Risky Business

by J B Trepagnier

  I laughed again.

  “You’re all going down now.”

  “Because of you. If I had known you were Eiltan Sunshadow’s daughter and would cause so much trouble, I would have kept you as far away from my plans as possible.”

  “It’s a little late for that now.”

  “You also made a grave mistake hurting Roman,” Amduscias growled. “No one hurts the people I love, and Roman did nothing to deserve what you let Rathmore do to him. I will unchain your hand and you will write down the names and locations of everyone in the Nightshade Circle.”

  “I can’t betray my coven.”

  “You can write those names down, or I’ll slowly rip off every single one of your fingernails, then unleash Serafina on you. She’s unexperienced at torture, but she is very creative. She doesn’t know how to cut just right. She’d probably make a total mess with all the tools. She also likes fire and there are several things she could do to you with a white-hot iron.”

  Skinner had accepted she would be tortured down here and would eventually die. She didn’t want to betray her coven, but she also really didn’t want me to be the one to come at her on that table. I guess I made an impression in Rathmore’s bedroom with all the burned warlock bits all over the room.

  “I’ll write all the names down as long as you don’t let that crazy halfling anywhere near me.”

  “If any of these names don’t pan out or we find out you’ve kept something from us, I’ll unleash Serafina on you. I’ll watch and enjoy every minute of it.”

  That was certainly new. Just the possibility of being alone with me got her to write down the names and locations of every single member of her coven. Amduscias chained her hand back up.

  Solron was practically bouncing in the corner. Bael walked over and wrapped his arm around her. I thought Bael was this big, evil king of Hell and would be married to another fire born, but he never introduced us to his wife, and he seemed quite taken with Solron.

  “Well, we know what scares her now. If we need Serafina again, I’ll call you. Warden Skinner needs to be punished a little, so Solron and I would like some alone time with her.”

  Amduscias gave them a knowing smile and led us out of the dungeon to a place he could open a portal.

  “Is Solron going to be the queen of Hell?”

  Amduscias just laughed. “It would be quite the scandal for him to take a queen that isn’t fire born, but I’ve never seen him so taken with a demon before. Solron is young, but she’s everything he loves in women. They are probably torturing Warden Skinner together and getting off on it.”

  “That’s fucked up in a sweet way.”

  “You know what else is fucked up? I got turned on watching you threaten her. I’m taking you straight to bed,” Amduscias said, opening the portal back to his palace.

  Chapter 12

  Serafina

  T

  here was so much going on. We’d started the process of stopping the witch plot, but how was Fergus going with the demon plot? I stepped through the portal into Amduscias’s bedroom, and I didn’t even have time to think about it. He swept me into a huge kiss and kissed me until I was panting.

  “Are you mad you didn’t get to torture her?” he asked.

  I just shrugged.

  “As long as someone is. We got what we needed.”

  “Somehow, I get the feeling she didn’t tell us everything. She’ll spill once Bael gets ahold of her. If he taught Solron, then she’s good. Better than good. Solron strikes me as creative with a bit of an evil streak. She’s just the right kind of demon. It’s why Bael loves her. We’ll have more secrets in the morning. I want you now.”

  I yanked my shirt off and raked my nails down his chest. I remembered how much he loved my fingernails when I was teasing him in prison.

  “Where do you want me?”

  Amduscias let out a little growl and yanked me to his chest.

  “Sorry, Skoll. I want Serafina and Roman in my dungeon. Do you want to watch?”

  Skoll gave us this wolfish grin.

  “I don’t think I can watch that kind of sex. My wolf has been itching to come out since you brought Skinner back. I think I will shift and go for a run.”

  I broke away from Amduscias to kiss Skoll. I ran my fingers through his hair.

  “Come back to me when you’re done.”

  “Always,” he said, nipping at my nose.

  Skoll stripped and shifted. His enormous wolf rubbed himself against my legs. He let out a contented growl as I scratched his head. Skoll nuzzled my hand with his warm nose before bolting out the door.

