Demonic Inheritance

Kingdom-wide Problem

I move my hand up until it's cupping her lace covered p***y and the wet heat almost breaks my control. I shift the fabric to the side and glide my index finger through the gathered wetness as little noises fall from her mouth. Pulling my hand up between our faces I watch as embarrassment lights up her face while I suck my finger clean. She is so f*****g cute when she is embarrassed. Her taste is strong and sweet simultaneously and I moan loudly from how delicious she is. I return my hand between her thighs and slowly begin to inch a single finger inside her. She rolls her hips out to meet my hand so I remove my finger while pressing her pelvis back with my palm until she stills once again. 

She is tight enough that a single finger could break her if she moves wrong and when she makes eye contact with me I raise a single brow at her cute angry expression. With a pout and sigh she relaxes back against the door. The second she submits all the strength leaves my legs and I fall to my knees. Lifting her leg over my shoulder I bury my face between her legs causing her to yelp and pull at my hair. It's too much. I had teased us both too much and now I was losing control.

Using my claws I cut away her lace panties, sad to see them destroyed but more than glad to unwrap my meal. With one hand wrapped around her ass holding her upright and the other sliding along her p***y I stare up at her. Cami ‘s dark skin is flushed and shiny, her eyes are sparkling with arousal and a small timid smile plays across her mouth. She gasps as I run my tongue through her wet p***y before my mouth closes over her precious c**t. Suckling and lapping at the bundle of nerves while slowly working my finger into her centre has her mewling like a cat and pawing at my hair. 

Her first orgasm hits her hard and I momentarily remove my hand to stuff the edges of her own shirt in her mouth. Returning my hand I begin to insert a second finger while eating my way to her heart. When her legs give out I remove my fingers and lift them both over my shoulders. Using her ass as purchase I hold her up against the door. I feel her shudder as I insert my tongue where I had previously had my fingers. Her taste is driving me wild and for a second I wonder if I could lick my way to her heart from down here. I f**k her with my tongue as her muffled cries sound out loudly despite the shirt in her mouth. When she begins to c*m on my tongue I can't lap it up fast enough and some of it escapes covering my chin in the sweetest honey. 

“No, No more. Please.” Her words are like a spell, binding me, and with reluctance I pull away. Lowering her legs back to the ground I hold her hips until she can stand on her own without her knees knocking.

Rising from my place on the floor I wipe her c*m off my chin with my thumb and suck the remaining sweetness clean. Cami gasps while her heart beats fast once again. Using my clean hand I wrap her hair around my hand and pull her against my chest while tilting her head backwards. I lower my mouth to her letting her have a taste of how sweet she is before nibbling along her lips and jawline. When I reach her ear I pull her lobe between my teeth, once again causing a shudder to wrack her body. 

“Cami,” I whisper roughly despite my attempts to act cool. “I hope you continue to follow me. I thoroughly enjoy your sweet taste on my tongue.” When I pull away she is once again glowing brightly. 

With a smile I remove my own school shirt then rip her tattered one completely off her body. Sliding the shirt up her arms is almost as erotic as removing it and I have to remind myself to stay in control. She watches in amazement as I do up each button and fix her collar before finger combing her hair into a more controlled look. Lowering my mouth to her ear once again I run my tongue along the outer edge before flicking it against the pointed tip. I almost faint when her ear twitches in response.

“Now you can leave; however I suggest you go straight to your room.” Cami startles as I lift the broken underwear I had stuffed in my pocket and smile. “It may be a bit breezy today.” 

Cami jumps forward for her underwear like I knew she would and I catch her wrists in my hands. Pinning them against the door above her head I smile down at her small angry face. Before she can say anything I kiss the tip of her nose, both cheeks and then her hairline before finally leaving a lingering kiss on her swollen lips. When she relaxes into the kiss I let her go and walk out the door. If I don’t leave right this moment I would have to hire out the bathroom as we would never leave it.

When I exit the bathroom in nothing but my bra and jeans a few people stare but when I just stare back and continue walking they eventually lose interest. It only took one day but my reputation as a crazy person has already spread throughout the school. It is a hard earned persona and I feel a quick moment of pride.

