Lucifer Reborn 2

by Dante King

  I pulled out of Christina, my cock dripping with a mixture of mine and her juices, and immediately plunged hilt-deep into Mareth. I didn’t even bother with the whip—my claws were more than enough. They raked her firm flesh as I fucked her, opening wounds that instantly healed.

  My balls slapped against her opening as I fucked her madly, deeply, as hard as I could. Every thrust brought the most exquisite sounds out of Mareth’s throat as the beautiful succubus rode my cock. Sweat covered her bruised tits, and I buried my face between them, licking at her nipples with my tongue as I pumped inside of her.

  When I felt a tickle around my balls, at first, I assumed Mareth was getting frisky with her tail. Then I glanced down and saw Maddie sucking on my balls, applying her tongue to both mine and Mareth’s most sensitive anatomy. Kneeling before me, she sent both of our pleasure levels into the stratosphere.

  “How many times have you cum now?” I growled, gouging deep gashes into Mareth’s back as I pounded her back walls. With her demonic powers so fully activated, there was no need to worry about injuries—they healed as quickly as I made them, leaving just the stinging aftershock of pain behind. “I’ve never felt you so tight before, Mareth! How many times have you lost yourself all over this big prick?”

  “I’ve lost count, Master!” Mareth’s head lolled on her shoulders. “Unnngh, please fill me up! Fuck the way you hurt me feels so good!”

  It felt good for me, too. So good that I could barely hold back, even after pumping a thick load so deep into Christina’s pussy it was probably soaking her ovaries. Mareth’s silky-slick demon pussy was just too good, too snug. Too perfect.

  I looked deep into the eyes of Lucifer’s daughter, ramming so deep into her it would have shattered a normal woman’s hips. Her cheeks flushed as she came again, her tail slapping at my ass as Maddie licked my balls between my legs.

  “Cum for me, Master!” the succubus begged. “Fucking pump me full! I love you so much, Master, I love you more than anyone! I’d do anything for this cock, this cock, this cawwwwk…!”

  As Mareth tipped over the edge into another orgasm, I jumped off right along with her. The world went white as I thrust as deeply into her as I could, a sound like the world ripping in two tearing through my ears as I erupted inside of her tight demon pussy. Thick streaks of white shot against her inner walls, spurred on by Maddie’s naughty little tongue all over my cock and balls.

  Halfway through my orgasm, I pulled out and aimed downward like I wanted to spray on the floor. Instead, ropes of seed sprayed across Maddie’s grinning, angelic face. Hot cream coated the angel’s chin, dripping down all over her bare tits and banging cleavage. As the pleasure ebbed, I just watched in amazement as my load dripped out of Mareth’s overfilled slit, adding more seed to the load dripping all over my angel girlfriend.

  Maddie leaned forward and wrapped her lips around my shaft, sucking me dry as Mareth convulsed on the X-shaped cross. To my surprise, the noise I’d heard as I came wasn’t all in my head: the force of our fucking had ripped a huge crack in the crossbeam. We’d gotten so into it, we’d broken the angel’s bondage gear!

  Making a mental note to send them some as a present later, I leaned back and let Maddie clean me with her mouth. I stroked her long hair as she sucked me slowly, lovingly, her tongue swirling around my still-sensitive member.

  “I love the way you taste,” Maddie whispered as she pulled off me. She planted a kiss on the underside of my crown with a giggle. “Especially when you’ve got Christina and Mareth’s pussies all over you. So hawt…”

  It was. As I came back to myself, I cast my gaze over the debauchery in progress. Both Christina and Mareth lay stoned on their bondage gear, seed dripping from their overfilled slits. All around us, angels whipped and slapped each other, coming to their own private climaxes as they shouted for joy and whipped out the lewd versions of hymns they don’t teach in Bible School.

  I made my way over to a big couch in the corner and plopped down, watching the show. Maddie curled up next to me, idly playing with my half-hard cock as she got me ready for the next round. As Mareth and Christina gradually came back to themselves and made their way over with me, I thought of them. And a lot of other things.

  Like how I’d just come inside all of them with no protection, and at least one of my harem members was hoping I’d knock them up.

  How, even as I juggled three beautiful women, I knew in my heart of hearts I wanted more.

  What Lilith would look like in that frat party, spreading her ass cheeks to give me anal on the couch until the rest of my harem could show up. Or Eiko kneeling before me, sliding my cock between her tits and using three different women’s juices to lube it up. Even Raquelle, who’d be on her knees begging for forgiveness for trying to trick me, making it up to me with her eager little mouth.

  I’d taught the angels a few new tricks. But I wasn’t even close to done.

  As my harem collapsed in a heap on the couch, watching the show, I tried to picture the entire room full of women worshipping me. Would that be enough of a harem for the heir of Lucifer, or would I need even more?

  I’ll have to get to that point first, I thought with a smile. Then we’ll see.

