Curiosity of the Demon King Pt. 13

In the mid morning sun through the open window, Fosi reclined on the couch in the study of the demon king with a plate of various sweets within easy reach. She yawned and stretched out, her hips still aching from the last few days' activities along with her jaw, and everything else. Yet, she was more content than she had been in a long time.

At the room's massive desk, the boar demon princess Suvir was working on Fosi's responsibilities, really the high king's, as a proxy of a proxy. Fosi couldn't very well tell the girl that she herself was the transformed demon king, but it didn't exactly come up. The tap and scratch of Suvir's pen was soothing in its regularity, along with Suvir's little sighs and grumbles, especially those before a question.

"This one wants a thousand gold coins for a foundry, promising we'll receive a twenty percent discount on its product," Suvir said to the room.

Fosi grabbed a cookie. "Reject it," she said, and snapped her treat in half on a fang. The crumbly ones were the best, and this one dissolved into sugary crumbs readily on her tongue.

On the desk, Suvir folded her arms and held her throbbing head. "Isn't all of this the kind of thing that should be put off to advisors and accountants? I don't understand why Avlakoi of all people wants these pitiful sums to come through him alone, and then end up rejecting almost all of them in any case!"

"Your father has his barons, doesn't he?" Fosi peeked, the stack of papers that she'd thought would take all day were already halfway done since Suvir had taken on the role of secretary. The girl's penmanship put Fosi's own to shame, but that was, after all, no great feat. "So, think it through."

"Of course that man has the baronies to take care of piddly things like taxation and disbursements. But that's the way everyone does it. No lord should be so involved in the day to day decisions at this level. How does your father get anything else done!?"

Fosi searched the memories of Avlakoi within herself for an answer.

I didn't, mostly.

She said, instead, "I invite you to think about the amount of power that gives the barons, and how your father came into power."

The girl's thoughtful pout was adorable. "Power? It's taxes, they all flow to the king... Even if the high demon lord has claimed such a tiny territory for himself at this time, with so few sources of revenue, he really should entrust these matters to his accountants, rather than just you, lady Fosi."

"All of those monies and goods make their way to the vassal king? They aren't kept in any way to fund the armies of the barons? The actual coins trade hands? Or is it more likely that promissory notes find themselves passed from one nobleman to the next with paltry sums physically moving?"

Suvir was rubbing her forehead with her fingers. This had likely been the most thinking work she'd ever done in one day, but she'd insisted on it while Fosi was laid up. "... I haven't looked at it that closely... I guess you wouldn't want to just be carrying chests full of gold back and forth all the time."

"Forget gold." Fosi smiled.

"Forget gold!?"

Fosi had another cookie, gestured with it in the air before eating. "Which is more important, gold or wheat?"

"Is this a trick question?" Suvir narrowed her eyes.

Cute~

"Yes," Fosi said through her latest mouthful.

"Wheat."

"Why?"

The princess shrugged. "Because it's a trick question."

Fosi rose to shaky feet and bade Suvir remain sitting when the princess started up to help her, came to kneel at Suvir's side. "Past demon kings were truly examples of the race, amassing hoards of gold, precious jewels, magical artifacts and secrets, and on more than one occasion, wives." From one of the desk's drawers, Fosi fished up a gold coin, set it on the papers along with a cookie. "Barons, governors, and mayors of the day were instructed that anything of any value in truth belonged to the great demon king, from the best of their flock, their whitest flour, their most comely daughters, and he would take them as he pleased. So tell me, Suvir, about what this expectation does to the farmer and the shepherd on the bottom of that pyramid."

"Who cares what a farmer thinks about affairs of state?" Suvir said with a tilted head.

