Reluctant Lover

Note: The beginning is a flashback or something like that.

Chapter III:

Demona gingerly rubbed her belly. With a smile on her face. Only four months into the pregnancy. She could not wait until her baby is born, at last she and Pelys could start their small family. She slowly stood from her chair and made her way up the stairs to the bedroom, to try and get some sleep. Waiting for her husband to come home from the victory bash at the tavern.' Bloody Orcs' She thought. Just to gain some sort of victory Pelys goes and transforms into a Orc Leader of sorts and wins battles. She did not understand why he did not just join the Dark Elven army.

She quickly remembered that Dark Elves usually like to stay to their own wars. And not get involved.As soon as she closed her eyes, she heard the front door open. She sat up, she could hear his foot steps coming up the stairs.And their bedroom door opened. He stumbled in slowly, wearing his face of an orc still. She was always afriad of him like this." Pelys. " She whispered.

He shook off his face and in place was his true form of the dark elf." Undress." He demanded immediately.

" what? Pelys my love,you're drunk." Demona said approaching her husband. Cruely
he grabbed her throat, and shoved her back hard against the wall.She hit it with a thud. His hand ripped open her thin white night gown's top, revealing her swollen breasts.

" Pelys. What are you doing?" She asked. Hiding back her tears.

" You open your mouth again,I swear I'm gonna break it"( Line From Korn's" Right Now" Listening to it right now) Demona closed her eyes as he forced his mouth upon her throat, roughly nibbling upon it. Tossing her night gown to the floor.He forced her to turn around, his finger exploring her rectum.

" Pelys, no!" She cried. " Please!

" I said shut up!" He shouted slapping her ass cheek really hard. He released his erection and forced it into her rectum. Loudly out of pain, Demona screamed. As he merclessly fucked her in the ass. Tears flowed down her cheek. No doubt her rectum produced it's own lubrication. making him slid easier in and out of that tiny hole. But it was still painful. Pelys was pretty big." Pelys stop this now!" She screamed.

Pelys glared hard at her, pulled his dick out of her and forced to turn again and pushed her to her knees. Holding a huge lock of her hair he rammed his cock into her throat, he heard her gagging on it." If you puke on me, I'll slap you." He warned.

Demona's eyes tightly shut and she did her best not to throw up as he fucked her mouth hard. Finally she felt his cum run down her throat." Now, on the bed. Spred your legs." he ordered.

Demona shook her head." Now.." he growled.

" I am your wife. Not your whore!" She defended. " You know I can not have sex after the third trimester."

To Pelys, she had crossed the line as she struggled to cover herself. She could see rage in his red eyes. He lashed out at her, grabbed her by the neck. Demona tried to fight back. She slid from his grasp and took off out the bedroom. she reached the stairs. Pelys came up right behind her and pushed her down. Demona hit the floor, and felt almost paralized. She stared up at her approaching husband. All seemed to go into blackness as she became unconsuious......

Demona sat there at her table, staring at Nesma. She was busy eating some ham and eggs. The very next morning. Kit stumbled out of her bedroom. wearing only her dark green bodysuit and skirt that covered her butt and vagainal area there were two long slits on the side, her hair was messy as if she had been having sex all night, not that Demona wanted to know, what Jarlxale and Kit did the night they got drunk. From what she heard though, Kit pulled a Pojo stunt.

Pojo is the name she gave herself when she turned into a chicken that could spit firballs at enemies. So she could turn at anytime she wanted to. Fucking funny as shit sometimes.

" I feel like shite." Kit moaned as she sat down in her chair.

" Well you were pretty damned wasted I should think you would feel like this...." She paused, she heard Jarlaxle's voice from Kit's bedroom.

" Hey, baby. You coming back or what?"

Kit smiled at Demona." Duty calls." She said slyly and stood up and walked dizzly towards the bedroom.

" How come Jarlaxle stayed the night, mommy?" Nesma asked.

Demona looked at her for a second," Well....Kit and Jarlaxle are special friends and had a sleep over." Demona explained. She knew she could not tell her really why was going on. Nesma was only five.

" Oh,like you and that shop keeper from yesterday." She mused.

" What?"

" Yeah he was being so nice to you."

Demona chuckled. Not knowing what to say, the remembered she was going to go to work today and then go buy herself that ring.Hopefully he still wanted to cut the price down for her." Kit!" She called into her room mate's bedroom.Only to have to quickly cover Nesma's ears at the sound of laughing and moaning as well. Demona growled inwardly and sent Nesma into their bedroom.

" Will you two shut the fuck up?"Demona barged into the room. She stared calmly as Jarlaxled pulled his dick out of Kit's cunt.And covered himself.

" The least you could do, Demona is fucking knock." Kit said in annoyance.

" The least you both could do is wait until my five year old daughter is either in bed or out of the appartment. Oh by the way I need to go into work early. Could you please baby sit, without your Bregan D'arthe ( Spelled right?) boyfriend here."

" Tell you what, chicklet." Jarlaxle began.

" Jar don't call her that," Kit snapped.

" Fine, if you let me stay, I'll lend you the money to buy that ring."He tried to offer.

" Nesma told me last night when she was up to get some water." Kit said.

" Thats alright, I'm getting paid this afternoon anyway."Demona said, pulling her hair up in a bun.She dressed in a crimson corest dress, her brests in a bodice.under her dress. Her skirts were long.

Jarlaxle smiled." trying to woo some male elf eh." he mused." I must say you look rather splendid in red."

Kit smirked at this. Demona rolled her eyes," Alright, alright. I'll babysit the wee one."Kit said.

Demona left the two to get dressed. She opened her door. She watched for a moment. Nesma ran up and down around the room, swinging her new wooden sword around. Acting as though she were slying monsters like her" aunty"Kit.

Demona smiled and leaned against the door. " Kit going to watch you today while I am at work alright sweety." Demona started. Catching Nesma's attention. She smiled and nodded as Demona wrapped an apron around her waist. She knelt down to her and gave her a hug," I'll be home later this evening, alright."

" Alright." Nesma whispered and kissed her mother's cheek.

Demona stood and made her way to the door, but paused outside Kit's room" Jarlaxle you should go." Demona called.

" Damn it!" Jarlaxle hissed.

Demona made her way to the tavern across the street.

" You're late." Shouted the head barmaid. An older dark elf woman.

" sorry, Mara I had to deal with a drunkn pojo." Demona said.

"You're room mate's tab is over due." Mara stated.

Demona sighed accepting the bag of coins Mara held out for her." yeah, well Kit should be going on one of her monster slaying duties soon. Then she'll be able to pay you."Demona said wondering into the bar part of the tavern.

She poured herself some water. And sat there. Just as Gol, the shopkeeper came in. She smiled and she did not know why, but her knees felt shakey. She took in a deep breath and made her way towards him. To take his order as he sat down.