by Eva Brandt
That was a huge change in tune compared to what he’d said in Familiar Bonding. “Do you mean that, Mikael?” I asked him.
“Yes, of course. I mean, I won’t lie. I’m still not completely comfortable with the idea. But he did save your life and that is what matters most.”
Stefan nodded. “There are more important things we have to worry about right now than who gets Lyssa and when. We might be petty, but we have our priorities.”
“Yes, and on that topic,” Meph intervened, “if push comes to shove, I want you three to take Lyssa and leave the island. If you have to, turn to your families. They’ll help.”
“Are you serious?” Callum stared at Meph in disbelief. “You want us to expose Lyssa to our families?”
Meph’s wings twitched and I got the feeling he secretly agreed with Callum’s assessment of his suggestion. “If you have to. In case there’s an emergency. Not now.”
“You know, you’re beginning to scare us with all these emergency measures,” Stefan growled. “Let’s leave our families out of it. Why don’t you just find us a real method to hunt Satan down? Once he’s no longer an issue, we won’t have to worry about Lyssa being in danger.”
Hunt Satan down? Was he serious? This wasn’t just a random demon we were talking about. Satan was a Prince of Hell! He might not be the original one, but he’d been picked as Lucifer’s successor for a reason.
I waited for Meph or any of the others to talk some sense into Stefan. My hopes were dashed when Meph’s lips twisted into a demonic grin. “I knew I liked you for a reason, Stefan. Not to worry. Lucifer has already started looking and he’ll let you know when he manages to catch the right trail.
“I’m expecting news within the next month. Until then, we’re to lie low and wait. And when we finally find him, we hunt.”
Shadows swelled through Meph’s office, thick, threatening, and carrying a lethal intent. An aura of anger and satisfaction flared around Callum. Mikael’s eyes glinted in the deepening darkness, and Stefan’s skin started to sprout fur.
They were determined to take this to the very end, to go against Satan for me. I loved them a little more for it, but at the same time, this was exactly what I’d wanted to prevent.
Why did this shit always happen to me?
I must’ve said that out loud, because like one being, my lovers turned toward me. “Because you belong to us, of course,” Stefan said, like it was the most natural thing in the world. Maybe it was. Satan only knew that I’d left behind my previous life, the person I’d been before I’d belonged to them.
“I think our lovely mortal needs a reminder of what that means,” Meph said with a wicked smirk. “I believe she came here expecting a punishment. I haven’t delivered it. How rude and irresponsible of me.”
My body instantly reacted to the dark promise in his expression. I knew I shouldn’t allow them to distract me, not when I was supposed to be telling them to calm down a little. But I couldn’t help myself. At this point, it was a Freudian response.
“It looks like we haven’t been doing a good enough job either.” Callum hummed thoughtfully. “And here we thought we’d managed to satisfy you.”
My face heated at his comment. “You did. You do. Fuck, Callum, why are you saying that?”
“Because it’s fun to tease you,” Callum replied with a light laugh. “But there’s a different kind of teasing you enjoy more, right?”
My mouth went dry as they surrounded me, already undressing me with their eyes. “Well, princess?” Callum prodded. “Demon got your tongue?”
Mikael shook his head in fake disappointment. “What a shame. You’re usually so mouthy.”
“Oh, she is,” Meph said, “but now, she knows she’s made a huge mistake and she has to fix it.” He brushed his fingers over my neck, as if he was taking my pulse. “Isn’t that right, pet? You want to show us how sorry you are for failing us.”
My mind was already foggy with lust, but I nodded and found enough strength to answer. “Y-Yes. I want to make it up to you.”
And I did. I wanted to show them that this strange connection between me and Lucifer hadn’t changed my feelings for them. Like Mikael had said, no matter how brightly Lucifer shone, I would never be fully blinded, not enough to leave them or to stop loving them.
I was sure they knew it, but even so, Meph fully threw himself into our game. His hold on my neck tightened, cutting off my ability to breathe. “Your life is in my hands now, pet,” he murmured. “I could kill you in an instant if I wanted to.”
