The Devil's Warrior Queen
Chapter 108: Dark Hunger

Chapter 108: Dark Hunger

Lost in the desirous taste of his lips, she subconsciously wrapped her arms around his strong shoulders, melting her frail body into the comfort of his hard one.

Leaving her breathless, he broke the kiss as he planted heart fluttering ones on her flushed cheeks, trailing lower to her neck.

Her dress was an off shouldered one, leaving her chest and neck bare, inviting to satiate the thirst of a creature as he.

His luscious red lips grazed her soft supple skin, the smoothness of her porcelain skin beneath his lips stirred a dark urge within him to devour her body.

His fingers trailed over her flawless skin, his touch a symphony of ice and fire elicited electricity in her body, it made her shudder in his embrace.

His fingers trailed lower to the swell of her breast, then unexpectedly his fingers got replaced by his lips, his hot tongue swiping over the cleavage elicited the burning intensity of desire in her as she felt a pool of hotness and wetness pooling between her legs.

A subtle moan rolled off her lips as his hot tongue collided with her skin, sating the air with the fading echo of the mellifluous sound provoked by his touch.

Lost in the haze of foreign sensations he evoked with his touch, she was unaware of the moment that transpired when he swept her off her feet, until she felt the softness of velvet sheets beneath her while she felt the hardness of lord Zamiel atop her, her legs trapped between his strong ones.

Abruptly, he slammed his lips on hers before she could process the situation. Her mind wrecked in between the burning kiss as she pondered on whether he was about to take her innocence there. The thought of it happening would have frightened her, but rather her cheeks flushed in anticipation mixed with a slight hint of fear.

He kissed her with the desirous intensity of hunger, a hunger that portrayed his lustful cravings for her and dark desires.

As his tongue parted her lips and invaded her warm mouth, her skin tingled with pleasure as she arched her back, a muffled moan escaping her lips between the kiss.

Her arms still locked around his neck as she dug her slender fingers into his inky dark locks adorning his scalp, the strands of his dark hair sliding through her fingers like a waterfall of silk.

His lips trailed to her neck, as his pleasure intensified, his hunger elevated, he wanted a taste of her body and feed on her sweet, pure blood.

His fangs elongated and soon, she felt the sharp tip of his fangs piercing into her skin between her shoulder blades and neck. His fangs slipped into her skin, digging into her veins and crimson flooded into his mouth to coat his tongue with the divine taste of her blood.

She whimpered as she felt his sharp fangs dig into her neck, but she didn’t oppose as she stayed still underneath him.

He retracted his fangs from her neck as soon as he got a taste, dreading the thought of sucking her dry.

He licked the blood trailing down her neck from the two tiny holes and her breath hitched when she felt his hot tongue swiping across her skin.

His tongue went lower to the swell of her breast as his hands roamed freely all over her body. His gaze locked with hers and his senses ensnared by the seductive tapestry that surrounded him.

His eyes once filled with the allure of her purity, now smoldered with a dark hunger that mirrored the depths of his desires. He could see her golden hair sprawled on the velvet sheets like liquid sunlight and the softness of her skin seemed to beckon his touch.

The scent of her delicate floral scent sating in the air teased his provoked demons, he could feel his elevating bulge beneath his pants.

His jaws clenched when he saw her eyes shut close, as if she was inviting him to do as he wished with her body, he was well aware of her compliance to give herself to him, but warning bells rang in his head, he was supposed to be rational, not ensnared into this girl’s tapestry of sweet innocence.

Still yet, his willpower crumbled before the human girl, the temptation to claim her as his was too irresistible, even for him as he succumbed to the call of the dark hunger residing within him.

Without warning, she felt his fingers undoing the tightened lace holding the front of her dress together. He pulled the lace with one hand while the other hand crawled underneath her skirt, stroking the expanse of her smooth thighs.

The strings came undone and the fabric covering her chest split open for her breasts to spill out open. She gulped nervously when she felt the dress no longer covering her chest, still yet, the anticipation of his touch overpowered her embarrassment.

As she closed her eyes shut, she felt his hand crawling underneath her skirt withdraw back, as he cupped both her full breasts in his powerful hands. He fondled her twin peaks firmly, caressing and massaging until a moan escaped her slightly parted painted lips.

Using his thumb, he stroked her hardened nipples, her breath came out in shaky gasps as her body quivered from the alien sensations he was inflicting on her.

