Alpha King's Hybrid Mate: The Demon King's Tricks
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Breeanna Belcher
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This is a one-shot novella in the Alpha King's Hybrid Mate Universe - jump in!
Lea’s future as queen is a lot—especially with a brooding demon king by her side and explosive powers she can barely control. But with Rellyon’s fiery temper and their unstoppable connection, the real battle is keeping things from getting too hot.
The Demon King’s Tricks
Lea’s heart fluttered like a caged bird as she pored over the ancient books. Her fingers trembled, tracing the faded script.
All around, the castle hummed with frantic energy. Servants scurried past the library door, arms laden with decorations and finery.
The coronation loomed, a glittering promise and terrifying prospect. She sucked in a shaky breath, trying to focus on the words before her.
Something about channeling elemental energies. But her mind kept drifting to the crown that would soon rest upon her head.
Queen. The title still felt foreign, ill-fitting.
The library door creaked open. Lea’s head snapped up, a blush already staining her cheeks. But it was only Ellie, sauntering in with a crooked grin.
“Well, shit, if it isn’t our queen-to-be, hitting the books like a good little nerd,” Ellie drawled, plopping down in the chair across from Lea. Lea offered a hesitant smile. “Just trying to prepare. There’s so much I still don’t understand about my powers.”
Ellie snorted, propping her feet up on the table. “Honey, you could barbecue half the kingdom with a snap of your fingers. I’d say you’re doing just fine.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Lea murmured. Her hands clenched, remembering the raw energy that had surged through her veins during their practice battle. The air had crackled, and there was a taste of ozone and destruction.
Ellie’s playful smirk faded, her blue eyes softening with concern. “Hey, speaking of moody assholes who could barbecue the kingdom, your demon boy toy is in rare form today.”
Lea’s heart skipped. “Rel? What’s wrong?”
“Fuck if I know,” Ellie shrugged, examining her nails. “But he’s been stomping around like someone pissed in his coffee. Nearly bit off a guard’s head for breathing too loud.”
A pang of worry twisted in Lea’s gut. She pictured Rel’s golden eyes, normally warm crimson-honey, now surely blazing with barely contained fury. Her body thrummed with the urge to go to him, to soothe the beast that lurked beneath his skin.
“Where is he?” Lea asked, already half-rising from her chair.
Ellie quirked an eyebrow. “Main hall. Dealing with whiny peasants and their petty bullshit. You know, kingly duties and all that jazz.”
Lea’s mind raced. She imagined Rel looming over trembling citizens, his massive frame barely constrained by his human form. The thought sent a shiver down her spine, equal parts fear and desire.
“Thanks, Ellie,” Lea murmured, gathering her courage. “I should... I should go to him.”
Lea’s heart raced as she navigated the winding corridors. Tapestries blurred past, their rich hues starkly contrasted with the turmoil in her mind. Her fingers trailed along cool stone walls, seeking an anchor.
“I can do this,” she whispered.
The massive oak doors of the main hall loomed before her. Lea hesitated, hand hovering over the ornate handle. Muffled shouts filtered through—Rel’s voice, deep and guttural. A growl that made her core clench with forbidden heat.
Swallowing hard, Lea cracked the door open. The scene before her stole her breath.
Rel towered in his demonic form, wings unfurled, crimson skin glistening. His eyes blazed hellfire as he snarled at two cowering men.
“Incompetent fools!” he roared. “Your petty squabbles waste my time!”
Lea’s knees weakened. Even enraged, he was breathtaking. Dangerous. Powerful.
Mine, a primal part of her whispered.
She watched, transfixed, as Rel’s claws raked the air. The scent of brimstone filled her nostrils, igniting a hunger she barely understood.
Suddenly, Rel’s nostrils flared. His head snapped towards the door, and his eyes locked onto Lea. A predatory grin spread across his face, revealing razor-sharp fangs.
“Out!” he barked at the citizens. “Court is adjourned. My queen requires my attention.”
The men scrambled away, relief palpable as they fled past Lea. She felt her cheeks burn, embarrassment warring with arousal. Rel’s gaze never left her, drinking in every curve of her body.
“Come in, my love,” he purred, voice like silk over gravel.
Lea’s legs trembled as she approached. Rel lounged on his massive throne, wings draped casually over the armrests. She climbed the steps leading to the throne, drawn by an invisible force.
“Hello, my king,” she murmured, kissing his lips softly. The contrast of her smooth skin against his rough hide sent sparks through her body. “How... how is your day going?”
