Page 45 of Demonchild

For a moment, he forgot all about the book and her curious resistance to the poison. All he could think about was how badly he wanted to be inside her, to feel her wet cunt gripping his hard shaft as he fucked her and filled her with his seed.

The queen appeared to have a similar idea in mind. Even though the night air was warm, the tips of her nipples were as stiffas Beliath’s cock, and he could see a gleam of wetness down between her legs. As soon as she saw him, a big smile spread across her face.

She rushed into the middle of the ring and hugged him, pressing the side of her face against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her back and held her tightly.

Great hell, it felt so good to hold her like this, to know that she was safe in his arms.

“Did you miss me?” she asked.

“You know I did, angel.”

She laughed softly and rubbed herself against his upright shaft.

“I can tell,” she said, gently stroking his cock. “I’ve missed you too. I’ve missed having you inside me. Then again, Idohave you inside me, all the time.”

She leaned back and touched her belly, which was already bigger and rounder than the last time they had seen each other.

So were her breasts.

Her ripeness made Beliath ache with lust.

But there were other things that were more important than satisfying his carnal desires. He turned toward the altar and patted its smooth stone surface with the palm of his hand.

“Lie down,” he said. “I wish to inspect our child.”

Beliath waited until she was lying on her back on the altar, then he moved into position beside her and placed both of his hands atop her belly. It only took him a moment to sense that thesituation was much better than last time. There were no traces of poison inside her, and the baby was healthy and comfortable.

He let Malissa know this.

“Good,” she said, sitting up and hugging her knees to her chest. “I’ve been very careful. I’ve stopped taking the medicine the doctor of the castle was giving me, and I’ve been eating all my meals in the kitchen, so I can watch the cooks preparing it. Nothing goes into my body unless I know exactly where it’s been…”

She glanced down at Beliath’s throbbing erection.

“…Speaking of which, I trust you haven’t been putting that handsome prick of yours anywhere it doesn’t belong?”

“I would never dream of it, angel.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Her lips curved into a wicked little smirk.

“I’d better taste it, just to be sure.”

“Don’t you trust me?” Beliath teased. “I’m hurt.”

The little queen had turned over, and now she was on all fours atop the altar. She licked her lips and gave him a look that almost made him paint her face with his seed.

“It wasn’t my intention to hurt you,” she said. “I want to make you feel good. I guess I need to practice…”

She opened her mouth and lowered her face toward Beliath’s leaking tip, but he caught her by the hair and held her back.

The little queen gave him a quizzical look.

“Beliath? Is something wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong, angel. I will be more than happy to train that beautiful little mouth of yours in a moment. However, there is one thing I wish to do before I forget.”

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