Demon's Height

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Melinia crawled onto the bed as if knowing his thoughts, and she had sat on the edge looking up at him the whole time.

She wanted to look away yet she couldn't, his eyes watched her, gazing onto her every movement, his lashes low on his cheeks. She almost let out a sound of horror and it was true, the story of looking into his eyes of the Black-Heart, he would take your soul and will.

Liorn stalked closer to the bed edge of the bed as Melinia scooted back on the mattress as if trying to run away. He put both hands on the mattress beside both her thighs. Gods, please help me. She whispered in her head as she felt cornered by him. Her body had responded of its own accord and she couldn't stop it. His moves were slow and methodical, almost predator like. She was afraid that if she made the wrong move, he'd pounce on her.

He leaned over her to place a kiss on her neck as she fell onto the mattress and her hair fanned out under him. His mouth and lips worked a dark magic in her but her heart placed itself between the pleasure and sinful feelings.

It felt so wrong and Melinia wanted her first to be with a man whom she loved, not a political husband. As her mother had said" Do whatever the demon says bita, her mother’s endearment for her, you are the peace treaty for us. For our Kingdom of Shimoun." Melinia winced as she realized it meant that she was just a tool.

Fighting the knot in her throat, she endured as he rained kisses over her neck. chest, and then breasts loving them gently. Unable to fight the emotional pain she let the tears drift from her eyes and tried to silently sniff. It didn't work as she let a hiccup escape her throat. It hurt. It hurt to be separated from the one that she had loved, to be an object nothing more that property. A bargaining tool. More hiccups followed soon after.

He heard her sniff but tried to ignore it. She was his. Damn the gods. His.

Liorn stopped immediately and looked down at her to see her crying. His heart ached. As softly as he could in his most gentle voice, he asked her, "Why is it that you shed tears?" But even as he tried his hardest, the question came out rough and husky.

Melinia tensed under him once more and he could see the forced and stiff smile on her face. Unsatisfactory. The stiff curve of lips had him angered. She was afraid not of the night to come for her but of him. "H-h-I am just so happy" Melinia lied. He took one look and swallowed. She didn't want to say or do anything that would anger him anymore than he was already angered with and the gods only knews what the Black-Heart would do.

Her sight was misted away by tears, unable to take it Melinia covered her eyes with her shaking palms. She went and done it. She went and made him angry.

Liorn was torn. He knew it, he was making her terrified of him. His whole existence was terrifying. He gritted his teeth and with one swift move he got up off of Melinia, grabbed his clothes and left onto the other side of the room where he'd redress himself.

Melinia felt the air shift the instance her body lightened and the Black-Heart's scent was disappearing. Sitting up immediately she wiped at her eyes so she can try to see in what little light she had. Liorn was nowhere to be seen. Sniffing, she stood up and drifted off to find Liorn afraid of the repercussions that would follow for angering him.

With a small sniff she started towards the other side of the room where she could hear him shifting his clothing into place. She was afraid but still attempted to reason her actions. She was his wife and she longer held sanctuary within her own land if he were to strike her. Sucking in her tears, she asked out quietly behind the screen. "L-Liorn? Are you oka-okay?" She stuttered.

The breeze made bumps run throughout her body, realizing she stood there naked. Grabbing the thin sheet on the bed she donned herself a makeshift gown as she used the fabric to shield her body from sight.

Liorn walked out from behind the screen where he was all dressed and ready to cool his head. It had been an hour and half after the ceremony and tomorrow would be a celebration of the new couple. His eyes had gaze deeply on his wife-one who was afraid of him- with a sheet wrapped around her nude flesh. Ah gods, she's the most beautiful woman he's ever wanted but how can he claim her if she was afraid of being near him? What can he do to make her desire him as much as he desires her?

He let the thoughts fly out of his head as it throbbed in his mind. "Liorn?" He heard his name spoken, it wasn't as friendly or as fearful, but it made his heart warm up to hear it from her soft lips. Until Melinia repeated he came back down to earth. "Yes?" He noticed Melinia had tighten her grip on the sheet. "W-where is my lord leaving to?" He let his fist unravel after he fisted them. "To my men, your lady should rest, tomorrow will be a tiring eve"

Melinia felt herself calmed a bit.

"My lord, we have to finish the ceremony-mate-mating ceremony, do we not?" He noticed her clutching onto the sheet again. Damn, why go through it if you're afraid? But he respected her courage. Reaching for her face to touch it, he seen her flinch but didn't move backwards, instead he patted her on her head and left the room.

Leaving his wife baffled, he started out maybe thinking to find some paying w***e to help him with his predicament. Yet he couldn't. He couldn't do that to his wife even if she did resent him.

Liorn found himself walking towards his nurses' sleeping quarters. The only woman who has ever been as close as his birth mother she could ever be, raising him since he'd been able to walk on his own.

With a light knock and small introduction, he let himself in. "Aye, young master, what brings ye here in this fine eve, I expect ye to be with thy young mistress." His nurse, he often came for comfort and guidance, the only few in the kingdom who didn't fear him. She was a widow in her late fifties, but soft and sweet as any old woman would ever be.

The nurse smiled and warmed Liorn with support, "Young master, ye need ta give young mistress time, once ye show her how sweet and gentle ye can be, she will love you like ye mother love ye father." Liorn smiled weakly. His nurse was a gentle hearted woman and he couldn’t imagine his life without her.

"Now, shoo young master, I've taken alot of ye time, go and show young mistress yer kindness, and I do hope to hear of a babe in many seasons to come" She chuckled and Liorn gave her a kiss on her rosy cheek.

Heading back to maybe see his wife he stopped at the foot of his bed, she was asleep on her side. Seemed like she was waiting for him he had hoped. Smiling he covered her with his side of the covers. He wanted her so harshly he could not bear it, but he needed to give her time to come around. Melinia snuggled so that she can get comfortable in her slumber and then shifted sides in which she could get some warmth.

Undressing his clothing, he left on his tunic and undergarment to crawl into bed beside her. She shivered. Hoping maybe if they slept close together in the same bed, she would start to get used to him and maybe become less afraid.

Liorn unconsciously sniffed in powder and a mix of flowers. She smelled wonderful, and her sleeping face made it the more to want her. But for tonight he'd just let her slumber peacefully.

Shutting his eyes, he let the heart ache from this night drag him into a slumber until dawn arrived to start a new day.