Chapter 3

Mortas plan to get Grace alone 

After fucking my maid Mary I head to the training room to find Dane. He smiled when I approached him.

"I need you to take your brother to hell for a while," I state and he looked at me strangely. 

"I need to get Grace alone and can't because of your brother, he's already had her once that I know of," I growl irritatedly.

 Dane nodded his head and said he will take him. I nod my thanks and go to spy on the pair. I smelled food and entered my kitchen. I see Samson eating strawberries off Grace's stomach and growled low. Both their eyes widened and Grace sat up causing the remaining berries to fall to the floor. She started to fucking giggle and I swear I thought I'd cum in my pants. My tail swishes around me and she watches it in fascination. I walked up to the pair to see what was in the pan and felt fingers stroking the end of my tail. I inhaled deeply and turned to see the little minx holding it in her hands. She stroked it again and I moaned loudly. She eyed me strangely and petted it again. I lost it and gripped the counter top. 

"Please Grace, stop, it's my most sensitive part," I moaned softly and eyed her heatedly. She smiled happily and patted it before releasing it to my side. 

"That's a good thing to know," she winks and takes a bite of a strawberry. I leaned back against the wall as Dane walked in and told Samson that they had to head home for a while. Samson kissed Grace's head and left with his brother. Grace frowned and sat down on the stool. I walked over to her and sat in the stool next to her. My tail moved up her leg and rested on her thigh. I looked the other way so as not to raise suspicion. I grinned slightly when her hand lifted it once again. 

"Is it truly that sensitive," she asked curiously and watched me closely as she circled her finger across it. I shivered and gritted my teeth. Her eyes widened and remained on mine as she brought the tip to her mouth and licked it. My mouth drops to an O. 

"You're so weird," she mumbled irritatedly and walked away. I have a raging boner and no one here to sate it with. I slammed my fists on the counter and it crumbled to pieces. I'm going to shred the bitch. I storm through my castle to find the woman who is driving me crazy. I ripped my eye patch off and sniffed the air. I followed her scent up the stairs and down the hall. I raised my brow and opened my bedroom door. Grace is laying on my bed waiting for me. This can't be right. I walk over to her and see she is sleeping. What in the fuck. I crawl up behind her and remove my pants. My huge cock stands curved upward and hard. I scooted closer and ran it between her ass cheeks. She made a soft sigh and rolled over. She's wide awake and looking at me. Her fingers grabbed a hold of my cock and she kept watching me intently as her hand stroked my length.

"I don't think you'd fit in me, I think you'd hurt me on purpose, please don't," she says softly. I shook my head at her.

"I promise you I won't do that," I state as my cock jumped excitedly in her grip. She sighed irritatedly and nodded. I watched her pull off the sweatpants. I pulled her to me and softly kissed her lips. I wasn't going to hurt her I was going to give her the best sex of her life. She kissed me back and I nibbled down her neck. My cock throbbed for insertion but I held back. I rubbed at her opening, inserting my fingers into her damp core. She nipped at my lips and I grinned. Knowing that she was scared I'd hurt her spurred me to take it slow and steady. I lined myself at her entrance and pushed in slowly. Her eyes widened and she laughed. 

"Put it all in quickly," she sighed and I rammed it home

 I felt her tight walls fluttering across my sensitive flesh and started thrusting in and out of her tightness. Grace started moaning loudly and I felt large and in charge. When her mewling started I slowly pushed in drawing her to her climbing orgasm. Once her walls tightened I opened my eyes wide and looked at her. I'd never felt anything quite like it and when she trembled with her release I spilled my seed into her and kissed her passionately.

"Fucking hell, I think I love you Grace," I state confused by the words I had just spoken. She giggled and patted my cheek.

"You've been blessed by Grace, now prove it and become a good king that your mother will be proud of," she yawned and snuggled against me and promptly fell asleep. I blinked my eyes several times and felt lighter than I ever had. I pulled out my sated cock, laid down next to the strange woman and wrapped my arms around her. She rested her head on my chest and I ran my fingers through her hair wondering what in the hell had just happened.

Samson & Dane meeting with Mortas's father 

The large demon was fucking pissed off at the both of us. Me for bonding with Grace and fucking her and Dane for letting Mortas fuck him.

