Taming Onoskelis 03

"I've figured out who you are." She said, eyes following an elf woman running with a dog. We were in the park, sitting together on a bench. Lily had chosen to use an elf as her public face, and as she studied the woman with the dog, minor details were corrected. She fiddled with the hem of her skirt, clearly still feeling awkward in clothing. "The first time we spoke, you felt familiar. But your name didn't match any I'd encountered. I was quite sure of that. It was confusing... but you're Samael. Did you allow yourself to be born into the world as a human? You must have, else your angelic name would not be obscured from my sight."

I was surprised she'd figured it out on her own, but not at all displeased. Though everyone else in the park continued to see a human man, the hand that grabbed her shoulder and pulled her closer to lean against me was scaled, and the wing that folded around her was large and black feathered. Answering verbally didn't seem to be necessary.

She snuggled into me, sighing softly. "I should have taken you up on your offer. But being declared unfit for Adam, and thinking you were just... that it was because you felt sorry for me, and..."

I touched her lips to quiet her, gentle despite the talons that tipped my fingers. "You've never been far from my mind, Lily. Azazel has been watching over you for me, and sending regular reports."

She blinked emerald eyes at me, clearly trying to process that monumental revelation. "Azazel works for you? Then he's not truly fallen?" I watched the gears move behind her eyes, as she remembered countless times Azazel had adjusted situations to make life easier for her, to make life easier for others too. Words and small gestures that now took on new meaning in her memories.

"What am I becoming, my angelic husband?~" The teasing note was back in her voice, shifting topics to allow herself to process the major shift in her worldview. But she had certainly changed a great deal. It had been over a year since her last bout of demonic temper. She took joy in life, and only sometimes relapsed into an exploitative mindset. Even if she wasn't yet whole, she was certainly no longer a demon.

"A nymph~" I said, kissing her forehead. "A spirit of natural lust, and of the beauty found in nature. You could say that you have come to represent the lighter side of nature. For some, you are all there is of nature." I touched her belly, still barely showing the pregnancy, even after a year and a half. But pregnant by an angel, her pregnancy would last seven years. Softly, in her ear, I whispered "I have always loved you, Lilith~ Even when you were Onoskelis~"

She shuddered against me. She hugged me tightly, biting my neck. Her teeth gripped the skin but did not break it. Though it had started as an attempt to bait punishment, it was now her way of expressing emotions too strong for words.

We walked home, hand in hand. She smiled and waved at most we passed. Most returned the wave, some bidding Lily a good afternoon. A year ago, any attention from them other than the explicitly sexual would have bored her. Now, I watched her take great pleasure in being seen as my wife; appreciated for her beauty and grace.

Front door closed, she quickly shed her clothes, body shifting as she visibly relaxed. This week, she was a dragoness; with golden scales covering most of her body. But she was a dragoness made for bedchambers not battlefields--her scales were mostly as soft and flexible as skin. The soft scales of her hand met my own harder scales. She begged me with golden eyes, and huffed out a puff of smoke. I didn't have to guess what she wanted~

But before we started, I had her kneel in front of the full length mirror. It had been a big day, the first time she had been able to see her reflection; now though, it was for a different purpose. "Masturbate a bit, then taste your nectar~" I ordered.

It was a lovely sight; she stared intently at herself, the exhibitionist becoming her own audience. But I saw her eyes light up with surprise as she tasted herself. I had not informed her that, recently, her fluids had lost their profane nature, and had in fact become the nectar of most women--free of urine, mucus, or other such liquids. I stepped into view behind her, resting my left hand on her head as she looked at my own naked figure, fully revealed to her for the first time. Then I opened my right hand, watching her eyes widen then narrow in eagerness. "Master~" she purred, touching herself as she stared hungrily at the little golden beads. They were pure gold, purer than any mortal could have managed. She was presently a dragon, and craved gold almost as much as sex.

I laid her across my lap, left hand holding her wrists behind her back. "Hold still, mighty dragon~" I teased, forcing the first bead into her ass, chuckling as she spasmed in a mini orgasm. She had another mini orgasm with each bead, and the temperature of her skin rose as well. By the time the twenty-third and final bead was in, she was actually drooling on the floor, her body shaking uncontrollably~

I let go of her hands, and said "Ride me~". She wasted no time, hands on my shoulders, glowing eyes locked on mine as she impaled herself, hissing a little tongue of flame as our hips met. "By the time an hour has passed, the gold will have fully absorbed into your system~" I told her as she started to move. "Gold enhances your own natural magic, and you craved it even before taking this shape~ Now, your very essence will be plated in gold~ Soft, malleable, and precious beyond measure~"

She came from my words, but kept going~