  When I turned around, Roman was already naked and standing there with his erection pointing at me. He had this huge, psycho grin plastered on his face.

  “I was hoping we could play together soon, but I’m a little nervous about your dungeon, Amduscias.”

  Amduscias walked over and wrapped his arms around Roman.

  “Do you want to skip it tonight?”

  Roman just grinned.

  “I said a little nervous. Not that I wanted to skip it. Let’s get down there.”

  Amduscias kissed his forehead.

  “We’ll take things slow. You are both new to this, and you aren’t demons. I won’t be too extreme.”

  He opened his hand and opened a portal. I wondered why his house had hallways if he just opened a portal to the dungeon whenever he wanted to go down there. Oh, well. Maybe the dungeon was somewhere that wasn’t easy to access. Bael did the same thing. Perhaps the location of Hell torture dungeons was top secret, and they didn’t want anyone to know where they tortured people. I’d certainly want to keep that location a secret if I had a torture hobby in addition to arson and murder.

  Amduscias’s torture dungeon was in better condition than Scorchwood. No mossy walls were dripping with water, and it was a pleasant temperature in here. The dungeon was vast like it might be below his estate.

  There was a section that looked deadly, but he walked us through gauzy red curtains to a more romantic area. This section had an enormous bed, an entire wall with a shelf of sex toys, and some furniture that looked like it was for play.

  There was a chair on a dais that looked a little like a throne. Amduscias took a seat and stared at us with hooded eyes.

  “Roman, I will take it easy on you tonight. I want you to rid Serafina of her clothes. Slowly. Make it sexy and give me a show. Kiss her and love her. Show me how much you love your mate.”

  Amduscias and I were both dressed, but Roman got stark naked as soon as he found out we would play in the dungeon. The lighting in the dungeon had a red tint that played well off his pale skin. His eyes started glowing red, and his fangs had been out this entire time. I wondered which Roman I would get tonight. Roman could be sweet and playful, but he also had that feral, dangerous side I loved so much. I didn’t mind dancing with either of them. Amduscias was in control right now, but really, could anyone control Roman? Why would anyone want to? Roman was genuinely free now. No one should try to cage him again.

  Roman stalked over to me and cupped my face. He kissed me so gently I was starting to wonder what had gotten into Roman. I felt his fang prick my tongue, and then he must have pierced his too. My blood tasted like copper after it filled my mouth, but his was different. I couldn’t place it, but his blood was pleasant, and I wanted more.

  I let out a little growl and deepened the kiss. Roman and I were connected on a deep level. I could always feel him now. He had full access to my thoughts and dreams. Something happened when I swallowed his blood. I could feel him even deeper. I could hear him laughing, but that wasn’t possible because his tongue was in my mouth.

  “It goes both ways now, Serafina. The more of my blood you have, the more of me you have access to. You’re in my mind right now instead of me being in yours. You are welcome at any time. I hope you’ll visit my dreams when Fergus is real, and you can touch him.”

  I had never wanted Roman so badly. He had this psycho side,
but sometimes, he was such a teddy bear. I fell to my knees to take his cock in my mouth and heard Amduscias admonish me from his throne. What the fuck?

  “On your feet, Serafina. This is my dungeon and my show. I didn’t permit you to please Roman. I gave Roman an order to undress you and pleasure you.”

  “What if it would please me to suck Roman’s cock?”

  Amduscias clucked his tongue.

  “I have plans for Roman’s cock tonight that don’t involve your mouth. Don’t misbehave, or I’ll spank you. See that paddle on the wall? I’ll have Roman hold you down and turn your ass red.”

  Oh, god. If anyone else said that to me, I would have set them on fire. When Amduscias said it, it just made me curious. I wasn’t in control here, and I was in control of everything in my life. Maybe I would like it if I let someone else drive for a little while. Roman was into it, and so was Amduscias. I could play this game. Maybe I would even misbehave a little because I was curious about what it would be like to have Amduscias spank me. I knew he would like to do it.

