A Demon

“What pitiful assembly is this? You call me forth to this plain and I come, expecting to find someone worthy and all I find are you?!” the girls in the room huddled together around Tiffany and even Jane was no longer sitting on her chair in the corner. If it had been anyone but Tiffany to hold this party she would have expected this to be some kind of prank. But Tiffany lacked the imagination or brain to pull something like that of. Which meant this was real!

The large, dark-skinned creature standing in the middle of the room was real. He was easily seven feet tall and had shoulders that two men put together would have a hard time to compete against. His arms looked like they were moulded from iron. Light shone onto him from behind him, making it possible to see him at all. Light from a fire. But there was no fireplace in Tiffany's flat.

The creature stood on two long and heavy muscled legs, his hips were covered in something akin to a loin cloth. Long black hair surrounded his surprisingly handsome face. Inhuman, yes, but handsome nonetheless. A cruel smile spread on his thin lips as he took in the sight before him. His dark eyes seemed to bore into each of the girls. He took a deep breath and his cruel smile grew into a grimace.

“What is this? I've been summoned into a whorehouse? Who is the one that dared call me forth?” Friendship only lasts so long, especially the superficial ones. Without hesitation Tiffany's friends turned on her and pointed her out as the one in charge.

The creature took a step forward and Jane was surprised that the building didn't shake underneath his movement. He lifted Tiffany by the waist and lifted her to his face. When he smelled her a growl escaped his throat.

“A common whore. Such an inferior life-form dares to call upon me? You will all pay for this iniquity! I shall destroy....” His head spun around and his dark eyes rested on Jane who tried to take a step back but was stopped by the wall in her back. The creature closed his eyes and sniffed the air like a dog might do. When he released his breath he flexed his shoulders and a pair of leathery wings became visible from behind his back. The girl next to Jane fainted at the sight and lay motionless on the floor.

The creature tossed Tiffany aside carelessly and reached for Jane, dragging her in front of him. His face moved close to hers and she stood shocked while he sniffed every centimetre of her body. Only when his nose made contact with her crotch did she finally move and jumped back. But the creature pulled her back and pressed his nose once more between her legs.

“So fresh and innocent...” the creature said, his voice not as loud as before, almost as though he was thinking aloud but still loud enough for all to hear.

“Untouched among all these whores.”

“You're really still a virgin?!” It seemed Missy hadn't really understood yet, in what a situation they were.

The creatures head rose above Jane's, his hands still held her shoulders, so she couldn't escape.

“I will spare you whores. But I will take this one with me.”

“You will NOT take me with you!” Jane had finally regained her voice and tried to free herself from the creature's grasp.

“Jane, don't anger the gentleman. If he wants you you should really go with him. Seeing as you haven't been able to find a human man who likes you...” Oh yes, her brother had a really lousy taste in women.

“You will come with me or you will all die.” The creature told her matter of factly.

“I will die anyway. It's not like I care any for either of those.” Jane waved a dismissing hand towards Tiffany and her friends who all took a frightened step back. The creature smiled at Jane's words and pulled her closer to him, causing Jane to stumble. She only managed to gain her footing by steadying herself on his stomach. His very muscular stomach. Hard stomach. The creature's throat escaped a sound that wasn't quite a groan but sounded almost like a purr and Jane pulled her hands away, shocked at herself when she found that she had been stroking the beasts body.

“You will not die little one. You will be mine. No one will hurt you.”

“Your what?” Jane found herself whispering while her eyes had found that his loin cloth had moved slightly – or rather, what was underneath had moved.

“My mate of course.” Jane's head shot up and behind her she could hear some of the girls whimper fearfully.

“You will receive my seed and birth my young.” A noise from behind told Jane that another girl had just lost consciousness and had fallen to the ground at this matter-of-fact statement.

“I... I shall WHAT?” She tried once more to take a step back but the beast only tightened his grip on her.

“You will be my mate or you will die here with these whores. I don't like the idea of killing you, little one.” 'Well, I'm not entirely sure I like the idea of fucking this thing more than dying.' Jane thought numbly. Her eyes returned to stare straight forward, right at his hard chest that was three times as wide as she was herself.

“Will you be mine?”