As I reach the end of the hallway I hear the bathroom door open. Looking back down the hallway I watch as Cami walks out looking almost put together. Her face is fresh and clean but the edge of her hairline is wet, she has on a full uniform but her shirt is too large and her panties are in my pocket. The most enjoyable fact was the slight wobble in her legs as she attempts to walk confidently past students who are none the wiser. I smile excitedly as I watch her walk away. I really do pray that she continues to follow me.

Once again disregarding my fathers role as principal I march directly into his office. The student sitting in front of his desk looks up with a shocked expression while my father snarls at me.

“Can you have a little respect child? At least knock first.” His growling attitude is obviously new to the student in the chair as she cowers backwards a little.

“Father, you are scaring the sheep.” I say as I pass by him with a smile, “And I did knock, the force just opened the door itself. Get stronger doors.” 

As the vein in his forehead pulses I blow him a kiss and walk through the magic doorway. No one is home as I walk through the only two hallways I know and the eerie quiet almost causes goose bumps. Once inside my room I remove my jeans and bra replacing them with my well loved workout shorts and one of the new singlets in my drawers. 

It is time to explore my castle. I walk aimlessly for quite some time until the layout sinks into my brain. The castle has so many rooms it could house half of a small country, it also has numerous ‘wings’. Each of my fathers wives have their own and it contains any and everything they could ever need. Seems a waste however as when I accidentally wandered into my fathers room I had discovered the entire thing was a bed. 

Bet the wives shared nicely in there. I laugh a little at my own thoughts before filing it away to annoy my father later. After a while I find the kitchen, I call it this quite loosely as the thing is large enough to make Gordon Ramsey have wet dreams, and raid the walk in freezer. Ice cream always has been and always will be a staple part of my diet. I polish off an entire tub of choc mint before heading up to the roof. 

As I ascend the stairs I slowly let my human façade fall away. My fingers elongate releasing 3 inch dagger-like claws from where my nails were. My feet stretch until they are elongated like an animal forming a reverse knee joint where my heel once existed. Claws erupt from my toenails and I grimace a little at the pain. A long scaled tail covered in razor spikes falls from my lower back until it touches the ground and my upward facing horns erupt from my hairline. By the time I reach the highest spire of the castle almost no trace of my human appearance exists. My dark skin had darkened further until it was an abyss absorbing all light, my black curly hair was now a mass of red flame moving like it was alive. Without looking I even know that my eyes look like a dark abyss filled with flames. 

My demon form was the exact thing nightmares are made of but I personally love the way I look. It is badass and scary no matter who gazes upon it. When I'm finally out in the open I allow a small amount of my beast blood to activate. I release the leather wings that sit in a perpetual state of readiness beneath my skin. It hurts to release my beast wings while in demon form however the rush of flying is worth it. 

Staring off into the distance I smile at the endless skies. No airplanes or helicopters to watch out for, no humans to hide from and no speed limit. Leaning down into a sprinters pose I push my feet hard against the roof, accidentally breaking the floor, using all four of my limbs to run. Only people with a magic eye would be able to trace my speed and when I leap from the edge of the spire a booming sounds informing me that I had accidentally put a whole in that part of the roof. I couldn’t care though.

Flying through the skies of Hell is an experience to say the least. Terrifying birds that resemble pterodactyls zoom around swooping up anything they can to eat from the ground below. The creatures are smart enough not to come for me. Somewhere in their animal brains they can sense the larger monster flying past them. 

Despite human myths, Hell is actually just a kingdom within Alfheimr. Within the kingdom many climates exist side by side. Deserts and rainforests edge up against one another, Lava rivers  cover the base of mountains covered in snow. It is strange and beautiful and after flipping and looping like a psycho I land outside a small town edging one of the lava rivers. 

The inhabitants didn’t wear their human disguises so I don’t bother wearing mine. I pull my wings back in however as they take up too much space. The people in the town have lizard-like skin, elongated cat eyes, no ears and hands with three clawed fingers.

“Beautiful.” I say as I pass under an archway made of obsidian. The townspeople hadn’t looked up yet and I just admire the mixture of modern and ancient architecture. 

