On My Way: The Demon King Made Me His - Chapter 157

Feng leaned and touched her lips with his. There was this is feeling. Like it was their first time. Though it was not. That tension, that feeling of new. The excitement, the desire, everything felt good.

He lifted her up in his arms as he kissed her. They were wrapped in a bubble in their own world. Feng’s heart grew excited, happy and content for the first time, that caused him the feeling of fight for his life. He wanted to find a way and cure to his mortality. To remain immortal like her, like anyone in heaven. He wanted to survive, he wanted to have a family, he wanted to live well, he wanted to forever love his and bore children, he wanted to play with his kids, and he wanted to grow old with her, have her next to him as he takes his last breath and closes his eyes.

Ariana had tears in her eyes, and she lied saying its because she is extremely happy, but it was the opposite and she made up her mind to do everything possible for him to be thallu and cherish the little time they have together.

Feng took off the veil on her head and threw them away, then he laid her on the bed. He took the crown away carefully, he took her jewellery off carefully, he removed the hair ties and pins, and he untied her gown, letting it falling off her shoulders. And he climbed on top of her. She laid there welcoming him, and she worked her hands on his King’s costume. Removing the heavy clothes one by one. She discovered a bruise close to his heart. Similar to a burn which had almost healed but turned green. She could not understand about what could have hurt him, possibly. But then her attention was shifted to him. He explored her. Leaving her on the edge of a cliff, of sensual pleasures.

“Oh dear,” she whispered in his ears and he kissed her belly, it tickled her really bad which made her giggle. And he teased her more then on. Ariana bit her lips as she laid there and holding on tight in him. She lifted her head, closing her eyes and gasping as he took her in his mouth. “Feng’er,” she whispered name again and again. He then moved up and kissed her all over again. She ended up biting his lips while his fingers worked inside. Hours passed and they laid wrapped in each other’s arms under a leopard skin blanket on the coat. She was tired and sleepy while he laid there watching her sleep peacefully in his arms. He kissed her forehead, and tired not to wake her. He could not stop from what he was doing. He tired to stretch his arms and take his clothes lying on the bed itself. But it was hard to reach for it. So he let it go and they both remained naked under the super warm blanket.

It was late in the morning when the locks of the door opened. Ariana jumped up from the bed, hearing a loud noise.

“No my dear, sleep, it’s just the locks on the door they locked last night”, He said to her.

“I know I know, I remember that,” she said waking and stretched. She yawned and she laid back again burying herself under the sheets. And he got under them too. He looked at her and tickled her. She laughed out loud. “Don’t do this,” she screamed. He was laughing along with her. The two were pretty excited in the morning itself.

Ariana then stopped him by getting on top of him, and locked him by kissing his mouth. But he was aroused instantly. He turned her and got on top again and he began to make love again, first thing in the morning, he threw away the lingerie she had put on. And he made her go breathless. She bit her lips and laid down silently. Trying not to scream out loud. Controlling her moaning and swallowing hard. She could not tell whether she would be able to leave the room ever, stuck to each other all the time. An hour later, Feng let her free and they lay on the bed observing the ceiling, playing with their fingers. He was lying, head resting on top of her abdomen. It was late in the morning and they decided to step out.

He called for the maids to fill their bath with hot water. And they did as he ordered them. Feng carried her into their pool, taking the bath together. They were loud and playing. They spent a long time discussing about Feng’s life in the Underwater Realm and his adventures. But they avoided talking about his health condition. His life appeared to be serious with the roles assigned to him. But on the meanwhile, Ariana narrated hers, life full of fun and stupidity that they had only time to laugh.

The maids stood there laughing at it all secretly those who heard them and realized how happy those were together, wrapped in the bubble in their own world. They gossioed about the couple and spread it letting know that Feng is finally happy.

After hours, they dressed up and got out of his palace. They went straight to King Dylan’s chamber. It was already noon.

“I see you two did not appear for breakfast,” he said.

“Yeah, we were…” Feng began but was stopped by Ariana, nudging him.

“We went around places,” she lied foolishly.

“I see you sneaked out even though the ritual lock was put on the doors around,” King Dylan coughed and said. Ariana was embarrassed forgetting about it and looked at Feng who laughed out loud. “I know I know how young people are you do not have to worry” he said and led then to the table, which was full of food varieties. Like her home, they did not serve any seafood items either. She was relieved and sat next to Feng itself. He served her some dishes for her to try and ignored the King sitting with them. King Dylan smiled and let then carry on with their time. He finished and left the table but two did not notice that at all.

“This is spicy and hot,” she said and then looked up finding the table empty. Since they had skipped lunch, they were hungry and having everything they could.

“King Dylan is gone?” She asked her husband.

“I don’t know, when?” He replied her.

“I don’t know either, did he sit with us?” She doubted about that.

It was a wonderful time for both of them. Enjoying each and every moment.

Few months passed, then a year, everything was normal, but Feng often had trouble with his health. They would do everything possible to provide him the best treatment possible and cure him temporarily. He was sad but he would never show it out in front of people. Those times he feel upset, he will cling on to Ariana and ask her to not leave him while he rests. She would keep close and always take care of him. She was offered jobs several times but rejected them. She had no interest in wasting her precious time with her only love.

Another six months passed, Feng grew even weaker. He grew lean, pale and started losing his heat. But he would practice, and mediate to keep up with his health. It was stressful. But by that time, good news dawned upon Underwater Realm.

True love will always have an output. A life. On one winter night, Ariana discovered that there is a life growing inside her. That she is several months pregnant.

“Oh my God, Ariana, that’s so great, we are going to be parents, I cannot believe that,” he said lifting her in his arms and kissing her.

Feng was shocked and did not expect it. Seeing how she did not pregnant for the time she constantly made love, he believed that he has lost his ability to produce life. But he was wrong. He was worried about one thing though. The core of the baby. They could not tell who will choose to grow up as. But Ariana consoled him and gave him all she could.

As days passed, his illness grew serious. King Dylan failed to spot the Phoenix fire room in the Celestial Palace with the help of few insiders, and let the fate play its final dance.

Ariana was round and full and 9 months pregnant. While Feng struggled to even sit straight in his bed. But she never never let him feel sad, constantly playing with him, making him speak to their baby through her bump. She would miss him and let him know that baby loves him. Few days passed and Ariana went in labour. Very hard it was. She screamed her lungs out. She was alone with two maids. Feng was terribly sad for not being able to be with her. After two hours of pushing, Ariana gave birth, to a beautiful boy who had the birth mark of the feather. She smiled and kissed the baby. They maids cleaned the baby and took him to his bed ridden father. Feng was waiting to see his son. He took the baby and kissed his head. And noticed the feather mark. “You’re a Phoenix,” he said and felt his eyes blurring, not of tears. His head feeling giddy, his breathing becoming heavy and long control over his body.

“You will take back what is yours and have the universe under you,” he said and smiled with pain. His hand slipped from the baby, and the maids quickly held on. “Your higness,” they called for him.