Once You Go Demon, Book 1

by Sean Michael

  “He’s very protective of you, boy.”

  He knew, but he adored his pet, loved him, and wished only joy for him.

  “And the feeling is mutual, hmm?” Master Ceris was smiling, so he figured it had to be okay. “That’s good. You’ll look out for each other when I have duties to perform.” The last word ended on a groan, and Master Ceris bucked, pushing himself into Harmony’s throat.

  “Thank you, Master. You’re beautiful.”

  “As are both of you.” Ceris grabbed hold of Harmony’s head and began thrusting, pushing up into Harmony’s mouth.

  Kerr moved to rub Harmony’s back, encouraging his lover to relax, to ease up and breathe, take their Master’s need. Harmony made a soft sound around Ceris’ cock and arched back into his touch, lips hollowing deeper as Ceris thrust. Ceris smiled at Kerr, the look toothy and feral. It sent shivers of anticipation along his spine. Ceris could be so wicked, and Kerr loved it when it was directed at him.

  “Gonna make me come, pet,” Ceris told Harmony.

  Harmony’s answer was a low, needy moan, a single dip of his pointed chin.

  “You’re doing so well, pet.” Kerr dropped a kiss on the top of Harmony’s head. “Bring it home.”

  Harmony bobbed his head in time with Ceris’ thrusts. Kerr’s heart swelled with pride -- from terrified and furious to wanton and willing with just a good dose of concern and care. Ceris moved harder, faster, breath coming in short, needy pants.

  “That’s it, pet.” Kerr whispered into Harmony’s ear. “It won’t be long now.”

  He reached under Harmony’s chin and rolled Ceris’ ballsac. Ceris roared and snapped his hips, cock going deep into Harmony’s mouth. His pet swallowed convulsively. His own cock was diamond hard with pride and need.

  Ceris sat back with a groan, cock sliding from between Harmony’s lips, shiny with Harmony’s spit. “Good pet. Very, very good.”

  Oh, yes. Excellent. He leaned down and took a kiss from his beloved pet, kissing Harmony deeply, stealing some of Ceris’ flavour. Harmony’s mouth opened wide, his pet putty in his hands. He stroked a long line down the smooth chest, petting gently. Groaning, Harmony pushed into his touches.

  “Mmm. I want you to fuck your pet now, Kerr. Give me a beautiful show.”

  “Yes, Master.” He nuzzled Harmony’s jaw. “Shall I love you, pet?”

  “Be gentle, Master?” Harmony asked, eyes huge.

  “Have I ever hurt you, sweet one?” He knew the answer to that. He had offered nothing but pleasure.

  Harmony shook his head. “Never, Master. Not once.”

  “Then trust that I will not hurt you now, silly goose.” He kissed the tip of Harmony’s nose, hoping to break the tension.

  Harmony smiled and wrapped his arms around Kerr, hugging him hard.

  “Shall we move to the bed, Master Ceris?”

  “No, I’m comfortable here, and you can bend him over the bench across from me.”

  “Yes, Master. Come, pet.” He encouraged Harmony to slide over, drape himself over the bench, and spread his thighs. Harmony did, the long limbs pale and inviting. “Hold yourself open for me, pet, so I can slick you. Spread you. Press inside you.”

  Moaning, Harmony did as he was told, fingers across each asscheek and spreading them. Kerr found some sweet oil and began to slick the sweet hole, pressing inside with the gentlest of touches. Harmony moaned for him, holding himself open even wider. Kerr focused on every one of Harmony’s reactions, determined to give nothing but pleasure. He nearly shouted with triumph as Harmony began to rock back onto his fingers, sweet moans filling the air.

  Ceris chuckled softly for them, shook his head. “Give him more, boy.”

  He let another finger in, making it three. Harmony called out and rocked back even more enthusiastically.

  “He’s a natural,” murmured Ceris.

  “Yes, Master. He was made for this.”

  “He was made for you and me,” Ceris told him.

  Harmony moaned and bucked back against him, rocking on his touches like a pro.

  “Yes, Master. For you and me.” He found Harmony’s gland and began to stroke it steadily. Sweet sounds began to fill the air, Harmony crying out over and over again.