"You both fucked up and will be punished by staying here and watching my son fall in love, it's his mother's wish and I love the bitch and will allow my son this simple pleasure," he growled menacingly at both of us. I frowned at the fucker. I really liked Grace and Mortas's father was a huge cock block. My brother and I both reluctantly nodded our now horned heads and sat back in the recliners to watch the show happening in the castle.

Grace confusion galore 

I wake up laying on Mortas. I gritted my teeth and realized I'm naked and feel like I got fucked really well. I looked over at Mortas and he was smiling, I shuddered uncomfortably at the sight, it was truly frightening. His eyes opened and he looked at me with a twinkle in both of his eyes.

"Good morning sweetheart," he coos and I growl low.

"What did you do, did you drug me," I snapped, scrambling away from him, falling back off his bed and landing on the hard floor. His face peered over the mattress and his normal scowl was back.

"What are you going on about Grace, you were in my bed last night and you seduced me," he says irritatedly. I shook my head and rubbed my eyes, this had to be a fucking nightmare. I heard the mattress wiggling and scrambled to my feet and ran into his closet. I grabbed one of his long shirts and slipped it over myself. I turned and Mortas was standing in the doorway watching me intently. He grinned slightly and moved in front of me. I inhaled deeply and looked up at him. He wrapped his arms around me and pressed me to his body, placing a soft kiss on my cheek. 

"We had a very intimate connection last night and I plan on proving myself to you Grace," he sighed into my hair.

"I still think I was drugged," I mumbled softly and he chuckled. I could feel his cock growing quickly and tried to back away but his arms tightened around me.

"Give me a moment, I'm going to try to get it to go away," he says in a breathy manner. I rolled my eyes and let him rest his dick on my abdomen.

"Well make it fast I gotta pee," I groan, my bladder full. I waited for a moment longer and was surprised by the shrinking member. I looked down and up at him in shock.

"Wow, you really did it, congratulations," I mumble and pat his smooth cheek before squeezing around him and running to his bathroom. I failed to see the look of complete horror that filled his eyes as I passed him. I finished my business and entered his room and noticed he was gone. I looked everywhere and he actually had left. I frowned and headed down stairs  looking into the throne room on the off chance he'd be there. I see him sitting on his throne dressed fully and rubbing his chin in thought. I raised my brow at his odd behavior and walked and sat on the steps before him. 

"Hey, what's wrong Mortas," I asked curiously, putting my hand on his knee. He looked down at me and shrugged. 

"Something happened and I don't understand exactly what it is," he mumbled sadly. I pursed my lips and nodded.

"I'd never willingly sleep with you, I'm certain I was drugged, what was the last thing I did or ate," I asked curiously. He grinned and lifted his tail.

"You licked my tip," he chuckled and I scrunched my face and shook my head in disgust, not believing that at all.

"Why would I do that? It drags all over the place, gross," I mumbled softly and he laughed. I watched him cross his arms and lean back and sigh deeply. He looked as confused as I felt. I continued to look at his face. He wasn't unattractive, even with his single horn and goat eye. He was handsome. I swallowed uncomfortably at my thoughts. I looked up at him and he's watching me. My heart started thumping in my chest and I turned away from his probing stare.

"I miss Samson, he is easy to talk with," I mumbled softly and stood. I was just about to leave when Mortas grabbed my hand and tugged. I gritted my teeth and turned my head to him.

"You can talk with me, I will listen," he grinned and I shuddered. 

"No, I think not," I growled and pulled my hand from his grasp. I hurried to Samson's room to see if he'd returned. I looked at the pair of empty beds and frowned. My stomach rumbled and I reluctantly headed to the kitchen. My eyes widened seeing the king at the stove frying bacon. He glanced at me and smiled.

"You want some," he asked curiously and I shook my head. I headed to the pantry and grabbed myself some oatmeal. I stand at the burner next to Mortas and boil my water. He looked at me and the pot.

"I don't eat the flesh of beasts," I mumbled softly and Mortas looked at his pan and quickly walked away with it to the outside. When he walked back inside the contents of the pan were missing. He bumped me away from the stove and took over.

"Have a seat I'll finish this for you," he states. I pursed my lips and sat on a stool and watched Mortas's tail casually swishing back and forth.

"When will your demons return," I asked curiously and Mortas turned to look at me.

"Possibly never, they are my father's and were only loaned to me," he tells me. I sighed sadly and watched him set a bowl of steaming oatmeal before me. He handed me a spoon and sat across from me with his bowl.