“Arrrgggh,” I tiny lizard child screams as she runs directly at my legs. My eyes widen as I realise she isn’t scared of me but is instead cowering behind my legs peeking out in an adorable way.

I look in the direction she had run from and find a group of doglike men marching their way towards us. The Lizard people cower away from them and a woman trails behind them crying and pleading. One of the dogmen hits her hard enough to send her sprawling but she persists by clinging to his leg.

“She is only four, please just take me.” tears fall down her purple scales and I glance down at the child. 

“That's your mother?” I ask calmly. No point letting the crazy out without a full story, right?

“Yes, Momma doesn’t want me to follow Mr Dint to the beast arena.” I have no idea what that is but it sounds like a problem.

“Give us the girl and head on your way.” One of the dogmen says even as his eyes take in my scary appearance. He takes a single step back before locking his knees.

“Um, can you tell me what the beast arena is?” I ask the mother and she releases the dogmans leg and crawls over to me. She pulls her child into her arms and hides behind my legs like her daughter had.

“It’s a place where they train wild Creatures to act as Mounts replacing the Beast people. To do this they,” she points her finger at the dogman, “steal our children and use them as training materials. I don’t know what they actually use them for but I do know the children never return.” 

“Shut your mouth you stupid snake.” One of the dogmen steps towards the woman with an outstretched hand and I capture his wrist gently.

“Does the King know?” The woman flinches at the mention of my father and the dogmen look around nervously. “What?”

“It was reported years ago, however the King has never one anything about it. I understood why nothing was done when the Queen caused a civil war but that ended three years ago.” The woman cries openly and so far all her words were the truth.

“Did it ever occur to you that maybe the King doesn’t know? If it was reported during the time of civil unrest he wouldn’t have been given the report. So why hasn’t anyone reported it again since?” In my memories my father was always busy working for his people, and even with only knowing him presently for two days, there is no way he would allow something like this to continue.

“Um, I am not sure.” The woman says guiltily. 

“It’s ok. Under constant threat and paired with a feeling of abandonment it’s no wonder people are too scared.” I look at the dogman I was still holding and giggle a little. His hand has turned purple in my grip and he is struggling to hold back tears. If I hold on for a little longer his hand may fall off. “I’m about to let your wrist go. The pain from the blood returning will be intense so please bear with it.” 

He gasps and scrambles away as I release him and I can hear the veins in his hand expanding as they fill with blood. 

“Now I would like to talk to whichever one of you is in charge.” I say this to the dogmen and the entire group looks at the largest among them with a questioning gaze. He steps toward me with confidence.

“Who are you to ask for such a thing. Just leave and let us attend our business.” His voice is gruff and rude. The little fragile chain in my brain rattles a little. “Go, report to the useless King, he won’t do shit.”

“Yea didn’t you hear, he is so busy with his lost daughter that he hasn't attended any kingdom business for two whole days.” One of the smaller dogmen has the courage to speak up now that his boss had stepped forward. How cute.

“So because my father took the time to welcome me home the kingdom fell to s**t? Sounds like the people in My kingdom are very weak.” I watch as realisation dawns on the dogmens' faces and as one they crumble like a sleeping flower. As if a signal goes off they all turn and sprint in the opposite direction. 

 I watch them leave with a tiny smile on my face. Let them think they are free for now. I turn to the woman and her child to find them now kneeling in respect. Looking around I notice that all the townspeople are also kneeling.

“Thanks, you can get up now. Next time a simple head tilt will be fine.” I say this as I pull the woman and her child to their feet. “I’m going to ask something from you. Feel free to say no but I would greatly appreciate it if you say yes.”

“Anything Princess.” The woman says immediately.

“Come back to the castle with me. I need proof for my father so he doesn’t think I'm just causing problems again.” I smile at the purple woman and her daughter, “And call me Atreya, Princess is too pretentious.”

“Why would the king think you are causing trouble?” The little girl asks politely her pink scales darkening across her cheeks, “My momma knows I’m a good girl, doesn’t your Papa know?” 