Rel’s clawed hand cupped her face surprisingly gently. “It’s better now that you’re here,” he growled, pulling her closer.
Rel’s eyes blazed with barely contained passion. “I don’t want to talk about my day,” he rumbled, sending shivers down Lea’s spine. “Just having you here... it’s all I need.”
Lea felt a surge of confidence, encouraged by his gaze’s raw desire. Her lips curved into a mischievous smile, her hazel eyes sparkling with intent. She leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear.
“Oh?” she whispered, her usual shyness melting away. “I think I know how to make your day even better, my king.”
Her hands trailed down his muscular chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath her fingertips. Lea’s own pulse quickened, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursing through her veins.
Is this too forward? She wondered briefly, old insecurities threatening to surface. But the way Rel looked at her—like she was the most precious thing in all the realms—chased those doubts away.
Rel’s claws tightened slightly on her hips, a low growl rumbling in his chest. “Do tell, my queen,” he purred, his tail curling possessively around her leg.
Lea’s fingers found the clasps of his shirt. “I think I have an idea or two.”
Lea’s heart raced as she gazed up at Rellyon. His eyes smoldered with an intensity that made her breath catch. This was really happening.
She wet her lips nervously. “I...I want you,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.
Rellyon growled low in his throat, the sound sending shivers down her spine. His massive form loomed over her, radiating heat and power.
Lea’s eyes darted around the throne room. Anyone could walk in at any moment. The thought both terrified and thrilled her.
“Are you sure about this, little one?” Rellyon rumbled, his clawed hand cupping her cheek.
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She nodded, even as doubt crept in. Could she really take all of him? His beast form was so much more significant, so much more... primal.
Rellyon must have sensed her hesitation. “We don’t have to—”
“No!” Lea interrupted. “I mean, yes. I want this. I want you.”
She steeled herself, pushing away her doubts. He would be gentle with her.
His pupils dilated, nostrils flaring as he scented her arousal and fear. “My brave little human,” he purred.
Lea whimpered as he gently but firmly guided her onto his lap. His cock, already stiff and throbbing, pressed against her core, hot and insistent. Heat blossomed in her cheeks, but she didn’t try to cover herself. Instead, she rocked her hips against him, a shaky moan escaping her lips.
“Gods, I love it when you’re in such an authoritative mood,” she panted. “Watching you take charge of our people... it’s... intoxicating.”
Rellyon growled in approval, one hand gripping her waist possessively. “I like having you on my lap, under my claw,” he purred, his voice a low rumble that set her nerves aflame. “And the feel of your soft, supple body against mine... It’s an exquisite pleasure.”
Lea’s knees weakened as he traced a claw lazily down her spine. She shivered as goosebumps sprang up along her skin. Heat pooled between her thighs, her folds already slick with arousal.
“Lea,” Rellyon growled, his voice thick with lust. “Tell me you’re sure.”
“I’m sure,” she breathed, her voice trembling with desire and anticipation. “I’ve never been more sure.”
With a triumphant roar, Rellyon stood, lifting her effortlessly in his powerful arms. With a flick of his wrist, he incanted a privacy barrier, shielding them from prying eyes.
“Mine,” he snarled, roughly shoving her down onto the table next to his throne.
Lea’s eyes widened as he ripped away her dress, revealing her naked, trembling body. He loomed over her, his eyes burning with a primal hunger that both terrified and aroused her.
“A-are you sure this is a good idea?” she whispered, heart pounding in her chest.
Rellyon’s response was to silence her with a bruising kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth as his claws raked lightly up and down her thighs. She arched her back, inviting him closer as her inhibitions melted away.
With a final growl, he positioned himself at her entrance, his massive, throbbing cock poised at her slick folds. “Say it,” he growled. “Say you’re mine.”
“I-I’m yours, R-Rellyon,” she stuttered, her eyes clouding over with lust.
With a roar that sent chills down her spine, Rellyon teased her entrance with his cock.
Lea felt herself blush under his intense gaze. She sat up and reached for his pants, her hands shaking. Unbuttoning them, she took a deep breath, inhaling his musky scent—an intoxicating mix of pine and smoldering embers. His cock sprang free, a thick, throbbing length of heat and power.
“Oh,” Lea gasped, staring at the monstrous girth before her. He was even more prominent in his beast form. Panic rose in her throat, but she shoved it down. She could do this... For Rellyon.
