Damon's eyes blaze with unholy delight as he watches Hazel struggle to take his massive cock, her face contorted in a mix of pain and pleasure. He can feel her throat constricting around him, the pressure exquisite, and he knows he's pushing her to her limits.Fuck, yes, he snarls, his grip on her hair tightening almost painfully, that's it, take it all. Swallow my cock like the obedient little cumslut you are.He rocks his hips, fucking her face with shallow thrusts, relishing the feeling of her saliva coating his shaft, her nose pressed to his groin. The sounds of her gagging, choking, and slurping only spur him on, stoking the fires of his lust.Damon's roar of pleasure echoes through the chamber as Hazel's hands find his sac, massaging and caressing his most sensitive flesh. The added stimulation pushes him closer to the edge, his cock pulsing and throbbing in her mouth.Enough, he growls, yanking her off his dick with a wet pop. On your knees, bitch. Time to fill that greedy cunt with my seed.He grabs her arms and forces her onto her knees, spreading her legs wide apart. With one hand, he unfastens his belt and frees his cock, stroking it impatiently as he positions himself at her entrance.Open wide, he snarls, pressing the head of his cock against her slick folds. Take it all, like a good little whore. Let me mark you as mine.Forced into a marriage with a mysterious, dangerous man known as "the Devil," a young woman must survive his dark world while uncovering secrets that blur the line between hatred and unexpected desire. WARNING:⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS A LOT OF MATURE CONTENTS
View MoreThe following morning, Hazel rose early, determined to face whatever her father and Damon threw at her. She was no pawn, and if she was to be part of this arrangement, she would make sure Damon knew she wasn’t someone who could be easily manipulated.She slipped into the courtyard, hoping the fresh air would clear her thoughts, only to find herself face-to-face with none other than Damon himself. He was leaning against a marble column, arms crossed and eyes trained on her as if he’d been waiting."Good morning, Princess Hazel," he greeted, his tone smooth and unreadable.Hazel felt a familiar rush of frustration and heat creeping into her cheeks. "Lord Damon," she replied evenly, resisting the urge to scowl. "It seems our paths cross far too frequently for my liking."Damon chuckled, his gaze unwavering. "Oh? I thought proximity might help us better understand one another.""Or give you more chances to test me," she shot back, her arms crossing as she held his gaze. "But you’ll find I
The next morning, Hazel awoke to the muted gray light filtering through her window, but her mind was still clouded with thoughts of Damon. His intense gaze, that smirk as if he already knew her every thought—it all lingered like a whisper she couldn’t ignore.Determined to regain some control, she rose, slipping into her day’s attire with an unspoken resolve. Today, she would take matters into her own hands. If this was to be her future, she’d confront it on her terms.She found Evelyn in the courtyard, her friend lounging with a look that said she knew more than she let on. Evelyn’s grin widened as Hazel approached, her eyes gleaming with mischief."So, has our dark prince haunted your dreams already?" Evelyn teased, watching as Hazel rolled her eyes but couldn’t quite stifle a small, embarrassed smile."Don’t flatter him," Hazel muttered, trying to appear nonchalant. "He may be powerful, but he’s not the only one with a plan. If my father wants me to marry him, then Damon will find
The castle was quiet that night, its towering halls filled only with the flickering light of torches. Damon prowled the corridors with a restless energy, his mind churning with thoughts of the kingdom he had promised to protect and the princess who had unwittingly captured his interest. His dark eyes narrowed as he made his way toward the inner courtyard, where he often found solace.Hazel was already there, unaware of his presence as she paced back and forth. She wore a thin cloak over her dress, her arms crossed as if she could shield herself from her own turbulent thoughts. Damon watched her for a moment, taking in the way her hair spilled over her shoulders, catching the faint glow of moonlight. She seemed lost in thought, her face set in a look of determination and vulnerability all at once."Can't sleep, Princess?" Damon’s voice echoed softly as he stepped closer.Hazel jumped, startled out of her reverie. She placed a hand over her heart, her eyes widening as she turned to face
The next morning, Hazel’s mind was still grappling with the reality of her arranged marriage. She hadn’t seen Damon since their brief, intense meeting in her chambers, but his presence in the castle was impossible to ignore. Even among the knights and lords of her own kingdom, Damon stood out with an aura that demanded submission, a reminder that he was no mere mortal but a demon from a distant, shadowed realm.Her thoughts churned as she paced her chambers, until a knock at the door pulled her from her musings. Evelyn slipped in, looking both amused and wary."So," Evelyn began, folding her arms with a smirk, "how does it feel to be the future queen to a demon king?"Hazel sighed, not able to muster much humor. "I still can’t believe it. My father may think he’s made the best choice for the kingdom, but what about me, Evelyn? Damon isn’t even human."Evelyn raised an eyebrow, shrugging lightly. "Maybe that’s why he intrigues you, just a little. Isn’t that true?"Hazel opened her mout
