Alien Beloved

"Have you seen yourself in the mirror?" Gedeon twinkled.

"You're just a vamp's dream! Small and defenseless, with such

an innocent look, like a child. It turns him on..."

"I'm not small at all, these are syrinxes - giants. Am I really

that attracted to them? I'm a guy, not a girl!"

"Gender doesn't matter to him! If you turn him on, he will

seek your attention. Ignore him! We'll get to the tower now

and we'll be safe."

Denris breathed a sigh of relief as they neared the

entrance to Ellamyria's gigantic tower. A massive door with

large crystals opened after the royal's hand touched it. They

jumped inside and Gedeon immediately locked it by magic.

She came out to them in the hall in an airy multi-layered

dress, gracefully shaking her large white wings.

"Denris, my dear, how beautiful you are! I'm worried that

the vamps will kidnap you one day. Stay with me, it's safer

that way."

Ellamyria waved her hands, and many colored ribbons

wrapped around the prince's body and pulled him to her. A

moment later, the tapes disappeared, revealing a naked

Denris. He could not get used to such unceremonious

treatment and continued to be embarrassed by his nudity in

front of her husband, who sat down next to him in a wide

armchair and meticulously scrutinized him with a languid

blue-eyed gaze.

"Of course, let him live with us," agreed Gedeon, not taking

his eyes off him. "Then you don't need to guard him all the

time! Your ancient offspring Liorif followed us as we made

our way here on foot. Why did he suddenly decide to make a

pass at Den? Those perverts are so annoying… There is no rest

for them."

"Don't pick on my beloved son. There are few like him left,

my direct descendants almost all died in the war." The Queen

busily paced around Denris, peering into his body.

She carefully put a floor-length lilac velvet tunic on him

and kissed him on the lips.

"You are perfection, my dear. I have nothing to add to your

appearance."

She sat him next to her on a cozy sofa and began to gently

stroke his body and hair, immersed in her thoughts, and he

froze in bewilderment, not understanding why the Queen did

not drag him to bed.

"Are we waiting for someone?" Denris asked nervously,

looking back at Gedeon.

He shrugged, and Ellamyria burst into laughter:

"Yes, someone is coming."

Soon, to his horror, the same vampire from street entered

the hall in a tight-fitting blue overalls with white stripes along

the body and arms and bowed respectfully to his mother. His

eyes blazed bright yellow as he glanced at the taken aback

favorite lurking under the Queen's wing.

"You can only talk to him, that's all," Ellamyria said

sternly. "And no charms!"

A tall, slender blond with shoulder-length straight hair

approached and glared at him with burning eyes, as if

enjoying a pleasant sight.

"I am very glad to see you, Your Radiance, so close," Liorif

murmured contentedly and sat down on the floor in front of

him. "Don't be afraid of me, I won't do anything to you."

Denris did his best not to look at the vampire, who was

inflamed with an incomprehensible passion for him, and

remained silent, trying to understand why he was sitting in

front of him, staring.

His intentions were too obvious: to get close to the prince

in every way, and this assumption ruined Denris's mood

completely. He did not want to be in the arms of this hefty

ancient magician at all, and he huddled into a ball, wrapped

his arms around his knees, and Liorif seemed to breathe in an

elusive aroma and was thrilled by the presence of the prince.

"Yeah, you won't be able to understand what I feel when

I'm around you, Denris. I've been wanting to confess my love

to you for a long time, but it's so hard to get a date, Your

Highness."

Denris's eyes widened at the directness of what he heard,

and he turned to Gedeon for moral support, noticing the

barely contained fury on his face, and even more cringed from

unpleasant emotions and suspicions.

The vampire no longer concealed his intentions, and he

was determined.

No one expected that the Queen would allow her son to

enter her chambers and get on the nerves of her favorite and

husband.

"Well, that's enough! I'm sick of looking at this!" Gedeon

was indignant, getting up from his chair. "Get out of here! How

much you harassed me, now you clung to him. Isn't it clear?

He is straight and will not love you back."

Liorif threw him an annoyed look and grinned:

"What kind of concept is "straight"? The Prince must

inspire us..."

This point of view made Denris's heart clench in his chest:

is it really considered the norm for them to have intimate

relationships between men, and he will have to obey? The

prospect of being under such a giant was not at all pleasing.

Liorif continued to look at Denris with undisguised lust,

his citrine eyes flashing.

"Damn it!" Gedeon cursed and flopped into a chair. "How

did you get it with your indefatigable desires! Insolently

pestering the Radiances, although you are forbidden."

Liorif mockingly replied:

"You can be angry, but that won't stop me. Everything is

allowed to the Duke. And if not for your wonderful

superpowers, you have long been mine."

"How did you get me, Liorif! I have long expressed myself

clearly: this will not happen!"

"Don't argue with my son, Gedeon," Ellamyria interjected.

"You really shouldn't say no to those who are in love with you.

My direct descendants have an inalienable right to demand

attention from Lamori. After all, you are gifted with a

magnificent body and amazing vibes, which we all need so

much. Anyone who looks at you is unable to fight lust. So in

vain you treat my sons badly. That's why I let Liorif be here

next to the foreign prince if you don't accept him."

"So it's my fault that I don't want to be his bedding? I

understand that our society with such mores cannot be

changed," Gedeon blurted out. "Only here the Radiances have

a normal orientation and there is no need to impose their

intimate habits on them."

Liorif chuckled mockingly.

"You are so wrong! Some of the newcomers for the sake of

magic immediately agreed to intimacy with me. Delightful

fellow ... We are now dating, and he does not complain."

"Who is it with?" Denris asked anxiously.

"Oh, I finally heard your voice," Liorif did not hide his joy,

moving even closer to the prince.

"Do not you dare touch me!" Denris blurted out

menacingly, and recoiled from him.

"Ow! Do not be angry! Your friend quickly got used to my

caresses."

"Who are you speaking about?" Denris asked irritably. "Is

this Yukhair?"

"Ha-ha! Nah… I'll still get to him," Liorif laughed, sparkling

with citrine eyes. "He's too popular with the princesses to get

through to him."