Yes, he could, but he wouldn’t. I knew that. And yet, the moment he said those words, my heart started to race even faster. I was so aroused I would’ve had trouble breathing even without the pressure he was putting on my windpipe.
I wanted to put my life into his hands. I didn’t know where that desire had come from, but it was so potent I could taste it in my mouth, sharp and spicy, reminding me of the flavor of Meph’s kisses.
Meph’s pupils dilated at my response. His eyes had always looked inhuman, but now, they turned even more so, his iris flashing between red, gold, and black. “Oh, Lyssa. You’re perfect for me, pet.”
“For us,” Stefan amended, his claws digging into my shoulder ever so slightly.
It looked like today was one of those days in which they bickered over whose dick I’d take first. It happened a lot when they were tense about other things. I understood it now, but I didn’t have the patience to wait for them to sort it all out.
“Please,” I whispered. “Please fuck me. Now.”
My words came out a little choked because of Meph’s hold on my neck, but his grip wasn’t tight enough to actually make it impossible for me to speak. The sound aroused them even more, and Meph let out a low, sharp growl. “You don’t give the orders here, pet. I do. And I think you need to show us you’re as remorseful as you claim.”
With that, he let me go and stepped back. Much to my dismay, the others did the same. I’d expected anything but that, and I was left standing there, in the middle of the room, staring at them and gaping like a fish.
“Take off your clothes,” Meph commanded. “Now, pet.”
I could see where he was going with this and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. We’d done a lot of kinky things together, but most of the time, they were always the ones who took my clothes off. In fact, I didn’t remember a single instance in which I’d taken my dress off for them myself.
“Well, Alyssa?” Meph asked silkily. “Are you going to make me ask you twice?”
“N-No, Sir,” I stammered. This was stupid. Why was I hesitating anyway? They’d already seen me naked and had fucked me in ninety-nine percent of the positions in the Kama Sutra. I had no reason to suddenly feel shy now.
Despite my decision, I still fumbled a little with the uncooperative zipper. My lovers were keeping their distance, but their gazes never strayed from me, to the point where I could feel them like a palpable caress. Mikael and Callum did nothing to temper their auras. In fact, I suspected they were allowing their powers to flow over the room on purpose, just so that they could tease me a little more.
They were all bastards and I hated them. Oh, who was I fooling? I wanted them so much I could barely breathe.
Fortunately, I won the battle with my frustrating gown and managed to free myself from the material. Never had I been more thankful for the school’s weird uniforms. If I’d had more than one item of clothing to take off, I’d have probably embarrassed myself in front of my lovers more than I already had.
Now only in my panties, I stood there and waited for further orders. Meph didn’t disappoint. “Go sit on my desk. I want you to spread your legs and show me your cunt.”
I did as I was told and sat on the desk. This was a little more familiar since Meph and the others always wanted to look at me. They got a kick out of it. It was probably why our relationship worked, despite their occasional jealousy. They liked to see me in a sexual position, even if they weren’t the ones
touching me. They liked it when I displayed myself for their pleasure. And sometimes, they liked to watch me masturbate.
They didn’t do this often. Whenever we were together, all the parts of my body were usually at their disposal, my holes fucked by their cocks, my hands compensating for what my pussy, ass, and mouth couldn’t take. But when they did do it, it always carried a lot of weight.
Their gazes greedily raked over my skin as I spread my legs for them and started to rub my needy pussy through the material of my panties. Stefan’s eyes flared, the animal within so much closer to the surface than it had been before. Mikael pressed a hand to his shoulder, but I wasn’t sure if he was trying to anchor himself or hold Stefan back. Callum wasn’t using his incubus aura anymore, but the way he was looking at me aroused me as much as his magic always did.
Meanwhile, shadows stirred beneath Meph’s feet. He never tore his gaze away from me, but he didn’t try to reach for me either. “Why don’t you take those panties off now, pet? They’re an eyesore.”