"I'm sure that's what your father thinks." Fosi sighed, immediately sorry that she'd had to insult her new companion by the comparison. By her side, Suvir had a small tusk out with contained affront. Cute. "Put your mind in the place of a farmer, contain your revulsion lest I start a garden on site and ask for your help with tending it. Now, you've put your heart into the cultivation of the harsh soil of the demon lands and, at the end of the year, your harvest makes those around it pale in comparison. Your fruits are splendidly-colored and juicy, your wheat is refined to the finest flour, your animals are fat and happy. Then the demon king, recommended to your lands by the local lord, comes and demands a feast for himself and his retainers, and any other noble in attendance. He loves your produce so much that he takes it all, leaving you with barely the funds to replace the fine flour and fruit in your own diet with barley."

"Ugh."

"How much do you plant next year?"

Suvir grumbled. "Okay, okay, only enough to eat, and pay taxes..."

Fosi gestured to the gold piece and the cookie, petted the girl's head. "Have a snack, you deserve it." She returned to the couch and had a few more herself. Actually, the dry ones with the gummy jam were really nice as well, and the chewy, bitter green ones had their own charm. "Previous demon lords, my father believes, did not understand the power of their subjects' sense of industry. He wants most of those petitions rejected so that the cream may rise to the top by its own efforts, not by the benevolence of not even the demon lord himself, but of his underlings, who would almost certainly taint the process with favoritism, nepotism, extortion, embezzlement. Avlakoi is weak, he doesn't extract the taxes that he easily could, but his farmers are wealthy and their stockpiles can weather the lean times ahead."

"Huh... Then why allow petitions in the first place?"

"Look at the ones we've accepted, and the men behind them." Avlakoi's pride welled within Fosi's breast. "Notice the tone, that they approach me as equals, and attempt to gain as much from the deal as I will. Never trust a man who comes to you with a handful of gold and no strings; the strings are always there and it's better if you can see them. That foundry; suppose I order all of its stock. That twenty percent has to come from somewhere."

"I... see. I suppose... On another note, how are you feeling? Should I have Merrili get something for you. Or, would you like a massage?" Suvir came up from the desk and stepped over to kneel at Fosi's side, placed her soft hands awkwardly on Fosi's belly. It was funny, Fosi giggled at it, that somehow she'd learned more about sexuality after only a few weeks as a woman than Suvir knew from her whole life so far. "S-sorry, lady Fosi! Did that tickle?" Suvir startled, but did not stop touching her mistress.

Fosi took the princess' cheek in hand and pulled her in for a quick peck on the other. "You can tickle me if you want to, that's fine. Or would you prefer not to stop at that?"

Adorable, Suvir flushed and averted her gaze, placing her hands in her lap and squirming with the memory of their time in the baths, either time. "I know you're still sore, my lady... Are you really sure that Ovel should be kept alive? Not that I'm questioning your decisions, my lady! It's just... if I'd been..."

"You can say the word, it doesn't bother me."

"Raped... So many times, like that..." There was a fire in Suvir's eyes that Fosi strangely took pride in. "I'd want to see my rapist strangled with his own intestines," she said through clenched teeth. "But he's just down there in the dungeons! I was in the cell with him, for a few hours, and your people were even treating his wounds! What kind of sense does that make? Shouldn't you of all people want to see him strung up?"

Fosi petted the dear princess' pretty head. "What I'm hearing is 'is the rumor that Fosi likes beastmen in her bed true?' Am I right, at all?"

The princess hung her head and she nodded shamefully after a while.

"I actually don't have much to compare against..." Fosi admitted, casting her gaze up at the ceiling. It's not as though I chose to give my virginity to anyone in particular, I was only trying to get rid of it, to hurt Peris by choosing anyone else.  She breathed a moment and refreshed the knowledge of her fabricated backstory. "You might have heard that I was raised by a cult of humans, that I was only recently discovered and called here by my father. Of course, none of them would have taken me to bed for fear of Hell's retribution. They did revere me, after all. My first time was with a beastman, and I-" Did I actually enjoy it? I did cum, back then...  "I can't say whether anyone else would be as good in bed. But, I will say that Ovel and the other one were very unpleasant."

