by Eva Brandt
“We were planning to be gentle, but if you test our limits, we can’t make any promises,” Meph warned me.
It was a huge lie. They’d never hurt me and now that I was pregnant, they’d be even more careful. No matter what I did, I wouldn’t be able to change that. But that didn’t mean I wouldn’t have fun poking and prodding at them.
As if guessing my thoughts, Lucifer tore our mouths apart and groaned. “You’re a wicked thing, aren’t you, love? That’s fine, because so are we.”
Mikael was the one to pick me up in his arms. He carried me through Meph’s former domain, into his bedchambers. Meph’s quarters were nice and roomy, boasting beautiful and predictably perverted art on the walls. The bed wasn’t as large as the one we had in The Infernal Realm, but I supposed that was to be expected, since Meph had never had to share with so many people.
Shiro and TB had disappeared—somewhere—and we were alone. As we entered the room, Meph let out a thoughtful hum. “Are you up for playing a little game, pet?”
“With you, always,” I replied without missing a beat.
“Excellent.” Meph grinned and his fangs glinted threateningly in the dim light. “Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy it.”
He snapped his fingers and the shadows began to gain substance, turning into hazy male silhouettes. To this day, I still didn’t understand the nature of those summons, although Meph had eventually explained they weren’t simple manifestations of his magic. They were a form of demonic symbiotes, kind of like Mikael’s mother had been.
I didn’t let that intimidate me. I trusted Meph with everything I was and I wanted to see what he had in mind.
One of the demonic symbiotes extended his hand toward me. I hesitated, but when Meph nodded, I followed the creature’s call. That left my lovers standing on their own, which was confusing after their earlier claims.
Meph didn’t leave me waiting for too long. “Time to get this party started.”
As he spoke, the symbiotes slowly started to divest me of my gown. They took their time with each button, caressing my skin with almost worshipful intensity. Conflicting feelings bubbled inside me. The symbiotes weren’t my lovers, but they didn’t feel strange or alien to me either.
The dress slid off easily. By necessity, it was far looser than what I’d once worn when I’d been a student at the academy. When one of the creatures swept his hands over my swollen belly, my breath caught. It was a little embarrassing to have anyone except my lovers touch me, especially in that area. The baby we’d created through our love rested there. It didn’t feel right to have a stranger disturb her.
“Don’t worry, Hell Queen. We’d never overstep.”
I didn’t remember speaking to Meph’s summons before, but I believed them anyway. They might be strange demonic beings, but they wouldn’t want to piss Lucifer and Meph off. My guess was soon proven correct as the dark creatures kept their caresses platonic, making no attempt to reach for my pussy.
At one point, the distinct male silhouettes melted away into several sets of disembodied hands. I ended up lying on Meph’s couch, receiving the world’s craziest massage.
My lovers weren’t idle either. They got rid of their clothes far faster than I had. They also weren’t as inclined to take it slow as Meph’s summons. “Go ahead and kneel, you animal,” Mikael told Stefan. “You know what to do.”
Stefan snarled but obeyed. He dropped to his knees in front of Mikael and grabbed his cock. When his fingernails turned into claws, I flinched. Mikael didn’t display any kind of trepidation at having the sharp tips near his genitals. He buried his hand in Stefan’s hair, his fingers glowing with divine light. “Suck my dick, dog.”
I doubted Stefan was afraid, but he opened his mouth anyway. Mikael thrust his prick all the way into Stefan’s throat, far more brutal than he’d ever been with me.
At the same time, Callum came up from behind Mikael and kissed his shoulders, brushing his fingers over Mikael’s spine. Mikael shuddered. He’d never managed to recover from the loss of his wings, not completely, and his back was still very sensitive in certain areas. But like Stefan, he didn’t pull away from the touch, accepting it, allowing Callum to use his vulnerability.
Lucifer and Meph took another approach. Meph grabbed one of Lucifer’s wings and tugged. It wasn’t a hard pull—it didn’t look like it, at least—but a few feathers tore off anyway. Lucifer snatched them from Meph’s grip. “Not yet. You haven’t earned it, High Lord.”
