stella pov.
stella goetia silently sipped at her wine, the warm liquid doing little to soothe the storm of anger brewing within her.
Stella was a tall, slim, white peacock demon. Stella has long, hair-like feathers that have gray tips and a large gray stripe on her head. She has a short pink beak, and very long curved eyelashes.
She has gray markings underneath her eyes, which themselves have red sclera with light pupils.
For attire, Stella wears a white dress with puffed sleeves and feather trimming, along with black accents. She is seen wearing a crown, and has painted nails underneath her black gloves.
Stella seems to be very temperamental about her husband's infidelity to the point of verbally and almost physically attacking him while screaming, breaking a lot of possessions and even assaulting an imp butler.
However, she seems to be more baffled by said infidelity specifically happening with an imp, a demon of lower position; she is also incensed that Stolas spoke of his inability to go to a motel to consummate it. Given Octavia's indifferent attitude towards her aggressive outburst, it can be assumed Stella has these outbursts on a frequent basis.
Given her choice of words during her argument with Stolas, it seems she is very classist, as she is not only furious at his infidelity but also at his debasement in position, choice of lovers and actions, since she berated him for acting like a plebeian.
the sorce of her anger her husband stolas, that usless imp fucker. that fucking useless bastard. she could careless about him cheating, but the imbarrisment of that imp telling her and her friends about after falling into there cake, and then stolas shouting about a divourse had ruined her's , stolas's and there daughter octavia reputation with not only there family but other nobel demon family's.
but some how she was the bad guy. It had been weeks since that fiasco, and she couldn't get it out of her head. She had seen the way her friends and the other nobles had looked at her, the way they whispered behind her back. It was humiliating.
The wine was doing little to dull the pain of her bruised ego, but she continued to sip it, hoping that the alcohol would eventually take over and numb her to the world around her.
Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the opulent surroundings of their mansion, a stark contrast to the chaos that had become her life. The gold-trimmed furniture, the velvet drapes that pooled on the marble floors, and the priceless artworks adorning the walls served as a reminder of her once unblemished status in high society. Now, she felt like nothing more than a dirty secret, a joke among her peers.
her thoughts went to her daughter octavia, she was an adolescent owl demon. She was lanky and unkempt, with a coat of gray feathers. Her eyes are pink with bright white pupils with light purple eyeshadow to go with her long eyelashes. Below each of her eyes are two tear-like streak eyelashes. Octavia bears traits from both of her parents. She has her father's white, mask-like face with her mother's eyes and shaggy hair feathers.
For clothing, Octavia wears a black feathery shawl around her shoulders over a pink dress with light yellow stars on it, a black beanie hat with a pale yellow tiara design on it on her head, a pink choker around her neck, black leggings, and black heeled boots.
Stella can admit she wasn't the best mother to her, but she had always loved her and the thought of her daughter being looked down at because of stolas's indiscretions made her blood boil.
currently they were out of the house to go to that stupid theme park loo loo land, as if there daughter was still a hatchling. she thought to herself, her feathers ruffling in annoyance. but that was fine after all he would not be around forever, she thought darkly.
her dark thoughts were interupted by a knock at the door, it could not be the imp servants as she sent them all home for the day, which left it at one person knocking at her door.
"come in" she called out, her voice laced with irritation. The door swung open to reveal naruto a powerfull hellfox standing in the doorway, his tail swishing back and forth as he looked at her with a smirk.
"lady Stella," he said, his voice low and smooth, like a predator stalking its prey. "you called for me" he said as he stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.
Stella's eyes narrowed at the sight of him, his smug expression only fueling her anger but also her lust. "yes, i'm in need of stress reliever, and I know you're good at that" she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm but the hint of need could not be hidden.
Naruto stepped closer to her, his fur ruffling with anticipation. He knew Stella's tastes, and he was more than willing to indulge her in whatever twisted fantasy she had in mind. "How can I be of service to you, my lady?" he asked, his tone now one of mock servitude.
