Dark Ending For Dark Retelling

This is an alternate ending to the Dark Retelling story of Nyfain, the Dragon Prince. It has a bad but delicious ending. This world is not my own and I do not own it. Good reading.

One day, after about 2 years after the subjugation of his country by the demons, Nyfain fell asleep right after getting out of his suite. It took him almost a minute to fully wake up, then another to realize someone must have drugged him or spelled him somehow. He looked outside, to realize the sun had gone down while he slept. What he couldn't decipher was the motive. Why would someone in his castle put him to sleep, they were all victims of the curse.

He was strangely alone in the corridor just before his rooms, and he could hear the party was just starting, though there was something in some of the voices. He got up and sneaked back in his quarter to tell his manservant that he would go down to check on what happened and why before going to his patrol. Marcus had started hiding in his room to remain out of reach of the demons that were ruining their country. Marcus was there all right, but so was two demons, a female and a male. His servant was bucknacked, and he was on his feet in the window, his front facing the two demons, his eyes were clouded by sexual need, his member very engorged. The male demon was holding a knife and each time he would slice the shifter, Marcus would moan in pleasure, a pleading sound for more. That is when the woman spoke

"The only way for you to come is to die, but that is earned..."

"Please, please, kill me, I... need, ah!"

Clearly, all their precautions had been useless, in the end, they got his man and inside his rooms. The female turned around, and he was glad he could see her true nature, and had enough strength to remain immune to their powers.

"Ah, the princeling awakens. Look how we took good care of your servant while you were dreaming. I wonder, what would you think if we made him come, he wants it soo much"

Dread filled him, Marcus had been more of a father to him then his own ever was. She must have heard about it, because her smile was sharklike, and aroused, as she delivered that shit through her mouth.

"But I can also promise him safety outside this kingdom and immunity to any sex demon for as long as you live prince. In exchange, you will accept to be vulnerable to my magic."

Because she wanted him to waive his immunity didn't mean he wouldn't keep his strong will, just that his powers wouldn't prevent her magic from affecting him. But it could also be a trap.

"Just yours?"

He was 20, lost and desperate. He was gaining the insight he would never be enough alone to stop them, but if Marcus could get help somehow... It was worth the risk.

"Fine, but your magic only"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the contract struck and he could see her shifting, becoming the most arousing woman he had ever seen, so sexy...

"Your highness!!!! No, no no....I'm sorry!!!!"

His servant was talking to him, it was important, there was something really really important he needed to remember, vitally important, but the need rushing through him made thinking hard, as hard as his shaft at that moment... He was the most aroused he's ever been, he could understand now why his people couldn't stay away.

He needed to concentrate, resist, he had to resist. For a second he couldn't remember why, but the voice of his servant, his friend, thought coming from very far had his brain remember before it was too late. She was almost touching him, and despite his body swaying toward her, he managed a shuffle backward, though even that was almost his undoing because he could feel his pants brush his very sensitive flesh bringing a moan out of him. But he couldn't give in or everyone else would also be lost. He blinked and tried to imagine gross stuff while keeping his eyes open to avoid her, but he could barely form an image before she invaded them and he had to resist again and again. He concentrated as much as he could, but her smile broke through each time. It was just that sexy. This time when she moved, he couldn't fully evade, too distracted by her power. Though she didn't try to grab him like he thought she would. She used his distraction to massage his shaft with a masterful stroke that left his knee so weak he barely managed to walk back. It was just that his fogged brain couldn't fight completely against his body's lust, each second more and more of his brain was seduced by the succubus. She wet her lips and he groaned, he could almost feel her mouth on his cock, feel her lips sucking on him and his knees betrayed him again, but this time.there was no wall to save him.

He hit the wall and tried to use it to move in another direction, but that put pression and moved his shirt at the same time, which stroked his back scales. Those scales were a secret of his kind, when in human form they retain scales where their wings should be and those were even more erogenous than their sex. The pleasure was instant, blanketing his mind, and made his hips rushing forward independently of his crumbling will. His hand ached to just pump himself, and just moving to get up made it impossibly good. He barely realised the demoness was next to him only when she licked his ear and whispered to him.

"That's it, give in, and you will be rewarded with pleasure better then anything you can imagine or find elsewhere"

God that sounded

so

good, good enough not to resist soon enough when her tail slowly slipped inside his pants, but he did manage to move away from the wall, to stumble on one knee. Such as it was, it didn't prevent her from slipping her tail inside his hole. Fighting himself not to thrust against her delicious tail, he didn't see her before she started to take his shirt off. Slowly, using her hand to tantalize his muscles, having them tense in pleasure with a touch and then his tits, brushing them softly, exquisitely softly. Each caress felt better than the previous, but he managed to resist until her tail found his prostate and her hands found his scales. That had him thrusting against her tail hard, making his cock drip pre-cum on the floor while his knees gave out and he found himself a supplicant before her. A supplicant trembling with need, his eye level with her naked and moist sex.

She guided him while she walked backward toward the closest chair. Her caress a leach better than any material or magic she could have used. It was just so good he couldn't even remember he needed to resist, he wanted more, needed more.

"That is a position you will learn to love and crave."

Her voice was honey in his ear, a caress on his weeping sex. He felt her power tugging on him through his cock, making his eye roll back and his body almost collapsing, it felt so glorious. The last of his will crumbled when she widened her stance in the chair to show him her sex. He was so aroused that if she didn't have complete control on his desire he would have come just from the sight. When she started playing with herself while looking at him, he couldn't stop a whimper of need.

"Do you want to taste it?"

"Please!!!!"

He could think of nothing else at the moment he wanted more than to taste her, to finally know what she felt and tasted like in her most sacred flesh.

"Crawl to me"

So he crawled to her, let her guide his mouth to her nether lips and licked her, her taste exploding on his tongue, burned in his memory forever. That's when he discovered each caresse he gave her, he felt wet lips sucking him, sucking his overwhelmed will through his cock. Each lick he gave her, he got a sucking or a tongue bath on one of his balls or his shaft. He didn't know how long he pleasured her, each time she came he had a burst of pleasure better then any orgasm while still keeping him unfulfilled.

"Such a good male, very gifted."

Her voice became more arousing and mesmerizing each time she talked, it felt like caress on his mind. Stroking it, arousing it, making him fall deeper and deeper under her thrall.

"You're so close aren't you my darling?"

Gods yes! He wanted to come more than he ever did want anything in his life before, but she spanked his scales when he weakened and started to grind his cock on the ground, which just drove him crazy but also made him straighten out for her. The magical mouths were otherworldly good, having brought him to an almost frenzy, yet they were not enough. He needed more, he needed her. He whimpered in need, his iris blown by his pupils.

"You only have to submit to me" Her voice was all over his mind now, such pleasure in each sound she made. "Just open your soul to me, become mine" She stroked both scaled patches and his prostate as she spoke.

He came in big jets, his mind blank, his soul completely open and tamed. He never had such pleasure, a pleasure so divine he would never be able to forget it. His whole body shuddered, spasmed in pleasure, while she whispered in his mind and he smiled in bliss and trust, before closing his eyes feeling lighter than he ever had. Until morning...