"*Yawn!" I open my eyes.

The bright sun shines through the open windows filling the room with bright light.

"Mmmhmm...mm...*light snore..." "hmm..." "hee...hee..." "*snore".

Mounds of softness wiggle as I carefully lift them and slip my hands out. I walk to the window and peer out to the stirring vastness and the roaring sea.

"My lord...you are awake." A soft sound draws near.

"Mmm~ my lord~.." Sensuous lips close in like a predator on their prey. Sublime sweetness trickles unable to hold in the wild entwined entanglement. Sweet moans slip out as our tongues search for that missing fruit. A battle for dominance is in place which both are unwilling to lose.

"Mmm...hah.." Heavy breaths escape as she closes her eyes to savor the moment. She opens them and I gaze on those deep bright lamps. My hands roam across her bare skin finding huge bumps of pleasure and sensitivity. I bend my face and my tongue reaches out for the soft rosebud in the middle. I nibble and pinch those hard little tips. I tease them with my tongue caressing them into heightened peaks. My teeth captures them and tug gently.

"Oh...yes~..." Simple words that describe the electrical feelings running rampant through her nerves. I kiss her bare skin making her longing grow. I suck her nipples more and her sweet juices flow out. It entices me and seduces my desirable hunger. My eyes greedily reflect my thoughts.

Her hands move to capture my manhood while her tongue still does not withdraw. She rubs it in slow soft motions and indescribable feelings rush through my body. Her lips follow her hands and those lovely red petals surround my erection.

"Oh..you are good.." She rolls her tongue all around and I gasp in pleasure. She is the mistress of desire and demands my surrender. She drives me crazy with her technique. Intense feelings are erupting and they want to release inside her. Ah, I couldn't stop myself.

She received everything and did not let a drop fall. Her eyes then look up to me and the devil drives me crazy. My manhood reacts again, hungrier than ever.

"Ah..my lord...wait...."

But I am past reason. I carry her to the bed and invade her portals of pleasure.

"Aaah! My Lord! Not so rough..." Her words contradict her as she arches her back to take my member deeper in. Her moans come loudly as I make my move. I will make her even louder.

"Yes!....aaah aaah...oh!..aaah haaa.." She shudders and abandons her restraints to the waves of pleasure engulfing her. She makes an incredibly sexy face and buries her lips onto mine.

"Gh...!" I grunt as I explode in a deep thrust for one final measure. She shuts her eyes as the intensity threatens to overwhelm her.

"Wait please...my lord...let me rest a bit.." I smile. My hunger is still not sated.

"No fair, my lord~..." Another seductive voice nibbles on my ear.

"Yes, we are also here~..." A third brings her fragrant melons close to my mouth.

"My turn next. My lord~" and still another slips my erection in her.

I smile. I am very hungry.

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I walk out my doors and stroll through the many dwellings of the demons who have settled on my island. Sounds and noises drift over to the outside.

"Good morning my lord." A few come out to wish me too.

"Good morning." I replied politely.

Soon I reached the sea. The white sands stick to my bare feet as they walk across. I jump in the water and dive deep. A while later I surface holding a large fish.

"Breakfast."

For those who are wondering, I am Redulistinbuxion the fifteenth. But most demons simply refer to me as Red Beat or My Lord. I am a Noh'Doum, a type of demon. I am also the last of my kind.

I doubt you would have heard about us. We are very rare. Even when the world was ruled by demons, we were still very rare. So let me tell you a little about our history. Most of it I read in the books though.

Our looks are mostly human with a few differences.

First of all is the one horn in the middle of my head. Unlike the other demons though, it is very small and very soft to touch. Some would even say it's cute.

The other difference is our eyes. My eyes have slits like the cat. It lets me see clearer in the dark and underwater. But most demons have these kind of eyes so you wouldn't be very surprised. And lastly the ears. Like most demons, my ears are also tapered towards the end. I believe we share that feature with many other creatures as well.

Other than that I look human. Oh there is one other thing. Our skin is red.

As demons, however, we are weak. If you consider our power, we would get killed by a lowly goblin.

But still other demons respect us.

The Noh'Doum are a passive race. We have no ambition. No thirst for power. No desire to rule the world. No greed for influence. In fact, throughout our history, the demons have always left us alone to do our own thing. They never bothered us or attacked us. They never approached us with their problems or shared their happiness. And we have always preferred that.

