Ch 13: Freeing the Demon
~Beast's POV~
Since the morning in the library Belle had been driving Beast crazy. Every glance was filled with heat. Every touch, a reminder of how her hands felt against him.
He'd wanted her before, but it was nothing compared to knowing how responsive and eager she would be.
He couldn't get the thoughts of her panting against him out of his head.
He'd had to take matters into his own hands daily, sometimes more than once, just to relieve enough tension to get some work done.
And Belle wasn't making matters any easier.
She kissed him deeply at every chance. Which he adored, but he wanted more. To be fair she wanted more too.
Only they both had been busier than usual with their respective duties. Him with managing the villages and her with getting the garden ready for spring planting.
They tried to see each other, but the timing was always off. If he was busy she was free, and if he got done with work early, she was knee deep in dirt.
He could have laughed if he wasn't so frustrated.
But he wasn't mad at Belle. Even in the short moments they spent together he found himself loving her more and more. And he was almost certain she felt the same.
And he was aware that each time they talked and got to know one another better, that she was trusting him more. That he was trusting himself more to not hurt her if they decided to take things further.
So despite the fact he wanted to see more of her, he was happy with the progress they had made, and were still moving towards.
"Ah Master! There you are," Lumiere called from behind.
Beast turned to find the candelabra hopping towards him.
Beast was usually in his study this time of day, but he'd felt restless, so he taken an unusual walk around the less traveled part of the castle.
"Sorry to give you trouble. Did you need something?"
But the candelabra was waving his hand dismissively.
"Non. Belle was just looking for you, something about finishing early. I told her I would let you know."
Beast could have laughed. Here he was wondering the castle to work off the frustration of not seeing Belle, when she was looking for him.
"Thanks for finding me. Is she in her room now?" Beast asked unable to hide the excitement in his voice.
"I believe so. I only just left her maybe fifteen minutes ago."
Beast nodded and hurried off towards Belle's room after a quick goodbye with Lumiere.
He hoped she was still waiting.
He arrived at her door in just a few short minutes, only slightly out of breath from running the whole way.
After a calming breath, he knocked tentatively.
Belle opened the door only a moment later.
"Oh. Hi." She smiled sweetly in surprise. "I guess Lumiere found you."
"Ah, yes. I had taken a walk on the far side of the castle." His grin was sheepish.
"Does that mean you free then?" Her voice was hopeful.
"I am."
Her eyes light up warmly and she took a step forward reaching to touch his arms.
"I'm glad. I've been missing spending time with you."
Beast felt a tremor of heat flood through him from her touch. He leaned in, and down, his lips very near hers.
"And I have missed you." He whispered back, making her flush deeply.
Their mouths met shortly after, and they both sighed with contentment.
Her hands wound their way into his mane, while his dipped down to grab her by the waist, pulling her tightly in.
The groaned as their bodies connected.
"I've been wanting to do that for days," he admitted when he finally pulled back for a breath.
"You can do that to me anytime." Belle murmured. "In fact. You should do it again now."
Beast wanted to growl.
"We're in the hall," he reminded them.
Belle looked around, as if noticing for the first time. She gave a small laugh.
"I guess we are. But we don't have to stay in the hall." Her meaning was clear.
"And where should I whisk you away to?" He purred, making her shake.
"Anywhere we can be alone," her reply was immediate.
Beast hesitated only a moment, before lifting her up, pushing into her room. The door clicked softly behind them.
He watched her eyes for any doubt as he walked to her bed. But he saw only excitement, and dare he believe it, love, shining back.
When he set her down, her hands reached up to pull him back for another kiss. He obliged, coming to her, pressing into her, her back pushing into the mattress.
His body molded to every inch of her, enveloping her in his heat.
She moaned under his touch. Sighed into his kiss. Squirmed beneath him, seeking more contact.
It was wondrous.
"Belle," he whispered against her lips. "You're making me crazy."
She whimpered as he pulled back a fraction.
