My friends Johnny, and Jimmy stood  across from me, Jimmy twisting his long brown hair into a bun.  Johnny ran his hands through his slicked back brown hair, both of their green eyes twinkling with excitement.  Johnny towered over his brother Jimmy, his black suit impeccable while his brother’s green suit was wrinkled.  My blue balls still ached, her naughty words turning me on. 

“I heard you brought your bride.” Jimmy teased lightly, poking me in the shoulder. “I thought you were never going to get married.  Bro, is she even real?  Do we get to be your best men?”  Rolling my eyes, my arms crossed my chest.  Johnny nudged my shoulder, my mind wondering where she even was.  Was she finding the furthest bathroom from all of us?  

“Dragon!” She called out desperately, pain dripping in her voice. “I need you!”  Sprinting past them, they called out to me.  My boots pounded against the white marble floor, my body smashing into my father’s.  Crashing to the floor, my father’s face screamed of concern.  

“Have you seen Alice?” He asked nervously, a frown deepening the wrinkles around his eyes. “I have not seen her at all.”  Rushing to the bathroom, a puddle of blood sat at my feet.  Horror widened my eyes, where was she?  More importantly, why was I concerned about her?  My heart shattered at the trail of blood leading to the stairs down to the dungeon.  Screams, her screams of pain echoed.  Sprinting down the stairs, a horrific sight greeted me.  Marissa was whipping her with our demon whip, blood pooling beneath her.  Tears streamed down her cheeks, the back of her hair matted with fresh blood.  Her eyes lit up when she saw me, Marissa stepping back.  She must be put to death for hurting my vixen, my father stiffening up next to me.  I  threatened to put her to death when she grabbed my sleeve, her suggestion of stripping her family of their titles shocking me.  How did she not want her dead?  None of that mattered, her health was the main priority here.  She looked horrible, a weak smile on her face.  Inky blackness dyed her veins, spores drifting from her lips.  Passing her the white milky liquid, she drank it.  In a moment she looked better, but still looked so small in my arms.  Her immediate apology pissed me off, telling me that she went through similar shit at home.  Placing her in the bath, her back disgusted me.  The large patches of muscle made me nauseous, and vengeful.  Dabbing at them, she winced in pain.  My eyes fell on the myriad of whip marks on her back, the older ones ugly scars.  I needed to know why she was so battered, not that I could do much anyway.  Asking her felt rude, but I did.  

“My family was overthrown in the demon realm.  I was in line to become the next empress, and a rebel army led by my grandmother killed everyone but me.” She explained numbly, biting her lip. “I deser-.”  My eyebrows twitched, rage boiling in my veins.  Scooping her out of the water, I held her close to my chest.  I didn’t care that her wet body was soaking my shirt, she needed love.  Pressing my lips against hers sweetly, she melted into my chest.  Dark bags hung under her eyes, the weight of the world looking like it was on her shoulders.  Never would I care that she was destined to be my enemy in another dimension.  Her lips kissed mine lustfully, my cock hardening as my heart fluttered.  Not knowing what to do, I ran out of the room into my friends.  

“Why do you look so flustered, and wet?” Johnny teased playfully, trying to peek past me. “Do you need to talk?”  Shaking my head numbly, the memory of my stepmother leaving us behind for our enemy.  I had loved her with all of my heart, her cold red eyes glaring into mine at all times.  My father collapsed to his knees, his head buried in his palms.  It was from that moment on that I decided to hate women, but Alice was challenging everything.  

“I love Alice, and I want to be with her.” I blurted out, hoping she didn’t hear me. “I don’t want her to leave me.  She makes me feel like, well I don’t know.  Everytime I get close to telling her that I love her I just get cold and try to get her to hate me.”  My birth mother's red dress rested in their arms, my hands wrapping around the standard imperial white suit hanging in my closet.  Gold details lined the sleeves, tears welling up in my eyes at the sight of the red dress.  

“Then try to be nice to start with.” Jimmy advised softly, the maid rushing out past me. “She needs you as much as you need her.  Go to her, and we can hang later.”  They dashed off, her naked form making my cheeks flush.  Tossing her the dress rudely, I remembered what they said.  