The room was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of firelight casting shadows along the stone walls. King Eldrick stood before Damon, his mouth set in a thin line as he accepted the reality of what he was about to agree to. Eldrick’s voice was steady, but there was no hiding the tension in his eyes.“If you promise to protect my kingdom, then I’ll give you my daughter’s hand in marriage,” he declared, though the words tasted bitter on his tongue.Damon’s expression was unreadable, his cold, calculating gaze fixed on Eldrick. After a tense moment, a slow smirk curled at the corners of Damon’s mouth. “I accept,” he replied smoothly. His tone was measured, almost amused, as though he already knew how the entire deal would unfold. “But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.”---Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. He
King Eldrick’s footsteps echoed through the grand hall as he entered Damon’s kingdom. The cold stone walls seemed to absorb every sound, but Eldrick’s purpose was clear—he was here to seek protection. Damon, the ruler of a powerful kingdom, was known for his ruthlessness, but also his strength. If anyone could protect Hazel's kingdom from the growing threats, it was Damon. Seated at a large, dark wood table in a grand room filled with treasures from across the lands, Damon awaited the king's arrival. His eyes, cold and calculating, never wavered as Eldrick entered the room and bowed respectfully, though Damon didn’t bother returning the gesture. The conversation that followed was measured, the air thick with unspoken intentions. "I need protection for my kingdom, Damon," King Eldrick said, his voice steady, though a hint of desperation lingered. "The threats are growing, and my people are on the brink of chaos. In exchange, I offer you whatever you desire." Damon leaned back in hi
BEFORE THE MARRIAGE📍📍Hazel swept through the palace corridors, trying to shake off the morning's events. She had, once again, turned down a suitor her father had handpicked. It was the third prince that month. Though they all came from noble lineages, each proposal made Hazel feel more like a pawn than a princess. Her father, King Eldric, was determined to see her married off, but Hazel wanted more than an arranged match—she wanted a love that was true and genuine.It wasn’t that she didn’t understand her father’s concerns. Their kingdom was surrounded by powerful rivals, and alliances through marriage had long been a tactic for securing peace. But Hazel believed there had to be another way. She yearned for freedom, for the chance to make her own choices, and to live a life beyond the palace walls. Yet, every attempt to voice these desires was met with her father’s stern, unyielding gaze.As she entered the gardens, Hazel tried to calm herself, inhaling the fragrance of blooming ro
SMUT ENDS HERE!! GET READY FOR THE MAIN STORY Hazel's initial shock gives way to a maelstrom of conflicting emotions as Damon's words wash over her. Part of her recoils at the notion of being claimed, owned, by this monstrous creature. Yet another part, buried deep within, responds to the intensity of his desire, the possessiveness in his touch.As Damon's gentle thrusts continue, Hazel finds herself lost in the sensation, her body moving in tandem with his. The pain of his initial invasion has given way to a dull ache, a constant reminder of her submission. But it's overshadowed by the pulsing heat building within her, the coil of need winding tighter with each deliberate stroke.Hazel's breath comes in shallow gasps, her nipples hardening into peaks against Damon's chest. When his fingers brush over her hipbones, she shivers, a whimper escaping her lips.Damon's eyes darken with lust as he witnesses Hazel's transformation, her initial resistance melting away like ice in the infer
MATURE CONTENTS AHEAD ⚠️Hazel pants heavily, her body trembling with anticipation as Damon positions himself at her entrance. She can feel the heat of his cock, the promise of the brutal fucking to come."Oh please, Master," she begs, her voice desperate and pleading. "I need it so badly. I need to feel you inside me, stretching me wide, claiming me as your own."She rocks her hips back against him, seeking friction, craving the penetration that will bring her both agony and ecstasy."I'm nothing without you," Hazel continues, her words tumbling out in a rush. "Just a pathetic, worthless whore. But with your cock filling me, I'm somebody. I'm your loyal slave, your willing victim, ready to endure anything for your pleasure."Damon's eyes flash with sadistic glee at Hazel's debased pleas, her willingness to debase herself further for his enjoyment. With a savage thrust, he impales her on his monstrous cock, splitting her open and burying himself to the hilt."Fucking take it, bitch,"
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