  “Enough stalling, boy. Fill him with your cock and make him shoot.”

  “Please, Master. Please do it.” Harmony’s begging was like sweet music.

  Kerr slicked himself, then rubbed his cockhead against Harmony’s tight hole.

  “Do not come, boy. You make him shoot, but you do not have my go ahead.”

  “Y-yes, Master Ceris. I’ll do my best.”

  “You’ll do better than your best.”

  “Yes, Master.”

  He slid in, Harmony taking him easily, the tight sheath shocking him. He’d never done this. Never. Harmony squeezed down around his cock, the touch like a fist, and he jerked, driving in deeper.

  “Master!” Harmony cried out, back arching.

  He reached around and wrapped his fingers around Harmony’s heavy cock, pulling it firmly, surely. Each tug of his fingers saw Harmony squeezing around Kerr’s cock, giving him extra pleasure. They were a circle, complete together.

  “Lovely. So fine. I have you, pet.”

  Master Ceris moaned for them. “So beautiful. My boy and his pet.”

  The praise was like a touch, a beautiful encouragement. He arched deeper into Harmony’s body, filling his pet with a moan.

  “Yes, Master! Yes! Please!” Harmony was wild beneath him, pushing back into his thrusts and forward into his hand, sawing between them.

  His smile stretched his cheeks. He knew his pet had been made for this, for wild pleasure. Once Harmony had accepted it, his entire attitude had changed. His eagerness was something to revel in. Kerr began to jack Harmony harder, faster, his entire focus on Harmony’s need. Harmony’s cries got louder, and the flesh around his cock squeezed down on him like a vise.

  “No coming until your Master orders it,” Master Ceris reminded them both.

  “Yes, Master,” he moaned.

  Harmony whimpered, and Kerr swore his pet clamped down harder around him. He worked Harmony’s cock, forcing his pet to feel more.

  “Please, Master. I don’t know how long I can hold it.”

  “Just a little bit longer,” Master Ceris suggested. “You need to learn control, pet. To learn that your Master’s word is law.”

  “Yes. Master Ceris. My beloved Master.”

  “Sweet boy. I’ll tell Kerr when you can come, pet, but you’ll not do it until Kerr repeats the order to you. Got it?”

  Harmony made a noise that might have been a “Yes.”

  “Got it?” Master Ceris repeated, growling now.

  “Y-yes, M-m-master.” It wasn’t fear that had his pet stuttering this time. It was the inability to speak.

  “Good boy. Good.” His hips moved faster now, without his permission.

  Harmony tightened even harder around his cock, making each thrust feel even better, and his pet’s fingers curled into fists. The air was filling with the sounds of their breath gasping from them and the moans that tore from their throats.

  Finally, Harmony shook his head. “I can’t --”

  “Then you can let him come, Kerr,” Master Ceris murmured. “And once he has, you may as well.”

  “Thank --” He didn’t have enough breath. “Come. Now.”

  Harmony shouted, the sound like a bell, and spunk poured over Kerr’s hand. The scent of it was what actually pulled his own orgasm from him, and he filled Harmony with heat. Groaning, he continued to move, his thrusts slow now, his hand loose around Harmony’s cock. He continued for a moment or two before everything suddenly became too sensitive and he slumped over Harmony’s body.

  “The perfect show for your Master,” murmured Ceris.

  “Thank you, Master.” He moaned softly, his entire body abuzz.

  Master Ceris opened his arms. “Come and love on me, boys.”

  He pull
ed free, cleaning them both up quickly before going to snuggle into Master Ceris, offer a kiss. Harmony stood next to them, looking somewhat awkward as Ceris took a kiss from him. Then the big demon waved at his pet.

  “I did say boys, with an s.”

  Smiling, Harmony sat next to Master Ceris, and the major demon dragged him in close. Kerr smiled at Harmony encouragingly, then pressed a kiss to the side of Master Ceris’ lips. Leaning in, Harmony did the same from the other side, and just like that, all three of them were kissing.

  Electricity shot through them, joining them in a buzzing net. Harmony gasped, but pressed closer, too, and Master Ceris hummed. Kerr had never felt anything like it, though he’d heard of power unions among demons. Master Ceris pushed one hand through his hair, keeping him there, close, kissing.