“And what will you have me do to earn it, Brightest Star?”
“Do I really have to tell you? You’ve always been creative enough to convince me.”
Meph chuckled darkly and wrapped his tail around Lucifer’s waist. “What can I say? I get a lot of ideas when I’m around the right people.”
As he spoke, he pulled Lucifer closer and looked past his shoulder, straight at me. Our gazes locked and held. In his eyes, I could see the moments when I’d been the one to inspire his creativity.
He didn’t push me into anything, not this time. Instead, he kissed Lucifer and allowed his tail to roam over Lucifer’s naked body. The tip of the appendage brushed against Lucifer’s anus, while the front somehow wrapped itself around Lucifer’s erection.
That damn tail had driven me crazy more times than I could count, but Lucifer seemed completely unaffected. Oh, he was hard, but he also didn’t try to rush things along, as if he didn’t feel the sexual urgency Meph always stirred inside me.
I knew better than to believe that. Lucifer was brilliant at pretending and even better at denying himself. He wouldn’t fall apart as quickly as I did.
I wondered if I could do it—if I could make him fall apart in my hands. Probably not, but it was something to consider, a life goal.
For the moment, I watched my lovers touch one another. I could see where this was going and I liked it. I liked it a lot.
Meph didn’t mean for me to stay where I was, of course. I could join them at any time I wanted. I didn’t. Instead, I spread my legs and reached down to touch myself. My panties were already wet, so I pushed them to the side and rubbed my swollen clit. The moment my fingers made contact with the bundle of nerves, a zing of energy exploded through my body, echoing into everyone and everything in the room.
The shadowy hands on me grew more distinct, their hold on me tighter. For the first time, they cupped my breasts, playing with my stiff, aching nipples.
On the bed, my lovers let out sharp snarls and hisses of tortured arousal. They all broke away from one another and turned to look at me. “Princess, don’t play games with us,” Callum begged.
“I thought that was exactly what Meph wanted,” I replied, breathless, but determined. “To play a game.”
Callum shot Meph an ugly look, but Meph was unrepentant. “Stop being so impatient. We have time to give Lyssa everything she wants.”
It was easy to forget how good Meph was at reading me. Even after all this time, I’d yet to see them interact with one another in ways that excluded me. I’d had so many questions about their previous relationships, things I’d guessed, but had never verbally addressed. In his own way, Meph had finally decided to answer.
Callum’s expression softened and he nodded. His aura shifted, spreading out through Meph’s bedchambers like an intoxicating perfume, clashing and mingling with my power.
“Cheater,” Mikael grumbled. If he was mad, he didn’t show it. Instead, he started thrusting harder into Stefan’s mouth.
Stefan grabbed his hip and buried his claws into Mikael’s flesh. Callum bit down on Mikael’s neck. Mephistopheles and Lucifer kept kissing. And me… Well, as much as I was enjoying this, I couldn’t stay away from them, not anymore.
I waved my hand, and Meph’s summons released me. Obviously understanding what I had in mind, they helped me up. Slowly, but steadily, I made my way toward the bed.
My lovers must’ve sensed me approach, because they tore themselves away from one another. “Does this mean you’re giving up
on our game?” Meph asked.
“Not at all,” I answered. “I’m just raising the stakes a little bit. On the bed, all of you.”
Without meaning to, I infused the latter sentence with a heavy dose of magic. I scrambled to control it, but in the end, it wasn’t necessary. The command flowed over them, but didn’t harm them. Lucifer shot me a playful, almost boyish grin. “How intriguing. When you put it that way, Lyssa, how could we possibly refuse?”
“I wouldn’t have refused even if she hadn’t put it that way,” Callum answered. “Come on. Let’s not make our princess wait.”
Mikael and Stefan followed his example and within seconds, all my lovers were in bed, waiting for me. My courage faltered and my head started to spin. But I couldn’t stop now. As overwhelming as it all felt, I belonged by my lovers’ side, and that was something that would never change.