"I can't help it. I just want…" she trailed off, as if not sure of what to say.
"What is you desire?" He asked, nuzzling her neck.
A short pause followed.
"You." Her words were so soft.
He lifted his head to look into her eyes.
So much emotion was shining in them.
Her hand reached up, stroking his face so lovingly, he could hardly stand it.
"I-I love you." She whispered.
Beast felt like his heart was going to explode.
"Oh Belle," he kissed her deeply with all his heart. Showing without words, that he felt the same.
His mouth claimed her. Every stroke of his tongue filled her senses, while his hands roamed her body. He worshiped her.
Only when she was completely undone did he pull back.
"I can hardly fathom that you have come to care for me so deeply Belle. Though I never thought I would have the chance to love someone, you have captured my heart completely and perfectly."
Tears formed in her eyes, and she lifted her head to capture his lips in a kiss so gentle he felt his breath would shatter it.
But then it deepened, became demanding, grasping. It consumed them as they drowned in this new euphoria of love and all it's wonders.
Their hands pulled at each other, tugging for more, as if wanting to fuse together completely.
"I want you," Belle groaned out. "Please."
Her voice was begging, heady need filled it.
Beast pulled back, looking at her, hoping and not fully believing this was possible.
"Are you sure?" Belle was nodding. "We don't have to do-" but Belle cut him off with a kiss.
"I want to. So much. I want to feel you." A blush crept up her cheek, but she held his gaze.
Beast could have died from happiness.
"You have to promise to tell me to stop if at any point you are uncomfortable." He warned, but there was little heat in his voice. He would give her everything she desired, even if it killed him.
She nodded dutifully.
"I promise." Her oath was solemn.
He kissed her again, taking them back to the place of mindless desire, readying them for what was to come. His inner beast was rearing its head, begging him to claim her. But he fought it back, taking his time. Only he must have not been going fast enough, because Belle let out a frustrated noise.
"Please." Emboldened by her desire, she grasped one of his hands and led it to her pants.
Upon the brush of his paws at her hardness, a guttural sound tore from his chest. The beast was clawing at his belly, raging to be released. He was trying so hard to control it now.
"I want you. I want you to see me. I need you to." The desperate sound in her voice stamped down the beast.
She needed him to see.
Despite the desire, he realized there was fear in her words. She was still holding onto fear of rejection. That somehow her body might not please him.
He needed to let her bare herself to him. To take in the sight of her, truly see what she felt was so wrong.
"Undress for me." His words were rough. He was holding on to control by a string so thin it was a wonder he hadn't already snapped.
She sat up slowly, kneeling before him. With shaking hands, she pulled her shirt over her head. He marveled at the beauty of her skin. The tapering of her waist as it dipped in below her breasts and flared again at her hips.
Ah, and her breasts. They were so beautiful.
They were not overly large, but a perfect mouthful in his opinion. And her dark pink nipples were puckered tightly, begging to be tasted.
Beast growled lowly at the sight, reigning in his desire to pounce.
After a deep breath and a minor hesitation, she looped her fingers around her pants and tugged them down off her legs.
What Beast saw made his mouth grow dry. His inner demon raged in his chest, slamming against the cage, demanding to take. He resisted, somehow.
Before him was a truly wonderous sight.
In many ways she looked so feminine. The high breasts, soft curves, widening of hips, shapely thighs, dainty feet.
But right in the middle was the shaft of pure masculinity surrounded by a thatch of black hair. It was hard, and a pearl of moisture beaded at the tip.
He wanted to take it in his mouth, lap at the wetness, and taste every inch. The thought was no longer surprising to him. He'd imagined such things since her arrival at the castle. But now, seeing her naked in person, he had to admit his imagination had fallen short.
Excited as she was, he could tell she was nervous with him watching her.
"Um, you can see, I'm, I have-" her words faltered. A hand fluttered to her throat and she breathed shallowly. "There's more."
