by Maya Nicole
He snorted. "Oh, I get off, but it's nice to just... play. Like I've always wanted to." He slid his hand into my panties and cupped me. "I like to go at my own pace."
He began lightly circling his finger over my folds, and I whimpered. "You like to tease."
"Maybe." His finger dipped into my wetness and then trailed lightly over my sensitive skin. "I feel how wet you're getting for me. Your pussy can't wait until something is inside of her."
I wiggled against him and he pulled his hand away, clucking his tongue. I covered my face. "Please."
"Oh, I'm just getting started, Peanut. When I'm done with you, you'll be wet enough to fit three cocks inside this pussy of yours." He pushed a finger in me, thrust it in and out a few times and then slowly moved it up to my clit. "Do you think you can handle three? I think you can."
"Nico, I swear to fucking-" I pushed back into the hay as he pinched my clit. "As your queen, I-"
His wet finger silenced me, the scent of my arousal filling the air. He made a tsking noise. "That shit don't work on me." He ran his finger over my bottom lip. "They might let you boss them around, but from now on, I'm the boss in the bedroom."
He moved his hand back to my panties and I licked my lips. He moaned and shoved two fingers in me.
I chased after his fingers as he pulled them out and covered my face with my hands. "I hate you."
"You love me." His finger went back to casually outlining my lips, and I wanted to scream. "Do you want me to tell you how this is going to go?" I shook my head, because fuck, he was killing me. "I think we'll stay just like this until you're squirming, and my hand and your panties are soaked." His finger dipped into me again. "Then I'm going to rip your shirt off and lay you on it so this hay doesn't scratch you."
"Fuck." He gently ran his finger over my clit. "I'm going to come."
"No, you aren't. I won't allow it." He laughed. "Your pussy is flowing like a waterfall though. I think it's time to move on to stage two."
I gasped as he gripped my shirt in his fists, his knuckles practically touching right in the center of my chest, and in one quick movement, he had it ripped down the center. I sat up as he spread my destroyed shirt on the hay.
"Scoot." He laughed as I quickly moved over and lay back down. "Now, where were we?"
His eyes were locked on my breasts. I hadn't worn a bra, so they were exposed and the nipples were already peaked in anticipation.
I trembled as he grabbed a piece of hay and made it move in between his fingers. "What are you going to do with that?"
He dragged it along his beard and then tapped the end against his lip. "It's just the right amount of tickle. Barely any, but also has a little bite to it." He poked his lip, and a shit-eating grin spread across his face. "Whatever could I do with it?"
I gasped as he poked my stomach and then lay on his side next to me. He ran it around my belly button and along the top of my panties, and then trailed it up my stomach to my breast.
I made a move to grab the torture device, and he pulled back his arm. "Hands above your head, Peanut." I pursed my lips and he bent his head to nip my nipple. "I said, put your hands above your head."
"Nico, this is too much." I put my hands above my head and he looked around the loft before scooting over and messing with something. He returned with a piece of thick string that had held a bale of hay together. "No. You are not tying my hands."
"You trust me, don't you?" He took my wrists and began looping the string around them. "I think I told you what my safe word was."
"I'm not saying that during sex." I laughed. We had discussed experimentation during sex before and he had told me he had always used the word squirrel.
"Good. I don't want you to say it."
He resumed trailing the hay over my nipple before poking it. I gasped and tried to sit up, but he pushed me back down. "I'm so wet right now."
"Hmm. As wet as I want you to be?" He slid my pants down until they were past my knees, but not completely off yet. "Nope."
I closed my eyes as the sensation of the hay moved up my thigh and ran over my panties. He moved it slow at first, up and down my slit, adding a few more pieces to his assault, and increasing the pace.
"Please." My eyes were starting to tear with the need to alleviate the burning pressure between my legs. "I need more."
I sounded desperate. My thoughts were completely on him and each move he made. He moved onto his knees over me and undid his pants, pushing them down far enough to free his cock.
"Do you see what you do to me?" He stroked his velvety length and ran his thumb over the piercing at the head. "Do you see how he weeps for you?"
I made a noise in my throat and tried not to laugh. "Is he in need of a hug?"
He stroked himself leisurely as if we had all the time in Inferna to tease and pleasure each other. I wished that was the case, and maybe one day, it would be.
He pulled my pants off. "Don't go there, Sammy. Stay here, with me."
He lowered between my legs, moved my panties to the side, and thrust in. I cried out as he filled me and arched up to meet his chest. He quickly discarded his shirt and hooked an arm under my knee, spreading me open wider.
"I'm not sure if you're quite there." He pulled out and moved the tip of his dick across my clit.
"Nico, I swear on my soaps, I will cut you if you don't get your dick back in my pussy." I squirmed, and he laughed.
"There you go, bossing me around again." He thrust into me hard and I gasped. "So bossy."
He didn't hold back as he moved his hips and I moved mine up. I was already on the edge of an orgasm when he found my clit with his fingers and rubbed it quickly between two fingers.
