Chaos: Season Two, Episode One (Demon Gate Series Book 10)

by Nicholas Bella

  “Never thought demons would need inspirational speeches to keep up their morale.”

  “Oh? And why not?”

  I shrugged. “I don’t know. Just seems like they’d be good to go for anything.”

  Dakkar chuckled. “Demons can be extremely fickle, Brian. Most don’t want to be bothered one way or the other. They only want to indulge in their pleasures. Their loyalties can be just as fickle. Our king must always stay in control. It is difficult for him, because he is half human. Many demons don’t respect him because of his human ancestry. That is why Katashniel rose in power.”

  “But you do?” I asked.

  He turned to me. “I’ve seen him fight. I was there when he killed his father, my former king. He may have a human mother, but he is worthy of his demonic crown. I will follow King Adriel into death if need be.” He shrugged. “Besides, I don’t think being half human is all that bad.” He turned back toward the closet to hang up more clothes.

  “Jesus, how many clothes did you bring? You said we were just going to be here a few days.”

  “I like options,” was all he said.

  I decided to mind my own business regarding his fashion sense. Instead, I returned to the main topic of our conversation. “So, we’re focused on finding the spell casters, Mahmet, and Katashniel, and all of our questions have to pertain to that?” I asked.

  “Correct.”

  “Okay, so, ummm, your abilities are going to help, how?” I asked. I knew what a Nostera could do thanks to Augustus, and his ability couldn’t aid in finding Xora any more than mine could.

  “I can see a person’s future through their blood. Just a few minutes, as well as their past, which goes as far back as their earliest memory. I can also read a demon’s mind once I’ve had their blood,” Dakkar said. “I’m close to finding them, which is why King Adriel is careful about who knows what. If one of his demons were to betray him, they may jeopardize our plans.”

  Okay, that was something Augustus couldn’t do. “How come Augustus can’t do what you can do if you’re the same?”

  “He was made by me while still in hell, through a blood exchange. He earned the privilege to return to this plane through his repentance and suffering. Our king is quite benevolent. However, Augustus’ blood is diluted with human blood, as is all others from my line. I am the only pure demon Nostera,” Dakkar said, which explained a lot.

  “All right, so if you’re close to finding them, why not pair you with Lord Oria? Why me, a knight?”

  “Because you can kill instantly. Do you know what kind of demon Lord Oria is?” he asked, then turned to look at me. “You’re not going to unpack?”

  I looked down at my still closed suitcase. “I like to live out of it. Don’t worry, ain’t nothing in here but some jeans and t-shirts, and I don’t iron. And no, I don’t know what kind of demon she is.”

  He smiled, bright teeth flashing. “She is a fear demon. One who can conjure up your worst fears and make you live them. Some die from that fear, others are tortured by it. That is what she did in hell. But when she is putting a demon under her spell, she is vulnerable. When I am feeding, I am vulnerable, especially if I’m taking memories or watching a person’s future. We both need demons who can watch our backs.”

  “Can’t you stop feeding when you need to?”

  He nodded. “I can. But like I said, if I’m trying to get every detail of a person’s past or future, then I have to completely succumb to the moment. This is what leaves me vulnerable. If I’m not doing that and just feeding, then I don’t like my pleasure to be interrupted.”

  “When I feed, I’m trapped in that moment, too,” I pointed out.

  “Then I’ll watch your back,” Dakkar said. “You can feed on the humans and demons I feed on.”

  I was starting to understand now, how I was his back-up. “I see why you had a destination in mind rather than just random locations.”

  He nodded. “We are the primary team. Raphael and Oria are secondary. But we still have a ways to go.”

  I put my suitcase on the rack for it, but didn’t open it up. I just walked over to the bed and sat down while Dakkar walked around the bedroom and bathroom, putting everything in place like we were moving in. Raphael was the same way, meticulous, wanting everything in its place.

  “Are you ready to feed?” Dakkar asked once he was done unpacking.

  “I’ve been ready, just waiting on you,” I said and stood up.