I wanted to obey him, but at the same time, to make him—to make them all—as crazy with lust as I was. We’d tumbled together into this relationship that didn’t always make sense, and I refused to be the only one consumed by it.
I still wasn’t much of a seductress, but even so, when I wriggled off my panties, I felt empowered. There was something so sinful about being naked when they were all dressed, a lewdness that appealed to me at a very basic level.
Discarding my soaked underwear onto the floor, I slid a finger into my pussy, desperately needing the penetration. It felt nice, but not nearly enough. I let out a frustrated groan and rubbed my swollen clit, and sensation rushed over me, deliciously dirty, but also frustrating.
At this point, my best chance was to seduce them into throwing their resolve out the window. This was a little easier said than done. I fucked myself on my fingers, all the while never looking away from their faces and trying to convey how much I needed them.
Mephistopheles saw right through my plan. “Problem, pet?” he said with a grin that displayed his sharp fangs.
I didn’t answer, but I didn’t have to. “I’m thinking her slutty cunt wants a cock,” Stefan guessed. “But I don’t think she should get one, do you?”
The dark look in his eyes made me swallow nervously, but still, I didn’t back out. “Are you sure?” I asked him. “I miss your knot, Stefan.”
I was half in awe with my boldness, because never in a million years would I have imagined that I could say something like that. It was true, though, and it worked wonders. Stefan growled, and he looked seconds away from pouncing on me—which was exactly what I’d intended.
Meph had other ideas. He blocked Stefan’s access to me with his tail, clicking his tongue in disappointment.
“Nice try, but you won’t get what you want so easily. You’ve been a bad pet, remember?”
He lazily stalked forward, his gait reminding me a little of a large cat. When he was in front of me, he grabbed my hands, keeping me from continuing to masturbate. “You’ve slighted us by wanting to share yourself with another,” he said as he leaned over me. “You need to be punished.”
The words might have sounded harsh had they not been uttered in a low, seductive tone that reminded me a little of a purr. I shivered, but not because I was afraid. “Punish me, Sir.”
While Meph sucked my fingers clean of my juices, the others made their way to my side. Mikael tugged on one of my curls, a secret fierceness glowing in his icy blue eyes. “What an arrogant little human you are, darkling. Have you already forgotten how this works? You don’t get to give the commands.”
“It’s all right,” Callum offered. “She’ll learn. That’s what this is all about.”
He didn’t expect me to reply, and that was a good thing, because the next thing I knew, Meph was flipping me around and pinning me to his desk with his larger bulk. He squeezed my wrists with one strong fist, a reminder of his overwhelming strength and of the fact that I was his captive. “Don’t worry, pet. You’ll get your punishment. But we’ll make sure you don’t enjoy it too much. After all, we want you to learn your lesson, don’t we?”
As he spoke, he swept his hand over the curve of my ass. I braced myself for the blow I knew would be coming, but it didn’t help much. When the slap fell, I still yelped, the pain erupting through my body and triggering a confusing mix of sensations and emotions.
Meph hit me again, this time on the opposing ass cheek. It wasn’t anything that special. We’d done far crazier things than a little spanking. But he emanated a heat that wasn’t completely normal and whenever he touched me, I could feel the edge of his claws.
His shadow magic came to life and dark tentacles wrapped themselves around my wrists, freeing Meph’s other hand and keeping him from having to immobilize me himself. He swept his palm over my back, leaving behind trails of fire that made my already oversensitive nerve endings cry out in tortured bliss.
Two more slaps struck my ass. At the same time, his shadow magic slid under my body, zeroing in on my nipples and squeezing them in an agonizingly tight hold, like little, fanged mouths. I gasped, although I couldn’t have said if it was out of pleasure or pain. At this point, there was no difference between the two.
While the tiny nipple clamps continued to chew on my sensitive nubs, Stefan grabbed my hair and pulled my head upright. “You said you missed my knot, didn’t you, little bitch? You haven’t earned it yet. Why don’t you show me how much you want it?”