While she relished in the moment, his hands suddenly retreated from her twin peaks and then, she heard the rough ruffling of clothes next. In curiosity, she opened her eyes, to see Zamiel stripping naked as he hovered above her.

Every curve and contour of his chest and abdomen was sculpted to perfection, the muscles beneath his obsidian grey skin rippled with an otherworldly strength that seemed beyond human comprehension.

A mesmerizing set of abs, chiseled like ancient stone, formed a powerful core, each defined ridge catching the dim light in the mesmerizing dance of shadows.

Dark, intricate tattoos, etched with an ominous precision, adorned his muscular arms, telling a sinister tale of forgotten rituals and ancient power. The tattoos seemed to writhe and pulse as if they possessed a malevolent sentience of their own.

His arms, thick with sinew and strength, extended into powerful shoulders and biceps, their sculpted lines emphasizing the raw, supernatural might contained within.

The inked designs on his arms seem to come alive as the demon moves, their sinister motifs shifting and twisting in a dance of dark magic.

As he hovered unclothed before her, his presence exuded an aura of dark allure, captivating and terrifying in equal measure. His flawless, muscular form, embellished with those eerie tattoos, served as a haunting reminder of the otherworldly realms from which he hailed, still it stirred her arousal even more.

She was too overwhelmed with nervousness, she could bring herself to drop her gaze lower, so she rather drank in the glorious sight of his upper body.

As he drew closer for their bodies to collide, the gentle sound of her breath quickened, a subtle symphony that stirred his desires. His face rested on her chest, between her twin peaks as he savored the taste of her body while sucking on her skin till it turned red.

He swallowed a nipple in his mouth, soaking it wet, while stroking the other with his hand as he fondled her breast firmly. Her fingertips brushed against his, sending a shiver down his spine and her sweet moans danced through the room like a melody that refused to be ignored.

His hand slipped underneath her skirt, feeling the softness of her skin beneath his fingers as he traveled upwards and soon, his hand felt the wetness of her juice running down her thighs.

She could barely process her pleasurable state when she felt his fingers stroking her wet folds, flicking over her sensitive bud. A shaky moan escaped her lips as his pace intensified and his fingers delved deeper to stroke her walls, leaving her in an inexplicable amount of pleasure.

As the flames of passion continued to consume him, his inner demons clawed at his restraint. His aura darkened and his nails elongated as he ached to taste her essence.

His once crimson eyes now burned with insatiable hunger and a guttural growl escaped his lips, a primal cry of longing.

In his fevered desire, he couldn’t contain himself any longer, her moans whisking into his ears only provoked his demons more and the temptation to devour her overwhelmed his senses, breaking every string of rationality he had left in him.

Taking off her dress concealing the rest of her body, he tossed the dress aside while getting ready to devour her, no less than the demon he was. Her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment and she meekly placed her arms in front of her to cover her chest.

His dick had gone rock hard and erect with veins running over it as blood rushed down to his groin area.

He salivated hungrily when his eyes narrowed to her naked body, with waist and hips like hers, he was sure to spend the entire night and day inside of her if he couldn’t help it.

Her ears reddened in nervousness as her heart pace elevated in anticipation and anxiousness. He positioned his body, ready to drive his fiery monster into her as he proceeded to part her legs open with skillful hands.

"Wait.." She said with a tiny voice like squeak, but he was lost in a haze of burning desires.

She pressed her thighs tightly together, although she felt the desire to have him, something felt wrong when his aura darkened and when she opened her eyes, he seemed different with an untamed type of hunger burning through his crimson eyes, unlike the rational lord Zamiel, he was rather bestial and out of control.

She placed her hands on his chest in other to push him off of her, but he didn’t budge. Panic settled heavily in her heart and her face was etched with alarm.

"L-Lord Zamiel." She called in a tiny quivering voice in fear as she tried to push him off her.

He suddenly gripped her wrist tightly, his sharp nails piercing into her delicate flesh. The scent of her blood filled the air and her shrill cry of pain cut through his lust induced haze, snapping him back to his rational senses.

Horror and guilt flooded his crimson gaze as he released his hold, the darkness receding as he looked upon her, the object of his affection now bearing the marks of his monstrous nature, her amber eyes glistening with unshed tears from the pain he inflicted on her.

With an undetected pace, he climbed off her and pulled the sheets to cover her nakedness. "Dress up and leave." He said firmly before leaving her sight in a beat, his cold stoic demeanour returning.