  He smirked and walked over to me, taking me into his arms. As I was pressed against him, I could tell that he was packing some nice muscle underneath the fancy suit and a part of me wanted to see the goods.

  “Can I ask you something?”

  “You’ve been asking me things all along.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, true. Okay, is this a human body you took over, or one of your own design?”

  “When demons cross over, we can come in the form of a soul, to which we must find a body. Some are strong enough to push the human out of their body. Some prefer to take over a body already uninhabited, as it were. Others like myself, rise from hell in our demonic forms and we have to imprint on ourselves what humans look like. When our king raised me, I chose the form that I always use as it’s been quite popular among the humans. By the hardness of your cock, I see that you approve.”

  I gasped when I realized he was right. My dick was hard and it was pressed to his thigh. “I’m sorry.”

  “Why apologize? I like that you find me desirable. It will make fucking you after we feed that much more exciting.”

  “We’re fucking?” I asked the question as if I didn’t understand it.

  “Oh yeah… when I feed in this human world, I get extremely horny. So much so, I find it hard to concentrate. Normally, I don’t get aroused easily, but once I’ve tasted blood, I need release. That is why our king wisely allowed us to have sex. Don’t worry, I’m not trying to compare to your mates or replace them.”

  “As if you could.” As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them.

  Dakkar cocked an eyebrow. “Loyal… I like that. No insult taken. But I will fuck your mates, too… because I can.”

  Well, that was that.

  “How many times have you been here? You said you always pick that form.”

  “I’ve been to this plane about six times, staying a duration of one-hundred years each visit.”

  “Wow, okay, that explains why you have a good grasp of the language and modern technology.”

  He nodded. “One of the many things humans have created that I enjoy. Modern amenities. Of course, with the gate being sealed shut, I will not be returning to hell unless, of course, I die. Of that, I don’t plan on doing.”

  “If you die and go back to hell, what happens to you?”

  “I will be judged for my actions, tortured if need be, and will have to wait countless years before I am judged worthy of becoming a demon again. However, if my actions have been worthy on this plane, I will be awarded my Lord status once again. But really, that’s all a hassle. As you can see, dying, for me, isn’t an option.”

  “Yeah, I can see why. Will that happen to me if I die?”

  He nodded. “You are a demon, Brian. You will be judged for your actions on this plane. Lucky for you to be a demon that is so hard to kill, am I right?” He winked.

  “I’m more appreciative of that fact now more than I was a few minutes ago.” I took a deep breath and decided to move the conversation from death along. “So, who’s running hell if all the Lords are here?” I asked.

  “Lieutenants are in control under King Adriel’s decree. Hell is never without order,” Dakkar said.

  “I’ve never met a Lieutenant before tonight.”

  “Nakai.” He smiled. “Adon was the other lieutenant that was there. Lieutenants are demons who are the first of their kind, but are not Lords. They are next in line to become a Lord, when one dies.” Dakkar was educating the fuck out my ass. I wondered if I was learning some shit
Raphael didn’t know. He reached up, caressing my jaw. “I love your naiveté. The look on your face when you discover something new is so endearing. I wonder what you look like when you come.”

  “Bold.”

  “I’m far too old to be shy or modest,” Dakkar said, releasing my jaw. “I’m even older than our king.”

  “Wow… that’s kind of cool. Of course, I have no idea how old King Adriel is.”

  “You won’t find out his age from me, so don’t bother asking.”

  “How old are you then? Can you tell me that?”

  “No.”

  I rolled my eyes. “Can we just go then? I thought you were hungry,” I said.

  Dakkar laughed. “Of course.” Again, he wrapped me up in his arms and I felt the sensation like before as he teleported us to another location. I wasn’t so discombobulated this time and was able to gather my senses faster.

  “Lord Dakkar, it is my honor to service you.”

  I turned to see a female demon bowing before us. When she straightened, I got a chance to check her out. She was blonde, blue eyed, with a banging body all wrapped in a sexy strapless, red leather dress with two splits up the sides. The heels she wore added at least five inches to her height, making her even with me.

