Rise of The Immortal Wraith - 26 Meeting In The Palace part 2
After his eyes landed on her it took all of Salem’s will to not move towards her, his bloodline burned in his veins to move him forward, the glass shattering helped him reclaim a moment of clarity. This girl in front of him had pale grey hair that reached nearly to the floor, it matched her pale grey eyes in shade.
Like a dim moon that hung in the nights’ sky, she seemed desolate and alone, she moved towards him taking a slight bow, “I am Railia Curon, the high priestess of the Curon clan which your clansmensaved from annihilation, thank you for the grace of offering us aid Lord Belegast.”
Something was off, though she was elegant, it appeared she was stiff or restraining herself in some way, he motioned for the knight at the door to leave, the door closed behind her and Salem returned his gaze to the priestess. Their eyes met, longing and desire whipped through them, “You feel it too?” he asked through gritted teeth, blushing she nodded and took a few steps towards him.
Her trembling hand touched his face, feeling his smooth skin her breathing caught as her heart started to pound quickly in her chest, her blood felt like it was on fire and the only way to put it out was the elf in front of her.
Salem pushed his cheek into her palm and closed his eyes relishing in the sweet sensation of her touch, he felt her pushing her body against him, opening his eyes he looked down into her silvery pools that were looking back at him.
Leaning forward their lips met and separated, they tasted each other and slowly increased their new found passion, the desire to merge growing with every touch Salem could take no more of the heat and desire consuming his mind.
Ripping at each other’s clothes to get closer to one another, anything that got stuck or a hassle was ripped away by brute strength. Finally, both of them had stripped each other bare and they stared at one another for a brief moment before she turned around and bent over on hand and knees.
He mounted her straight away, they were long past reason and their instincts to mate had overtaken them both. Pushing into her it was an extremely tight fit, pushing harder he broke past a barrier of flesh, a small shout of pain came and small drops of blood coated him and landed on the floor.
He began thrusting and she backed toward him disregarding any pain she had felt before, soon each of them was smiling, grunting, and moaning trying to reach that final step when they could be free of the fire in their veins. They had lost their sense of time, Railia turned her head back she felt a tongue enter her mouth and moaned, a blue pearl sliding down her throat as she enjoyed his taste.
Feeling a spiritual bond erupt between them they both climaxed, she was spun around slowly and received another passionate kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck they sat together as she slowly transformed into a void elf.
Long white hair draped down her back and over her shoulders, contrasting against her now dark skin, the whites of her eyes had turned black while the iris had turned bright white. Like a bright moon in the void casting its cold light for all to see.
“Well master Salem, this was unexpected, your beast bloodline has taken more of a forward stance in your bloodline traits than earlier speculated. It had determined itself imperfect, upon finding a piece that would bring itself balance it aggravated you and used your alure ability to seduce her bloodline bringing you a new ability and strength to your physical being.
The rest of your clansmen will enjoy these as well, though, to a lesser degree, you will all have the same features in your clans case the sclera, or whites of the eyes seemed to have turned completely black while the iris of your eyes glows brightly.”
Listening to the system’s announcement, Salem was conflicted over his bloodline having enough control of him to force this situation, though he was glad that he had gained an ability and he along with his clansmen would be stronger, wait what did it say about his eyes?
The rest of your clansmen will enjoy these as well, though, to a lesser degree, you will all have the same features in your clans case the sclera, or whites of the eyes seemed to have turned completely black while the iris of your eyes glows brightly.”
Quickly willing the systems mirror function to appear he looked in shock and fascination at his glowing green iris on a field of darkness. This change was not very drastic compared to the girl who was still clinging to his chest, she had changed from a fair skinned elf maiden into a dark skinned to a Void elf.
He could feel the bond between them, she had submitted willingly to the brand during their carnal lust and now it seemed she was once again in control of herself, there was no anger on her face only a smile. Peaking up at him she spoke in a quiet voice, “For the last three hundred years I have been the high priestess of the Curon clan, I wasn’t allowed to speak with any man directly or touch them.
I had to cut off all desire for the flesh and companionship, only allowed to send messages through maidens and letters per the rules of the clan I was stuck in a tower as an immortal sacrifice to the moon,” tears welled in the woman’s eyes. “Most of the elders died when the undead came upon our village, setting me free from the confines of that tower, I am the eldest surviving member of the clan and have claimed leadership of them.
Though there are some who will challenge me for that right soon, I want to thank you for this wonderful evening if I’m not killed for breaking the rules of the clan by having my purity taken they will put me back into the tower,” lowering her head she whispered something he did not expect.
“Save me?”
He only heard a part of the whisper but he understood her plea, she neither wished for death or slavery to an old custom that had far outlived its use. He grabbed her by her waist and moved her to his lips, kissing her passionately, breaking from the kiss he stared into her white eyes.
“You are mine now, as the leader of your people just tell them by the old rights your people owed an unpayable debt, you have sworn your clan to mine and they will join under my bloodline.”
Looking back into his eyes she knew he meant it, the resolve he showed towards her and her pleas for mercy from her fate made tears appear in her eyes. She leaned forward and nodded in agreement kissing him again. Breaking the kiss she sat up from his chest, she found herself straddling him, she blushed once more and spoke in a quiet voice, “Can we do it again?”
She could feel his hardness suddenly rise from beneath her and knew the answer was a yes. Moans and cries of pleasure could be heard if one was standing right next to the doorway that had been sealed.
There were four knights standing next to this doorway, listening in on the conversation and everything else that had transpired within, looking at one another with a similar glint in each other’s eyes they came to a silent agreement, they would also need to talk to this new sister of theirs once their master was finished comforting her.