Prince Aragorn (Part 4)

❤️ Prince Aragorn (Part 4) ❤️

"What!?" Raziah's eyes were as wide as a socket.

"Our beloved King sent us to you. We are here to teach you how to pleasure yourself for him." One of the demon ladies replied to her.

"You must be out of your mind," Raziah said in anger. "I can pleasure myself, thank you so leave before I kill you." she threatened.

The three ladies smiled. "Raziah, right? we are here to teach you how to pleasure yourself as instructed by Dark himself." the middle lady told her. "You are going to watch how we touch our bodies and learn so that you can please our King."

"One step close to me and you will see the stuff that I am made off."

"He told us you might refuse and gave us permission to force you."

"Well, he didn't tell you how hell of a fighter I am." Raziah told them, her fingers clenched tightly.

"Well, think twice before attacking us. We are not just any ordinary demons." They told her in unison.

"Try me." Raziah gritted out.

The one at the middle motion with her head at the one by her right hand side. She disappeared and reappeared behind Raziah and placed a finger on Raziah's neck.

It took Raziah by surprise as she felt weak and her bones couldn't carry her weight. She saw herself falling down but was caught by the lady who had done this to her. She felt her body being carried and placed on her bed. It was at that moment she noticed the duvet had been replaced. How and when did that happen?

"We don't want to fight you Raziah," they said in unison, bringing Raziah out of her thoughts. Removing their clothes and Raziah own. "You will learn how to pleasure yourself and your master once we are done."

To Raziah's shock, she couldn't control her hands as they began doing what the three ladies were doing.

***

Dark Castle:

"You haven't said the reason why you needed the Fleur and where you sent them to." Amaya said. "You won't be going back, right?"

"I sent the Fleur to Raziah so that they can teach her how to pleasure herself. How can a girl of that age not know how to touch her own body? When fu¢king her, she didn't even moan, can you believe that."

"So you will be going back?"

"Yes, I only came here to fetch the Fleur and go somewhere else."

"Let me come with you."

"I need to go alone, Amaya. Look after the castle until I am back."

"You don't need to tell me that twice, I will look after it like my life depends on it."

"Don't stress yourself for my sake Amaya," Dark said, his eyebrows squeezed a little. "How are my armies?"

"They are getting better in their training." Amaya answered. "But why are you creating them?"

"One just needs to be careful. I have a lot of enemies." Dark replied to her and immediately his black mist covered his body and he was gone.

Amaya took a deep breath and went back to her room.

***

River of Darkness: A Visit To Hell:

Black mist was seen close to the bank of the river and once it cleared Dark stood in its place.

Black thick veins began to appear on his face, his two horns sprouting out from his forehead, longer than anything seen. His fingers began black and his fingernails grew longer and sharper. Walking inside the river, he began to sink and soon enough, he wasn't seen again.

Landing on his feet on the liquid-hot, charred orange ooze, the river of darkness was above him. The lava he was standing on wasn't burning his skin. He didn't move, he just stood there and waited. The Demon's around there, guarding the lava, all went down to their knees. No one spoke a word.

Soon enough one of the Princes of hell, Asmodeus; god of lust, came out of the lava. He was the third Prince of hell. The top of his head was in a skeleton form with two large horns in the shape of 'W'. One his hands were skulls and arrows. His teeth sprouted out and long which made Dark sometimes wonder how he could talk so perfectly without hurting his mouth.

"You decided to pay me a visit, son." Asmodeus said.

Dark was grateful that he didn't get any of his father's looks. He knew who his father was. One look at his dear dead mother's eyes had revealed everything to him. Asmodeus was the 'god of lust' but he didn't come here to ask him for help, instead he came for a totally different thing.

Calling him 'Son' has always angered him but he will pretend he didn't hear that.

"Asmodeus, I met a female werewolf and her blood drives me crazy, what could be the cause?"

"First of all, I have no hand in this."

"I know, your powers can't make me lust over her blood. I would have known."

"When did you meet her?"

"When she was little, I never knew it would become serious after she had grown."

"Well," Asmodeus muse as he clicks his fingers together as he looks deeply in thought. "I might have an idea on why her blood drives you crazy but I am not too sure. Ask Mammon, he knows a lot of things he will have an answer to your question son." he told Dark.

"So in other words, you don't know?"

"I never said I don't know, but ask Mammon, son."

"Don't call me that, Asmodeus . I will visit Mammon when I can."

Visiting the second Prince of hell who dwells in the middle of the river of Darkness won't be that easy. That is why he is planning to overthrow his five father's and become the King of hell.

"Goodbye Asmodeus." he said and was gone.

He walked out of the river. It was already dusk. Time differs from Hell and here.

Mammon visits will have to wait, he needed to see what the Fleur had taught her. For some reason, he couldn't wait to see Raziah.