When I joined them on the mattress, the first thing I did was to kiss Stefan. His lips were swollen after the earlier blowjob and he tasted like Mikael—salty, but a little spicy. I greedily sucked on his tongue, reveling in the addicting flavor of my lovers.
The others didn’t join in. They were still waiting for me to set the rules of our new game.
I took shameless advantage of it to shove Stefan down, onto the pillows. I climbed on top of him, miraculously resisting the urge to impale myself on his thick erection. “I want to tie you down and make you mine,” I said, pressing my hand against his heart, “just like I am yours.”
“You’ve already done that, Lyssa,” Stefan replied, his voice so animalistic the words came out barely comprehensible. “You might be my bitch, but you’re also my mate.”
“Am I? Then I want you to show me your true self, to surrender to what you are, like I have.”
Stefan still had a few issues with his in-between form. I couldn’t blame him, since he’d come very close to being stuck that way with no hope of turning into his human shape. But at the same time, I wanted to show him I loved every part of him. Hiding was never an option.
“Don’t ever hide from me,” I said—and this time, the words weren’t just for Stefan. They were for each and every one of my lovers, but for me as well.
With the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Lucifer’s form blurring. “Just when I think you can’t surprise me more, Lyssa, you go and do something like this. If I hadn’t fallen from The Heavens for the sake of my pride, I’d have fallen for you.”
I turned to look at him and my heart almost stopped in my chest at the transformation. I’d hoped he would do this, of course, but I would’ve understood it if he’d decided against it.
Like this, Lucifer didn’t look completely human, but that was all right with me. In his human form, he was impossibly handsome, but there was beauty in this second shape as well, a strange balance that could’ve only been created by a divine being. The four faces—the man, the lion, the ox and the eagle—should have created a monstrosity incompatible with human sexuality, but they didn’t. I loved every part of Lucifer, his courage, his defiance, his strength, his ability to love and make mistakes.
I was so happy that he was willing to trust me with this, to let me see his true, innermost self. And maybe that showed, because Callum, Meph, and Mikael threw all caution out the window too.
Meph’s body started to grow and spikes sprouted on his wings. His skin turned a darker crimson. I’d seen him like this before, a few times, and it had been terrifying and intimidating. It wasn’t, not anymore.
Mikael took a deep breath and his eyes started to flicker with an inner shadow. In his case, the change wasn’t really physical. It was his essence that shifted, fully displaying the depth of his corrupted magic. His dark power held an undertone of malice, but I embraced it, just like I embraced everything about him. He was a demon with an angel’s soul, and he was mine.
Callum’s aura swelled even further, becoming almost suffocating in its intensity. I should have been able to counter it with my own. My mental skills were supposed to be more powerful than his. But I found myself unable to reach for my magic, paralyzed by his allure.
I might have done something really stupid or crazy had Stefan not drawn my attention. Encouraged by the others, he abandoned his misgivings as well. His skin sprouted fur and his spine lengthened to create a tail. His face mutated to accommodate a lupine snout. His muscles shifted fluidly and his bones reformed to create the hell hound-like being I’d grown so attached to.
It wasn’t an instantaneous transformation. Stefan had enough sense to realize that was a bad idea. It would’ve caused him pain, and that was the last thing I wanted. We all waited until he was done, patient, without rushing him.
When the shift was complete, I dared to reach out and pass my hand through his fur. It was nice, different from touching Stefan’s usual body, but still familiar and comforting. “There you are. Isn’t that better? My handsome little wolf.”
“Most humans would never call us handsome,” Callum commented. “They’d see us as monsters. You know that, right?”
“Lyssa isn’t most humans,” Lucifer replied in my stead. “She’s the Queen of Hell. This is nothing for her.”
“That’s not true, Lucifer,” I replied. “It’s everything to me. I want to be with your true selves. I want to give you everything you need and deserve.”
Tears burned at the corners of my eyes and I cursed my stupid pregnancy hormones. “I’m being unreasonable again, aren’t I?”
