Marked Ones: Advent of the Demon Prince

Elves all along the paths to wherever Kalliope was dragging him stared blankly at the image of a finely dressed half-blooded human and a beastman woman flying by them. Some of the faces seemed to be giving off knowing smiles as they suddenly came to a stop in front of a luxurious inn.

Without any hesitation, Kalliope stormed inside with her hands around Lucius's wrist with a vice-like grip. She quickly requested a room from the terrified young woman at the front desk and snatched the key from her with enough speed to leave a gust of wind strong enough to flutter the elf's hair.

"Sound-dampening crystals come pre-installed…" The woman muttered as they vanished up the stairs.

Lucius could only barely catch her words because of the amount of focus he was putting into maintaining his sanity. Ever since he had been pulled out of the jeweler's shop, his heart rate had continued to increase and he felt his body temperature rose. Were it not for the fact that the sensation was strangely pleasant, he would have thought he had suddenly gotten sick or even poisoned.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The food they ate tasted fine, and he did not smell or taste anything in the food or drink that would indicate an aphrodisiac was used. Yet, that is almost what he felt like was happening. Kalivas made sure that he knew what it was like to be poisoned or drugged and forced Lucius to sample a large number of poisons and drugs to build up tolerance.

He was far from immune, but he was resistant enough to most things to have time to find a cure.

The room they rented was rather large, easily twice the size of his room at the Eroan embassy where he stayed with Rena. The bed had four posts and semi-transparent purple curtains around all four sides. Two massive, floor-to-ceiling windows framed the bed on either side, but seemed to be made of the same glass as the research facility at Stark Academy.

A loud click, along with dangerous-sounding breathing, echoed behind him. Lucius looked over his shoulder at Kalliope, whose face was almost as red as Rena's hair.

"So I was right…" She whispered while slowly approaching him. "I was worried it might not happen. I would be fine if it didn't, but it makes things easier for the future since it did."

"What are you talking about?" Lucius breathed.

He started to do breathing exercises to slightly calm his heart by breathing in through his nose and exhaling through his mouth. Despite what he thought, the action only made his symptoms worse. He also noticed a strange scent that was unfamiliar to him, though it was extremely pleasant. He felt his lower half beginning to stir as a result.

"Beastmen." Kalliope breathed, still approaching him with hungry eyes. "We are a little different from humans. When we have relations with a fellow beastman, sometimes our instincts well up. It affects us in a variety of ways, but the biggest one is it amplifies things such as desire and appetite."

She paused for a moment, seemingly trying to calm herself. With a deep breath, she pulled out a potion from her storage ring. It was a sickly-looking green, and Lucius could tell by a glance that it did not taste or smell pleasant.

"This is a counter-measure. It can stop this for us and we can resume the evening as normal. It also prevents… other things from happening because the chances are high when in this state." Kalliope shyly looked away, but her hand lightly brushed against her stomach.

Lucius swallowed a lump in his throat but stepped forward and put a hand around hers. His palm covered the top of the potion, and he gently wrapped his fingers around the neck of the flask. In one swift motion, he twisted his wrist, wrenching the bottle from her hand and throwing it across the room. Glass shattered against the wall and the liquid contained within sloughed onto the ground.

Without a word, Lucius brought his hands gently up Kalliope's back, tracing her spine and feeling his fingertips brush against every muscle. What she had said earlier was not a lie, every single nerve in her body seemed to be experiencing heightened sensations as she writhed under his simple touch.

Once his hand reached the back of her neck, he quickly unclasped the collar of the dress. The front fell forward, exposing her shapely chest. Each breast was perfectly shaped and perky. The smooth skin of her soft mounds was broken only by the sharp protrusions at their center.

Kalliope's breath grew heavier as she dove into him, knocking him down onto the bed. Her lips furiously attacked his own as she rushed to rip his vest open. Without caring for the buttons, she yanked open the front of his dress shirt. Her hands traced over the scars and muscles on his front as she continued to intertwine her tongue with his.