“It’s my fault, I was a very naughty child and now he doesn't always believe me.” I only started a few fights and walked through a hallway half naked but couldn’t tell this kid as I should limit my influence on precious youths.

“We will absolutely come with you.” The mother says with a vicious nod of her head. “If more of us had continued reporting maybe it wouldn’t be this bad. But can we just get dressed. We are still wearing our sleeping clothes? Today was a rest day for us.” 

I nod my head and the mother rushes her daughter back down the street and into a small apartment building. It is two stories high with eight apartments if the mail boxes were any indication. It still feels weird to see something so modern surrounded by Lizard people and lava. While waiting I explore the main street greeting all the people who rush forward to greet me. Some ask for help with minor things while others offer me food and wares. It’s nice but also a foreign feeling to be doted on and relied upon, by strangers. One of the stores has little pies and rolls available and I enter because I am starving.

“Hey is there any way to start a tab?” I ask politely to the large man behind the counter. His blue scales shimmer with excitement when he sees me and he nods enthusiastically. 

“Absolutely, I could just give you some but I already noticed you turning down the other shop owners so a tab is the next best thing. Even if you never pay it.” His excitement is contagious and I smile politely, hiding my teeth. 

“Ok give me two of those pies and one of those bread roll pizzas.” I point to each thing as I say them and he is quick to move. 

“They only came out of the oven a few minutes ago so please don't burn yourself.” His blue scales darken across his face as he speaks, “Sorry, I shouldn’t speak so casually to you.” 

“It’s ok. I prefer it like that.” With a wave I leave the store and find the other two waiting for me. 

The little girl is wearing black leggings, with a space for her snake tail to escape, and a fluffy white shirt. Her mother wears a similar outfit but instead of a shirt she wears a white dress. Their hair now sits in twin braids on either side of their heads. I smile at how adorable they look.

“Before we leave I have a question.” They both look at me expectantly, “what are your names?”

“Oh my goodness, Sorry I forgot to introduce us. I’m Emilia and this is my daughter Milly.” Milly giggles and dances as her mother introduces her.

“Ok. Emilia I need you to pick up Milly and hold her tight to your chest.” With furrowed eyebrows she does just that. I duck low scooping Emilia off her feet. Cradling her in a princess hold she yelps a little at the movement.

“I move really fast in the skies. I will try to slow down as much as I can but It will still be quite fast. Hold Milly tight and protect her face.” As I speak, Milly buries her face into her mothers chest and Emilia tightens her arms around the little girl. I stride out of the town gate and let my Beast magic flow. My wings explode from my back with force causing wind to stir in the faces of the townspeople who had followed us. “Alright let's go.” 

I don’t have a rooftop to jump off this time so it is a less smooth take off than usual. It takes three beats of my wings for us to be high enough off the ground. The pterodactyl creatures startle at my sudden appearance in their space and flee with a bunch of squealing. I start moving forward and it takes a full second before I even start moving at a speed other than snail. This entire thing is a lesson in why I should work out my wing muscles now that I'm no longer on earth.

We arrive at the castle faster than it took me to get to the town but this time I flew straight instead of exploring. I don’t land on the roof this time but instead at the castle doors. Even I know not to bring strangers into my home through a rooftop entrance. The guards startle as I land and with hands on their weapons they move forward.

“State your business?” They enter straight into business mode and for a moment I'm almost impressed.

“It’s me, Atreya, let us through I need to speak to Father.” Hearing my voice leaving the mouth of a monster must be daunting for these two men. They both seemed to have semi permanent human appearances. The only indication that they aren’t human is the fact that each of them is over 7 feet tall and had backwards curving horns on their heads.

“Yes Princess.” They bow low and open the castle doors for us. I know my place is above them and it has to stay like that for power reasons so I don’t correct their use of ‘princess’.

“Oi, come here please.” I call over one of the maids who is dusting in the corner of the entranceway. She startles at first but her eyes drift over my shoulder and I turn my head to see one of the guards miming a crown to her. I raise my eyebrows and he smiles before closing the doors again.

“Yes, Princess?” The maid says politely even as she shakes a little when she gets closer to me.