  “Denice, so lovely to see you again,” Dakkar said as he approached her, taking her hand into his own and kissing it tenderly. I had to admit, he had the charm of Dracula. I could see why the rumors came along with the myth. That whole vampire appeal, and how humans were fascinated with them. Augustus had been having quite the fun with it since he had to come out. He had people who wanted him to feed from them because it was pleasurable. He and those pleasure demons were the only ones who could feed in public and not start another riot. Fucking lucky bastards.

  “Your usual, my Lord?” Denice asked.

  “Always,” Dakkar replied.

  “Please, come.” She crooked her finger, wagging it, then walked off. I could tell that she was a demon in a human body by the purple aura. I was also getting the vibe that she was a Nostera too. She led us to a dim booth with shimmering curtains that were pretty see-through, so I guessed it was for aesthetics and not privacy. “Make yourself comfortable. Will you be feeding to finish, or for a snack, my Lord?”

  Dakkar settled into the leather booth and I slid in next to him. I couldn’t hold back the little sound of pleasure as I noted how comfortable the booths were. I looked at him and he was watching me with a half-smile on his face, then he turned to her.

  “Feeding to finish, darling.”

  “One or two, my Lord?”

  “One, I think, will be enough.”

  “Male or female? Human or demon, my Lord?”

  He looked at me again. “What are you in the mood for?”

  “Demon,” I said without having to give it much thought. I’d had humans earlier and wasn’t hungry, but the Agoto could always eat and I didn’t want to see a soul go to waste.

  “Demon it is then. Doesn’t matter the sex,” Dakkar told her.

  “I will send your meal shortly, sirs.” She bowed, then walked away.

  “Have you ever been to a feeding house before?” he asked me.

  I shook my head. “I’ve been to a party where Lord Vahiel was selling humans and demons for us to feed on. I normally feed on criminals and evil demons who deserve to die.”

  Dakkar nodded as he turned to look out at the club. There were other booths with demons in them and humans. Some were being fed on, others were fucking, while some seemed to just be holding simple conversations. My cock had been hard the whole time and being around all this stimulation wasn’t going to make it go away, that was for sure. I’d always been a highly sexual person, and being turned into an Agoto only magnified it by like a thousand.

  “I, too, enjoy feeding on those who deserve to die. For me, however, innocent blood is the best, it drives me insane because I am a demon. What we are is rooted in evil, excess, a loss of inhibitions, indulgence, greed, and lust. Hate and envy, as we are jealous of what the humans have, which is why even now, so many want to take it away. However, demons have free will, like humans, and we can choose to be decent or cruel. It is a fine line for those of us who are decent, as I have to often times be cruel,” Dakkar said, then he turned to me.

  “God, you are beautiful—oh my god, I didn’t—”

  He placed a finger on my lip. “Please don’t lie and say that you didn’t mean to say that. Besides, I feel the same way about you and your mates. In fact, every Agoto is quite extraordinary. You are extremely powerful, as was proven the night you took on Katashniel’s army.” He removed his finger from my mouth, which was good because I was fighting the urge to suck it between my lips. I really wanted him, and I didn’t know how much of that was just my natural lust to fuck a sexy bastard or his sexual aura seducing me. Probably both.

  “You’re right, I did mean what I said.”

  He smiled. “I know.”

  “Hey, how did you hear about us when you weren’t there? Where were you and Oria during that time?”

  “Both Oria and I had been risen from hell earlier that day and were too weak to be of any service. Rising from hell is quite the ordeal. Taking a human body is draining. Creating a human body is even more taxing. We wanted to be there to support our king, but neither Adriel or Oria and I were all that concerned, because we did not know that Xora was the last sacrifice. The gate was just supposed to close with the power of the sacrifice of a Lord. What happened after she was killed was unexpected.”

  “Tell me about it, I was there.” Now that he mentioned it, I remembered how out of it Rohan was when he rose that night and took over the human body.

  Dakkar nodded. “And the stories regaled about how the Agotos were responsible for severely weakening Katashniel’s army by devouring countless souls reached my ears.”

  “Thanks for the compliment about me being a bad ass,” I said.