She blushed so deeply; the color blossomed to her shoulders.
He watched in complete fascination as her hand reached down between her thighs, pulling her cock upwards toward her stomach.
He'd expected to see testicles, instead he was faced with a very different piece of anatomy. Two perfect labia were nestled there. Another hand reached down, parting her folds, exposing to him the wet heat of utter femininity.
She'd told him of course that she was both male and female. He should have realized what that meant. Only he thought rather she had a mixture of male and female parts, not, well, both.
But good God how exquisite she looked.
"I know it's uh, well- it's not normal-" she was stammering. He silenced her with a look, and she watched him nervously.
His inner beast rejoiced, knowing the direction this was taking.
Pulling back, he removed his cloak, revealing the vast expanse of his chest. Her eyes watched him as he moved in closer.
His paw skimmed her stomach, the muscles there jerked at his touch. The beast within smiled.
"You couldn't be more prefect if you tried Belle."
She swallowed deeply, and she nodded as if she was trying to believe him.
"There is time, if you ask me to leave, I will. I can't hold back much longer Belle. If you're not ready for this-" He panted trying to reign in the desire to grab her up and bury himself deep within her body.
She pulled him forward closing the distance between them.
"I'm yours."
And he knew he was gone.
He kissed her firmly, her body molded to his. The feel of her naked flesh on his fur drove him wild.
"So beautiful." He whispered, cupping her breast in his hand. Her nipples tightened. "Do you like this Belle? Do you want me to lick you here?" He asked pulling gently at the little bud.
She bucked against him, and he felt the other part of her desire rub against his own.
"Please," Belle begged arching into the touch.
No hesitation was necessary. Beast drew the sensitive nub into his mouth, and Belle gasped at the contact twisting her hands into his mane. He lapped at her gently. Rubbing and suckling the flesh until she cried out wantonly. The sounds nearly drove him mad.
She was reaching for him now, tugging down his trousers, setting his desire free.
It wasn't wise. His demon growled that she wanted it now. She was showing him as much.
Her eyes rounded as she saw his length. Beast had to admit it was substantially bigger than hers. But he was a beast. He was half afraid she'd pull away now.
But she reached out tentatively, her eyes asking. At his nod, she touched him softly. The feeling was incredible. He wanted to roar.
Her fingers trailed his shaft gently, exploring the expanse of his length. The motion was too much for his already agitated state, his hips bucked pushing into her hand. Her lips twitched, and he knew he was in trouble.
Her fingers wrapped around him now, pumping his flesh rhythmically. He watched, enraptured with the feeling.
Feeling his control breaking, he pushed her back into the bed releasing her old on him. She let out a soft moan as his hands now roved her form telling her how just how desirable he found her. Her cock jerk from his touch, and the wetness leak out from her core.
It was so hot.
She gasped and her hips thrust upwards when he touched her cock, shoving herself deeper in his palm.
"You're prefect Belle, every inch." She panted and moaned his words driving her almost as crazy as the pressure on her cock.
He gripped her tightly, spreading the wetness from her tip over her length. She shook and twisted beneath his hold.
"Oh, oh yes! Yes!"
Beast felt ravenous at her cries of passion. He needed to make her feel more. Needed her to be ready. Unable to hold back, he did what he'd been imagining for weeks.
Lowering his lips down to her heat, his tongue flicked out to lap at her moisture. He growled at the musky sweet taste of her cock. Wanting more, his tongue fanned out around her, licking up and down, all over her shaft.
She thrashed with pleasure.
Then his mouth enveloped her completely. Lips sheathed around her aching member, tongue swirling around, and the back and forth movement was her undoing.
She came violently into his mouth, her juices spilling out and down his throat. The beast greedily took it all, wanting every drop.
"You taste so good. Do you have any idea how much I've fanaticized about doing that to you? And you came so quickly." His voice was hoarse yet filled with amazement.
