by Eva Brandt
As he spoke, he swept his hands over my body and reached for my zipper. Whenever we slept together, he liked to tear off my dress, but for whatever reason, this time, he decided against it. Instead, he chose a regular, more civilized approach.
Mikael understood what Stefan was planning and followed his example. He lowered the straps of my dress with just as much gentleness, caressing my bare arms as he went along.
Callum gave them a hand, pulling my gown off. Before long, I was left naked, or better said, wearing only my panties. Callum didn’t try to pull them off. Instead, he guided me to lie facedown on the bed.
“You’re much too tense, princess,” Callum murmured. “You need to relax.”
I was getting very relaxed after the kiss we’d shared and Mikael and Stefan’s caresses, but I knew them enough by now to realize they wouldn’t stop here. I listened to him, waiting to see what he wanted to do to me.
Yes, I’d become utterly shameless when it came to sex, but hey, who could blame me? I had four amazing boyfriends, and all of them were really good in bed. Even epilepsy wouldn’t have been able to keep my libido in check.
For that reason, I was surprised when the touches I received weren’t sexual at all. Instead, my lovers started massaging me from head to toe, finding all the knots of tension in my body.
Callum’s hands worked their magic over my shoulders, quite literally. I could feel his power buzzing in his fingertips, sliding underneath my skin and relaxing my muscles. Meanwhile, Mikael swept his hands over my spine and the small of my back. He seemed intent on touching each individual vertebra with his magic. His approach reminded me a little of the wings he’d lost because of the ritual, but it held such gentleness that I couldn’t resent it or feel in any way uncomfortable.
Within minutes, I was hovering between a state of almost sleepy relaxation and one of natural arousal. My body automatically responded to their touches by getting wet and feeling the need for penetration, but at the same time, the pure simplicity of the moment lessened my urgency.
Slowly, Mikael and Callum’s powers began to explore me deeper, making my nipples tingle and my pussy throb with unfulfilled need. A part of me wanted to beg and plead for more, but I was so relaxed that I had no desire to move.
The sensual lassitude made it all the more shocking when, out of the blue, Callum pulled me upright and flipped me around.
I didn’t even have time to figure out what was going on and what they were doing. The next thing I knew, I was on top of Stefan, and my hell hound lover was burying his cock inside me.
My eyes widened and I cried out at the sudden penetration. “Stefan… Oh, God.”
“We keep telling you, princess,” Callum whispered, “God has nothing to do with it.”
Was he really going to argue semantics with me right now? As much as I loved and appreciated his teasing, I wasn’t sure I could endure it today.
I might have tried to tell him that, but Mikael stopped me before I could even make the attempt. “Maybe what we need to do is to put her mouth to better use,” he said.
As he spoke, he took up position in front of me. He didn’t bother taking his clothes off. Instead, he unzipped his pants and fished his cock from inside.
He didn’t need to tell me what to do. The mere sight of his erection made my mouth water. I had just enough coherence to make a grab for his dick and suck it in deep before Stefan lost patience and thrust inside me, hard.
My world went white around the edges and I lost all ability to focus. Mikael didn’t give me any quarter. He buried his fingers in my hair and forced his dick deeper into my mouth, fucking my face without holding back.
At the same time, Stefan fell into a punishing rhythm, his thrusts growing stronger and stronger with every second that passed. As always, his cock filled me perfectly, its shape massaging my inner walls in the best way. Since our first time together, we’d had sex like this a lot, but I never grew tired of the feeling of fullness and completion I got when he fucked me like this.
“You love this, don’t you, little bitch?” he growled huskily. “You want my knot in your slutty cunt. You want me to fill you, to mark you, to breed you.”
Drunk on their ownership of me, I moaned. For obvious reasons, I couldn’t answer verbally, but still, I tried to convey how much I craved them, in every possible way.
Mikael hissed as my muffled cry drove pleasurable vibrations through him. His hold on my hair tightened even further. “You’re going to be the death of me one day, my darkling.”
