"Tales of Desire: Forbidden Stories –
Story 1: The Demon Queen's Throne". Genre: Dark Fantasy / Erotica / Power Play)
Chapter 5: Mark of the Queen
The morning came not with sunlight but with a deep crimson hue bleeding across the sky, as though the heavens themselves were wounded. Kael stood shirtless at the cliff's edge, the cold wind doing nothing to temper the fire still burning beneath his skin.
Kaithra was gone.
Not a trace. No footprints, no warmth, no scent.
Only a single black feather lay where she had slept—a calling card, or perhaps a promise.
He clenched his fist around it. His thoughts raced.
What did it mean to be Abyss-Kissed? Why had the Demon Queen left such a mark on him? Was he simply a pawn, or something greater?
And why did he want her again—so desperately it ached?
[System Notice: Current Effect: "Queen's Brand" – Lust Accumulation Active]
You are being watched.
You are being summoned.
You are being... desired.
Later – The Forest Path Beyond Mount Eydros
Kael's journey took him through a dense forest where even birds did not sing. Every few steps, he sensed something brushing against his soul. Eyes. Whispers. The touch of invisible fingers over his arms and chest.
He had to stop.
The need was overwhelming again.
He dropped to one knee, gasping, as the heat surged from his groin to his throat.
"Get... out of my head," he growled.
But she was already there.
Velzaria's voice.
"You wear my claim so well, mortal. Why do you flee from the pleasure I gift you?"
His pulse throbbed. His manhood stirred against his will, stiffening with brutal urgency. His hands trembled.
She continued: "Every step you take, every woman you touch... they are all offerings to me now. Their moans are my music. Their pleasure is my sustenance."
Kael groaned, gripping a tree trunk. "You're not real. This is—"
"—My domain," she whispered in his mind.
Then something moved ahead.
A figure.
Female.
Not demon.
Human.
A young woman in priestess robes, carrying a small staff, wandered into the clearing. She stopped abruptly when she saw him.
"Oh!"
She blushed immediately, eyes drawn to his bare chest, then lower—to the bulge pressing obscenely against his trousers.
"I—I'm sorry! I didn't know anyone was—"
Kael turned his back, trying to hide the intensity of his arousal. "It's fine. You should leave."
But the priestess stepped closer.
"I'm Aelira," she said softly. "You... don't look well."
He didn't respond.
Then she touched his shoulder.
Warm. Gentle. Holy.
A wave of purity rushed into him—and something inside snapped.
Velzaria's voice screeched in rage.
"She dares touch what's mine?"
Kael doubled over as his entire body surged with a mix of darkness and light. The priestess gasped, stumbling back.
Dark tendrils danced over his arms. His veins glowed faintly purple. And from behind him, faint horns shimmered above his head before fading.
Aelira's breath hitched. "You're... cursed."
"No," Kael said, standing slowly. "I'm claimed."
She tried to run.
But he moved faster.
One arm wrapped around her waist. "I don't want to hurt you. But I need... I need something."
Her lips trembled. "What do you need?"
He looked into her eyes. "A taste of purity. A moment of your light. Let me have it... or she'll take it by force."
Aelira stared at him, trembling. "If I do this... will it save your soul?"
Kael didn't answer.
But she nodded anyway.
"I offer it freely," she whispered.
[Erotic Scene – Selective Detail]
Kael pressed her gently against the mossy tree. Her robes parted easily beneath his hands, revealing her soft, untouched body. Her breath was ragged, her voice full of prayer and moans as he kissed down her neck.
She cried out as he entered her, his body desperate, hers surrendering completely.
Each thrust was fire and shadow battling light.
She clung to him, fingers digging into his back, chanting his name like a plea to the gods.
Velzaria watched from the veil beyond realms—and smiled.
Later That Night – Near a Ruined Shrine
Aelira slept curled against him, her breathing soft.
Kael stared into the fire, mind a storm.
[System Notice: "Lust Purification" achieved. Dual essence acquired.]
Trait Gained: Shadow-Sanctified.
You are now both marked by darkness and touched by holiness. Certain beings of both realms may be drawn to you.
He wasn't just Velzaria's anymore.
Something had shifted.
Something deeper.
He wasn't prey.
He was becoming... something else.
A new player in the game.
Far Away – Demon Queen's Throne Room
Velzaria sat draped in a robe of shadows, eyes closed.
"So he takes the priestess," she whispered to herself, licking her lips. "Let him collect all their flavors. In the end... all will kneel before me."
She opened her eyes.
And the world trembled.
[End of Chapter 5]