The need to escape was overwhelming.

My mind was filled with thoughts of Kara, her wet bikini clinging to her curves, but my demons had other plans.

They urged me to teleport into her bedroom at the most inconvenient time.

With a quick flick of my hand, I cast an invisible shield around myself just in time for Kara to enter the room.

Her flushed cheeks and shimmering skin only added to her allure as she removed her bikini and laid down on her bed.

She was breathtakingly beautiful.

My body responded immediately, my arousal evident as my cock strained against my pants.

Kara's hair cascaded over her body like a waterfall, framing her dark pink nipples that stood erect in the cool air.

Everything about her was like a work of art - from the way she caressed her own skin, to the way she pinched at her nipples and sucked on her bottom lip.

I knew I had to leave before I lost all control.

Being so close to her, watching her pleasure herself, it took every ounce of self-control not to claim her right then and there.

But I couldn't resist using my powers to create a mirror portal above my bed where I lay, hidden and able to watch her without being seen.

Her moans echoed through the room as she ground against her hand, her sweet pussy begging for attention.

Oh how I longed to dive into that juicy wetness like it was my last meal.

With one hand gripping tightly on my throbbing cock, I stroked myself as I watched Kara's every move.

Her perky nipples called out to me from a distance, tempting me with their sweet promise.

I pumped harder and faster, imagining it was her tight pussy clenching around me instead of just my hand.

As she slipped a finger inside herself, moaning and writhing in pleasure, my desire peaked.

Feeling the raw pain from the friction of my hand against my cock only added to the intensity of my pleasure.

I couldn't resist the overwhelming need for Kara, my body and mind consumed by her.

As she rocked her hips and grabbed at her own throat, bringing herself closer to the edge, my own release was imminent.

With a final cry of ecstasy, Kara's body shook as she reached the pinnacle of pleasure.

And with one last thrust of my hand, I followed suit, hot cum coating my hand as I watched her ride out her orgasm.

It was like we were connected in that moment, both seeking and finding release together.

My peaceful slumber is abruptly interrupted by a summons, and I am instantly transported to the one who called me.

As I materialize, I sense an air of frustration emanating from the King's voice.

"Can I be of assistance?" I ask, my tone laced with disdain.

"It has been almost four years, and you still have not found my daughter," the King's voice carries a heavy weight of disappointment.

I glance around the room and notice another man standing beside the King - an arrogant blond with a similar attire to the King's.

"Do not disrespect him like that," the other man speaks up, referring to me as "filth."

"He doesn't have much of a choice, does he?" I retort, my anger rising at being spoken down to.

"He is a King, and you will show him respect," the man demands.

"Evan, perhaps you should control your puppy before I neuter him," I warn, my patience wearing thin.

"I can handle this, Nathaniel," Evan responds calmly.

"Clearly not well enough, or else I would be married by now," Nathaniel sneers.

Jealousy and rage course through my veins as I realize this is the man Evan promised Kara to.

"He has yet to find Kara because he is too busy playing errand boy for the world," Nathaniel remarks under his breath.

My demon instincts surface in anger and my eyes flash red with hellish flames.

In one swift motion, I tackle Nathaniel against the wall behind him.

"You better learn your place, dear Prince," I growl, my fangs elongating.

"Or you may find yourself in a very compromising position."

With great effort, I push my demons back down and turn to face King Evan once more.

"A deal is a deal, regardless of any changes in your plans. Next time, make sure your companions know who they are dealing with, Evan, or you may not like what I do," I warn before teleporting to the tunnels under his castle.

I stay there for a while, knowing that it will be difficult for anyone to track my movements.

What am I doing? Letting my desires cloud my judgement?

"You seem to be in quite a dilemma, my son," I hear my mother's voice behind me.

"The great Morgana graces me with her presence. What dilemma?" I respond sarcastically.

"I could have visited you at the Slayer Sisters' castle, but I knew you would prefer I showed myself here," she says slyly, a smile forming on her lips.

"Do not meddle in my affairs, mother," I snap.

"I know where you've been and that you plan on returning. For once, don't be so elusive and admit that you have taken a liking to her," she teases.

"It's nothing more than lustful desires. Nothing serious," I insist, though deep down I am uncertain of my own feelings.

"Are you sure about that, Azron?" she asks knowingly.

"Even if there was something more, Kara would run as soon as she learns the truth - who and what I really am," I confess bitterly.

"How do you know that? You won't know unless you tell her the truth and show her who you truly are," she advises with a motherly tone.

"What kind of woman would want to be with a demon? The spawn of hell and the son of the most powerful witch and one of the strongest demons known to man?" I retort angrily.

"Your father and I do not define who you are. It is your choices and actions that shape you. Everyone has skeletons in their closet; it's how we handle them in the present that matters," she imparts wise words before disappearing into thin air.

I teleport to a few different locations before finally arriving back in my own room.

I lie down on the bed, my mind heavy with my mother's words. Perhaps it is time for a change - to see if I can have more than just physical desire with Kara.