  “You’ve earned it. Now, getting back to feeding houses, you should visit some these days. It makes feeding easier,” he said.

  I shrugged. “Maybe for some demons, especially those that need human flesh. Me, I can teleport into a person’s house, feed and leave, and people will just think the person died of natural or unexplained natural causes.”

  “Makes sense. I see why you never bothered before. Well, let tonight be a treat.” He turned to watch as two demons dragged another drugged up-looking demon towards our table. “I’m going to enjoy this.” Dakkar sat up as the curtains were pulled back.

  “Your meal, my Lord. He has been seasoned with koska-torel for your pleasure,” one of the demons said.

  “Oooh, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Dakkar asked as he looked the drugged demon up and down.

  “There is no extra charge, my Lord. Lady Denice simply wants you to enjoy your meal,” the demon said.

  “Ahhhh, then by all means, give your lady, Denice, my gratitude,” Dakkar said as he took the demon from their grasp.

  “Yes, my Lord,” both demons said, then walked off.

  I looked at the demon Dakkar was holding in his arms as gently as one would hold a baby. You’d think he was going to care for the demon instead of eat him. “What’s koska-torel?”

  “If you are ignorant of what it is, then you are in for quite a delight once you feed on this demon’s soul,” Dakkar said, then I saw his fangs emerge.

  They were longer than Augustus’, and he had four on the top and two on the bottom, giving him six total. I’d hate to be bitten by him, and I wondered if he’d be able to puncture my muscles or arteries to even get to my blood. My skin could break and the tiny blood vessels there would bleed, but so far, I hadn’t experienced anything too life-threatening. Oh, save being stabbed with a Lord-killing blade. That wasn’t fun at all.

  Dakkar reared his head back, then struck, burying his fangs into the neck of the demon. I saw his throat muscles working as he drank the blood. There was a slight moan coming from him that pretty much told me he w
as really enjoying himself. The demon grew weaker and weaker, but he was also moaning, and it wasn’t from pain. His cock was tenting his pants and he quaked a little just as a wetness began to soak his crotch. I could smell the cum and it made me curious about how good it felt to be fed on by a Nostera, especially one that was a Lord.

  I watched as the demon’s eyes rolled up in his head and his arm dropped from his side, hanging loosely. He was almost dead now, and as I watched Dakkar feed, I noticed how he was totally lost in the pleasure of his feeding. He pulled back just as the demon took his last breath and that was when I allowed the Agoto to feed. His purple soul flowed from his mouth into mine, and as soon as I tasted it on my tongue, my body ignited. I was unable to pull away from the sensation dragging me deeper into the pleasure I was experiencing. It felt like the one time I fed on the Lord who tried to kill me. Once his soul was completely devoured and I was free to move, all I could think about was sex.

  “Oh fuck!” I gasped and fell back against the booth.

  Dakkar laughed. “I know.”

  He tossed the demon’s corpse to the floor and climbed on top of me. As if by instinct, I open my legs, letting him nestle in between them, and when his lips touched mine, I nearly blew my load right then and there. God, I was so fucking horny, all I could think about was fucking and being fucked. His tongue was working mine over and I had to admit, he had mad kissing skills. Damn!

  He pulled away and kissed my chin and neck, sucking my skin between his lips, and I moaned because that was one of my g-spots, so to speak. Both Andre and Raphael knew just how to get my motor revving. Even when I wasn’t in the mood, they knew how to get me in it. I could feel the hardness of Dakkar’s erection rubbing against mine as he ground his hips into me. He had a hunger about sex as if he could fuck me through our clothes.

  “Can we fuck here?” I asked.

  “I fuck anywhere I want,” he growled.

  “Let’s go to our hotel room,” I said, then I teleported us, settling our bodies directly on the bed. Dakkar didn’t miss a beat as he seemed to be unfazed by my teleportation. He sat up and removed his suit jacket. Next, he ripped open his vest and shirt at the same time, buttons be damned, slipping both off his body. Holy shit, he was sexy as fuck. He was rocking an eight-pack ab set, muscular pecs, and fat, suckable nipples I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around.