by Kaylee Kane
I bucked my hips back, desperately impaling myself on Diabolas’ cock. Trying to reach for my orgasm.
“Mm, Debbie, this is so fucking hot. Always love a woman who wouldn’t shy away from going for what she wants.” Diabolas squeezed my ass cheeks tightly and slammed harder. Every stroke ramming against my pelvis, sending me closer and closer to my orgasm. My helpless cries rang out through the Hall of Justice.
I pinched my eyes closed purging out the thought that Andrajvah and Raveno were watching my pussy being stretched and filled up by this hellhound shifter and I was begging for him to take me like a slutty whore.
“Oh god…I can feel it. I’m coming,” I groaned.
Diabolas kneaded my ass. “Come for me, baby girl.” My hips moved with his probing thrusts. I was gasping for air when tremors shook my body. A wave of pain and pleasure ripped through me as I let out a needy scream.
“Oh fuck…fuck, god, I’m coming…I’m coming…” My pussy clenched tightly around Diabolas’ cock, milking his seed. My breath rasped, loud and labored as I blinked quickly trying to gather my thoughts.
“What a good girl, Debbie. Coming for me so quickly again,” growled Diabolas, his voice coated with hot need. I could feel the erotic tension vibrating through every inch of his skin as he slammed me harder.
I gritted my teeth and luxuriated against the feel of his cock filling up my cunt when Diabolas flipped me around. My back was connected to the rough surface of the ground, looking up at the majestic build of the hellhound shifter.
Holy fuck. Diabolas was so fucking hot. I always knew he was hot before but right now towering over me with his massive build, it made me feel vulnerable and yearning to submit to his dominance. I never really noticed how broad his shoulders were until right now. His chest was a masterpiece, evidence of long hours of hard work.
My heart stumbled before it found its rhythm again. I reached my hand out to trace my fingers along the rigid contours of his muscles. It was hard as a brick, oozing strength and power. I was a fool to think I could escape these two.
Another wave of urgent need rose in me when he scooped up my legs, parting them so everybody could see how wet and raw my pussy had become from his using.
A smirk quirked up the corner of Diabolas’ lips. “I just can’t get enough of how good this tight, wet pussy is.”
I gulped. Sparks flew in my tummy when I looked down and saw my glistening pink lips. Above it, his cock, rising high like a third leg between his thighs. The bulging dark purple veins pulsed towards the glistening crimson head, gleaming with our body fluids.
I quivered under his weight when Diabolas knelt between my thighs. My core was pulsing with hot need. It was a shame to think that I had already come twice but now I was still craving for his cock to be inside me.
The air was sucked out of my lungs when Diabolas slammed his cock into me. Pinching my eyes shut, I threw my head back and let out a groan. My knees weakened. In spite of myself, I looked down and saw my pussy gripping tightly onto Diabolas’ cock. He was only halfway inside me but I could feel him deep in my guts.
“Holy shit, this is so fucking hot, Diabolas. Oh god, it’s so fucking good…” I muttered. My bones were melting. My swollen and sore breasts bobbed excitedly on my chest. Diabolas reached forward and grabbed them, teasing them with his fingers as he continued driving his demanding cock into my aching pussy.
The walls were closing in around me. The air turned into solid that compressed my lungs. My sex pulsated and tingled with pleasure, itching for another release.
“I’m getting there. I’m going to come soon…so you’d better come quickly if you want to…” growled Diabolas, speeding up his thrusts.
I lurched forward. My body firmed up as the wave of pleasure shot straight through my body. My pussy contracted harder, gripping onto Diabolas’ pulsing core. “Mmm, fuck. Diabolas, oh fuck, I’m coming…”
Hot load shot from my pussy, glazing the front of Diabolas’ belly as my whole body trembled. Stars burst in my eyes. I thought I blacked out for the second when Diabolas sank deep in my stomach and exploded.
A warm spot blossomed deep in the pit of me. I let out a cry when Diabolas pulled out, leaving an aching void inside me. His fingers wrapped tightly around his cock as he shot his load over my stomach, filling up my belly button.
I leaned forward with my mouth open and tongue sticking out trying to catch his cum. “Fuck! That was so fucking good.” Diabolas got on all fours on top of me. My breasts touched his chest lightly as our breathing synchronized. His sweat dripped over my face.
I reached my hand to touch his chest when he bent over and planted his lips on mine. My eyes fluttered closed. For a second, all the thoughts disappeared from my mind as I focused on the feeling of his warm kiss against my lips. I clung my arms around his neck, wishing this moment would last forever.
9
Debbie
I started to sympathize with Tessa. As I sat on the corner of the cell, rank with the smell of blood and excretion, breathing in the air that seared my lungs, I figured maybe Tessa didn’t deserve it. Maybe I had been too harsh to frame her for treason.
Regret and guilt tricked in me. But that didn’t make me hate her less for choosing the two random guys over me in Fallen Angels. I would’ve done the same.
Even though everything turned out pretty fine to me.
