1. The Sixth Prince - Part 6


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Alien, Erotica, Male/Teen Female, Monster, Pregnant, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Wife, Written by women, Author: linky_fangs, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    rich fragrance of the forest engulfed her, relaxing her like the comforting touch of a mother. Now, she truly appreciated his suggestion to escape from the confines of his quarters. After several twists and turns, they arrived at a small clearing with a pile of large rocks near the center, surrounded by ferns and shrubs of many different hues. Jasmine squatted down to inspect a massive tattered plant, leaving her demon to climb up onto a rock. “How do they survive if there is no sun?” She asked aloud, glancing over her shoulder at him. Izial sat in a meditation pose atop one of the larger rocks. “Heat is a form of light, known to your people as infrared light. They feed from the heat of the magma below.” She extended her hand to touch one of the leaves, but recoiled in surprise when it shot into the ground, vanishing from sight. Keeping a suspicious eye on the plant, she slowly wandered over to the prince, sitting beside him. There was no use beating around the bush. “Am I going to die?” She already knew the answer. Izial wasn’t ready to admit her fate. He had promised to protect her until his last breath; there was no way he would break his word, especially now that he loved her. His words were no longer deceitful or manipulative, for he knew there was no longer a purpose in lying to her. If she was going to die, at least she would know the truth. “I am not certain.” He looked upward in deep thought, letting the light breeze tousle his hair. “Fate can be tricky. It does ...
    not always take the expected path.” Jasmine shifted her position awkwardly, trying to settle her thoughts and wrap her mind around the events that her eyes and ears were now open to. Strangely, she found comfort in his words. But, whether she liked it or not, she was the center of the chaos; playing Russian roulette with fate herself, simply waiting for the moment when the trigger is pulled. The human girl gently slid a hand over top of her womb, pondering the innocence that would inevitably kill her. Oddly enough, she didn’t feel frightened. She would have assumed she would be mad, but instead, she felt rather protective of this small, feeble baby. Would it be worth dying for? Softly, deep inside her, she felt pleasantly warm. Slowly, that warmth grew, spreading down between her legs. As her breathing began to speed up in excitement, she crossed her legs and closed her eyes, trying to push the sporadic sensation away. Beside her, Izial slid closer and placed a gentle hand on her thigh. She moaned out loud from the sensation, unable to contain her now urgent craving to be with him, two bodies as one. Part of her questioned why it was all happening so rapidly, but her accelerating lust drowned out any other thoughts. Looking up at Izial, she saw his breath had become ragged and his bright jade eyes were alive with primal hunger; she could feel her sudden passion mirrored inside him as well. Running his hand up under her dress, he felt her lean against him and pulled her even ...
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