Chapter 5

Grace strange bedfellows

Samson and I held each other's hands as we headed towards the kitchen not carrying who saw us. We sat next to each other giving goo goo eyes to each other. He bent over and captured my lips for a kiss when Dane and Mortas walked in together. Our mouths dropped open seeing them holding hands and the king giggling like a schoolgirl. I elbowed Samson and we chuckled softly. Mortas was walking oddly and I raised my brow. 

"Did you let Dane peg you Mortas," I grinned at Mortas and he chuckled happily. I shook my head at the pair. They were in that sickening love way, sweetness overload. The king wasn't being his normal asshole self. I squinted my eyes and frowned.

"Let him be, he's never been in love before and it's honestly," Samson paused as the pair started kissing romantically in front of us.

"Frightening, I believe is the correct term," I shuddered uncomfortably. Samson chuckled and pulled me up.

"Let's leave before we're forced to watch a gay porn performance," he smirked and led us out of the kitchen. We could hear loud moans and grunts all the way in the foyer. Samson pulled me to a couch and we leaned against each other.

"Why don't you have a tail or horns? " I asked him curiously. He laughed and winked at me.

"I have them in hell along with hooves," he says happily.

"Hooves, what are you a horse," I mumbled softly and he chuckled.

"Isn't it obvious," he laughed, grabbing his crotch. I rolled my eyes and laughed. The front door flew open and a young soldier yelled at Samson.

"There's an army approaching from the east, at least a hundred men, heavily armed sir," he uttered in a panic. I frowned and looked at Samson getting up. He turned and kissed me softly before heading out the door.

"Grace, go tell the king and Dane," he growled sadly and I rushed to the kitchen. I wasn't planning on seeing the king getting rammed and bit my cheek as I looked at his ass.

"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt but there's an army of a hundred coming this way from the east," I stated firmly and they both nodded and continued their whatever. I shook my head and went outside to see Samson on top of his black steed. He was so sexy. He rode next to me and smiled.

"Can I come and protect you," I mumbled softly and I pulled my sword out of my hand. His eyes widened and he looked at me curiously.

"You could do that the entire time you've been here," he questioned and I nodded. His eyes lightened up and he smiled brightly at me. I absorbed the sword back into my flesh.

"I love you Grace, stay here where I know you're safe," he said firmly and I grudgingly nodded my acceptance. I saw Dane approach on his horse and the troops lining up behind them. Mortas stood at my side watching Dane as I watched Samson ride off through the field.

"Will they be alright," I turned and questioned Mortas. He looked at me and nodded, putting his arm around my waist.

Grace three fucking weeks 

They've been gone for three weeks and not a word has been sent. I questioned Mortas if any of his troops had sent word and he shook his head with a frown. I was lonely, horny and fucking miserable. Mortas plopped down next to me experiencing the same melancholy. He looked at me and sighed.

"This sucks fucking ass," he growled menacingly and I nodded.

"Want to fuck," he mumbled softly at me and I laughed.

"No Mortas, I love Samson and will remain faithful," I snapped back, rubbing my legs together. He grinned and his tail waved in front of my face.

"You um, could use my tail to you know, then we wouldn't actually be doing the deed," he smirked and I watched as his tail curled in on itself and let out a breathy sigh. I looked at him chewing on my lip and shrugged. He grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs to his room. He took off his pants and I swallowed uncomfortably seeing his raging boner. I pulled mine off and laid down on his bed.

"Can I kiss you," he asked curiously and I closed my eyes and puckered my lips. He kissed me softly and I felt his tail poking at my entrance. When it slid inside we both moaned loudly. He laughed and started stroking himself as his tail moved itself in and out of my heat. I kissed him deeply and pushed him back. The tail was nice but I needed more. I pulled his hand away and impaled myself on his stiff cock. Instantly I felt full and my walls vibrated down his shaft. He started bucking up into my core and I bit his lip pulling against it. I pulled him against me as I laid back and he thrusted forcefully. I held him tightly and rode out the wave as I orgasmed brutally against him. I felt his release shoot deep inside and sighed at the relief he had just given me. I frowned angrily and looked at Mortas.

"You're an asshole, fucking temptress," I growled and crawled away from him. His laughter followed me out of his room and into mine. I slammed my door shut and rubbed my eyes. There was a knock at my door and it opened to Mortas standing there with his sated cock dangling between his legs.

"Honestly I didn't expect us to, well not for it to get out of hand but we both needed it badly, so thank you and please don't mention it to Dane," he says sincerely. I frowned looking at him, his release running down my leg.

"Don't tell Samson then, okay," I state and he nodded his head. I rolled my eyes and headed to my shower and I'm surprised when Mortas came into the shower with me.

"Really, can't use your own shower," I mumbled softly and he grinned.