My thought went to Toar. The questions plagued my head. Why would he still want me to destroy the declarations? What good would it do for him? The declarations were agreement signed by Andrajvah and the souls he claimed. Destroying the declarations means liberating the souls. Why would he want to free the Hearts of Gold? Maybe the whole thing wasn’t as simple as I thought. Maybe Toar didn’t want to overthrow Andrajvah. What was his motive?
The shadow falling over the cell broke into my reverie and made me look up. My neck ached from moving after being in a fixed position for a long time. It made me wonder how long I’d been there. I was getting used to the stench.
The large silhouette blocked out the only source of dim light coming from the torches. Raveno’s face revealed to the light. My stomach dropped. I was expecting Diabolas to be next to him but he was all alone. I fought to hide my disappointment. The sight of Raveno reminded me of the ache in my jaw and the rawness in my pussy from the fucking.
Standing towering over me, the shadows accentuated Raveno’s masculine features, reminding me why I fell in love with this man. His crimson eyes sank deep in the sockets, framed by manicured brows. The arrogant blade of his nose looked even sharper in the dim light. All his features looked so male and defined, except for his lips which were almost invisible.
His muscular chest stretched the fabric of his black tank. The rigid contours of his pecs pressed against the material. His dark washed jeans slung deliciously low on his hips, showing off his Adonis belt. The scent of him, so primal and masculine, bounced around me. It was a welcome distraction from the choking stench.
“You seemed to enjoy being shared and taken turns by the two of us.” Raveno broke the silence after a while. I almost pitied him when I sensed the hint of envy in his words. Regret pricked my conscience.
Maybe he meant to say I enjoyed being claimed and taken by Diabolas? But it wasn’t true. It was their joint effort that gave me multiple orgasms within a short time. That made me come again and again.
The thought of it made me blush. I sucked in a breath and shook my head, trying to purge the mental images out of my head. The dirty thoughts of their cocks stretching and filling me up whirled in my head, making my pussy squirm with need again. I squeezed my thighs together.
“What in the hell is Andrajvah’s planning?” I said, shifting my attention. My eyes rested on his face. “What does he want from me?”
Raveno arched his brow. His face took on a neutral expression for a few seconds, then a wicked smirk quirked the corner of his lips. He grinned and looked down at his feet. Damn, he looked s
o fucking hot. Part of me wanted to jump on him and ride his dick. But this curiosity. The question of what Toar had said to me was whirling in my head, driving me crazy.
I knew time was running gout and the realization sprang me into a panic. Toar was the only person who knew Andrajvah best and now he was exiled. When even Toar who knew everything warned you about the danger of Andrajvah’s plan and decided to stop him, it must be dire. But what was it? Why didn’t he tell me?
“I can’t bear to tell you, Debbie. The less you know, the better,” said Raveno finally. “I just don’t want to hurt you.”
I scoffed, getting up on my feet. “Really? Says the man who left me and cut me off entirely from his life so that he could chase his stupid dream? Now, look at you, Raveno. Aren’t you still a slave? You haven’t changed a bit. You only switched your master. You are still very much a follower.”
Raveno’s face twisted in a pained offense. It delighted me that I still knew which button to press on Raveno. A growl roared from his chest. His eyes glowed like an ember in ash as he slammed his fists against the rusty railings of the cell that clanked loudly into the abyss. My stomach plummeted as I lurched.
I thought he was going to break it but the railings looked more resilient than that. “But look who’s the one behind the bars now, Debbie? Who was the one being banished to Fallen Angels and resorted to selling her soul to Andrajvah to escape?”
I pursed my lips as the fire of anger scorched my skin. Our eyes interlocked as we traded glares. “I was banished to Fallen Angels for you, Raveno. Don’t you forget that. You ruined my life. You can say whatever you want but the truth won’t change. I did that for you.”
Raveno parted his lips as if he was about to say something and changed his mind. “Sit back and contemplate your actions. You wouldn’t have ended up this way if you listened to me, Debbie.” I wanted to be mad at him. Instead, a wave of sympathy and rekindled love for him coursed through me when he said in a soft tone, “I did it for the best of us. I wanted nothing but the best for you and me.”
My jaw fell open but I found no words. My eyes were locked to his gaze. The longing I had for him. The itching in my fingers craving to feel the warmth of his body grew fiercer within me. I almost called out his name, begged for him to stay when Raveno peeled his gaze from me. But my ego won.
I cursed at myself for letting Raveno walk away from me again as I followed his retreating back with my eyes, wishing he would turn back and rest his eyes on me for the one last time. Instead, his shadow, stretching long on the ground, grew smaller and then finally disappeared.
Closing my eyes, I sucked in deep breaths trying to block out the toxic thoughts that were poisoning my mind. What did Toar want to do? I racked my brain trying to think of the possible reasons. It must have something to do with the Hearts of Gold. Could he be a mole? Sent by the Divine Overlord himself?
It was the first time I wished that when I opened my eyes, I would be staring at the same bleak wall. I certainly didn’t even mind seeing Tessa on the other side of the room smoking her damn incense. It certainly smelled so much better than the smell of rotting meat in the air.
Tessa. Maybe she could help me. But why would she? She’d be thinking I was lying or trying to play some tricks on her again.