"I'm sorry," she was blushing at her own inexperience, but then Beast was beside her, covering her face with kisses.
"No Belle. Never be sorry for this. You're so beautiful I can hardly stand it. And the fact I can make you feel this way, to make you come undone like this, it is the best feeling."
He meant every word.
"The truth is I love pleasing you. I want to do it over and over. Will you let me touch you again? Let me bring you pleasure?"
Her cheeks turned redder, but she nodded and cried out as his claws found their way to her feminine heat. They pressed gently there, soaking up the wetness that spilled forth.
"Please!" she begged arching against him.
He loved hearing her cries for him. And the beast grinned, knowing this would only end well for him.
Beast brought his lips down to the opening of her sex and kissed the folds. Her cock had already re-hardened at his touch. It filled him with primal satisfaction that he had her wanting again so soon.
He kissed and sucked her flesh; tongue roved out to fill the empty space inside her. She moaned incoherently her hands clutching his hair tightly. He loved the feel of her fingers digging into his scalp. When one hand found its way to his horns, he growled into her.
The vibrations of his roar rocked her with gluttonous desire. She rubbed his horn more vigorously now, encouraged by his response. Her touch hastened his own; and it wasn't long before Belle found herself so wrought with pleasure, she thought she might break.
"Beast! Beast! I'm- I'm there. Oh Fuck!" she came around his tongue, her walls tightened and her cock sprayed jerking hard with the violence of her release.
Belle panted, her limbs feeling weak from exertion.
"Oh God that was so good." She whispered.
Beast hovered over her, fighting his will to dominate. She sensed it in him, the pressure he was holding back. With a gentle hand she stroked his face.
"Please Beast. I want you to feel this way."
He shuttered violently clutching the sheet, wanting so badly to thrust into her.
"Belle, I don't think I can control myself. I don't want to hurt you." He was literally shaking with restraint. The inner beast was taking over, all too happy to be handed the reigns.
Looking deeply in his eyes she nodded.
"I'll be fine. You've made me feel so good. I still feel good. Touch me Beast. Feel what you do to me. Feel how ready you've made me for you."
His claw probed her opening and found it so slick, the touch alone was almost his undoing. He wasn't going to last long at all.
"It's okay. Please. I'm yours Beast. All yours." She pulled him to her, aligning him to her entrance, giving him full permission.
Beast shook with concentration, holding back the demon the best he could, but he knew it was a losing battle.
He knew he was gripping her hips too tightly, but he couldn't stop himself. As carefully as he could, he pushed into her. She was so wet, so hot it was blinding.
And just like that his restraint was gone.
The sound of muted cries could vaguely be heard. Somewhere deep inside, the man feared and resisted, but the beast was having none of it. It had taken over so completely there was nothing to be done until it was satisfied. It wasn't long before the beast shattered, spilling his hot seed into her belly.
It seemed a long time before Beast had regained control. He found himself laying somewhat limply over her form. She was still beneath him. Fear took over, desire died as he backed away, horrified at what he'd done.
He taken her so roughly. He'd heard her cry out, remembered the frantic tugging on his arms. She laid so still now, if not for the gentle rise of her chest he would have thought her dead. No, this was almost worse. He'd hurt her so badly she'd passed out from the pain.
Ashamed he backed away to the corner of the room, too angry with himself to do anything but wait.
AN: I wanted to go at a pace that felt good for my characters, and as I was writing it just seemed like all that tension was ready for this. Hopefully you agree.
Hope you guys are enjoying! Leave me some comments on how you feel about the story so far :)
For those of you who are curious, people like Belle do exist. Meaning you can have a person with a penis and vagina at the same time. It's one of many many many different types of intersex phenotypes. I will point out that having two complete sets of genitals has not yet been scientifically proven. Meaning a person can't have both ovaries and testicles at the same time, or a clit and a penis at the same time. Belle has a penis (no testes) and a vagina (no clit) so despite the fact it seems like this might not exist, it can and does!