"S-sorry..." Suvir continued shrinking into herself on the floor.

"Nothing at all to feel sorry for." Fosi had never stopped petting her, the girl's shorn hair slipped coolly through her fingers. "Why the interest? I would lie with you if you'd only ask."

Suddenly Suvir rose on her knees and slammed her palms on the edge of the couch, trembling with excitement and nearly choking on the words. "I want to lose my virginity!"

The door continued creaking open. Pach entered with some new papers, quietly crossed the room, whilst very much not looking, to set them on the desk, then left in a hurry. And Suvir looked so embarrassed that she might catch fire.

Fosi burst into laughter that made her chest ache.

"Stooop~" Suvir whined, softly batting Fosi with her fists.

"Hahaha, it's just such a small problem~ I thought for a second you were going to ask me for something really difficult." To stop the playful beating, Fosi grasped Suvir's wrists and pulled the girl up and overtop herself on the couch. Faces close, she whispered, "I think it wouldn't be hard to convince Peris, if I just give him a little sugar..." Fuck, hopefully not... kissing an old friend like that in a body like this one. What am I saying? I've been avoiding that all this time, but the suggestion came too easily...  Even though Fosi already knew what his... tasted like after that fateful night, there was something perplexingly intimate about a kiss. "What do you say?"

"I-" Suvir gulped nervously. "I want to lose mine the same way that you did..."

Fosi paused in disbelief. "Didn't you say you fancied Peris? He is a prince, technically, so if anything your reputation would improve from a night with him."

"No," Suvir said, lowering her head to rest on Fosi's collar. "I feel like... I don't know anything about what it really means to be a succubus. And I've seen the way you interact with them, the real demons, the beast men... It isn't anything like I was told it should be."

Fosi rested her head on a pillow and contented herself lightly stroking Suvir's back with her fingertips. "The rumors say I pull the most bestial men into my bed and let them take me however they like?" She took a breath to calm her heart. "Putting aside those two boar men, there has only been one. I'm not nearly as experienced as you seem to think, and it scared me to death the first time; I was just looking for someone, anyone to take my virginity, and the man I happened to see first was a wolf man..."

That's not fair to him, but it's what happened.

The real truth was that, in her time as Avlakoi, he'd taken who he wanted, when he wanted, and that had included more than a handful of beast women when nothing more appealing had been at hand, mostly warriors. It felt pathetic to blame his blood for that abuse. The real, actual truth disgusted him, that most female demons were indistinguishable from male ones, that the threat of rape on the battlefield served to dissuade the enemy, cause panic, rout. He'd hated it all along, but his men had praised him for the blow to their enemy's morale. But the character of Fosi only knew those stories as stories...

"While I was reared in the human lands, my vestments might have been fairly revealing, but not one of them would have dared to touch me. Of course I had no experience at all until I came here, and the succubi in my father's service-" Technically, they raped me too, forgiven or no, "-taught me. We do have incubi here other than Peris, if you want to be more experienced by the time you lie with him?"

Suvir paused in thought. "What I want... I don't want to be different anymore, from them. Back in my father's castle, I knew my maidservants were being fucked every day by the guards, even if they hid it from me. Big, stinky men, bulges that couldn't be hidden under their clothing, and they were specifically kept from actually seeing the princess they guarded because my father is a man and he knows how men are. But I saw them, and I heard my maids behind the doors and around the corners, mocking me." Suvir hid her face in Fosi's cleavage and shook slightly, muffling her voice. "I didn't choose to be born a princess..."

None of us do choose.

"If that is what you really want, I'll arrange it," Fosi said eventually.

