I open my eyes suddenly. Something feels wrong. I breathe in deeply the cool air. Smells like rain will come. But why did I wake up? It often rains. I am fine with it.
"my lord...hah hah..." A shivering voice reaches my ears.
My wives are shivering slightly. I feel them shivering as they try to stick closer to me. It is then I realize. A storm is coming.
Nymphs do not like storms. They are positively scared of them. A reason could be that storms are the most destructive of natural phenomena. Or it could be that nymphs simply don't like lightning.
I spread my arms and draw each of them closer to me. My body is warm. It will comfort them. Soon enough, they stop shivering and relax. Their breaths calm down as they drift back to sleep. Tomorrow, I better get the blankets out.
The day begins with an overcast sky. Clouds cover the sky till the horizon. It is never easy facing a storm, especially on an island. Strong winds will uproot trees. Those broken trees will fall and destroy everything on the ground. Also my castle will be in BIG danger. It is good then, that I have become good at making things. Facing storms all my life, I have learned to use the natural materials to build and repair. Just like my forefathers.
I get up and move to another room in my house. It is more for storing things. My own collection of records, artifacts and treasures that I intend to pass on to the next generation. But I also store things I need in here.
In the corner, there are blankets I have sown. I made it using spider thread, tree stems and tree sap. Wet tree sap is very good as a glue. Dried tree sap is really good to stop the wind and the rain. I pick up a bunch and start putting them on the windows. It will stop the water from coming in. The rest, we will use.
"My lord....are you done?" A soft voice whispers into my ear. Her blue hair wraps around me as she pulls closer to me. She is tickling me with her hair. Her hands grab me tight and her soft skin rubs gently on mine. I feel her two burgeoning swells on my back.
Merope is always the most sensitive to the weather. Maybe because she is an aeriad. I can feel her heart thumping loudly.
I turn around and grab her. Pressing her onto me I slowly rub her back. I lick her ear lobes lightly.
"Aaah..." she moans lightly.
My tongue makes a trail as it crawls across her neck and into her mouth. She lightly bites it and then lets it meet her own. She plays with it in her own way.
"Hmm...where did you learn to do that?" I ask.
"My lord....you don't want to know..." That is true. I don't care as long as she does it again. We kiss again and this time I let her finish her game.
Her hands reach down and grabs my manhood. I look into her naughty eyes as she comes closer and whispers in my ear,
"Let's do it on the roof...my lord~.." Her wings spread out as she takes flight and carries me out the window. We land on the roof just below the vast sky. She does not let go and we fall on my back. Her hair uncoils as she moves to ingest my member deep in her pleasure gateway. The house sways as the wind blows and her wings flap pushing her towards me.
I grab her aroused fruits and use my thumbs to caress her rose buds. I knead that ripe flesh into juicy oblivion. I raise my head and drink in her pleasure juices.
"Aaah...my lord....haa haaa...AAAH!..." Her moans come louder and her hips move faster. She is bewitching me into submission.
"Ah...." I burst into her very being. She falls down on me as waves of excitement hit her. Her breath becomes heavy as she pants. It is making me hungrier.
"Ah...please wait a little....no....I am still sensitive...." But her pleas fall on deaf ears.
I pin her down on her back and I ravage her over and over again. As if the weather gods were watching, the wind grow stronger as my excitement grows.
"Let me join too..." Soft hands suddenly grab my head and turn me around as red lips find mine.
"No fair Merope....you know I don't like the roof..." Nonetheless, another grabs my hand and guides my fingers to her womanhood.
"Please don't leave me behind..my lord~..." And yet another holds me from behind and licks my ear lobes.
We made a mess till the rain started and cleaned us. Doing it on a bed is fine but doing it under the open sky is good too. We make our way back in the house. And I am still hungry.
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The storm lasts all day. I don't have any trouble with the storm itself. It is just that nothing comes out of hiding during the rain. And the sea has become dangerous so I can't go catch a fish. I am reduced to eating fruits. There is so much lightning flashing all around. I think I better get back soon.
Confined to the room for an entire day with such pleasurable company...only the nymphs will complain.
The next day the sun rises again. I move out to review the damage. A couple of the houses have received some. One of them has sprouted a leak on the roof and some water has come inside. I pick up my tools and start fixing them.
Sniff...sniff. I smell something burning. Is there a fire somewhere? I can't see it from here. I climb up to the top. I look again and there are few trees which have fallen down. The other demon's homes have also been damaged. But there is no fire.
I concentrate. Yes, there is a definite smell of something burning coming from......the sea! I gaze far towards the water and there are ships, many ships coming to the island. I know of ships. One of my forefathers was really interested in them and his house has lots of small ship models. Made of wood and other things they really look like smaller versions of the real thing, or that's what he wrote.
But these ships were unlike them. The shape was similar but there were no sails. Thick smoke spewed out from them instead. And it smelled like raging fire and things burning. I counted almost fifty ships.
