The Tattoo
Armaloth
I opened my eyes even with fatigue, the whole night we spent enjoying each other. Trying to make up for the time we lost. There was a moment when I thought I would never stop. Moriah had awakened in me that all-consuming hunger. And it is something that only she could quench.
I lowered my gaze and saw my wife, who was sleeping peacefully in my arms.
It has been so long since I felt her body next to mine. I longed for the moment her skin touched mine. Have her by my side, in my bed.
My wife had finally returned home, and I couldn't be more alert to her presence. I could smell her, feel her. Just by closing my eyes, I knew what she was doing. She has consumed all my thoughts. This time apart from her, I learned something that I could never have known. It is that I needed something desperately from her.
As I watched her interact with those in her world, I saw how important she was. How high she had risen, and how independently she had achieved it. I observed, too, how she makes her decisions and how intelligently she does things.
Seeing her from afar, I felt consumed with desire. As I stood by, I grew darker and darker as I thought about her. I was blinded by my desire to consume it all, and my only thought was to destroy and corrupt.
Fortunately, I had my Agalariept and my thorny branches with me, giving me the energy I need to curb that insatiable thirst. Many times, I was on the verge of breaking the pact with the dragon. I was not concerned about the consequences, I just wanted her back. I felt that my need for her was growing more and more each day, and it was something that I was having a hard time controlling.
I, the omnipotent King Armaloth, caught in the clutches of a human. This I denied for a long time, but in the end, that only reaffirms what I already knew. I was hers. And even though I knew that she would one day return to me, that was no longer enough for me.
I wanted to have the devotion and love that she gave to the human who fathered her. Even though I was jealous, something important happened during her absence. In patience, I knew that the day would come when she would submit to me. And not because I forced her, but because she had chosen to do so. And despite what I did to her, she didn't take a single step back. Other than that, she surprised me with her courage and strength.
The ultimatum she gave me really surprised me. I laughed out loud at that moment. It was so refreshing to have someone dare to challenge me like that. She did it with such grace that I could have given her anything she wanted at that moment. My wife had developed a lot of backbone from what I had seen.
She will be a worthy wife and mother of our demons. Maybe she doesn't see it that way now, but the moment Moriah holds our first one in her arms, she won't see anyone but that little demon in front of her.
I have wanted to live that moment since I saw her. See how my firstborn will be born from her womb, then I will hold it in my hands and offer it to the darkness. Then I will do the same with the next and the next until my wife can't take it any more.
But to have this future, I need to take care of her as if she were the most delicate and precious object. I will face anyone who tries to steal my future from me. But for now, that's where and how I wanted to be. Breathing in her essence, feeling her energy through my skin, blending us. With this in mind, I closed my eyes and let the darkness embrace me.
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My eyes suddenly opened, and I let out a moan at the same time. That's when I figured out what was going on. My head swelled with blood while Moriah held my member between her lips. The vision that I saw of her, with blood dripping from her mouth, was the most exciting experience I have ever seen.
I sat up at the speed of lightning and took her in my arms. I sucked on her lips, tasting her delicious blood, then licked the drops that had dripped down her neck.
Moriah, moaned every time my tongue touched her. She needed more from me, and I was going to give it to her.
I gently pushed her to lie down. As she stared at me, she had those hungry eyes that provoked me so much. Afterwards, I brought my arm to my mouth and stuck my fangs into my skin.
From my forearm, a thread of my blood flow. It spilt onto my chest and then trickled down to my abdomen. Then a small puddle formed at the base of my member.
Moriah raised her head in astonishment, but her eyes turned from light to dark. She was starving, so I grabbed her from behind her head and held her close to my chest.
It didn't take long for her to start licking and sucking everything. At the touch of her tongue, my skin tickled, but she went even further and started sucking on my nipples. And with her small, human teeth, she bit me, and hard, wished she would bite off all my skin.
But I had to control myself. She is still a human, and until she receives the tattoo, I would have to wait. Following the bloodline with her tongue, she stopped when there was not a drop left. Upon reaching my member. I screamed viscerally as she licked and sucked harder. After I couldn't take it any more, I grabbed her hair and lifted her face. It was at that moment when I saw her that I knew she was mine.
Her face was covered in blood, and her tongue was cleaning her lips. Savouring it, tasting it. The wild, primal expression on her face was a testament to her instinct. I, still holding her head by the hair, brought my mouth closer to hers. And without waiting for a second more, I took her.
That day, I made her scream like she never had before. Our bodies found the pleasure that many seek, but very few find. I can say that I took her to heaven many times, but I made sure she returned to hell with me.
After filling her belly with my seeds, which were so many, that every time she moved I could see and hear how my vitality came out of her, my wife wanted more. She enjoyed every second of our encounter. My blood turned her into a true animal without a conscience. Just like me.
But it is time for Moriah to morph into something else. I would rather not keep wasting my time any more. Her uterus is infertile until the tattoo comes to life. This dream, I won't put it off any longer.
After thinking all this, I turned to her. She was with her head on my chest, caressing me. This is how I always want to see her, devoted to me. The only thought that revolves around her. Although that will not be entirely possible because my demons will need their mother, and I will never deny them that.
I grab her chin with my fingers and bring her face to mine. Moriah looked at me closely, as if she was reading my mind, then, she said, “What is in your mind? You are thinking hard, and I have the suspicion that what you are thinking involves me.” And with a cheeky smile, she continued, “So please tell me, before I put you inside me again and make you come all day.”