  I decided to go with the flow. I’d fought against the system since I was born. I was tired of fighting. Hell was a chance to be happy, and that meant exploring unfamiliar things. I let go of Roman’s cock and rose to my feet. Roman grinned at me and caressed my cheek.

  “You’re a little overdressed, Serafina. We have orders. We want to please Amduscias, and I want to please you.”

  Amduscias chuckled.

  “Let’s get this show on the road, but I get the feeling Serafina wants to misbehave a little.”

  I winked at him.

  “You’re telling me you don’t want me to so you can spank me?”

  “I’m warning you to watch it because you might not always like your punishment. Now, enough with the talk. Roman, proceed.”

  I wasn’t dressed in another corset and skirt. Alozan managed to get me clothes that seemed to have that same steampunk vibe, but still be comfortable and easy to get into. Honestly, how they pulled that off with just a shirt and a pair of slacks was beyond me, but I fucking adored Hell fashion.

  I wasn’t wearing a corset, but my shirt had big metal snaps on the front. The Roman who had kissed me so gently was gone. He reached to the neck of my shirt and ripped my shirt open. He must have been in a mood I couldn’t keep up with. He ripped my shirt open so hard, if there had been buttons instead of snaps, he would have ruined it. It seemed like he was in a rough mood, but he peeled the shirt off my shoulders like I was breakable.

  Hell lingerie didn’t disappoint. The bras were uplifting and made your girls look perky, but they didn’t dig into your sides. Honestly, I would have to talk to someone in Hell about bringing this technology topside. It wasn’t fair we were stuck wearing bras, and no one had figured out how to make them comfortable yet. Not in Hell. They’d figured out tit support with comfort.

  “Don’t ruin this bra, okay? It’s quite comfortable.”

  Roman pounced on me. He hadn’t removed my bra, but he buried his face in my cleavage. This one hooked in the front. Don’t ask me how the fuck he managed to do this, but he unhooked my bra with his teeth. It snapped open, and he nuzzled my breasts with his face. I felt his fangs graze my nipple. I groaned and pulled his hair.

  His hands went to the button of my slacks. He had my trousers off in seconds. He grabbed me again and kissed me until he took my breath away. I was hoping he would bite me again and let our blood mingle, but he didn’t.

  When he broke our kiss, he looked to Amduscias.

  “I have her naked now.”

  “Yes,” Amduscias purred. “Now, you will take her to the bed and pleasure her with your tongue. If you have her permission, you can feed from her thigh, but if you come, you had better be ready for round two because I have plans.”

  Roman grabbed me and practically threw me on the bed. I loved it when Roman got a little wild, and I was finding I liked it when Amduscias controlled the bedroom play. Roman was eating all of this up. He yanked my ankles apart and peered up at me from between my legs.

  “Do I have your permission to bite you?”

  “Roman, you don’t need my permission.”

  He started attacking my thighs with little kisses and nips.

  “Amduscias said I had to ask this time, so I’m asking.”

  “Yes, Roman, you have my permission.”

  “Now, thank her, Roman,” Amduscias ordered. “Show her how grateful you are. You too, Serafina. I expect you to loudly show both of us how much you appreciate Roman’s efforts to please you.”

  Roman was practically panting.

  “Can I start now?”

  “Go ahead, Roman.”

  There was pretty much no reining Roman in when he was like this. Sure, he was obeying Amduscias, but Amduscias just unleashed him on my pussy after building him up, and I was the one that was expected to be able to handle it.

  Roman devoured my pussy. He was cupping my ass and digging his nails in. I didn’t need an order to tell me to show my appreciation. I could barely stand Roman’s assault with his tongue. I was shrieking and writhing like a porn star. If Amduscias wanted to watch a show, we were undoubtedly giving him one.

  I was just as out of control as Roman was, especially when he slid two fingers inside me and started finger fucking me. I had enough control to turn my head and look at Amduscias. He was still dressed, lounging on his throne, and watching us with his eyes glowing that violet color again. He gave me a sly wink and a curt nod.