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It does not bother me whether they visit or not. I still haven't fixed the roof. I better dry out the water first.
I come back to my house to find my wives talking.
"Have they come to visit?" Rosalie asks.
"I don't think so. If they did, they wouldn't bring such a number." Merope who's traveled more, is much wiser.
"My lord...what do you intend to do?" Combe asks.
"Me...hmm..." And I pull Rosalie close as she was the nearest.
"My lord...no...we...are..discussing...something important....aaah~.." She wiggles to get loose. But no stupid ships are going to stop me when I am hungry.
"""My Lord~"""
The smell has become a lot stronger. All the women have gone to see the ones visiting. I should also go take a look but I will keep my distance. It would be good to note down which race visited, in my records. I climb up the tree and look out. The ships are still a bit away. It looks like all the demons have come to the beach to watch.
I don't see the nymphs. Well, they are very good at hiding. You may not notice but this island has a lot of nymphs. They reveal themselves only when they want to. Even a Noh'Doum can't find them on this island unless they want to be found.
You would also wonder how did I find my wives then. I didn't. They found me. When my lust hit me. It is a mystery why none of my forefathers ever wondered how. I asked my wives once. They said it is a nymph thing. They just loved my smell. Perhaps, it explains why my house is not filled with many more nymphs.
I believe them though. It is just hard to understand.
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The ships have come close enough. They stop. Maybe they will send boats out. I watch to see what comes. I wait and wait but nothing happens. Just more ships keep coming closer and stopping.
All ships have stopped now. Oh...and things have started happening. I can see people moving on board and a lot of shouting. Hmm...they don't have the tapered ears. Their skin is also many shades of brown. So they should be humans, I think. I have never seen one before. Just the records of my forefathers mention them as such. Their language confuses me but there is a lot of shouting involved, it seems.
Just then an annoying sound reverberates like the gargling of a sea beast. A black stone like thing flies out and lands on the beach.
KAABOOOM!
Sand and earth fly and several demons have been torn apart into bloody bits. Screams of pain and death resound. I simply watch. And then those black stones come from all ships. They cover the sky like rain drops and fall all over the island.
KAABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! CRASH! SMASH! FLASH!
Things blow apart in huge roaring flames. Everywhere is on fire. Like a dragon's tongue, flaming heat pulsates, eating everything it touches. I watch as a stone lands on my house and my nest emits a radiant bright light before being consumed like everything else.
I watch dazed as fire spreads all around. The roaring flames sputter and spatter like a many headed beast surrounded by a shoal of fish. Everything is shining, lustrous and dazzling like severe lightning flashing across the sky. It is beautiful.
And then my dream shatters. First come the screams. I recognize them, they are nymph cries.
"No..." I swiftly climb down the tree and run to the beach as fast as I can.
The ships loom larger as I run close.
"STOP! PLEASE STOP! You are killing everyone. I beg you STOP!" I run towards them waving my hands.
"STOP! Everyone will die.....I beg you!" I jump on the sand flapping my arms like a bird trying to get their attention. Trying to get them to listen. But the stones still fly.
"Stop the fire! Take me instead! STOP! PLEASE!" The water has become red. Guts spill across the sand. But still the screams come. The cries resound inside me as the fire spreads all around.
"Noooooo! Make it STOP! Please STOP!" My voice is becoming hoarse from shouting. My eyes fill with tears. The screams just won't stop!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I hear three loud sounds and something small and fast hit me. I do not feel the pain but I see my blood flow. I don't care about it.
"STOP! Please stop! I beg you stop! Can you not understand what I am saying! Look at me! Stop!" I cry out and I cry out. But those black things still fly. Like a storm shaking the world, like the rain pelting with drops, like the unearthly lightning scaring the heavens.
"Nooooo....please....stop! Rosalie..Combe..Daphne..Merope! They will die! Stop....please stop..." But those screams do not stop.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I hear those sounds again. "Kill ME! Make it so I cannot hear those screams anymore."
But the things do not hit me. A shadow shields me from those things. It falls in front of me. My eyes recognize her as she falls in my arms.
"Noooo...why....noo please no..." My eyes are wet. Tears trickle down blurring the sight. Maybe I am in a dream. I will wake up and everything will be alright...yes that's what it is. But her voice made it real.
"Because you need to live..my lord..." She smiled as she ran her soft hands on my face. Her hands have blood on them.
And then they fall, lifeless.
"Nooo...this cannot happen. Please, this cannot happen...this cannot be.....grrr...you.....you ...." A strange feeling is coming out. I have never felt this before. Like the fire all around me. It is like it is inside me. Burning my insides they are eating me. The pain...
Bang! Bang!... the cursed sounds still come.
"GrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!" I scream in pain.
I can't see anything anymore. I cannot feel anything anymore. Maybe I have died. The screams have stopped. At last!