“Don’t get soft on me, Vixen.” I warned half-heartedly, iciness still in my voice. “I like it better when you are snappy with me.  Hop on my back.  I want to feel your giant breasts against my back.”  Her slap felt so good, the old Alice back for at least a moment.  Still she needed punishment, her defeat so clear on her face.  Smiling warmly at her, happiness glinted in her eyes for the first time as I showed her the castle.  Shit, we had tea with the council.  Setting her down in front of the garden, my eyes fell on the beauty she really was.  The red corset top hugged her body like a glove, the red silk cascading to her boots.  Chills ran up my spine, my aunt glowering in my direction.  Childlike wonder brightened my eyes, her poise and grace coming out at all of the right times.  The wonder dissipated the moment my aunt opened her thin lips.  

“Did you know that you have to give us an heir within the first year of your marriage to make it legit?” She began, tea dripping down her face as Alice spit it all over her face. “You shouldn’t marry this trash!  She is just a demon girl who you chose to rebel against your father.  She doesn’t even have any manners. You should have chosen Marissa, and I heard you stripped her of her title.  How dare you!”  How dare she insult her, that was my job.  Slamming my hands on the table, tears welled up in my eyes.  Hatred brewed between the two of us, her death glare not scaring me anymore. 

“I love her for her sharp tongue.” I announced passionately for the first time in my life, her tone pissing me off.  “Step down, or I will strip you and your family of your titles.  No one treats my vixen like this at all.  She is mine, and mine alone.  Maybe if you idiots had paid attention, you would have noticed that I hated all of the choices you picked.  They were all annoying little bitches out for themselves. So yeah she is a little rough around the edges, but she is the most genuine person I have ever met.  I said human because I have heard all of your whispers about how she is a demon, but she has emotions as well.  Guess what, you will have your bloody heir by the end of the year.  Let’s go!”  Dragging her along, we stopped in the black floral section.  Unable to contain my emotions anymore, tears exploded from my eyes.  Her arms pulled me into her breasts, her heart beating faster than mine.  

“I will carry your children, if you need me to.” She promised warmly, the thought of her carrying my children giving me a blush on my cheeks. “I want to help you no matter what.”  Despite my mind telling to give her a snarky response, a loving gaze met mine.  Her hair blew in the wind, exhaustion winning me over. 

“Dragon!” She called out, four little ones hugging her legs. “We are waiting for daddy to come help us fly a kite.”  Her kind face melted my heart, the black haired children running towards me.  Dark clouds rumbled above us, an elderly version of her stepping out of the shadows.  Black robes flowed over her body, the black eyes glistening with excitement.  Cold sweat dripped down my face, Alice and my children dropping to the ground.  Blood poured from their eyes, the woman approaching me. 

“If you marry her, this will happen.” She warned gleefully, stabbing me in the stomach. “This is your one warning.  Ta ta.”  

Jerking awake, our heads smashed together. Rubbing her head, cold sweat dripped off of my forehead.  A distant look darkened her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.  Dark clouds brewed above us, thunder crashing violently.  A fresh cut lined her cheek, defiance growing in her eyes. 

“Did you have a nightmare about my grandmother?” She inquired oddly, touching the cut on her face. “We shouldn’t do th-”  Kissing her sensually, I pulled her into my arms.  Shaking my head, the coldness had to stop now.  

“I have loved you from the moment I saw you.” I admitted sheepishly, this feeling out of place.  “I know I can be a major asshole, but give me the chance to prove my worth.  I vow to protect you from your grandmother, hell I will take her down.  Then we can combine the two kingdoms or something.  Promise me you will still marry me.”  Smiling warmly, she pinned me to the ground.  Her hair cascaded like a curtain around her beautiful face.  Her eyes shimmering with fresh tears, she pressed her lips against mine gently.  My heart fluttered at her touch, the royal seamstress clearing her throat behind us.  The older woman with one blind eye and one blue eye shook her head in disapproval.  

“I didn’t plan on letting her win.” She said defiantly, a deep blush burning on her cheeks. “So, I guess you are stuck with me whether you like it or not?  What can I say?  I have that effect on people, and I love you too.  You challenge me, and I guess it turns me on.  Let’s start with getting married, and I can’t wait until the wedding night.”  Hopping off of me, she followed the seamstress.  

“Smooth words, romeo!” Jimmy joked lightly, offering me his hand. “She has you smitten, and can I say that she is fine.  If things don’t work out, then she ca-”  Daggers could have shot from my eyes, his form shrinking back.  

“She is mine, and I refuse to let her go.” I growled through gritted teeth, the stars twinkling above me. “Keep an eye out  for demons for me.  I probably just made a bunch of new enemies.”  Rolling his eyes, his arms crossed his chest.  

“Just one day?” He pleaded sarcastically, poking my shoulder childishly. “I just want you to not make enemies.”