Lucius felt his pants slowly loosen after Kalliope's hands had found themselves lower. Unlike the care he put into keeping her dress in good condition, Kalliope had no qualms with destroying his. The belt flopped to the side, having been cleanly sliced in half by her claws. Kalliope lowered herself, pulling his pants along with her, freeing his sword.

Her eyes glistened hungrily as she slashed off what remained of her own dress, letting it fall to the ground.

"Lucius, I can't. No foreplay. Please. Later. Need, now."

Kalliope was in such a state that she could not form full sentences, her condition weakening her sense of reason. She climbed onto the bed beside him and stayed standing on hands and knees. Her tail twitched with excitement and expectation.

Lucius could smell her excitement even more strongly than before and saw a slight reflection of light off of trails of liquid running slowly down her legs. He immediately understood what she wanted as she lowered her front half onto the bed and started to shake her butt.

"Please," she moaned.

Any hesitation he may have experienced shattered like glass at that moment. Lucius quickly positioned himself behind her, tossing the remainder of his clothes to the side. Her entrance seemed to pulsate in excitement, waiting for him and enticing him to join her.

Lucius gently pressed his tip against her, making Kalliope whimper slightly. His hands gently rubbed her butt and moved up to her back. He gently wrapped one hand around the base of her tail and used it to pull himself in one quick motion as deep as he could.

The strength he used was not enough to cause pain but rather sent shocks of pure pleasure through Kalliope's entire body. She started to convulse lightly at the sensation of her lover pulling her tail and finally taking her as his own.

Lucius began to experience sensations and thoughts unlike any he had ever experienced before. Every part of his body wanted to turn Kalliope into his. He wanted to take her everything and mark her as his forever. Despite himself, he could feel his eyesight sharpen, and his teeth began to grow as they did before intense battle.

Kalliope moaned helplessly as he began to pull and push repeatedly, constantly trying to bury himself deeper and deeper inside her. Every thrust was accompanied by the slapping of flesh and cries of pleasure. Though some women would be embarrassed by the sounds of their insides squelching as they were penetrated, Kalliope only continued to shout louder.

"Lucius! More. Make me yours. Give me more!"

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His senses continued to drive him wild. Both his and Kalliope's energy pushed them deeper and deeper into pleasure. Lucius felt his claws begin to extend, and his grip began to draw a small amount of blood from her flesh. He tried to loosen his grip so as not to hurt her, but Kalliope quickly growled, "No!"

Though it was slightly awkward, she felt her feet slowly move to pointlessly attempt to pin him in place by his calves. Lucius released a low chuckle and felt another piece of his sanity snap.

By this point, Kalliope had raised her front to be back on her hands and knees. She assisted him by rocking her own body and hips back and forth. However, Lucius loosened the grip on her waist with one hand and slowly moved it up her back. She twitched slightly until his hand reached the base of her neck.

With every ounce of strength he could muster, he gripped the back of her neck and pushed her face back down into the bed. At the same time, he slightly lifted himself up to improve his angle of entrance and pressed deeper and harder into her.

Kalliope's muffled shouts reached his ears, giving Lucius a sense of accomplishment. Her body began to shudder more intensely as the periodic climaxes began to increase in intensity. Lucius felt his own pleasure begin to reach its height. With one final push, he released himself as deep inside her as he could muster.

Kalliope, too, seemed to reach yet another peak, and though she could not pick herself up because of being pinned to the bed, she released a powerful scream. Lucius could barely hear his name being called but heard the tearing of sheets as her clawed hands gripped the bed tightly.

To ensure that he gave her everything he had at the moment, Lucius lightly pulled in and out and felt Kalliope's insides greedily attempt to do the same. He felt a second, smaller release be pulled from him and pushed in once more, making Kalliope gasp.

Without giving her rest, Lucius quickly pulled himself free and rolled her onto her back. Kalliope's chest rose and fell with ragged breaths. Sweat poured down each of their bodies, but they could both tell that they each had the stamina to continue.

Lucius leaned down and kissed her deeply, entering her once more as he did so. "I think your sword might be finished before I'm done with you." He whispered.

"That's fine, it can wait. The one I have right now is much, much better."