"Nico!" My legs trembled and my vision went blurry as I came around him, squeezing him in my wet heat. "Fuu-" He leaned forward and took my mouth with his, silencing me as my orgasm hit me hard.
He grunted as he moved in me several more times before his warmth filled me and he stilled on top of me, burying his face in my neck.
"Hell serpent on a cracker, that was amazing." I panted as he untied my wrists. "If that's what happens after you go squirrel for a while, I take back what I said earlier about your staying away from the macadamias."
He put his discarded shirt next to me and lay down, pulling me closer. "I watched you with them. Val and Amari. In the bathroom."
"What? How?" I raised an eyebrow.
"There's a tree branch outside the bathroom window." He pushed a clump of hair off my forehead. "I can't say that I wasn't turned on by it."
"Mmm." My eyes closed as he stroked my hair. I was exhausted and so satiated that I drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 10
Samara
The doors to the stables slammed open, and I nearly jumped out of my skin.
"I don't fucking care what else you have going on, Az, you get your ass up there and watch him." I heard another loud slam and then wood cracking. "I don't have time for this. You are never involved. Now is the time you need to be! He's fucking dying and you're the angel of death!"
My eyes widened, and I shoved at Nico's chest. He groaned and then loosened his arms from around me and rolled onto his back.
"Fine. I'll just call Lucifer then since you're too busy." He laughed. "That's what I thought... Report back to me daily." I heard a slew of curses as I found my pants and headed for the ladder.
"Raph? What's wrong?"
He jumped at the sudden sound of my voice and put his hand over his heart. "Jesus Christ, Samara! You scared the shit out of me." He looked me up and down and then grinned as Nico climbed down out of the loft. "Why am I not surprised the squirrel would make such a romantic gesture as to fuck you in a hayloft?"
Nico pulled his shirt over my head, covering my breasts. I had been perfectly content without a shirt.
I frowned and resisted the urge to smack Raphael. "What the hell happened? Who is Az?"
He stabbed his fingers through his hair and started pacing. "Azrael, the archan
gel of death. He and I don't get along well because, as he likes to say, I give him more work because of my shortcomings as a healer."
"And?" Nico was next to me now and glared at Raphael. "No reason to be a dick, mate."
"We aren't Australian; I'm not your mate." He glared right back at Nico and then turned his attention back to me. "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, the Creator is dying. He wouldn't admit it at first, but then I grabbed him by the throat and shoved him against the window. That got his attention."
My eyes widened. From what Raphael had shared, he hadn't even really seen the guy and never in all his years got close enough to touch him.
"I can't heal him, so here I am. He says he has no offspring and that he had planned on discussing the matter with us soon." He laughed, but it was strangled-sounding. "That's doubtful. You know, lately there has been an awful lot of bad shit going down on Earth. This makes sense."
"So this angel of death is going to do what exactly? Didn't you say whoever takes the magic can make it theirs? The angel of death will have all of it?" Nico scratched his beard. "Sounds tragic."
"We'll hold a council meeting with all the archangels. Everyone else is currently occupied and Lucifer is too much of a question mark. The two newest archangels would probably use the magic to become TikTok famous." Now that I was closer to him, his anxiety was high.
"If you need to go back to Earth, I'll understand." I put my hand on his arm and squeezed. "Don't feel obligated to stay here because of me."
"Peanut, I think-" Nico's words cut off as Raphael put his hands on my cheeks and took my lips with his.
I wasn't sure if Nico just stopped talking, or if the electrical charge I was feeling caused me to tune him out. I collapsed against Raphael and he urged my lips open with his tongue.
I swirled my tongue around his. I couldn't breathe, see, or hear anything except him and the sounds of his mouth against mine.
He backed me into a stall door and the metal rattled as he lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. His mouth moved along my jaw to my neck, and I wrapped my arms around him as his hand began working under my shirt.
"I fucking love you." He laughed into my neck. "I love you." He lifted his head and tilted it back. "I love you!" His shout echoed in the space.
The horse in the stall we were against whinnied and walked over to investigate the sudden yelling.
"The villagers are starting to arrive." Amari stood in the doorway and looked between us. "Is this a party I wasn't invited to? I'm hurt."
Raphael put me down and I adjusted my shirt. "You'll be invited to the next one." I winked as I started to walk past him and he stopped me and leaned in for a kiss.
These men were going to kill me.
After quickly changing into something more fitting of a wanna-be queen, I entered the ballroom, which was also the throne room of the castle. There were about twenty demons standing in clusters several feet back from the dais where Val was already seated.
He stood and met me halfway, taking my arm and leading me to my throne. I never thought I'd be able to call it mine. Except now that I was older and a smidge wiser, I wasn't keen on having it. Mainly because it came with too much baggage and drama.
Kage, Amari, Nico, and Raphael stood behind the thrones. We were a united front if things went south. Not to mention our guards were spread around the perimeter of the room.
"I'm aware there have been a lot of changes lately. Including the unfortunate demise of the past council." I cleared my throat as everyone looked at Val. They turned their attention back to me after eyeing him. "It was necessary given their inability to protect the demons of Inferna and their ploy to have me imprisoned and eventually killed."