“Rellyon...” she breathed, her voice trembling.
“Shh,” he soothed, running his clawed fingers through her hair. “We’ll go slow. I won’t hurt you, I promise.”
Lea closed her eyes, clinging to his words as she tentatively wrapped her hand around his shaft. He was hard as stone, hot as a furnace. Her palm couldn’t even cover half of him.
Rellyon groaned, his grip on her hair tightening. “Gods, Lea, you’re driving me insane.”
Lea took her free hand and placed it on his shaft with the other, gliding her hands up and down his shaft as he stood before her in all of his bared glory.
Up and down. Up and down. Lea’s pace quickened before she took the head of his cock into her mouth.
Disappointment washed over her, knowing that the head would be all the beast she could take, but she shook the feeling away and began to suckle.
Pulling his head in and out of her mouth as her hands continued to work his shaft.
Rellyon groaned a feral growl at the sensation. The feeling of Lea’s mouth around his cock brought out the true primal beast within him. Wanting her to take more, wanting to claim her for himself.
“Vixen,” he hissed.
Lea continued her sucking motion and looked up at Rellyon behind her hooded lashes.
The look of pure ecstasy on his face was that of fantasy and dreams. A man of such power, falling apart beneath her touch.
Rellyon’s eyes fluttered open, catching her gaze, and his eyes darkened. “I need to be in you, my queen. I need to feel your pussy stretch around me and hear you scream my name.”
Lea’s heart stopped at the sheer shock of the dirty promises he had just made, squeezing her heart and making it harder for her to breathe.
Rellyon put his hand under Lea’s chin, causing the head of his cock to pop out of her mouth. “I want my Queen to ride her King on the throne.”
The forbidden idea caused Lea to grow more wet. Fucking her mate on his throne would be the ultimate claim of him and her.
Rellyon grabbed Lea by her curvy waist and picked her up. He strolled over to his throne before sitting down and lifting her dress.
“You really are a vixen... No panties,” he said with one eyebrow raised.
“I wanted to be ready for you,” Lea moaned as he slowly lowered her down onto his lap, his cock ready at her entrance.
“I’ll let you control this part; take your time,” he soothed, feeling Lea’s worry about the size.
Lea blushed and slowly allowed the head of his cock to push at her entrance, already feeling herself stretch to new lengths to allow him inside.
“Mhmmm,” she moaned.
Little by little, she allowed Rellyon’s cock to slowly penetrate her tight human pussy.
It stretched and ached in a mix of pain and pleasure she had never felt before.
Once she made it halfway down the shaft, she smiled up at him, knowing she had stretched enough, slamming the rest of him all the way inside of her.
“AHHHH RELLYON!” she screamed.
A vicious roar escaped Rellyon, and he swore he could see stars. Her tiny human pussy taking in his massive cock was a feeling unlike any other.
Lea began to lift herself up and down, over and over again, allowing Rellyon’s hardened shaft to slip in and out of her.
Heavy with need, Rellyon grabs hold of Lea’s hips and begins to lift her up and slam her down at an unearthly speed. Each motion causes Lea to scream out over and over again.
As they continue in the throes of passion, Rellyon has an idea to surprise Lea and intensify her pleasure. Slithering his tail out from under him, he sneaks it up to meet Lea’s thigh. Her skin feels like delicate silk.
His tail slithers until finally making its way to her anus. Lea jerks forward in shock at the feeling.
“Shhh, trust me,” Rellyon whispers.
Lea takes a deep breath and nods before continuing her bouncing motion. Every bounce allows a little of his leathered tail to enter her more.
Lea gasps at the feeling, reveling in the new sensation and how it has her climbing higher and higher. “Yes, Rel, yes,” she moans, throwing her head back and bouncing higher and faster, slamming down onto him harder as both his cock and tail assault both of her entries.
Lea’s body begins to quiver, fatigue beginning to set in, and with one more thrust of his tail, her body squeezes around him hard, and she feels that familiar pulse beneath her.
Rellyon and Lea’s climax has them soaring to new heights, both screaming in pleasure. Finally, Lea falls limp onto Rellyon’s chest, wholly exhausted.
Pulling his tail out and then slowly lifting Lea off of his erection, he takes her into his arms in a gentle cradling embrace on his lap.
Lea’s breath is jagged, and she can only muster a gentle smile. She looks up at him, unable to say a single word.
“You really do know how to make a King’s day better, don’t you?”