They laid together for a while longer, until Merrili came to refresh the snacks, as Fosi had built a reputation having a sweet tooth. Fosi gave out instructions and over the course of the next several minutes managed herself into a more dignified seat with Suvir clutching her skirt in balled fists over her knees on the couch, waiting without a word. The princess' anxiety, Fosi wanted to think she knew all too well, despite coming at the problem from starkly opposite directions; Suvir was touching herself lightly through her skirt and whether she was really horny or trying to hype herself up wasn't clear.

She's just lucky I'm not in my true form... I'm much too big for her. I'm lucky too.

It wasn't too long before there was a knock on the door and, after obtaining permission, the wolfman Caelobranc entered. He crossed into the middle of the room, took a knee and lowered his head, feeling so much different from Fosi's first meeting with him. He'd clearly taken a bath recently, his coat of normally coarse, stinking fur looked fluffy and his entrance had brought in the subtle scent of the menfolk's shampoo, too often unused. In his marching uniform, he looked so much the noble warrior he'd proven himself to be.

"My lady," he said humbly and awaited her response.

Fosi was trying her best not to tremble, weary just from sitting upright for a few minutes. "Raise your head, soldier, your humility is undeserved today." She met his yellow eyes. "We felt that your acts of heroism warranted thanks in private. If not for your quick response and ferocity in battle, right now I would likely be either dead or... For that, I have one reward planned and one other to offer, if you will take it." Slowly, on her aching hips, Fosi stood and went to the wall where a ceremonial dagger was hung, came to Caelobranc with it in hand. Giving him every opportunity to flinch, she placed the flat of the blade on each shoulder in turn and slid the edge nearly into his neck, then set the tip against the pit of his throat and pressed until it had pierced his thick fur and drawn blood. True to her opinion of him, Caelobranc did not so much as question her by the time she'd withdrawn and reclined back in her seat. "That's a good boy. I speak now with the voice of my father: your valor in service has been recognized and with it, your promotion to captain of the princess' guard. Granted, the only member as well, for now, but we may speak of expansion later. As well, a new name; come to your feet, sir Caelic."

The newly named Caelic hid his disbelief well as he rose to his full lanky height. "I've only done what any of us would, my lady."

"Save your sweet lies, this is a time for gratitude..." I have to bring this up sooner or later, don't I?  "Caelic, do you remember our night together?"

He couldn't blush, behind all of that black-grey fur, but he did avert his eyes. "I want you to know that I am not responsible for starting any of those rumors."

"I wouldn't have thought so, take heart." She set the knife down. "It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be, my first time, and that was due in part to your gentleness. I'm sure you can imagine how hurt I'd be if those two had been my first and second..."

Caelic nodded uncertainly. She'd been covered in the scent of boarman cum at the time, likely stank of it more than a little to this man's more sensitive nose, but nobody outside her small circle had confronted her with the facts of her abuse since her rescue. Trying not to shatter her fragile mental state, she imagined.

"For your second reward," Fosi gestured to Suvir, who'd been making herself small on the couch, "her, tonight, once."

"I couldn't!" Caelic said.

Fosi stamped her foot and shocked both in attendance. "Since when are demons so picky about who they fuck!?"

He knelt again, going so far as to place his forehead on the floor despite the way it made him turn his muzzle.

"And stop that kowtowing! As if I would punish you for that kind of refusal. Rise, and give me your reason."

He only rose to sit on his heels. "It would be above my station..."

"I was above your station far more when we laid together."

Caelic scratched his cheek, too nervous to respond.

Fosi sighed, Suvir was shaking like a leaf too, so she decided to free them both of their suffering. "Tonight, the both of us will be in that room. If you do not appear, nothing will be said about it. But, I want you there. For now, you are dismissed."

-o-

Fosi, sitting with her legs folded beneath her, and Merrili by the side of the bed stared at Suvir, who'd been instructed to kneel in the middle of it.

"What do you think?" Fosi asked proudly with her fist under her chin.

Merrili coughed into her hand. "It's, um, a unique look, isn't it?"

Suvir's lip wobbled. "You're playing a joke on me now, aren't you?"