"I am the king Grace and can shower wherever I like," he states firmly and smiles. I rolled my eyes again and handed him the soap. Why bother arguing with the king. I finished quickly and exited the shower and changed into a pair of Samson's sweats and t-shirt. I laid on my empty bed and scowled. I watched Mortas drying his hair and body.

"Come sleep in my bed with me. I miss having a warm body next to me," he admitted. I frowned, understanding completely and sat up and let him grab my hand.

I covered myself with the blanket and snuggled closer to him and his warmth. His arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me closer to spoon together.

"Is this how you sleep with Dane," I snickered and he told me to shut up.

I was sleeping soundly when I felt my pants getting pulled down.

"Really, Mortas," I growled angrily and turned over to face him. His lips smashed into mine and he rubbed his erection against my stomach. I pushed him away and growled low at him.

"No, bad king," I chuckled, making him laugh at me.

"You're already pregnant so please let me," he says sincerely. I frowned and realized that I am indeed pregnant, I hadn't gotten my monthly.

"Fuck," I mumble softly.

"I hope it's Samson's," I grinned slightly and Mortas growled.

"Doesn't matter if it is, I'll get my heir eventually," he mumbled.

"Oh stop you big gay baby, you honestly think you're going to knock up Dane," I mumble sarcastically and laughed. He scowled angrily at me.

"No, I'm not ignorant Grace," he pouted and rolled over. I put my hand on his shoulder and pushed him to his back.

"Why do you want or need an heir," I asked curiously. He rubbed his eyes and sighed.

"I just thought it would be nice," he shrugged.

"I really don't know about that, you walk around naked all the time and fuck wherever your urge comes, not a good environment to raise a child," I say sincerely. He glanced at me and smiled.

"Where then will you raise yours," he smirked and I sighed.

"I'll go back to the compound and raise it there," I said firmly and he shook his head.

"If it's mine it will be raised here with its mother," he grinned. I pursed my lips and looked away from him. I felt his arms around me pull me towards him and he kissed my cheek. I could feel his cock against my thigh. It was pulsating. I rubbed my leg against it and exhaled softly. Mortas rolled on top of me and with one thrust entered me completely. My mouth formed an O as he started to move. He stared into my eyes and smiled slightly as I gasped at his caresses. He kissed me softly and pressed the back of my neck to kiss more deeply. My walls tightened and I orgasmed hard. My walls quake down his shaft and his eyes widened and he coated my insides with his release. He kissed me again softly and his eyes were watering. I furrowed my brow as I watched. His forehead touched mine and he sniffled. 

"What in the fuck is going on with you," I asked softly. He rubbed his eyes and rolled off me. I sat up and watched the asshole king cry. I patted his back and looked down at him.

"Dane is back in hell permanently," he sobbed and I elbowed him.

"What about Samson," I asked, my voice cracking. He shook his head and I sighed.

"Your father can send him back, doofus," I mumbled and he nodded his head and wiped his eyes.

"Yes, of course he can, what am I thinking," he rambled.

"Apparently you're not thinking clearly, um, I'm going back to Samson's room and staying in his bed, there's too much touchy feeling going on in here, goodnight Mortas," I grinned, grabbed my clothes and left him in a hurry. I hurried to Samson's room and laid down in his bed. His scent was strong and lulled me to a deep sleep. That was until the pounding on the door started. I rose and yelled out, what. Mortas walked inside in a panic.

"Samson is in hell now as well and that army is getting closer, what should we do," he yelled frantically. I closed my eyes and frowned.

"Well you can hide in hell, I'm going to have to leave," I state calmly and see him shaking his head.

"You will come with me," he growled angrily and I laughed at him.

"I can't Mortas, I'm not a demon," I snapped back. He cocked his brow.

"No you're not but you are a fallen angel and can so get your ass up so we can go there," he grinned and offered me his hand. I eyed him like he was insane.

"I'm a human asshole," I snapped and he shook his head pulling on my hand.

"No you're not Grace now stop being difficult and hurry there's not much time," I followed him back upstairs and into his room. I watched as he waved his hand against the wall and a staircase appeared. He started walking down them and waited for me.

"You'll be okay, I give you my word," he says solemnly. I exhaled and stepped on the stairs. Mortas waved the wall again concealing the stairs and started walking down.

"Come along Grace," he growled menacingly and I hurried after him. I grabbed onto his arm as the stairs got darker and he glanced at me and chuckled.

"Your purple eyes are glowing brightly down here. You can see, let your eyes adjust," he sighs. I blinked them a few times and shapes began to form. I saw a road and houses lining the streets.

"Hell is like the suburbs," I chuckled and Mortas grinned.

"It's nighttime now so keep your voice down, demons like their sleep," he whispered harshly. I looked down at my arm and my skin was glowing softly.

"Um Mortas, I'm glowing," I say in a shaky voice. He glanced at me and laughed.

"You're fine, wait until you see what your boyfriend looks like here," he snickered and I punched his arm. He scowled at me and I grinned. He pulled me up to one of the houses and rang the doorbell a few times.