“Never,” Lucifer said. “You are and have always been a gift. Don’t doubt that.”
“Just take what you want, pet,” Meph encouraged me. “This day is all about you, remember?”
“As long as you’re happy, as long as you’re comfortable, we have everything we need,” Mikael insisted.
I was pretty sure relationships didn’t work that way, but that was all right. Just for today, I’d take what they offered. I would be selfish, because my own demonic nature demanded it.
“All right,” I answered.
With a simple thought, I summoned Meph’s minions to me. I didn’t have a lot of experience in shadow magic, but I didn’t need it. The creatures obeyed me of their own accord, without me having to give them any command. Shadows swept over my lovers, dragging Lucifer down and pinning him to the bed. They didn’t touch Meph, perhaps not wanting to mess with their summoner, but they did shackle Mikael’s and Callum’s hands behind their backs, immobilizing them in a kneeling position.
Stefan was the one in the worst position. The shadows manhandled him with striking roughness, spreading his arms and legs and leaving him at my mercy. He and Lucifer fit side by side and the view of their trapped bodies was more appealing than I’d have liked to admit.
“This is an interesting development,” Lucifer said, speaking through all of his mouths at the same time. Interestingly, the voice still sounded humanoid, but the tone changed depending on the face. His wings were no longer visible, but their glow lingered around his body.
I knew better than to think my lovers couldn’t have easily freed themselves from my clumsy trap. They stayed that way, though, with Stefan and Lucifer lying down and the others—except Meph—on their knees, waiting.
“Take what you want,” Meph had said. I intended to do just that.
I’d have actually liked to explore the potential of our position a little more, but I’d already waited and played around long enough. I positioned myself above Stefan’s erection and slowly slid down.
In this form, Stefan’s dick was massive, but my body adjusted to it anyway. By now, I was used to regular sex with several men, so I didn’t feel any strain. The feeling of fullness was just as addicting as it had always been, and when I was on top of him, I could take him even deeper, so deep that we’d never be separated.
All of a sudden, I was swamped by the urge to fuck myself hard and fast on his thick cock. Meph came up from behind me before I could do so. “Slowly, pet,” he murmured, his clawed hands landing on my hips. “Careful. We wouldn
’t want you to hurt yourself or the baby.”
I doubted that was possible. My pregnancy had survived me getting decapitated. I wouldn’t lose the baby just because we had some rough sex.
But our relationship wasn’t just about the physical, carnal attraction. As much as I enjoyed the pleasure they gave me, our connection went deeper than that. When Meph spoke to me, it was so easy to surrender to him, to follow his command.
Before I knew it, I was riding Stefan at a slow and steady pace, feeling like I was floating. At one point, Meph began helping me so I wouldn’t have to put any physical effort into it.
“It feels good, doesn’t it, pet?” he whispered in my ear. “Do you want his knot?”
“Yes,” I croaked out. “God, yes.”
“I keep telling you, love, there’s no God here, not anymore,” Lucifer said. “Never again, for you.”
The shadows freed him and he got up, his wings expanding to the point where they almost seemed to cover us all. Never had I been more aware of the huge difference between us. But my heart was light and my soul sang with the rightness of what we shared.
He kissed me with his human lips, and it was the same, but not. I wrapped my arms around him, but from this angle, I ended up brushing my hands against two of his other faces, the lion one and the eagle one.
If I’d been inclined to experience any kind of surprise at the unusual addition, it was quickly swept away when Stefan braced himself against the bed and started to thrust up into me. He moved slowly, careful to not hurt me—but he moved. Between that and Meph’s guidance, it didn’t take me long to reach the brink of climax.
Lucifer broke our kiss and nibbled on my ear, a tender bite that somehow still held enough fire to drive me crazy. “Go on, love,” he said. “Come around his dick. I know you want to.”
I couldn’t have resisted him if I’d tried. I had no idea if he’d spoken right into my mind or if he’d simply used one of his other mouths, but it didn’t matter. My whole body shuddered as I followed his command and fell over the edge.