, my Lord. Have no fear. Look, the change is already upon him. See how dark his skin is? His body will adjust at its own rate." The words didn't make sense and I fell back into the roiling darkness behind my eyes.
The next time I awoke it felt like coming out of a fever. A warm weight was pressed to my back, it was soft and snoring. I opened my eyes and turned my head to see that it was the hound sleeping beside me, his long back against mine. His legs twitched before him as though he were dreaming.
I eased from the bed as quietly as possible. The hound did not stir and I took in the room around me. It was ornately decorated, a large room dominated by the big bed along one wall and a massive fireplace set into the stone wall on the other. A large window let in the light, dazzling off every surface. Beside the window was a large door, though it was covered in what appeared to be a heavy curtain. On the opposite wall was a heavy wood door, the frame very tall.
I stood frozen, wondering where I was and what had happened. Glancing down I saw that I was naked. And not just naked but dark, darker than the end of the summer after helping in the fields all day. I held my arms out and marveled over the coloring, noticing how the golden hairs on my arms stood out even more for it. In the corner by a chest of drawers I saw a mirror.
Approaching the heavy wood framed surface with caution I saw myself. Darker, certainly, but still me. Tiny differences stood out. My gold hair was the same but I seemed taller, more heavily muscled. My cock and balls hung much heavier between my thighs. As I studied myself a tail flicked out behind me. Turning and looking over my shoulder I realized that it was my tail. When I saw it I realized that it had been there since I awoke, like my arm or leg it was a natural part of me. I switched it back and forth.
The tip of the tail moved and the same golden hairs as the rest of my body curled from the tip. It's not as long as my demon's tail, I thought. And with that thought the encounter with the demon came back to me in startling detail. The image of my blood pooling between my feet flashed through my mind and with it a recollection of the pain. I looked at my ass, even bent over and looked into the mirror between my legs, but could find no obvious damage. More importantly I felt no residual pain.
A soft growl of, perhaps, appreciation had me looking to the bed. The hound was awake, watching me. Seconds later the door opened and the demon entered. I backed away from both of them only to be met by a huff from the steed as he entered through the curtained doorway.
"Be calm, my mate. All is well. Ballon told us you had awoken," he said with a nod at the hound.
"What's happened to me? I thought you had killed me?" I backed further into the one corner left to me. A look of anguish passed over the demon's face and he came to me in quick strides.
"I'm sorry that it had to be that way, Gram. I can only tell you that I wish there had been some other way for me to claim you. Now you are strong and even more beautiful. Now you are as the mate I have long dreamed of." He laid a gentle hand upon my shoulder and I realized that he was now not so much taller than I.
With his touch there was no more fear. I stepped into him and wound my arms around him, pressing my face into his neck. His scent there was calming and vaguely arousing. "You will not hurt me," I murmured the truth of my heart.
"Never," he replied. Taking me fully into his arms he held me until my beating heart calmed. His broad hands moved over my back in soothing circles. Slowly he skimmed up my sides, then down to my ass and what had been gentle set my skin afire.
"What is your name?" I asked urgently. A fierce ache had begun inside me.
"I did not tell you my name?" he asked with a chuckle. Pulling back to meet my eyes he told me, "Arath, Gram. Your mate's name is Arath. And that is Ballon," he nodded to the hound. "And that is Buson," he indicated the steed.
"Arath, something's wrong. I-I feel... I don't know what I feel. Please help me."
"It's the mating urge, Gram. Now that you are part demon you must be claimed again."
"What? But..." In my very bones I knew that he was right. "But I'm scared, it hurt so much."
"You have no need to fear. You are part demon now. The claiming and my seed have made you strong. You have changed and your body as it is now is meant to be taken. You are meant for rough use, little mate." His face moved closer and I reached for his lips with mine.
His kiss was different from any I had known before. With his lips and tongue he laid claim to my mouth and took everything I had to give. The taste on his tongue as he thrust it into me was spicy and sweet, like honey with a bite of citrus. I moaned and submitted fully.