  Right then, Roman managed to do something with his tongue and fingers that arched my entire back off the bed. I clutched the sheets and begged him to keep doing whatever he was doing. I heard both Roman and Amduscias chuckle, but Roman didn’t stop. He just doubled his efforts.

  My orgasm was barreling at me. Amduscias was worried about Roman being able to go a second round, but if I came as hard as I thought I would come, I might die in this torture dungeon. Amduscias would have to finish his game without me.

  Roman twisted his fingers, and I saw white. My entire body was wracked with lightning as my orgasm hit me. It only got a million times more intense when I felt Roman’s fangs sink into my inner thigh. This seemed to be some never-ending orgasm. By the time it was over, I was a quivering mess on the bed, and Roman was sitting back on his heels with my blood dribbling down his chin, and a shit-eating grin on his face.

  “I’m ready for the next round, but I think Serafina might need a break.”

  Amduscias rose from his throne and walked over to the bed.

  “Yes, we will have to spoil Serafina while she recovers. Pick her up. We’re going back to my bedroom for the rest of the game. I said we were starting slow, so I didn’t use any serious toys. Let me grab a few things and let’s get back to my bedroom.”

  I was one limp noodle on the bed. Roman scooped me up, and I wasn’t even capable of speaking. What I really wanted was a cuddle fest and massive amounts of Chinese food.

  I had a feeling if I asked, I would get it, but Amduscias had other plans for the night.

  Chapter 13

  Amduscias

  M

  y first play session in my newly renovated dungeon was perfect. I wouldn’t dream of breaking out anything extreme this soon. Roman was still healing from what Rathmore did to him. I’d never traumatize Roman. I wanted to help him heal. I wanted Roman to feel free here. To do that, I just gave him a little guidance to deepen his bond with Serafina.

  At his heart, Roman enjoyed pleasing people. He was a total wild card, and I could never predict what his mood would be, but there was always something deeply Roman that I could always count on. Despite his history of murdering inmates, which was beyond his control, Roman wanted everyone around him to be happy. That was pretty fucking hard in Scorchwood, and that was part of why Roman went so crazy in there.

  I also wanted to please Roman. I had so many plans tonight, but I also wanted to spoil Serafina. I love that girl too, and I would make damned sure she was spoiled rotten here in
Hell. That convent that mistreated her and life on the street would be a thing of the past.

  I had both of them to take care of tonight. I knew Roman would get off on pleasuring her, and I just wanted to listen to the little noises she made when she was feeling good. Roman had done a number on her. She had this dazed look on her face when he gently set her on the bed.

  We both snuggled into her and just held her.

  “What do you need, Serafina?”

  “Can you get Chinese food in Hell? It’s my favorite, and I’m starving.”

  I’d move mountains to get this food in Hell if we didn’t have it. I grabbed my phone. I was still getting used to phone calls and text messages, but it was certainly a handy device. I texted Alozan to ask. Apparently, we had plenty of Chinese food in Hell, and someone would drive it to us if we wanted. Excellent. I could feed Serafina her favorite food in bed.

  “Alozan said there’s an app we can order it from, and they will bring it to us. There are several places to order from, but I’m afraid you’ll have to order for me.”

  “Me too,” Roman said.

  “I’ll order a feast, and we can share. That’s the best way to eat Chinese food.”

  She perked up a little as she scrolled through the app and picked out a meal for us. I didn’t mind taking a brief break from my game so she and Roman could eat. Honestly, this was my first time playing in hundreds of years, and I would go all out. I’d probably keep them up all night. I intended to do a lot of playing, but I also planned on spoiling both of them. I wanted to spoil both of them for the rest of our lives.

  We snuggled until the food came. Honestly, I could have snuggled both of them for the rest of the night and been happy, but I needed to prove a few things to myself. They had locked me up so long, I needed to know I could still do this and who better to find that out with?