“Take these two to a meeting room and give them some food and drink. Then send someone to fetch my father please.” I say these things with confidence despite my nerves. 

The maid guides Emelia and Milly down a hallway into a room and when she notices me following a tiny smile escapes before she schools her features. She has figured me out and If I had not been in my demon form I may have blushed. As I am, I cannot blush, the abyss doesn’t show colour it absorbs it. 

After we enter the room the maid leaves and I sit at the table with Emilia and Milly. I remove the pies and pizza bread roll and start to eat.  I break off pieces of each when I see Milly’s eyes sparkle as she stares. We sit in silence sharing food until the door opens and my father enters. He is dressed casually in running pants and a t-shirt but that was the only casual thing about him. He is in full demon form and Emilia gasps at the sight of him.

He is already close to 7 feet as a human but in his demon form he is over 8 feet tall. His horns almost identical to mine stand two feet tall above his head adding extra unneeded height. It explains why I am able to fit through the doorways without issues as they were, after all, built for him to fit through. His Dark skin had changed to a deep red colour similar to the depiction of the devil in human folklore. His fingers are tipped with claws and his teeth are as vicious as mine. Everything else about him was still the same. My extra-ness in demon form is most likely due to my Beast blood. For a second the old Demon stops and stares at me before smiling and sitting down beside me. 

“You were so cute when you were little, now you are beautifully scary.” He pats my flaming hair without hesitation and when they don't burn him I smile as relief washes through me. “You cannot harm me with flames child, I am born of the lava.” He says it matter of fact and I file it away to ask about it later.

“So, this is Emilia and her daughter Milly. I brought them with me today to inform you of a situation before I handle it. I don’t want you to think I'm undermining you.” I say politely.

I motion for Emilia to tell my father what she knows. As she speaks the situation’s priority increases in my mind. The dogmen I had encountered are Kobolds. Many children across the flame region have been kidnapped by the Kobolds and used as training bait. Nothing has been done as the flame region is a lower class than the massive cities throughout the kingdom. After the original reports were ignored the people stopped reporting and tried whatever they could to fight back. This ended with quite a few casualties and nothing changing. 

As Emilia speaks, smoke begins to rise off Fathers skin and I place my hand on his arm to comfort him. I feel the same way and the little chain in my brain that I keep wrapped around my self control is constantly vibrating by this point. When Emilia is done, and I let my father know about my run in with the Kobolds in the small town, I send the two off to play in the Capital city until I can take them home. 

“So, now that you know the situation I have one more thing to tell you.” I say as my father literally fumes where he sits, “I have the kobolds scent and plan to tract and annihilate them all. Partially because I’m bored, partially because I feel bad for the people and absolutely because they are taking little f*****g children. Don’t try to stop me.” I stand from the table and go to walk out the door but father catches my arm.

“Let's go together.” He says simply and I nod my reply.  Our first father daughter day is going to be spent cleaning up our kingdom. Sounds good to me.

I head for the rooftop and startle when Father follows. When we reach the broken rooftop he glances around in shock before looking back at me.

“Um, I was a bit too excited to go flying and maybe let some of my control slip.” I shrug my shoulders nonchalantly while watching his expression for anger.

“Ok, we will have to get this repaired when we return.” Pulling his shirt off his torso I am shocked to see glowing white tattoos covering his chest and back.

“Were you a tracker?” The shock in my voice is evident.

“Yes, I became the demon king a millennia ago after challenging the previous Demon King to a battle.”

“That's a thing that happens?” I ask a little nervously. I am to be crowned the next demon king, will I have to battle against challengers.

“Yes, it's why we need to get you training as soon as possible. I told you before strength isn’t everything.” With another pat on my flaming hair he rolls his shoulders releasing large feathered wings.

“Why do your wings resemble angels from human myth? They are even bright f*****g white. Looks weird with your red skin.” The contrast between his white wings and dark red skin is actually really nice but my father doesn't need a big head.

“My species are the ones who accidentally started the angel myth on earth. And one of the reasons exposing yourself on earth now has a death penalty.” He laughs a little and I can’t help but wonder if maybe he is personally responsible.