"What?"

"The ribbons! What's the point of the ribbons? Shouldn't I be naked?"

Both Fosi and Merrili cocked their heads for different reasons.

Merrili shuffled on her feet; preparations for any succubus other than an actual concubine was limited somewhat to wearing what you didn't mind getting torn off by a lustful man, and so she uncharacteristically blushed. "No, no, I see what lady Fosi is going for with this outfit... If you pull on this end here, it should all come off in a second... if the man bothers instead of just ripping it all apart."

"You gals just don't know fashion like I do~" Fosi thumped her chest. "This is how humans wrap presents, see? It makes our Suvir that little bit more pretty and flashy, and I think Caelic will appreciate it. I know how it must seem, but guys don't always want their conquests to be... conquests. A willing woman is worth her weight in gold, then you can take your time making sure you both feel good together."

In a room full of succubi, the culture had restricted this fundamental sexual knowledge to the underbelly of the male psyche... Both Suvir and Merrili looked at Fosi like she was crazy.

They always thought I was weird anyway. "No, really, my dad said as much..."

"Your dad," Suvir said with a distrusting gaze. "The demon king, first among his kind, terror of the battlefield, said that he prefers pleasuring his women?"

"... Yes..." Fosi said. "Think about it. Merrili, you know that game you played with me in the bath, and I shared with Suvir the other day? Isn't it better to make your partner cum than the other way around?"

Merrili shrugged, lost the millimeter of maidenly deference that had kept her from sitting on the bed with the other girls and plopped down. "Yes, but that's when we're all girls? Men don't have the same kinds of feelings that we do, they just like to get their rocks off, then it's up to us to make up the difference in the bath. Actually, lady Fosi, you haven't slept in the group bed we have downstairs yet, have you? You just have to, it gets so mellow all night, you forget who you're rubbing against sometimes." She giggled. "Sometimes I wake up with someone's toe in my mouth, sometimes on purpose."

Suvir recoiled toward Fosi a little. "Why would you ever want someone's toe in your mouth?"

"So innocent~" Merrili purred, leaning in to catch the princess about the shoulders in a hug. She whispered with a catlike grin, not quite low enough to keep Fosi from hearing, "Think about a single inch of our lady you wouldn't want to lick, if you can." And she pulled away from the now beet-red Suvir.

There was a soft knock on the door and Merrili came again to her feet.

"That'll be the man in question. Miss Suvir, feel free to scream if you want, it's your first time after all~ Come on then, my lady." She helped Fosi to her feet as well and supported her weight until Suvir lunged across the bed and caught the hem of Fosi's dress in her fingers.

"Don't leave me..." she begged quietly.

So of course Fosi held her hand and nodded to Merrili that she would be alright staying back by herself. The maid went to the door and Caelic in all his uniformed glory took her place in the room.

His eyes went wide and his maw cracked open, proving Fosi's choice of attire correct enough. One ribbon each covered Suvir's small breasts and ran between her thighs; she'd begun trying to hide her exposed skin with her arms as Caelic's eyes drank in the vision, eventually realizing the effort was all in vain and placed her hands on her knees while the rest of her skin burned with embarrassment.

"Is this... pleasing, to you?" Suvir managed without stuttering.

Caelic strode forward to the side of the bed, shedding his clothing as he went, and his gaze flicked toward Fosi.

"I'm only here to watch," Fosi said.

He nodded and refocused on Suvir, who was trembling already from his proximity when his trousers dropped and his knotted cock dangled between his hairy thighs. "This is an interesting garment. May I touch you?"

Suvir swallowed, closed her eyes tightly and nodded. She'd never seen a wolfman's cock before, probably any sort of penis before she'd seen Fosi with those two... There had likely been too much more on her mind to really take in that sight. Here, it was close enough to reach out and touch if she wanted as Caelic placed his knee on the side of the bed and leaned over her body.