I couldn't help but laugh at her occurrences. In disbelief, she shook her head. However, she waits for me to say what I was thinking. “Moriah, as well as every other member of the royal family, you need to perform the ritual. A specific tattoo will be drawn on your skin. And for each member, it is different. We will then witness its manifestation when the darkness possesses you. Only in that way, you can receive the Persephone crown.”
As Moriah gazed at me in hesitation, I continued, “I won't say that you will not suffer, but you have already endured a lot; therefore, you have nothing to fear.”
The gravity of the situation made my eyes harden. “If the darkness doesn’t think you are good enough for me, the tattoo will not come to life, and you will die.”
She sat up and turned her face to the other side. I was already feeling her absence with this simple fact. So, I grabbed her by the arm and pushed her towards my body again. We were inches away from touching.
“You should have told me this before, what to do now, Armaloth? If I fail, I will die, and then what?”
I looked into her eyes, and I knew she was disappointed. So, I grabbed her face with both my hands and kissed her. When we finished the kiss, I put her head on my chest and stroked her hair.
“You have nothing to worry about, my wife. There is nothing so far that you have not been able to achieve. Your strength is what my ancestors sought, and you, Moriah, have it all.”
She looked off into nothingness, surely processing my words, then she turned her gaze to mine and nodded, letting me know that she understood what she had to do.
I smirked, at this. She is so tenacious.
“It's time, time for the real queen to rise.”
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I could feel Moriah's concern, but I had not the slightest doubt that she would make it. It is one of her qualities. No matter what, she will get to the end. She is not one of those who give up when things get tough.
The words I said to her were still reverberating in her mind. As she was silent, I decided to calm her mind. I sat up from the floor, and said, “Come with me, wife, I know something will help you feel at ease.” Moriah took my hand as I helped her up. She shows me a lot of her trust, which I find very encouraging. Moriah followed me to the pond, and I went in first.
My arms spread out in her direction, and she fell into them. I took her in my arms easily and carried her to the centre. I submerged our bodies until only our heads were left out. Then I began to wash her body, leaving no space uncleared. After putting water on her head, I started with her hair, never imagine enjoying this simple act so much. Moriah was taking everything from me, and I could only watch from a distance without doing anything. Perhaps this is the power of the chosen one. The true Persephone.
After finishing with her whole body, we were enjoying the water, until she told me, “You know? This place brings back bad memories. If I could be elsewhere, I would.” She said it without lifting her head from my shoulder. Contemplating what she said for a few seconds, then, I remembered what she told me about making her happy.
This is nothing, and if this little detail keeps her with me, I will. So, I replied, “This is the safest place in the entire underworld. Only I can have the power to enter or allow someone to enter. But after today, you will no longer be vulnerable to anyone. In fact, your power and strength will be greater than those of the general demons.”
I took her chin in my fingers and lifted her face. Her eyes shone with many emotions, but I managed to make out one, strength. My queen has a will of steel, and the tenacity of a warrior.
I brought my mouth to hers and took her sweet lips with my fangs. I bit her lightly and then kissed her. Never in my existence had I experienced this, I don't even know what to call it, but I never want to lose this.
“So, my wife, after today, and if you behave well, you will be able to choose where our new chamber will be.” Ah! There it is, that mischievous smile. Moriah laughed lightly and said to me, “That, I will, my king, if I get out of this alive. You will have a long list to please.” I kissed her head and said, “It's time.” I took her by the hand, and we walked out of the pond.
After summoning my slave, Anton, he immediately materialized and kneeled, touching the floor with his forehead.
“My master and my lady, your servant is here to serve you.”
And I informed him of everything that had to be done. After I turned to my wife, I knew I had nothing to worry about, but I couldn't help it. So, I hugged her and said, “Go with Anton, wife, and do everything he says to you. We must leave, but I will see you when the ritual is over.”
She nodded, following Anton. I, for my part, transported myself to the throne chamber. My thorny branches received me as always, wrapping themselves around me. My faithful Agalariept was there too. I could sense that they were confident and knew what was going to happen. They were certain that my wife would make it.
The three of us stayed in the throne chamber, mixing and sharing our energy. The rest of the time that remained before the ceremony, we spent observing our empire. I could see that our enemies were neutralized, and the heavens had no interference in my affairs.
It is at this very moment that I felt two powerful presences materialize before me. The mighty soul-eater dragon was the first to appear. His immense figure was occupying most of the space. Seeing me, he exhaled fumes from his nose and bowed his head in reverence, only for a few seconds, as this creature does not respect his king.
Regarding the second presence, there had been no contact with her for many centuries. She appeared again, and seeing her reminded me how beautiful and powerful she is. Thankfully, my mother lives with the gods, so the darkness has not eaten her. “I am honoured by you, Hecate.”
She approached me, smiled, and bowed her head in respect to the king of the underworld. I stood from my throne and walked over to where she was standing. I offered her my hand, and she took it without hesitation.
“Mother, I haven't seen you for a long time.” Then she replied with a smile, “King of the underworld, my son, I apologize for not being able to come more often. But now I have an excuse to escape Olympus,” she continued.
“You know that overprotective uncle of yours does not take his eyes off me.” Yes, my uncle, Zeus, took his role as a protector seriously. I was about to say something else when my servant materialized in front of me. Then he informed me that everything was ready. My insides twisted upon knowing that the time has come. The time had come for my wife Moriah to lose her humanity, and give way to immortality.