With a dramatic flick of her tail feathers, Stella pulled up her dress, revealing the pink, puckered hole of her cloaca. It was a bold move, one that didn't escape the notice of the hellfox. "You know what I want," she said, her voice now a low growl. "I want my servant to pleasure there princess" stella was refering to her self, hinting that she wanted naruto to fuck her.
Naruto's smirk grew wider, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He knew that Stella was referring to herself, and the challenge in her tone was too tempting to resist. "As you wish, my lady," he said, bowing slightly before moving closer.
He reached out a paw and gently traced the edge of her cloaca, making Stella shiver with anticipation. His touch was surprisingly gentle for such a powerful creature, sending a shiver down her spine. She felt a thrill of excitement as he dipped a digit inside her, testing her wetness.
"You're very eager my lady" he murmured, his voice a low purr that seemed to resonate through her entire body. She pushed back against him, her feathers fluttering with desire.
Naruto chuckled, his digit moving in slow circles inside her. Stella's breath hitched as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm start to build. "are you enjoying this my lady"
"Yes," she hissed, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "More," she demanded, pushing back onto his hand. "are you sure you want an inferor creature like my self to pleasure you?" he teased, his digit moving faster.
Stella's glare was sharp enough to cut glass. She didn't need his sarcasm, she needed his cock. "Do not toy with me, hellfox," she growled, her wings spreading slightly. "You know what I want, what I need. Give it to me, or leave."
Naruto's chuckle grew deeper, his digit retreating from her wet warmth. "So be it," he said, his eyes dark with lust as he stripped his clothing away, revealing his thick, red member. He approached her, the scent of his arousal heavy in the air.
Stella's pupils dilated as she took in the sight of him. She had always found him attractive, despite his lower status, and now she couldn't wait to feel him inside her. She spread her legs wider, offering herself to him like a sacrifice to a deity of pleasure.
Naruto's cock grew even harder at the sight of her willingness. He stepped closer, aligning his member with her eager cloaca. "You know what you're asking for, don't you?" he whispered, his breath hot against her neck.
"Yes," she moaned, her voice a mix of defiance and desire. "I know exactly what I'm doing."
Without another word, Naruto thrust into her, his thick cock stretching her to the limits. Stella gasped, her nails digging into the armrests of her chair. The sensation was exquisite, a mix of pleasure and pain that sent a shockwave through her body. She had missed this, the raw power and dominance that only a creature like him could provide.
He began to fuck her with a ferocity that matched her own, his hips slamming into her with each deep, punishing stroke. She could feel her body responding, her cloaca clenching around him as she sought to draw him deeper. Her feathers were in a state of disarray, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she met his every thrust.
Then, without warning, he ripped off a part of her dress that had been clinging to her H-cup breasts. They spilled out, bouncing and jiggling with the force of his movements. He took one in his hand, squeezing and massaging the sensitive feathered covered flesh, his claws grazing her nipple, sending sparks of pleasure straight to her core. Stella's eyes rolled back in her head as she moaned, the feeling of his rough paw on her skin sending her closer to the edge.
Her breasts were so sensitive, and his touch was like a brand, leaving her skin tingling and hot. She threw her head back, her feathers standing on end as he pinched and twisted her nipples, his cock plunging into her with a fierce intensity that made her cloaca clench around him.
Naruto's eyes never left hers, the smirk on his face growing as he pleaured her. Stella felt a strange thrill at being fucked by a powerfull demon of a lower class than herself, it was like a dirty secret that only added to the taboo nature of their encounter.
she was not like her stupid husband letting all of hell know about fucking a member of the lower class. She had her dignity, but right now she didn't care. She just needed the release, needed to feel something other than anger and embarrassment.
Stella's hips began to match his rhythm, her body moving in perfect sync with his. Her moans grew louder, filling the room as she gave herself over to the pleasure that only a creature like Naruto could provide.
Naruto's eyes burned with desire as he watched Stella's body react to him. He knew that she was using him to regain some semblance of control in her life, but he didn't care. He enjoyed the power he had over her, the way she begged for more despite her earlier protests.