He was careful not to scratch her with his claws as he brushed his fingers against her collarbone, down the gentle swell of her breasts, and he tugged on the bow's end as a curiosity.

The two of them were equally surprised by Suvir's sudden nakedness as the ribbons loosened and fell away.

Suvir squeaked and curled up to hide herself, Fosi darted her hand in to retrieve the ribbons so they wouldn't be in the way, and Caelic crawled farther onto the bed, pinning Suvir with her curled legs between them.

"May I touch you?" Caelic repeated.

Suvir reached out and took Fosi's hand in hers for courage as she nodded again, letting her quivering legs fall apart, dragging the sheets with her toes.

Slowly, Caelic took a breast in one large hand and gently massaged her, the points of his furry ears bouncing in time with Suvir's mewling. Suvir relaxed into the attention, overwhelmed by sincerity and humility that she couldn't have expected; her fingers intertwined with Fosi's and Fosi gave her a squeeze of support.

"That's it, just relax and let him do all the work," Fosi whispered beneath the moans.

The wolfman was as patient as Fosi believed he would be, despite the bobbing of his cock, the liquid forming into a droplet at the pointed tip. He bent in and licked Suvir's neck, nipped her skin lightly, just hard enough to let her know that he did have fangs, that pain could feel good. She arched her back against the bed, sucking in breath after breath as she no doubt became lost in the sensation. What she'd likely thought would be a few minutes of rough humping hadn't so much as started, and already her body was so hot and anxious for her lover's touch.

His hand moved down her tender belly, calloused fingers brushed her mound, and he at last slipped between her thighs. Suvir's eyes shot open and she squealed as she closed her legs around his hand.

"No," Fosi chided, squeezing Suvir's hand to remind the girl of her support. "You wanted this, you can do it. I'm here for you, just relax and leave yourself in his hands."

The princess took a few deep breaths and shakily let her legs fall apart. Wasting no time, Caelic put himself between her knees and began stroking his rough fingers up and down her velvet mound, her glistening slit. Fosi alone could see the way his cock twitched as he explored the puffy lips of Suvir's virgin pussy, slipping down between them for a whimper to fall from her pretty lips. His other hand, he put around her waist, pulling up her hips to meet his, and for the first time she felt the warmth of his raw cock throbbing against her thigh.

Suvir's eyelids fluttered and her breath was ragged, her free hand lay balled up with sheets at her side. "S-sir..."

"Are you ready?" he asked with a lick of her collar. The furred, lanky frame of his loomed monstrously above the slender princess; Fosi knew well how the contrast between that and his gentle nature confused the senses. Beneath him, Suvir seemed lost in the moment, hardly able to speak a word as she enjoyed the touch of a man for the first time. When he didn't get his answer, he put his palm over her mound and circled pressure around her clit, making her squirm, arch her back and further drag at the sheets with her shoulders. "My lady, should I continue?"

She moaned and wiggled under his touch, red all through her breast and biting her lip. "J-just do it..." she choked out.

Caelic licked up from the hollow of her throat to her chin and his eyes met hers as he took his dick in hand and slid it along her wet slit, guiding his tip to her tight entrance. He held her hips steady and slowly pressed forward, pumping one inch in after another until he was most of the way inside, stretching Suvir more than she'd ever been before. Tears of effort formed at the corners of her eyes, but she managed to catch her breath, sucking it in forcefully through her nose.

"I know it hurts," Fosi said kindly. She reached in and placed her free hand on Suvir's stomach, just above the tip of Caelic's penis. "Feel how deep he is? There's a little more to go, and then he'll actually start fucking you."

"He isn't already!?" Suvir whined.

"It will be alright, you can take it all, I know you can. It felt too big for me the first time too, but soon enough you won't care about the pain." Fosi leaned in on her elbows and whispered only for herself and Suvir. "This is a pleasure only known to princesses like you and me. Most succubi had been practicing long before taking in their first real one, but you get to feel yourself conforming to his cock, molding around him."

