Elton

Elton POV...

Kingdom of Luden.

Beneath the ethereal beauty of a weeping willow, I was in paradise. Surrounded by beautiful women in all shapes colors and sizes. They draped their naked bodies across mine as I indulged in their supple warmth and kissed their lips. I moaned heartily as I sucked on a woman's breast, gliding my palms down her voluptuous curves. I met her lips passionately as the other females cascaded along us, stroking our hair and dolloping tender kisses upon our cheeks.

Being the only male nymph in existence, I was the one that the other females innately craved. I let myself get lost in these pleasures, while the high from forest mushrooms took effect on my mind, altering my reality into something prepossessing.

"Fuck me," the nymph atop me pleaded, taking my penis in her hands with a greedy temperament. I entered her sweet crevasse quickly, and thrusted my hips as the colors that surrounded me grew more vibrant.

"Have another," a second nymph implored as she pressed a mushroom to my lips. I obliged, biting it into my mouth and growing higher whilst it. The trees began to take different forms, bending and curling as my mind expanded endlessly into the cosmos.

Her insides were so tight and wet. She rode me like a stallion, swiveling her hips in my hands and moaning in sweet appraisal. Another nymph perched herself over my face, and I let my tongue taste her wetness, sucking her clitoris into my mouth and making her cry out my name. The nymphs who couldn't partake from me, indulged in each other in a frenzy of love and passion.

When I orgasmed, she took my seed in her womb and dismounted me, kissing the nymph that knelt over my head being orally pleasured. Their long, fluorescent curls of hair blew kindly in the wind, while the sun overhead arched towards the west and melted into a sunset.

"Elton!" A man's voice boomed from outside the woods towards the temple. I'd finally managed to snap out of it and sat up, while the other nymphs grew frightened and alert. "Elton! Where are you!?"

The curvaceous nymph, who I dearly loved left my body. "Your king calls to you," she snickered.

I took her face in my hands, admiring her auburn waves of hair as they curled between my fingers. "I love when you mock me," I breathed into her opened mouth before I kissed her.

Our mouths were melded tightly together and I hardly wanted to part from her as my name was called once again. "You must go," she exhaled, breaking our bonded lips. I touched her rounded face and gazed into her beaming green eyes with longing. She crawled back into the pond that laid before us, the other nymphs following her with their eyes watching me. When they became one with the water, I was all alone and forced to do nothing but go back.

"Where have you been?" My father scolded me with a reprimanding gaze. I staggered into the temple with my robes barely clinging to my shoulders. He read my face as I walked wordlessly past him to get inside. "You were with those women again, weren't you?"

"They're nymphs. They're more than just women."

"And you're high again..." my father droned following me to the base of the stairs. As I climbed up, I blocked out his words, unable to bear his disappointment in me. I was more than just a prince, I was a nymph too. I desired certain things that normal men did not. I desired pleasure, as my birth mother Hedone strongly abided by. Too bad she wasn't the mother who raised me.

"Are you listening to your father?" My adopted mother, the queen, uttered while she stood at the top of the stairs with her silk robes hugging her body. She strode down to me and cupped my face in her hands, reading my eyes as a mother often does. "Disgraceful," she hissed, noticing the hazed nature of my eyes. "What have I told you about those mushrooms?"

I didn't respond. There was no point in defending myself against two callous people. My mother pulled away from me, her brown eyes narrowed harshly and she walked past me, uttering a few words. "Your betrothed will be here in an hour, ready yourself."

"Betrothed?" I inquired. "I thought that wasn't until next week."

"Plans have changed. While you've been frolicking in the forest doing who-knows-what, there is still a war at hand that you refuse to partake in. So your marriage has been pushed to tomorrow."

"Tomorrow!?" I switched around and faced her alarmedly. "I've never even met this woman! What if she's hideous!?"

"Of course that's all you care about," my father scoffed crudely. "Not doing your duty for your country. You're such a selfish brat, Elton."

His words abused me. I wasn't selfish, nor was I a brat. Was it wrong to want other things? Was it wrong to want to be myself? Who did he think he was talking to? Not his son, I suppose, but an enemy.

I shot him an insolent glare before departing to my room without another word. When I walked through the doors, I quickly locked them, not wanting to be disturbed by even the maids. I thought of the nymphs and how I'd be married tomorrow. How all my freedom was being ripped away from me because of this war. I thought about how my birth mother never responded to my prayers. It was as if she wanted me to suffer.

Maybe I was selfish. I was selfish because I never cared for this war. I never asked to be adopted. I never asked to get married either. But who was I to oppose them? They were my parents, they were the king and queen of this continent. I had no say against their choices and expectations. I just had to endure whatever was suffered upon me.

I knelt on my bed and laid down, finding that my eyes had been watering. To think I was in paradise only a moment ago. It was such a warm embracing feeling that I could never experience at the temple. I was a nymph, the forest was my home and my parents could never accept that. They never understood my need to be outside amidst the creatures like myself. They simply wanted me to conform to their ideals, like a good prince. But I wasn't a good prince. I was only ever good at being myself. And for some reason, that just wasn't enough.