Chapter 12
IVORY
Days had lapsed since my father’s death and I still had no urge to mourn. Although, I had another thing to adapt to. After she’d fucked me in the bathroom, I felt Luna everywhere. Her moods. When she loved on me it was doubly intense as her pleasure and mine combined. I could even sense when she was near. There was nothing she could hide from me, not that she had before.
I was naked in our bed, a pillow hugged under my head as I laid on my belly staring out the open double doors to see her reaching into the heavy pot. Her work wouldn’t cease until she took care of what she needed to feed her. I hadn’t understood how much her existence and health were tied to the nightmare she created. She wasn’t simply being cruel, it was what she was created for. That had been her only purpose until me.
A pile of glittering shards rested on her palm, her lips pursed and she blew across them. The alarms blared in the distance signaling curfew, but the humans were foolish to think that would save them. All that was needed was the tiniest opening, a cracked window. A door pushed open at just the right moment. Someone running late getting home from work.
I assumed before I’d watched her that she would stay on the balcony to watch the havoc she caused, but, no, once she finished she returned inside. Unlike before when she’d head down to the club, Luna came to join me in bed. I smiled as she entered, keeping the doors open for the cooler breeze blowing the curtain out.
“Princess,” she whispered as she leaned over, her fists pushing into the thick covers, and crawled up the bed until pressed flush to me.
Her skin was hot against mine. She kissed my shoulder as her leg slipped along my inner leg. Her lean muscled thigh rubbed against my exposed, plump pussy. Her cock notched along my crease.
“I thought you’d be asleep. I rode my greedy princess hard today.”
If I thought she’d desired me before, it didn’t compare before our mating. Neither of us knew what triggered it: acceptance on both our sides; the love we felt for each other? I’d had to tell her no earlier because I was just too sore from the sudden change of her locking inside me.
“You weren’t in bed with me. What happens now, Mistress?”
“We live a long life. I’m still adjusting to the fact I was granted a mate. I’ve caused so much harm in my almost two centuries of existence. Never thought me agreeing to another offering would end with you.”
“Are you happy with that?” I asked as I struggled to turn over, muscles aching that never got any use until her.
“Very. But it also makes me vulnerable. You’re a weakness. A weapon that could be used against me.”
“You’ll destroy anyone who gets between us.” I grinned as she growled when she hovered above me. Her breath a warm caress, and then her fingers rubbed my rounded cheek.
“There have never been truer words. My cruelty will know no bounds when it comes to threats to you.”
“What happens when your line dies out?” I asked, unsure if she wanted to answer.
“I’ll find someone to take over.” She shrugged one shoulder. “My mother grew tired of this life, one day there and the next she was gone, leaving me to take care of everything.”
“Do you know where she is?”
“No, just like she didn’t know where her mother or grandmother went, and all the way back. As if mentioned, we’re not a species known for our motherly love. I was just created to be her replacement. She taught me the power of my gifts and that was it.”
I looped my arms around her neck, traced the spikes of her spine with my fingertips, and felt her arch. I’d thought the protrusions were sensitive, I’d learned they were when I’d come up behind her one night to press kisses to either side of her spine and the darker gray skin.
“That seems so sad. I barely remember my mother. Father had never told me what happened to her. I wanted to know, as I grew older I thought it was because I wanted closure. I do remember she at least cared for me. She would play with me. Read me stories. She’d braid my hair. The only thing I have to remind me of her is that single picture.”
“I could ask around, take you to the Seer nearby for answers to your questions.”
“I don’t know if I want to know.” I stretched up to kiss her pointed chin. Her rough hand curved under my right breasts, cradling it to stroke over my nipple. The peak bending under the slight pressure.
“If you ever change your mind, all you have to do is ask. If it’s within my power to give it’s yours.”
“You really weren’t this way with women before?”
She shook her head. “I knew I was Queer early, I never had interest in men… I barely tolerated their existence. My mother raised me to pity them for their weakness. As I grew older. Gailie would bring me cruel women, ones with almost as many sins as mine to break in order to feed myself. Innocence never interested me. Too spoiled and sheltered. And then you arrived.” She lowered her head to place a suckling kiss to the inner curve of my breast.
“I wasn’t spoiled.”
“No, and that’s what shocked me. The last one they sent my way, she was… a nuisance. Lies dripped from her lips. She simpered and tried to be seductive. Unlike you. You told me the truth, that you were simply sent to me as a distraction. And then you selflessly submitted to save hundreds of thousands of people who you didn’t know.”
“I thought you’d be turned off by me, the way I looked.”
“No, you were alluring to my every sense. The way your body gives for me. Your thighs parting to welcome me. I was concerned about your acceptance of me being Trans. I could shift to make my form more pleasing, make my breasts larger, conceal my cock, but in the end I didn’t feel like me. Mimicking humanity is distasteful and exhausting, forcing me to feed more often.”
“I like you the way you are. You like mine.”
“I love yours.”
She urged me to turn on my side until her forehead rested on mine. Luna cuddled me so close as if any distance between us was unacceptable. Her presence in my head made it impossible for her to falsely flatter me. Every word she spoke of how my form pleased her came through clearly. Even when she remained soft, I could feel her desire for me.
I wonder what would’ve happened if I never met her. Would I still be locked in that tower with a cold maid for comfort? A father who only visited to drop off presents to keep me complacent. I couldn’t imagine that life since I’d become Luna’s.
“Why are you feeling… sad?”
I shook my head as she had to search for the word. “Nothing important. What would’ve happened if I didn’t find my way here? I should’ve thanked my father for sacrificing me.”
“Wasn’t much of a sacrifice, you got me out of it.”
“Arrogant demons.”
“It’s a quirk in our personalities. We’re taught early that we’re superior.”
“Of course, you are.”
“You love that about me. If I hadn’t been arrogant, and demanded you strip down for me you’d have spent a boring life in your little tower.”
“True,” I admitted with a sigh, and draped my arm over her side, cuddling closer to tuck my head under her chin.
Since she laid in bed with me, her warmth soothed me and I grew tired. I’d never been so relaxed with anyone in my life like Luna. I knew how dangerous she was. The pain she could cause without guilt. She saw her cruelty as her purpose, but not with me.
I was special. She made sure I knew that. There was no need for me to change. No need to conform to be acceptable. I wouldn’t demand that of her either. I wanted to be hers. According to her, we had a long life together. Our fates were perfectly entwined. Created to complement each other. I softened her edges and she made me stronger, I was no longer fearful of what the future held. There were no lengths she wouldn’t go to for me.
That meant I had to give her the same care and respect. When she needed me, I’d soothe her. Make sure she knew she was loved and pampered, as much as she’d allow. Her purpose was bringing a city to its knees every night, but I became her focus. My happiness was her new goal.
Sighing loudly, I snuggled until there wasn’t any way to get closer. She chuckled softly as she drew her curled fingers along my spine until my eyes grew heavier, and I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.