When he pulled back with one last sweep of his masterful tongue I looked into his dark eyes. Something had changed there, as well. I could see, or sense, his emotions there. He desired me. "Please, Arath? I need something. I feel like my skin will burst...," I couldn't put words to my need.
"Never fear, little mate, I know what you need. Your cunt is hungry and we shall take care of that in moments." With a throb in my ass, I knew that he was telling the absolute truth. Like my new tail it had become another part of me; a throbbing, itching cunt existed where he'd claimed me.
With this new knowledge I dragged him to the bed in desperation. "Yes, Arath, you're right. Fuck me," I demanded. I was horribly gratified to see his monstrous cock dropping and hardening. Then I remembered the pain it had caused me. Arath noted my conflicted emotions
"Yes, little mate, we will fuck," he told me with a chuckle. "First, however, you must want me to fuck you." He lifted me easily, despite my larger size, and carried me to the bedside in his arms. Depositing me onto the mattress he gave me another fierce kiss.
"I do want you," I said in a daze when he released me.
"This is hard for you, Gram. I have spoken to some of the elders and I understand how difficult it must be for one whom was not demon born." He smoothed his big hand down my body and grasped my hard cock, making me moan. I had not noticed the stiffness and watched his hand wrap around my larger cock. It curved up from my groin in a pronounced arc that reached well past my navel.
"I feel your arousal here," he told me with a long stroke of my cock. "Close your eyes, little mate." I did as he bid me and felt his fingers smooth down, halting to measure my balls. "Spread your legs," and again I did as he told me. His fingers continued down and rubbed over the entrance to my body.
"You must feel the arousal here. Forget for a moment your cock, little mate, and concentrate on the touch of my fingers." His fingers circled smoothly around the knotted muscle. My mind drifted and I thought of how Glin had sometimes put a finger inside me while sucking my cock. I remembered how good it had felt when he stimulated a certain area with his finger. With my memories came a new sense of my body and as his fingers brushed directly over the small bud of my hole I felt a deep throb just behind my ring, unlike anything I had ever felt.
The ring of muscles relaxed against his stroking fingers and I was horrified to feel a spurt of liquid pass through. My eyes opened in shock as I said, "I'm sorry..." A flush crept into my cheeks that I could feel though I wasn't sure it would show under the coloring of my new skin.
"No, do not worry. It's natural. Your cunt is secreting juices to ease my entry. Do you not smell it? It smells...," he took in a great breath through his nose, nostrils flaring. "It smells like sex." I followed his example and sampled the air. It was not a scent I knew but was somehow familiar and exciting. Arath raised his hand to show me the glistening wetness on his fingertips before bringing them to his mouth and licking them with a groan of need. His demonstration caused another deep throb and I felt more of the slickness coat the crease in my ass.
"Your cunt juice, Gram... it's," his voice came out chipped and hoarse with desire. He reached again for my hole and plunged a finger inside me. "It's making me mad with desire," he told me as I cried out in pleasure. Ballon seemed to growl in agreement from his post at the foot of the bed.
With swift grace Arath climbed onto the bed and settled himself on his knees between my legs. His hooves brushed against the insides of my lower legs, hard and sharp. With sure hands he took each of my knees and pushed my legs back and apart. His demon cock hovered between my spread thighs, mesmerizing me, as my hips rolled up. "You are ready for me, now, my lovely mate." It wasn't a question but I nodded eagerly. The large head of his cock was wet and swollen, the slit at the end gaping open like a small mouth. The great length rose up from a small patch of dark hair, it grew up onto a good portion of the shaft, making his cock look primitive and bestial.
"Guide me to your cunt, Gram." His voice quaked and his powerful chest expanded with deep, harsh breaths. I reached back and gripped the heat of him as he drew his hips back and spread my legs wider. Pulling it down I slotted the tip against my now ravenous cunt. Another throb and spurt of lubricant, right onto his ready weapon.