Behind me, Callum chuckled. “You might be right about that, Mikael, but I can think of no better way of dying.”
Mikael hummed in agreement, dark light flickering around him. I would’ve tried to protest, to tell them that from my point of view, there was no good way to die, not for them. But I was already distracted by what they were doing to me and my thoughts were cracking, slipping away like dust through my fingers.
If I’d been inclined to fight it, any resistance would’ve faded away when Callum reached for my ass. He kissed my shoulder, his clever fingers already rubbing the rim. One single, slick digit slid inside, teasing my most intimate place.
I’d long ago stopped being the virgin afraid of anal sex. My body accommodated to the finger with ease. I wanted more, needed to feel Callum inside me too, properly.
“Give me more,” I thought. “Please, give me more.”
I was no telepath, but Callum understood me anyway. “In a minute, princess. There’s a time and place for everything, and today, we don’t want to hurt you. Just relax and let yourself feel.”
It was a little more difficult to relax now than it had been before, when they’d been giving me a massage. My body instinctively tightened, although I couldn’t have said if it was outrage or need that triggered the response.
Beneath me, Stefan snarled. His face started to shift, his bones cracking as the wolf came out. He didn’t fully transform, but the process had an effect on the rest of his body anyway. Inside me, his cock lengthened and sort of rippled, massaging my inner walls and making little explosions of pleasure erupt through me.
At the same time, he reached for my breasts and pinched one of my nipples so hard I saw stars. His fingers emanated an infernal flame that licked over my already oversensitive nerve endings, and while his magic didn’t burn me, the mild pain mingled with the pleasure in a cocktail that threatened to swallow me whole.
My lovers had no problem with that. Mikael smiled, an almost beatific twist of lip that didn’t suit the savage look in his eyes. “That’s right, my darkling. How could we have forgotten? You like a little pain with your pleasure. Do you miss Mephistopheles? Don’t worry. We can give you everything he can.”
One of these days, I’d sit them down and tell them competitiveness was really not necessary. There was enough of me to go around for everybody. But today wasn’t for conversation. Today was for surrender.
Questioning every single thing wouldn’t help me. It never had. It was so much better to let go, to discard all my doubts and let them burn away in the fire of their passion.
Perhaps Callum thought the same, because he pulled his finger out of my ass and replaced it with his cock. He hadn’t taken too long to stretch me, so it was a very tight fit. But my body knew that this was right. It had been trained for this, to take their cocks. Yes, his entry burned and it was a little uncomfortable, but that was okay. It was just part of the experience, making everything better, more real.
Still, Mikael and Stefan slowed down a little, giving me a few seconds to adjust to the sensation of being so stuffed. It was pointless, since this wasn’t something anyone—even the most talented porn star—could actually get used to. The fucking aside, the lust auras emanating from Callum and Mikael were pulsing over me, reaching into my body, into my very core. Just the same, the brief seconds of respite made a difference and I sank deeper into the state of relaxation that my lovers had been trying to summon.
When they sped up their motions again, I cou
ldn’t follow their pace. I didn’t have to. All I had to do was to let them take their pleasure. They unleashed their strength on me, and I had no trouble accepting it. It was the easiest thing in the world, because it felt so right.
When my jaw started to ache because of Mikael fucking my mouth, it was natural. When my pussy and my ass throbbed because of Stefan and Callum’s invasion, I embraced it and needed more. They moved in perfect sync, making sure I was never empty.
Their familiar magic swept over me, both hot and cold, plunging me deeper into a world of overwhelming sensation. The only thing that could’ve made it better was Meph’s presence, but I made a mental note to have him join us next time. And while he wasn’t here physically, I still felt him somewhere, at the back of my mind.
But as good as it all felt, I wasn’t the one to come first. “Fuck,” Stefan said. “Your cunt feels… Ah, fuck.”
His words dissipated into an incomprehensible growl as he buried his dick one last time inside my pussy. As he spurted his cream inside me, his cock head expanded, his knot pinning me in place, binding us together.
