The Demon Lord's Lover
Chapter 23

Dante’s hand lingers at his pant waist, and he is still shirtless. Something about him wearing clothes didn’t sit right with me. “Naila, go get ready.” He snaps me out of my trance, looking at me, his eyes darkened. I slowly make my way to the shower and get ready. While I am in the shower, a naughty thought occurred. I want to tease him.

“Dante! Can you come here for a moment?” He enters the bathroom, now wearing a shirt that isn’t buttoned up yet. “What is it?” I open the door and start washing before him, lathering my body slowly while the water washes it down.

“Do you have any idea what you are doing right now? You are treading on dangerous ground, babe.” His voice strained, but his eyes are locked on me, taking in my every movement. I turn and rinse off, then shut the water. Slowly stepping out and grabbing the towel, I dry myself.

I can see his erection straining against his pants; I rub lotion all over my body, slowly making sure to bend over in front of him to get my legs. He groans, unzipping his pants, and grabs his cock. “What is your plan here? You want me to fuck you, or are you teasing me?” I turned innocently.

“What are you talking about? I called you in here to ask you to put some lotion on my back.” Casually, I hand him the bottle of lotion. Dante takes it then turns me, so my back is facing him, placing me in front of the sink. He slowly rubs the cream on my back and my ass using both hands skillfully.

Dante smirks at me in the mirror, bending me forward slightly, and before I can say anything, his cock slides right inside of me. I gasp as he thrusts hard, holding me at my waist with one hand, and he uses the other to play with my tail.

“Fuck, you’re so wet; I love it.” He thrusts deeper and harder; moving his hand from my tail to my clit, he rubs it in a circular motion. I moan louder, rocking back against him as he thrusts. It doesn’t take long for me to come hard. Dante then pulls out turns me to face him. “Kneel, baby.” I do as I am told, and he slips his dick in my mouth; I suck on him, tasting my juices causes me to moan.

He grips my hair and thrust a few times before he came into my mouth, and I drink it all up. “Naila, you are very naughty today. I almost want to punish you for teasing me and thinking you could get away with it.” I stand up, lick my lips and look at him. “Well, what is stopping you?”

He steps back, weighing his options on whether to or not. “We have to get you back to your normal form, baby. Your magic power is too high, and someone will notice. I already have a barrier around the castle so only the people in it can feel it, but some people can’t handle it.” I nod, walking out of the bathroom to get ready. “Do I have to wear dresses?” Dante nodded. “Doesn’t always have to be something extra fancy, but as long as it doesn’t make me look like a bad Demon Lord. Here try this one.”

He hands me a lace front knee-length red dress. His eyes darkened as he watched me put this on. “You like me in lacy things, huh?” I turn my back for him to zip the dress, but he kisses my back; instead, I felt a strange wave of energy go through me. “Oh, I am back.” He pulls the dress down a bit and bit me on my shoulder. He does whatever he wants, huh? I gasp out as he bites down harder and drinks from me. Dante has his arms wrapped around me.

A few minutes later, he finally stops. “Today, we are gonna get this curse reversed no matter what.” Dante zips my dress and looks at me. “They are here.” As he said that there was a knock on the door, Dante adjusted his pants and buttoned his shirt before opening the door, and in came Adria and Leo.

“Hope we weren’t interrupting anything.” Leo looks back and forth between the two of us. Adria goes to the office, and we all follow her. “I figured out how to reverse the curse. We would have to drain her of the blood that she has currently inside of her, up until she is almost dead, then stop.”

My face pales. “Isn’t that dangerous? What if I die?” Adria shakes her head. “You won’t. Dante is going to be the one to do it; he is the only one you can feel if you start to die.” I look over at Dante, and his face is emotionless. “Okay, how soon can we do this?” Adria gets up. “We can start now, but she would have to be awake until she loses consciousness.”

For the next few hours, we are preparing for the reversal of Draco’s curse. “Dante, it might be better for you both to be in as little clothes as possible.” Dante nodded, but then I chimed in. “It’s just going to be the two of us, right?” Adria nodded, Leo who has been unusually quiet, spoke up.

“If that is all, I will take my leave, not too fond of naked guys.” I laugh. Dante scowls. “You both can leave. I will take it from here.” They bow and exit the room; Dante locks the door and puts a barrier on it. He then strips naked. “She said as little clothes, not none at all.” He looks at me and sits on the bed. “Having none is the least amount of clothes.” I sigh and get undressed. “Leave the panties on.”

Didn’t you say none is the least? I head to the bed and lay down. Dante kisses me. “It’s okay. I won’t hurt you.” He then unclasps the choker, and his expression drops as he sees my neck. “I have to get this out of you. It is beginning to spread.” He leaned in, “Wait, you’re gonna drink all my blood?” He nodded.

“That’s why I didn’t eat anything.” I shake my head worried. “What if it spreads to you?” He rubs his chin. “I thought about that, but my only concern is getting rid of this curse.” I was about to ask something else, but Dante kissed me, and I instinctively wrapped my arms around him, kissing him back. He then kisses my cheek and pauses at my neck.

“This might hurt. I’m sorry.” He bit down on my neck, and all I felt was pain at first; he held my hand and bit down harder, then began to drink. I can feel the tears stream down my face; I remained silent as I was sure this wasn’t easy for him to have to do. After what seemed like a long time, I finally started losing consciousness; Dante still held my hand.

I had a scary dream. It felt so real. My hands were bloody. They were so bloody. I looked around, and there were dead bodies everywhere. I walked inside a house, and there I saw a white-haired woman cowering in their corner. “Don’t be afraid I am not going to hurt you; I have come to save you from the person that wanted you dead. I tried to save your mate, but he bled out. I couldn’t replace his head.” I was lying, but she seemed to believe me. Why did I lie to her? The lady turned around, her eyes red from crying.

“T-thank you so much. My name is Celine. What is your name?” From the moment I saw this woman, I hated her. I wanted to kill her right then, and there I wanted to rip her eyes out for what she did to my sister. Sister? I put on my best sincere smile, holding my hand out. I want to rip her heart out and feed it to her. Fuck. “My name is Dante Cane; nice to meet you.” Kill! Kill! Kill!

I jumped out of my sleep in a cold sweat. “Kill!” I looked around. I was in the castle; I felt someone stir next to me. “Naila, who do you want me to kill?” Where was I? Was that Dantes dream or memory? I felt so angry, so much rage and bloodlust. My hands began to shake. I held them up and looked at them. There was so much blood; I wanted to kill her. She did that to Adria. I felt his rage for her towards Celine. How did he hold all that rage inside? I would have killed her on the spot.

“There was so many bodies, so much blood, my hands or your hands had so much blood. The rage felt so real, that bloodlust that needs to kill, kill.” Dante held my hands and stared at me as if he had seen a ghost. “Fuck, you have it too?” I breathe in, “Have what?” His face is pained. “Your mother’s power, something I would never want you to have.”