Slowly he pressed forward and I felt the broad head piercing me, parting and invading. I felt the ring of muscle stretching and stretching still more. I gripped his forearms in my hands as he applied yet more pressure and finally entered my ass. There was pain, but with an exquisite edge of pleasure. I may have screamed, my head tossing with the indescribable sensation of taking him into my body.
Arath leaned forward and his hands on the back of my thighs took his weight, forcing my legs further apart and back until my knees touched the bed beneath my arms and my feet rested against his broad shoulders. With a long, steady cry rising in my throat he fed his entire length into my ass, deep into my guts.
Amazed I looked from the point where his hips rested against my upturned ass into his eyes. The lust I could see there was plain with feral intensity. I was filled with him and experimentally squeezed around his cock. All along the length of him my channel pulsed with pleasure. I stared up into his eyes, unable to comprehend the melting desire spreading through me.
"You like your mate's cock inside you?" I couldn't answer, couldn't think how to let him know. In complete surrender I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck and pulled him down so I could taste his lips. He gave me his kiss and withdrew a small bit from my ass before plunging back in. The move stole what little breath I had left.
"More," I managed to whisper against his open lips, around his questing tongue. He let his body fall onto mine, bent completely in half beneath him. He flexed his mighty cock inside me once then began fucking me. Our foreheads met, his horns bracketing the contact.
It started with small thrusts that worked his cock slowly through me. The rim of the crown moved deep, deep inside me. Every hair, bump, ripple and ridge of his cock became imprinted on the tender folds of my new cunt. It was more pleasure than I'd ever known and my first orgasm pushed the seed from my cock between our bodies.
"Arath... my mate... my demon," I cried out with each lunge. Longer strokes, fiercer thrusts and a faster rhythm kept me at the edge. Kept me begging, "Please, please... fuck me! By all the Gods... fuck me!" A litany of grunts and moans fell from his lips in counterpoint to my desperate pleas.
Sweating, his musk grew stronger in my nose as time ceased to exist. All I knew was the feel of his potent staff moving within me, pushing me over the edge for a second time. I dug my fingers into the flexing muscles of his back as my body opened and expanded more for him.
With a bellow his pace faltered and he stabbed to the very depths as the heat of his seed flooded my new cunt. The fire of it pouring into me sent me into another world as his hips stuttered and jittered against me. Arath found my lips and took me in another conquering kiss as he spent himself inside me.
Only when he was completely spent did he release me to breathe. Pushing up onto his knees he gave a mighty shout of triumph that was echoed by the beasts. He looked down at me with a loving smile and ran a hand through the puddles of my cum that covered my torso. He brought his fingers to my lips and fed my own seed to me. I lapped it off his fingers as he laughed, the most pure and happy sound I'd heard from him.
"Better than the last, little mate?" he asked with a smirk.
"Better? There... there aren't words...," I trailed off with a lazy smile of my own.
"Amazing." His eyes took on a serious, amazed look. "You are amazing. I've waited many years to find you, Gram. You are everything I could have ever imagined in my mate." His words touched me deeply but something was wrong with me.
"And you are more than I could have dreamed, Arath, but...," I wasn't sure how to continue. I looked up into his loving, dark eyes as a new heat gripped me. His cock was softening and slowly slipping from within me. "Fuck me again, my mate. The need is still there. I need more."
"Of course we're not done. Settle yourself, little one, our mating is far from over." He pulled back and his cock snaked from my insides, leaving me feeling bereft and hollow.
"No, not yet. Please?"
"The claiming is not complete but we will see it done. Ballon?" he turned to the hound.
"Ballon?" I echoed with confusion.
"Ballon and Buson are part of me. Our souls are wedded as one, it is what makes the Urkhu such mighty warriors. You need to be claimed by all parts of me, Gram."
"What?" I cried out in utter shock.