No longer able to withstand the onslaught of ecstasy, I followed him over the edge. I let out a muffled moan and my ass muscles tightened around the dick inside me. Callum hissed, his aura flaring once again, even more powerful than before. A new wave of wet heat filled me as he came as well. The outburst of sexual power he emanated prolonged my orgasm or maybe triggered another one. I wasn’t quite sure.
Mikael was swept along in the rush of our shared pleasure. I had the presence of mind to keep my eyes open and for that reason, I got a good look at how he seemed to glow from within, his ice blue eyes turning almost silver in the light.
At the last moment, he pulled back, so I didn’t get the chance to swallow his seed like I wanted to. Instead, when he came, he splattered my face and my breasts with his jizz. It was only semen and I shouldn’t have enjoyed the way it felt on my skin as much as I did.
But they’d already shattered and reformed me a long time ago, so of course I enjoyed it. This was a claiming, a sinful ritual that slid into my soul and stole it in a way no contract ever could. This was an agreement I had no desire to break, an enchantment I never wanted to dispel, and I reveled in every second of it.
By the time it was all over, the sheer sexual strength of the moment made me slump against Callum. He slid out of my ass, but supported me anyway, keeping me from losing my balance.
Stefan’s knot hadn’t receded so he was still stuck inside me. Callum helped me lie down on my side and find a comfortable position. It was a bit of a wasted effort, since I wouldn’t be able to get any sleep with that thick hell hound dick inside me, but I appreciated it anyway.
As if wanting to spite me, my lovers seemed intent on ending our little orgy here. Callum curled against my back, and Mikael lay down on Stefan’s other side. If I extended my hand, I could touch both him and Stefan. Even stuffed with Stefan’s cock and covered in all their fluids—and some of my own—I found something sweet and simple about the moment.
“I’m getting better at this,” I said. I was breathing hard and my voice sounded a little husky, but I didn’t mind it.
“Of course you are, Lyssa,” Stefan rumbled. “You were born for it, born to be ours.”
Callum hummed against my nape and reached around me, cupping my breast. And when Stefan started to move inside me once again, I fell even deeper into their thrall, into the pure, intoxicating spell of their existence.
They weren’t done with me, nowhere near done, but I didn’t find that scary. If anything, it was a comfort.
In this world that surrounded me with so much hostility, there was one thing that would never change, their need for me. As crazy as our relationship might have been, it was real and I’d never let go of it.
Unexpected Connections
Leaving aside the arrival of the new student, the school year started somewhat anticlimactically. My first class was Familiar Bonding, and since I was repeating a year, all the information Lilith provided involved things I already knew. Lilith had promised to figure something else out in the future, but the whole thing with me tearing apart the familiar bond with Mikael and then entering a coma had made her leery. As much as she respected my connection to Shiro, she didn’t want to take any chances.
This was how I ended up standing on the cliff yet again, with Shiro by my side, watching as Redrum emerged from his lair and terrified the other students. Unlike before, Mikael was next to me instead of riding the dragon. In every other way, the scene was identical to what I’d experienced in my first year.
“Today, we will be assessing the bond between you and your familiar,” Lilith said. “Redrum will be helping us with that. Come closer and touch him.”
Since I’d done this once before, I allowed everyone else to go first. If it was a requirement of the class, I’d do it later, after they all finished their task. Meanwhile, I could wait and spend a little more time with Mikael and Shiro. Stefan and Callum weren’t with us, having been forced to go to another class.
We sat together on the grass, and Mikael took my hand, holding it in silence. It was a chaste touch, but still, it felt nice—almost as enjoyable as the orgies we had in the dorms. Almost, but not quite.
This whole thing with Lucifer had disturbed him, reminding him of his angelic background. Right now, it went beyond family baggage. He was still dealing with the amputation of his wings. While he seemed to be getting used to their absence, trauma after the loss of a limb didn’t just go away, no matter how much I wanted it to.