A scream ripped from my chest when I opened my eyes and was met with another silhouette. A small hope flickered in me thinking that Raveno had returned. Maybe he would apologize or it was just a pipe dream. New questions hit me when Diabolas appeared in front of me with his arms crossed over his chest, staring at me with a wry look on his face.
I gulped. “What–what are you doing here?”
Diabolas didn’t answer immediately. His brooding gaze lingered on my face. The hungry look on his face made me feel like he was stripping me with his eyes. Then, it struck me. “No, please…no more. I can’t take your cock anymore. Not now…” I mouthed the last bit but I thought Diabolas must have heard it. He sneered at me.
“Not yet, my dear. This is not why I’ve come,” said Diabolas, his voice deep and masculine. Hated to admit I was kinda disappointed he wasn’t here for the pussy, anyway. “You crave for the truth, my dear? You want to know what’s going on?”
My eyes stilled on him, reading his expression. I was not wrong after all when I thought Diabolas was with Raveno. He must be here when Raveno had come and when we had the conversation. It made me wonder how much he’d heard.
“What do you want?” And by the way, who was he? How could he suddenly appear in my life and turn it upside down?
“So, Debbie, you’re telling me you have no idea why you were fighting Andrajvah all along? You were doing that because you were told it was the right thing to do?”
“Of course I fucking knew what’s going on. All the Hearts of Gold that have been sacrificed in the process. Andrajvah wanted to fucking rule the world. He wanted to achieve some sort of enlightenment or whatever by sucking the good out of the Hearts of Gold, so he would be more powerful that the Divine Overlord himself and–”
Diabolas burst into laughter that boomed across the cell. As if he wanted to make sure all the inmates of the Underworld heard it. “So you don’t know.”
My jaw dropped as I questioned everything that I’d ever known. I wasn’t sure which offended me more. His mocking guffaw or the fact that I had been wrong all the while. A brief silence hung in the air before Diabolas added.
“The Hearts of Gold have no direct use to Andrajvah. He’s already pretty damn powerful and could easily defeat the Divine Overlord if he wanted to. But he is also smarter. The Divine Overlord has too many faithful followers like yourself, Debbie. Plus, Andrajvah knows his own goons can’t be trusted. Again, like yourself. And your best friend, Toar.”
I followed him with my eyes as he paced up and down. It was so hard to focus when all I could think about was his massive cock and how I wanted him to spread my pussy right now.
“It worked according to Andrajvah’s grand plan. Even the Divine Overlord is convinced that he’s using the Hearts of Gold to gain some sort of enlightenment. But he’s not. He’s turning everybody to the dark side. To join his ally. And when there is more evil than good, the balance is tipped.”
A wave of fear rushed through me as the memories of the conversation Toar had with me before trickled back in me. I closed my eyes and sucked in a breath to digest the sudden torrent of thoughts forming in my head. When I opened my eyes, my stomach lurched as Toar’s face had replaced Diabolas. I blinked quickly, knowing that it was just an illusion, a trick to my eyes.
The intense look of his eyes pierced into my soul. Even his voice sounded like Toar. These exact words he’d uttered to me, “The world we know of is built on the equal balance of forces. Good and evil. Yin and yang. Positive and negative. You got the picture.”
Squeezing my eyes shut, I shook my head. The pieces were falling into place. Diabolas’ face reappeared again. “The world goes out of order. Andrajvah doesn’t even need to do anything. The world will fuck itself. You think Andrajvah wants to rule the world?”
A smirk quirked the corner of Diabolas’ lips as he shook his head. The blood froze in my veins. I couldn’t believe I was all wrong about Andrajvah before. I thought he was just a greedy asshole but apparently, he was way smarter than that. “He wants to destroy it, to wipe out everything that belongs in it.”
“Holy shit.” Tears brimmed my eyes. A hot lump formed in my throat as I gazed into the abyss beneath the cell, knowing the world was going to end.
Toar’s words whirled in my head. The mental images of him yelling out to me in the Hall of Justice flounced in my eyes. The only world I knew of was at stake and all I was thinking about was being dicked down by two hot alpha males. I felt terrible.
“Oh my god…” I moaned as the realization finally dawned on me. Why Toar had wanted me to go and destroy the declarations. It was to liberate the Hearts of Gold. It was to bring them back to the good side and res
tore balance to the world. It wasn’t to go against Andrajvah. Toar didn’t want his fucking throne. It was to save the fucking world.
My mind flashed back to the night when Toar had come to me. It was back in the Fallen Angels Academy. I was in my room when I first saw him. The whole incident was still fresh in my mind though I had been trying to wipe it out. I still remembered what happened the other night. Tessa and I had a stupid bicker. As always. So she’d gone disappeared somewhere. Fucking the professors probably.
I was sitting at the edge of my bed, contemplating my escape plan when he had come. I swore to god I thought that was the end of me. His six feet tall silhouette loomed over me, with his broad shoulders and bulging chest. There was no way I could fight him. Not even when I had my powers restored, what’s more without.
I braced myself for the worst. I accepted my fate. That was when Toar offered me a deal I couldn’t resist.