With each thrust, Stella's moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of her pleasure. Her body was tight around him, her muscles contracting and releasing in a symphony of need. He could feel her climax building, her inner walls pulsing around his cock, urging him on.
Naruto leaned in and whispered darkly, "You're mine, Stella. Your body, your soul, all of it." The claim sent a shiver down her spine, her eyes snapping open to meet his gaze. For a moment, she considered denying him, but the fire in his eyes was too intense, too tempting.
"hm, if you want me, then come claim me!" stella challenged, her voice dripping with a mix of anger and desire. She knew it was dangerous playing games with someone like naruto, but she needed this, needed to feel something other than the humiliation of being a laughing stock.
With a predatory smile, naruto brought her into a deep kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth and claiming it as fiercely as he was her body. Stella moaned into the kiss, her anger momentarily forgotten as she succumbed to the overwhelming desire that consumed her.
He pulled back, his eyes blazing with lust and dominance. "As you wish, my lady," he murmured, his voice a seductive purr that seemed to resonate through her very soul. He grabbed her by the hips and flipped her onto her back, his cock never leaving her wet warmth.
Her feathers scattered around her as she gasped in surprise, but the feeling of him inside her again only made her wetter, her body craving his touch like a drug. He began to pound into her with an intensity that left her gasping for breath, her legs wrapped around his waist as she clung to him.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, mixing with the sweet scent of arousal that hung heavy in the air. Stella's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt her orgasm approaching, her body tightening around him like a vice. "Naruto," she moaned, her voice a desperate plea.
He leaned down, his teeth grazing her neck. "You want to be mine, don't you?" he growled, his breath hot against her skin. She could feel his knot swelling, the pressure building inside her as he reached for his climax.
"Yes," she whimpered, her body writhing beneath him. She could feel his knot growing larger, the pressure building to almost unbearable levels. "Claim me," she begged, her voice a needy whisper.
Naruto's eyes flashed with triumph as he felt her submission. He slammed into her one last time, his knot swelling fully inside her, locking them together. Stella screamed out his name as she came, her body spasming around him, her juices soaking his fur. The feeling was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and pain that seemed to fill her entire being.
The room was still, the only sound the heavy breathing of the two demons entwined on the floor. Stella felt his knot begin to shrink, releasing her from the intense embrace. She lay there, her chest heaving, her legs trembling. She had never felt so alive, and so full!"
they fucked for hours, naruto's stamina never wavering as he took stella in every way imaginable. she was no longer a lady of high society but a bitch in heat, begging to be claimed.
their passion was raw and animalistic, staining the luxurious carpet with their juices. stella's feathers were a mess, her makeup smudged from the sweat and tears of ecstasy. she had never felt so alive, so free from the constraints of her position and reputation.
but eventually had to end, as stolas and ocavia were soon to return to the manor, so unfortantly the fun had to to end.
Naruto pulled out of her, his cock glistening with their combined fluids. He smirked down at her, his eyes still holding that dark promise. "I will be back, Stella," he said, his voice low and predatory. "And next time, I will claim you fully."
Stella lay there, panting and exhausted, her body still trembling from the intense orgasms that had ravaged her. The thought of being fully claimed by the hellfox sent a thrill through her, even as she knew the potential consequences of such an act. She nodded weakly, unable to find the words to respond.
Naruto chuckled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He leaned down and kissed her gently, his tongue flicking out to lick the sweat from her lips. "Until next time," he whispered, before pulling away and getting dressed. Stella watched him, her own body feeling empty without his presence.
As the hellfox left her chambers, Stella couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. She had never felt so alive, so in control, yet so utterly at the mercy of another. She knew that their affair was dangerous, but she couldn't bring herself to care. The thought of him claiming her fully was both terrifying and exhilarating.
With trembling hands, she picked up her wine glass and took a large gulp, the alcohol doing little to soothe the ache between her legs. The taste of Naruto's fur still lingered on her lips, a sweet reminder of the raw power he had just claimed over her body.
sign, until next time.