When he shoved his cock into my mouth, I almost choked at the roughness of his entry. I didn’t mind. I wanted him to be just like this, to show me the full extent of his desire for me. Once, he’d held back because he’d been afraid of hurting me, but our relationship had grown past those fears.
I moaned around his cock, telling him how much I wanted this, how much I wanted him. In the process, I forgot something very important, the fact that this was supposed to be about punishment.
Behind me, Meph hummed in thoughtful discontent. “Hmm. It looks like our little pet is enjoying herself too much. How can we fix that?”
As he spoke, he stopped spanking me. His tail poked my nether lips, teasingly rubbing my clit. I sobbed in frustrated arousal, trying to push back, to impale myself on the maddening appendage. But the tentacles of shadow were still wrapped around me and Stefan was still holding onto my hair. The only thing I managed by moving around was to make the nipple clamps tug on me harder.
“Looks like she’s impatient,” Callum idly commented, as if he had all the time in the world. “What a problem.”
“I suppose I can make an exception, just this once.” Meph let out a put out sigh. “But I’m relying on you to continue disciplining her.”
“Of course,” Callum drawled. “I’d be happy to.”
I had no idea what they were talking about, but I suspected that, whatever it was, I wouldn’t like it. Still, I forgot all about my apprehension when Meph’s tail finally slid into my pussy. The flexible appendage massaged my inner walls and hit all the right spots inside me, even some that shouldn’t have existed. A choked cry escaped me and the vibrations echoed into Stefan’s cock, making him grunt and tighten his hold on my hair.
“You’re such a fucking slut. You love it, don’t you? When he fucks you with his tail.”
I did. Because of its size, it always filled me up perfectly, but it also rubbed against my clit. I still craved their cocks, but the wicked things Meph liked to do to me with his tail drove my breath away as well.
This time, Meph had something extra crazy in mind. As I writhed underneath him, still immobilized and at his mercy, he spread my ass cheeks and rubbed his thumb against the tiny hole. “Even here, you need to be fucked,” he rumbled. “How can I not oblige?”
Without another word of warning, he positioned his cock against my anus. My eyes widened as he started to slide inside. While not as well-endowed as Stefan, Meph still had a large dick and he hadn’t prepped me at al
l. True, he was careful to not move too quickly and there seemed to be some kind of lubricating liquid on his cock, but his entry still hurt.
The strangest thing was that I barely felt the pain. His tail was inside my pussy, fucking me even faster than before. Between that and my attempt to not choke on Stefan’s dick, I was distracted. My body was confused, torn between pleasure and pain.
Meph fucked both my ass and my pussy at the same time, turning me into his personal plaything. At the same time, Callum and Mikael entwined their magic, their demonic auras flowing over me once again.
It didn’t take me long to reach the edge of climax. I could feel it buzzing in every single atom of my body, so close I could taste it in my mouth.
At the last moment, another current of Callum’s magic rushed through me. This time, it had a target. Instead of causing me pleasure, it seemed to absorb it. Just like that, I felt my orgasm slide out of my reach.
I cried out in protest as I realized what they were going to do to me, what my punishment was going to be. No wonder Meph had stopped spanking me. He had a different plan, one that wouldn’t end well for me.
Grunting, Meph thrust inside me one last time and wet heat filled my anus as he came. Stefan buried his dick all the way into my throat and found his peak, flooding my mouth with jets of spunk. Through some kind of miracle, I managed to swallow down every drop.
I hoped that it would make a difference and it would earn me some goodwill. I should’ve known better. My lovers were demons and they’d fully unleashed that nature upon me.
Meph and Stefan slid out of my pussy, my ass, and my mouth, and Callum and Mikael took their place. The shadows flipped me around and I landed in Mikael’s lap. Without a single word of warning, he shoved his erection into my cunt.
“You’re going to be our fuck hole, darkling,” he said. We’re going to use you, over and over again, until we’re tired. And only then will we allow you to come.”
Callum didn’t bother to say anything at all. Before Mikael had even finished his taunting explanation, he’d already shoved his dick into my ass.