  Harmony whimpered softly, and he reached out, touching his pet’s smooth skin. He swore he could feel more tingles as he touched, and Harmony undulated between his hand and Master Ceris’ side.

  “Master? What is this? Do you feel it?” he asked.

  “I feel it. When we come together, we’re filled with power. Our union was meant to be.”

  He’d never been so happy. Never. “Yes, Master.”

  “All of us?” Harmony asked, eyes wide.

  Master Ceris nodded. “Yes. I’ve heard of power unions, of course, but I’ve never seen one in action. I didn’t even know it was possible among our kind. I thought it was only for the major demons.”

  He leaned in, luxuriating in the touch, in the thought of this union.

  “What does it mean?” Harmony asked.

  “I don’t know yet, boys, but I will.”

  “You’ll take care of us,” Harmony said.

  “I will.”

  Kerr smiled, the confident words from his pet making his soul happy, as did Master Ceris’ assertion.

  “Come on. Bed. We’ll be more comfortable there.”

  “Yes, Master.” He stood and helped them both to their feet.

  Harmony was nearly as tall as Master Ceris, but he didn’t have the same enticing muscles that their master boasted. Catching him looking, Harmony pinked and reached out to hold his hand, and the three of them headed toward the bed in an awkward shuffle. The motion made him laugh, a peace and joy filling him.

  “Better to keep touching your lovers than to look graceful,” Master Ceris suggested, voice full of laughter.

  “Yes, Master. Better to laugh and be at home, yes?”

  “Yes, boy. We have the life, here in the harems. We get to be who we are.” Master Ceris pushed them both onto the mattress and smiled down at them. “And we get each other.”

  Harmony looked between them, obviously confused at the happiness he knew Harmony felt.

  “You have nothing to do, pet.” Master Ceris slowly joined them in the bed. “You have nothing to do but what I or your Master tells you. Not everyone gets that. Not here.”

  “You can be at peace and know you’re loved.” Kerr smiled at his pet.

  “It’s so different from what I was expecting,” Harmony noted.

  “You were frightened. Now you aren’t.” It was simple.

  Harmony nodded slowly. “I was so sure I was meant to be a designer.”

  Master Ceris shrugged. “You were wrong. Of course, if you hadn’t been where you were when you were and if you hadn’t resisted so hard, you may not have wound up in this harem or as Kerr’s pet. Things happen for a reason.”

  “And you should design for us. Lovely, sensual clothes. Yes, Master Ceris?”

  “Oh, now that’s an interesting idea. I think I like it. I’ll make sure you have the tools you need, pet.”

  “Oh!” Harmony’s eyes lit up. “Really? I would love that so much.”

  “You’ve earned the reward, pet. You’ve embraced your new life.”

  “My new life is my reward, Master.”

  Master Ceris beamed. “This is working out wonderfully.”

  “Yes, Master Ceris.”

  For something that had started out so precariously for both himself and Harmony, things were turning out better than he could have ever dreamed.

  Chapter Nine

  Ceris put his folders away and chuckled. His report to Master Belial had been short. Very short. There was a new demon in the master demon’s bed, and he was putting Master Belial into a very good mood. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen that light in Bel’s eyes.

  He stretched and groaned. He needed a massage. Probably a blow job, too. Maybe a good pounding into a sweet ass. And he had just the two demons to do it for him, too. Grinning, he double checked on the rest of the harem, making sure the boys were all behaving, well, as much as they ever did, then went straight to his quarters.

  Harmony was busily sketching, while Kerr was sitting, eyes closed, face totally at peace.

  They were all thriving -- all three of them. They were happy, but there was something more to it, something to do with the way the world seemed to buzz when they all touched at the same time. He’d done a little subtle research, but hadn’t found anything but the rumours they already knew, AKA very little.

  He cleared his throat, and both Kerr and Harmony jumped up right away, coming to him.

  “Oh, my boys.” He ran his hands over their horns, stroking gently.

  Kerr nuzzled against him, and Harmony humped his hip. They both raised their faces for kisses, so he leaned down and gave them. That spark fired as all of their lips touched together, zipping through him like a lightning strike. He groaned and pushed Harmony down, wanting the soft mouth around his cock. If he came, then they could play.