The knot pressed against Suvir's labia and Caelic waited for her to draw a deep breath and relax as much as she could before pulling his hips back by inches, and slowly thrust. Fosi didn't believe Suvir would be able to take the knot as well when Caelic came, that would stretch the princess beyond her limits, but she was being a trooper now, let her mouth fall open and her eyes cloud over with the focus she put into feeling the pleasure through the pain. She was lost in it, rolling beneath heady waves, disallowed to surface lest her attention return to the ache in her loins.

As a pair, Caelic thrust harder and faster while Suvir became more permissive, moaning under her breath and wriggling beneath his strong body. A more experienced succubus would have been more active, by this time might have wrapped her legs around his waist to fuck herself on his throbbing cock at her own pace, to make a toy of him just as she was for him, but both Suvir and Caelic were entirely invested in one another despite the gap. Fosi wondered whether she'd seemed so cute when she lost her own virginity as a woman, if she'd looked so floaty and misty, so tender and ripe; seeing Suvir within this gaussian beauty, it seemed impossible.

Suvir was soon bouncing with the force of Caelic's cock, his knot ramming into her lips with each stroke as if he meant to force it in at the last moment when the both of them were too drunk with pleasure to stop themselves and orgasm dragged them past their limits in the pursuit of ever more ecstasy. Her gasps and moans flowed freely, the restraint of fear forgotten. "Ah, ah~ I-I can't, it's so, ahn~" she mewled.

Caelic rumbled from deep within his chest, leaned in to capture Suvir's pretty neck in his jaws as if to forbid her escape as his thrusts quickened. He pounded her relentlessly now, his cock slick and squishing with her juices into a filmy mess as he stirred her insides. Beneath him, Suvir's legs tensed, toes curling and uncurling in the sheets.

It all came at once. Suvir squealed as she convulsed, her eyes rolled into the back of her head and Caelic thrust forward brutally to ram his knot in and lock them together while emptying his nuts against her womb. Fosi lunged into the mess of tangled limbs and sweat to lock her fist around the knot and stop that, feeling every pulse of hot cum pass under her fingertips in their way to Suvir's quivering pussy. Whiteness streamed from Suvir, too tight to hold everything within herself, already dyed in Caelic's color inside and out.

He released her throat and slowly took his cock out before sitting to the side and letting Fosi tend to the Princess' post-orgasmic state. She petted Suvir's belly and whispered support until Suvir had returned to her senses minutes later.

"Oww..." she said after trying and failing to sit up.

Fosi pulled her up so she wouldn't have to put any strength in her belly or her hips. "Yeah, it will feel like that for a while. I thought it would be better it you didn't know. But you did wonderfully, isn't that right, Caelic?"

The wolfman didn't seem to know what to do with himself. Sex as a demon, man and woman, didn't tend to involve this much talking. Even though Fosi considered him a gentleman, given his race, he'd certainly been involved in the same rapist games that the others did, that Avlakoi had. She deliberately ignored this.

"Wonderful..." Caelic started searching for the words. "To be with the woman I... and that you... Lady Suvir, you do understand, don't you?"

Suvir nodded enthusiastically and threw her arms around his furry shoulders despite the weakness of her muscles. "I'm sorry it wasn't you..." she said softly while he wrapped a steadying arm around her.

What are they talking about now? Well, if they're happy, no matter. I should head out and let them share the afterglow without me on the sidelines. Fosi came off the bed and rang a nearby bell for Merrili to come in and take her away.

What was that look in Suvir's eyes as Fosi crossed the threshold? Not gratitude, but something close by.

"My lady," Merrili said once they were in the hall. "You said that you should be made aware as soon as the court mage was back in attendance. She is waiting in your father's study."

About damn time! I ought to give that cunt a piece of my mind, leaving me as a woman for weeks on end! "Thank you, I'll speak with her alone."