But they still respect us as nobles.

There is only one thing we have. Our insatiable lust. Our sexual energy is so strong that most demons and other races would die if they became our partners. The only ones capable are the dryads or the nymphs who thrive on sexual energy. They need it to live. This is why we share a symbiotic relationship with them. A marriage if you will. For our mutual benefit.

It is necessary because we are always born male. I do not know the reason. Maybe it is the same as why dryads and nymphs are always born female.

A Noh'Doum fathers just one child in his life. They say there is only a one in a million chance of that happening. It is rumoured that a Noh'Doum birth signals the impending death of the father. My father died when I was 12. Considering our lifespan of five hundred years, he died when I was just an infant.

I pick up the fish and walk back to my castle. My home. Unlike other demons, we don't like living in a castle of stone. Noh'Doums are too nature friendly or that's what the other demons call us. I guess it is because we have to live with the dryads and the nymphs. So we build tree houses or mud houses.

I look up at the trees and there is a treehouse built by every one of my forefathers. They did not live in the older houses and always created a new one for themselves, up on those trees. Following in their footsteps I have made one too.

I and my forefathers have connected these houses by rope bridges and now it truly resembles a hanging castle.

I set up a fire. I have already moved the stones marking a small area away from the trees. I use this place all the time so no one disturbs it.

"Oooh it smells delicious." I slowly turn the fish skewer over the fire. The sweet smell of fresh fish enters my nostrils and my stomach gurgles loudly. I don't mind eating the fish raw. But I like the taste when it is cooked.

Slowly, the fish cooks.

"Hmmm....it's done now, I think." *Bite...*chomp chomp chew chew chomp!

For the next few minutes loud sounds of a beast eating his meal was heard. Some would say it was scary and would run far away.

"Ah..that was good." I pat my stomach. A full stomach always makes me sleepy. I just lie on the ground and doze off.

When I wake up, I am feeling hungry again.

I climb up the tree to my house. It is now occupied by four other. My four wives.

My first wife is Rosalia. Long black hair which she lets run free. A beautiful face with bright shining eyes. A body with figures to ensnare the highest of beings. She is a dryad.

The history books say that all dryads are naturally beautiful. Humans have written poems and stories about them often comparing them to Greek goddesses.

Certainly, Rosalie looks like a Greek goddess. Enormous breasts which can fill my hands and then some. Hips which make me drool. And the nether region which could eat up my member whole. She has this strange knack of finding me whenever I get in the mood.

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My second wife is Combe. She is also a dryad. She has red hair like the color of my skin. She is feisty. If I don't love her as much as the others, she complains. And then attacks. I love it when she attacks. It always ends up in making love. She is just too enticing. Her figures could easily compete with Rosalie. Her beauty is second to none.

My third wife is Daphne. She is a naiad. Her green hair is just like water. She has green eyes and she likes to wear shells on her breasts. They can't hide it's volume though and I love it. Her skin is as smooth as water and she can always escape my grasp. When she is feeling naughty, that is.

Unlike dryads who live in trees, Daphne lives in the stream which flows under the trees. But she always drops in whenever she sees me coming. If I am on the land, she can always tell where I am.

My fourth wife is Merope. She is a aeriad, a winged nymph. Her blue hair have life of their own. They can entwine around me and hold me. Her blue eyes shine brightly. Her body is supple and it excites me. She is adventurous and likes to make love in amazing places. And she always seems to come up with something new. I think she travels the world learning new techniques.

I love my wives and they love me back with intense passion. Sometimes, they are not faithful though. I don't mind. If they can take care of me and still have the energy, they can have other partners. Even other nymphs in my family, the wives of my forefathers were like this so it is nothing new.

Really, I do not mind. If they have energy left, that is.

"Ah~ my lord...didn't we do it so many times before...wait..don't touch there...it's still sensitive.." Rosalie squeals.

"Ahhh~...my lord. Don't just pay attention to her...." Combe complains.

"Combe was last before...so it is my turn to start..." Daphne strokes my hardness tenderly.

"Mmm~....hmm~....." Merope entwines her tongue with mine.

My hunger knows no bounds.

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I leave the women still sleeping. Though I do need to gently move them. They are all cluttered over me. I gently lift them and move them to an empty area of the bed. My bed is too big. It can accommodate atleast ten. It is not like I had a number in mind when I made the bed.