  Harmony’s fingers went to the waistband of his soft pants, face turned up to him, eyes wide and full of need. “May I, Master?”

  “You will, pet. Make me come.”

  “Thank you, Master.” Harmony opened his pants and drew them down. Moaning, Harmony took the head of his cock into that warm mouth.

  Kerr rubbed against him. “I might be jealous, Master.”

  “I’ll use you hard in a bit.”

  Kerr beamed at him. “Thank you, Master.”

  He could feel the heat of Kerr’s need, pressing hard against his thigh as Kerr rubbed against him. “If you come without my permission, I’m going to have to punish you.” He could get Harmony involved with it. It could be great fun.

  “Yes, Master.” Kerr moved behind him and began to work the kinks out of his neck.

  “Mmm…” He let his head fall forward, enjoying Kerr’s ministrations almost as much as he was Harmony’s. No matter how great a massage was, though, it couldn’t beat a blow job.

  Still, together, they were stunning. Utterly perfect.

  Ceris spread his legs a little wider, steadying himself, and he dropped his hands to Harmony’s head, rubbing Harmony’s horns with his thumbs. The cry felt amazing around his prick. It encouraged him to continue to stimulate them, and he ran one finger after another along them, almost echoing Kerr’s motions as he massaged Ceris’ neck.

  Kerr chuckled softly. “So sensitive now, Master.”

  “As they should be.”

  Harmony only whimpered around his cock and pulled harder. Their pet took more of him in, taking the tip of his cock deep.

  He arched, a growl tearing from him. “Yes!”

  He felt Harmony gag for a moment as his cock went even deeper, but a deep breath through his nose seemed to settle Harmony. He swallowed again around Ceris’ cockhead.

  “Good pet.” Learning. Harmony was learning.

  Harmony hummed, the sound happy and vibrating through him. He began to fuck Harmony’s lips, driving hard and fast, offering his need. Harmony grabbed onto his hips, but didn’t try and stop him -- balancing himself, no doubt. Eventually, their pet would learn to take it, even if his hands were behind his back, but Harmony was doing well enough. Ceris couldn’t complain, and he didn’t say anything. There would be time for every lesson. For now, he let himself go, let Harmony’s sweet mouth pull him into his
orgasm while Kerr’s talented hands soothed his aches.

  “My sweet boys. My own ones.”

  “Yes, Master.” Kerr’s cock was like a brand against his hip.

  “Come on. Bed. We’re going to be the debauched demons we were meant to be.”

  Kerr helped Harmony stand, the pet on shaky legs. Ceris was happy to help them both, all but carrying Harmony to the bed. He laid their pet down and sat, bringing Kerr close.

  “Time to play with my boy, I think. Are you slick and clean and ready for me?”

  “Always, Master.”

  “You’re such a good pleasure demon. It was clearly what you were made for.” He leaned in and opened his mouth around Kerr’s right horn.

  Kerr whimpered softly, the sweet thighs parting immediately, like he’d pushed a button. It made him smile, and he slid his fingers between Kerr’s legs, pushing two into that hot, ready hole. He pondered which game they should play, how he could push Kerr and shock Harmony. He would have Kerr on his hands and knees and make Harmony fuck Kerr’s mouth while he took Kerr’s ass, have that tight heat sheathe him.

  Then he would mount Kerr on the huge-phallused god statue in the main harem, show the boys what a perfectly trained submissive could take. He leaned in and whispered his plans to Kerr, eager to see the look in Kerr’s eyes. His boy’s eyes glowed with hunger, and he pressed in, slamming them deep, grinding against the ring of muscles.

  “You’re going to fly for me, be my example for all the boys in the harem.”

  “Yes, Master. As you will it.”

  “What did you whisper, Master Ceris?” Harmony wanted to know. “You made him glow.”

  “Curious pet,” he teased. “We’re going to display your Master, spread him and fill him.”

  “Display him?” Harmony’s eyes were huge. He’d chosen well.

  “Oh, yes. Our offering to the big-cocked god in the main room of the harem. You’ve been in that room. Do you remember the statue?”

  Harmony’s eyes got wider, and he nodded.

  “After I fuck him, we’ll load him on and let the others admire him.”