Succubus Love

Zelah

Zelah sat on the edge of their bed. She waited. It was her day. Valin had sought to the needs of his concubines and even talked baby names with the council. He hadn’t put in any effort at getting to know her. [Is s*x that important?] All she could think about for the past week was her wedding night. The way he touched her made her feel dirty. If she could have a relationship with him where the purpose of s*x was to produce children that would make her happy.

The moment she thought about going to his office, a knock came across their bedroom door. Valin slowly opened the door and peaked in. 

“So you are here?” He muttered like it was weird that she would be waiting for him.

“What do you mean? Today is our day? Am I incorrect?” She stood up with her chest puffed out.

“I was under the impression that you were not interested in having s*x with me.” 

Zelah rolled her eyes and looked at the floor. 

“s*x is required in order to produce children. I would like to have my first soon.” 

Valin tilted his head to the side, he figured there had to be some general reason she was here.

“Let’s talk.” He ventured to his side of the bed and got in.

“I know you are new to all of this, but in order for a man to get an erection he has to be stimulated. He has to feel wanted. There has to be motivation driving him to pursue his bounty.  I’m not sure that I can perform on command in order to produce a baby. You have to give me something to work with.”

“Am I not beautiful to you?”

“Of course you are but you don’t seem like you are interested in me. Not in the least bit. “ Valin said, then looked down at his hands. He had never met a woman that did not find him attractive. Women usually did everything in their power to prove how they could please him.

“Oh. Well..” Zelah clambered over her words. 

Her inability to quickly respond to his accusation was making him angry. [This woman is either a complete i***t or…]

“Do you have a low s*x drive?” Valin said after thinking through why she would possibly not be sexually attracted to him.

“Your majesty!.... {sigh} I just think s*x is dirty. Our bodies create odd fluids that end up intermingling. Maybe I just need to get used to it?” Zelah explained. 

 Valin squinted and stared at her. She wasn’t wrong.

“I believe my parents provided this in the marital profile packet but I don’t like…touching…. people.”   Zelah said then looked away from him.

“You know what?…..Take off your panties. Leave everything else on.” 

Zelah wasn’t sure what he had planned but she needed her night with him, no matter how dirty she thought it was. As soon as her panties came off, Valin pulled her over to his side of the bed. 

“Lean down on your elbows and keep your bottom in the air.” 

She silently complied. Then he raised her silk gown and let it fall over her head. Valin proceeded to pull his length out the front of his pajamas. Before he pressed himself into Zelah, he watched her pale skin turn a light pink under the weight of his palms.

She stayed so silent that he almost chuckled under the seriousness of their s****l antics. He closed his eyes and gently stroked her bottom while slowly pushing his length into her. She felt so good. Her body conformed and stretched to fit him. Once he was all the way inside her, he focused on pleasing himself. He would normally caress and be very tentative to his partner. He wanted her to c*m first. He wanted her to enjoy him. But for Zelah he would honor her by using her. She would be a means to an end. He took in all of the slight vibrations of her insides. He moved in and out of her slowly, taking moments to push himself as deep as possible into her. [f**k] If Zelah actually put effort into their interactions, the s*x would be phenomenal. With that thought Valin found himself unconsciously pulling her covered body up into his arms. He held her tight as he climaxed. 

Even though he was trying to be silent, a long hiss escaped him as his body trembled against hers. “I’m sorry.” He whispered into her ear then laid on top of her body. His toes continued to curl and uncurl as he laid on top of her. This was the first time since he woke from his coma that he did not feel despair after climaxing.

“Valin?” Zelah muttered back. She felt like she was being buried alive under his weight. 

He heard her muffled plea and sat up while trying to keep his length from touching her.

“How was that?” He asked her, still trying to catch his breath. 

“Perfect. Was it weird for you?”  She asked then squinched up her face.

[f**k yes.] “Of course not. If it makes you comfortable we can have s*x just like that every time.”

Zelah nodded her head, then she leaned in and kissed him. Valin was fairly shocked. Even though it was only a peck, he felt like he understood her a little bit better. She continued to put her panties on and then rang for her hand maid to clothe and escort her back to her room. 

For the first time since his illness, he felt happy. But that happiness made him irritated with himself. He prided himself on how he made love. In the same breath, his despair or feelings of dread after cumming were nonexistent. He continued to lay in the bed, there wasn’t much to analyze. It was clear why he didn’t feel like he was being absorbed by darkness this time. She was just a toy of sorts. He didn’t put any emotions into having s*x with her so he didn’t have any in return.While he was elated that he was able to ‘successfully’ climax, he realized that love may be the root of his problem. [But what love?]

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As Zelah trekked back to her palace, she had a renewed sense of belonging. He didn’t cast her out and he didn’t make fun of her. She had been training to interact with men the moment her mother found out she didn’t like to be touched. Everyone told her that she would never find a husband or that they would have to sell her off to be some king's concubine. She wasn’t sure why King Valin quickly agreed to marry her, with her long list of negative attributes but she was content. She enjoyed not seeing the graphic details of their s****l interaction. She really enjoyed feeling his cotton pajamas against her bottom. She paused in the breezeway and momentarily stared up at the moon. She smiled and licked her lips, hearing him apologize for touching her gave her goosebumps.

When all was said and done, she was anxious about coming into a relationship where the king already had an heir. She wanted her son or daughter to be the first born child. She had to mark that off of her list. In fact, just to be married to a king without  providing a dowry or being a concubine was all she could ask for. She had to throw out her list all together and take her blessings as they were received. On top of being a true Queen, she got to sit around and look at financial records and balance books all day. That is what she was good at. She was studying the kingdom's finances and preparing her first garden  party.

A cool breeze flowed through the breezeway driving a chill up her spine. Her escort prompted her to keep moving and put a thick shawl over her shoulders. While all those things on her list were panning out, there was one thing she did not plan for. [Queen Sueli..] She did not expect to see a Sambofahn in Wilshana. And she was a Queen, no less. Hundreds of years had passed since a Sambofahn subdued the first king of Milv. She had the people of Milv under her control for more than 200 years. Their long life spans were frightening. They prayed to her. They built statues and monuments as tribute to her. She was their God. Milv was lucky that she was only able to have one child, who grew to despise humans and chose to go back to Sambofah. 

Those years were ingrained into every Milvanian upon birth. Those statues built on the blood of their people were so intricate that they left them standing to remind them of the pain from that era. Her picture still hung in the halls of kings in their palace. She was beautiful. Queen Sueli was comparable. 

Zelah felt a darkness creeping into her heart as she thought about  Queen Sueli laughing and making plans with her king. She was the enemy. Nothing that sacred should be allowed to roam around. Queen Sueli could cause a full scale war. Zelah took a deep breath, the moment her assassins almost relieved her of her hand was the moment she realized fanning ignorance was not going to save her. [If Valin wasn’t there…] Zelah stopped walking. She was only a few feet from her room. She was frozen from the terror she felt when Queen Sueli looked in her eyes. 

“My Queen?” The handmaid whispered. Zelah shook her head and walked into her room. 

 She did not want to make an enemy of that woman.