I make my way to my father's house. The rope bridge sways in the strong winds but I walk over them confidently. After a hundred years, living in the trees has become second nature. I am 112 years old though by human terms I would be a youth who just entered manhood. I have traveled this island from nook to cranny and back. There is no one who can claim that they know more about this island than us, Noh'Doums. Not even the nymphs.

I enter my father's house and look inside. There is an entire room full of books and other artifacts. See, Noh'Doums are knowledge seekers. And because we cannot raise our young in the typical way of other races, we leave behind our records. Books, artifacts, treasures and all kinds of things.

Every forefather of mine placed their knowledge in their houses so that the next generations, in this case me, can learn. And over the years I have read a lot. Some of the records were annoyingly boring. But most of them were filled with things which highly interested that individual. My father for example, lived in an age of turmoil. Grandfather and he saw the coming of demons on this island.

See, this island was not usually a home of all the demons living here. It is called Noh'Doum island for a reason. And we do not like to live in crowds. To explain this, I will have to tell you the history of the world a little.

Let's start with when things started happening. 1500 years ago and before that, this island was only the abode of the one Noh'Doum, my forefather, and the various nymphs and assorted creatures. Sometimes demons may visit it or sea creatures would choose to rest here but other demons did not live here. The reason was that this island is really really far away from the continents.

At that time, the five continents in the world were divided into the five major races, Humans, Elves, Dwarfs, Beast people and Demons. Not to mention, greed and other things often caused them to fight among each other. Individual abilities aside, no race was overwhelmingly stronger or significantly weaker than the other. Hence there was equilibrium.

But then things changed. The Demon Lord of that time created a really foul and dangerous magical ritual to make demons overwhelmingly stronger. And then the demons attacked. Nothing could stand in the way of their carnage.

All the other races combined failed to stop the demon advance. Looking at their approaching extinction, they finally decided to steal the demon's magic ritual. And they succeeded. But looking at the requirements they paled. It required whole cities to be killed off which was horrifying.

Then some intelligent beings got together and changed that magic. They summoned powerful beings from other worlds and massacred the demons. One by one they reclaimed their lands and then the four races chose to end the demon race altogether. We were still that much of a danger. And so the war continued and finally they captured the entire demon continent.

No, they did not kill all demons. Just the notable ones. Demons are part of life just as they themselves are. But most of the demons which remained were tamed. They renamed them cows and sheep, and goats and bulls and all kinds of creatures which the other races collectively named animals. The other demons, which they let roam free, were named monsters. My father secretly visited such places and found that other races keep these monster population in control by having something called the adventurer's guild. These monsters were not very intelligent demons in the first place so there was no threat of them waging war or anything of that sort.

The Noh'Doums were also affected by that war. At that time the Noh'Doums were respected by all races. And there had been a rule in place. Never anger a Noh'Doum!

That is why all the demon kind who did not wish to fight chose to live in our areas. But the Demon Lord and their accomplices used it to their advantage. They ran away to one of our areas. The other races had to attack but they could not attack the Noh'Doum, thinking that, they felt safe.

But Noh'Doums were not that kind of demons. The elves understood us the most. They had the most dealings with the nymphs and in their knowledge came the simple fact. A Noh'Doum does not fight to save his own life. He will not get angry even if his own life is forfeit. So they killed the Noh'Doum first. It was easy.

The Demon Lord could not understand such a simple thing and kept moving to other Noh'Doum areas. As such, the result was that we or I am the last Noh'Doum in the world.

The other demons who were not part of the war chose to go to the only one of us left and travelled to this island. It was perilous and many lost their lives. The few who survived settled here. And they crowned us the Demon Lord. The other races did not pursue them. And they did not bother us.

Not that I care about it so much. As long as they follow that old rule.

Never anger a Noh'Doum!

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Two soft mounds hit my back as slender arms wrap me from behind. A slippery tongue licks my ear lobe and blows into my ear.

"Guess who..my lord~.."

"Rosalie.." I whisper as I pull her to my front. We kiss again and again till I remember all the sensitive places in her mouth once more.

She tries to pull me towards the bed..

"No. Not here. This is my father's bed. Let's return to ours."

I lift her in my arms and carry her back to my house...to my bed.

A Noh'Doum is a simple creature. Eat, sleep, learn and reproduce. The order does change according to time of day. And with a million to one shot, who knows how many times I will have to keep doing it.