The surprise on their faces told me they hadn't known that small detail. I stood and paced in front of the thrones before turning to face them again.
"Inferna hasn't been right for a long time. It has always been about who was the most powerful demon in each village, but what about the heart and soul of the village? The people that make the village run?"
"What exactly are you suggesting?" One of the men crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes.
"There hasn't been a true monarch in centuries. Lilith ended any semblance of that. The council did nothing to protect us from her, just as they wanted to do nothing to protect us from the newest threat; my brother and his growing army." I sat back down. "I suggest each village votes for a representative and the council expands to represent all villages and groups of demons greater than twenty."
They all started talking at once, and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Val stood, and they immediately went silent. "It's either going to be this way or Queen Samara and I will rule without a council. You are the most influential in your respective villages. I would hope that you embrace this decision."
"And if we refuse?"
Val rubbed a finger across his bottom lip. "You can refuse if you wish, but once your people hear of this plan, they will want to move forward with it."
Conversations started again, and I stood, moving next to Val. "That's enough. If you've treated your people well, I see no reason why they wouldn't choose you as their representative. Before we can even worry about putting together a council, we need to worry about our lives."
After much back and forth, most realized there was an imminent threat, especially since we had witnesses from the shifter village. They agreed to send as many soldiers as possible. Whether they accepted my plans for Inferna was still a big fat question mark.
I laced my boots and looked around the room as my men dressed in the same dark clothing as me. They had tried to convince me to stay at the castle, but they were fools if they thought I was going to hide.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Nico put his hand on my shoulder as I straightened and stood. "There are plenty of men and women going."
"If I'm asking those soldiers to risk their lives, I should be risking mine too." I crossed the room and looked out the curtains. "There are at least five hundred. I half expected no one to come through."
"You did an amazing job the other day. Why would they not come through? They also probably thought Val was about to eat them for lunch." Raphael strapped his sword around his waist and rubbed his hands together. "It's show time."
We made our way to the back of the castle and out into the open area behind it. Inferna hadn't seen a fight this large in a long time and the energy was palpable.
"I found this." Kage ran after us, along with a few servants. "In the weapon and gear storage."
The servants carried two sets of armor; the royal armor. I had only seen it once when my mother showed it to me. It was black as the sky used to be and had our family crest, a circle with a crescent and weaving filling it. The crescent symbolized our family name, Luna, and the weaving represented our dream demon lineage.
"Thank you." I took it from the servant and handed it to Nico to help me put it on. "Val should use the other."
"Bruja, I don't need extra protection," he grumbled as Amari tried to help him put it on.
"That's what she said," Raphael muttered, adjusting his gold and silver-plated armor. I had no clue where it came from, but he must have gone back to Earth to get it.
"I don't need it in my squirrel state. You should wear it. You are the king." I looked at Nico with raised eyebrows. "You're much weaker than the rest of us."
I laughed.
Kage handed over Picard as we walked toward our horses that were ready and waiting. We had decided that Kage would stay behind and he hadn't protested.
I turned back to him and pulled him into a hug. "I love you."
"Don't do anything stupid." He moved a stray lock of hair from my eyes that had escaped my braid. "I love you."
Buttercup whinnied as I approached him, his eyes on Picard. The horse looked badass with his head plate with spikes on it. He stomped his front hooves a few times as I got closer. He knew we were headed for battle.
/> I mounted him and took his reins in my hands. "Picard, I know you can't talk to me, but I think you'll fly off if you stay there."
"I've got just the thing." My eyes widened as his voice filled my head. "Put this across your body."
He pulled what looked like a necklace from the tiny bag he was carrying. I slid it over my head and across my body. He slid down it like a rope and secured himself in a harness.
"Clever."
"I can't understand him." Kage frowned and backed away as everyone readied to leave.
"Tell him it's just temporary." Picard put his hand to his mouth and blew Kage a kiss.
I was sore and tired from riding all day. It would take us almost two days to get to Taylor's location. Flying with Raphael or by hell serpent was much faster, but would be useless.
Eagle shifters had scouted them and they estimated similar numbers to our own, a mix of vacants and demons.
What happened to my brother?
I lifted the metal breast plate over my head and peeled my sweaty shirt off after it. A bath would have been ideal, but instead I would have to settle for a sponge bath.
Raphael lifted the flap of the tent and walked in just as I removed my bra, causing me to squeal and cover my breasts.
"Oh, please don't cover up that gorgeous chest of yours." He looked behind him and dropped the flap. "No one saw, but even if they did, you have gorgeous tits."
I grabbed the cloth out of the bowl of water. I began cleaning the grossest parts and felt Raphael's eyes burning into my back.
"Can I help you with something?" He plopped down on my bedroll and watched me clean under my breasts.
"You're really going to watch me wipe my sweaty ass?"
"Yup." He pulled a flask out of his pocket and took a drink, smacking his lips. He held it out to me. "Drink up."
"I don't know if we should really be drinking." I undid my belt and dropped my pants, stepping out of them and leaving them where they were. That would make them easier to put on when we continued.