After a few minutes, I dared to approach the topic. “Are you okay?”
He turned toward me, visibly surprised by my question. “Of course. What makes you think I’m not?”
His words almost made me wish I hadn’t asked anything, but it was too late to back out. Besides, I had sworn to myself that I’d be supportive. I just needed to find a way to do it that wouldn’t involve traumatizing Mikael further.
“Well, this whole thing with the… exchange student. I mean, it must be bringing back some bad memories, right?”
“Sort of, I guess. But my memories are the least of our problems. Besides, I doubt that he’s anything like the people I remember.”
“What do you know? Even lost nephilim can make accurate guesses. Miracles happen.”
The sudden comment made me shoot to my feet, my magic flaring around me wildly. When I turned, I found Lucifer standing right behind me. “You!” I snarled. “What are you doing here?”
On some level, I was aware it wasn’t a good idea to lose my temper with Lucifer, but his arrival had me on the edge. Last night, I might have been able to discard my woes in my lovers’ embrace, but sex wasn’t a solution and my problem was just as big now as it had been before.
“I’ve come to attend Familiar Bonding, of course,” he answered. “I’m a little late, but I’m afraid I got lost.”
I wanted to cry. Since Lucifer was now a student, he’d participate in our classes. Mikael’s presence had been distracting, but from now on, things would be even worse. My lustful, dirty mind had become a little more immune to nudity and sexual intercourse. Lucifer was new and unpredictable, and that didn’t bode well for me.
“Well, if you attend class, can you show up normally for once?” Or preferably, could he not show up at all and give me some time to come to terms with what was going on around me?
His lips twisted into a small, knowing grin. He’d seen right through me and could tell I wasn’t happy with him. Naturally, he ignored it. “I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.”
So, he was going to continue to pretend. Okay then. That was fine with me, since it bought me more time to decide what to do. “Right,” I drawled sarcastically. “My mistake.”
Mikael cleared his throat, intervening in our conversation. “I didn’t realize you had a familiar, Mr. Starr.”
“Oh, yes. She’s a little new and still somewhat shy.” Lucifer reached into his shirt
and extracted a tiny red snake from his sleeve. “This is Fern. We’ve bonded recently.” He threw a glance in my direction. “Would you like to hold her, Ms. Michaelis? I hear you’re very good with familiars, especially snakes.”
TB flew up from behind Mikael and hissed, displeased with this idea. I didn’t know what to make of it. Touching a person’s familiar was still supposed to be a bit of a taboo, and he was claiming that we’d met last night. Surely, someone would realize it was strange.
But no one seemed to be paying attention to us. The rest of the students were still focused on Redrum. Lilith hadn’t even realized Lucifer had arrived.
That was no accident, I was sure of it. But I’d already decided to play along so instead of pointing out the anomaly, I asked, “Are you sure? I mean… She’s your familiar.”
“Yes, we already established that.” Lucifer chuckled. “I assure you she has no problems with the concept of being held by you.”
Fern nodded, confirming her partner’s words. I didn’t have the heart to refuse the serpent. One of these days, I’d learn to say ‘no’ to cute animals, but until that happened, I was stuck.
“I appreciate the trust,” I replied, extending my arms to welcome little Fern.
Fern didn’t have wings like TB, so it was Lucifer who took my hand. When our bodies made contact, a jolt of energy danced over my skin. I almost pulled away, but Lucifer held on, keeping me from escaping.
He didn’t try to do anything strange. Instead, he just waited until Fern crawled up my arm. After that, he released me and took a step back.
Mikael didn’t react well to Lucifer’s behavior, but I kept him from lashing out. “Look, Mikael,” I told him as I petted Fern’s serpentine head. “Isn’t she sweet?”
“I suppose,” Mikael replied, his shoulders slumping. TB hissed again, still disgruntled that we were paying attention to any snake other than her.
She had nothing to worry about. First and foremost, I cared about TB and always would. And second, Fern was very different from TB and from every other snake I’d met.