  “It’s going to be a great semester,” Maddie said with a smile as she stroked me back to full hardness.

  I gathered her long hair around my fingers, pulling it into a rough ponytail so she could go down on me. “Damn right,” I grunted, guiding her lips down on to my cock.

  I was going to make it a semester no one would ever forget.

  Chapter 19

  Epilogue

  Millions of enraged Fae surrounded me, blood dripping from their jaws. Each of them held a golden whip in their hands, studded with glass pentagrams designed to rend flesh and deal as much damage as humanly possible.

  I’d been abandoned. The portal back to the Infernal Academy slammed shut in my face. Betrayed.

  No help was coming, I realized as I spread my wings and pulled out my flaming sword. If I wanted to fight my way out of here, I’d have to do it over the bodies of the entire Fae Army—

  The flames around the sword died out. The elves closed in, madness stretching their mouths into too-wide grins…

  I snapped awake, covered in sweat and tangled up in blankets. The padded headboard of my new king-sized bed swam in my vision. A dream. It was just a dream. I was Luke, and I’d escaped the Fae Realm, and I was back in my subspace where it was safe. Where I was King.

  Fuck, that was intense, I thought, guilt flickering in the back of my vision. It didn’t take an interpreter to guess where dreams about being abandoned in the Fae Realm might have come from. I’d tried to save Holofernes, but in the end, Judyth had outranked me.

  Something moved next to me, and I tensed. Then relaxed as I remembered where I was. So I’m not just tangled up in BLANKETS, I guess…

  Good thing I’d invested in such a big bed. Maddie lay curled up next to me. The covers lay in a messy heap around her midsection, her hair a wild mess around her as she snoozed gently across the pillow. I watched her shoulders rise and fall for long moments before checking out the rest of the bed—even in that kind of company, she was something special.

  Christina and Mareth lay on my other side, tangled in each other’s limbs.

  My cell phone lay next to the bed—at least I’d remembered to plug it in. A quick check showed me I was up a half-hour before my alarm would’ve woken me, so I spent a few minutes scrolling through my messages. My eyebrows shot to my hairline as I scanned some of the pictures my girls had added to the group chat over last night’s partying.

  Well, that’s a new one, I thought, turning the phone sideways. Wings really open up some crazy new sexual positions, huh?

  Maybe I could piece the night together later. For now, it was enough to know I’d had fun. I scooted down the bed, being careful not to wake any of the women snoozing in a heap.

  The shower felt amazing after last night’s debauchery. I whis
tled a jaunty tune as I cleaned up, expecting any moment for the shower door to swing open and Maddie or Christina or Mareth to slip in and join me. No one did: they were all down for the count.

  I must have given it to all of them good, I thought, grinning into the shaving mirror hanging from the showerhead. Of course, I’m sure they had a little help from each other…

  The living room was just as much a mess as the bedroom had been. Whatever afterparty we’d thrown in my subspace, it had been one hell of a rager. The furniture lay in splinters, with deep gashes in the walls and counters like every girl’s horns had gone through them at least once last night. With a wave of the hand and a small trickle of energy, the place snapped back to its pristine form.

  At the door, I took a final look into the bedroom. My girls lay tangled up in the king-sized bed, probably dreaming about all the fun they’d have in the future.

  They look so cute together, I thought, grinning from ear to ear. God, I’m the luckiest son of a bitch in the world.

  At this time of the morning, the dormitories felt almost abandoned. Most demons were of the ‘wake up five minutes before class and show up on the dot’ variety—the kind of extra effort I’d always had to use at my customer service jobs and when running my own business simply wasn’t a thing at the Infernal Academy. Even the student green, normally bustling with cute young demonesses, was empty save for a single student trying her best to fluff down her wings.

  Raquelle stood near the entrance, a worried expression on her face. I threw a hand in the air as I approached, smiling from ear to ear. “Hey there!”

  No one could say I didn’t take my responsibility as her shadow seriously. I’d woken up early, gotten dressed, even turned down the opportunity to stick my morning wood into one of my gorgeous demon babes. I’d even wondered why I put so much effort into this. I mean, Raquelle would probably want to hop into bed with me, like most girls. But why jump through hoops?

  Because it’s not about that, I told myself as I crossed the green. Something told me Raquelle and Maddie were going to be the first of many ‘transfer students’ to straddle the gap between the Infernal and Celestial Academies. With the Fae a constant threat, both sides would have to cooperate a lot more in the future. The floodgates might be open soon. Hell, come the Day of Judgement there might not be any demons and angels left who wanted to fight each other. Not if they all partied together.

  “I can’t believe I’m really here,” Raquelle said flatly as I approached. Unlike Maddie, she didn’t look thrilled in the slightest to be standing in the Infernal Academy. “I’m a student here. I’m really going to do this.”

  “You’ll be fine,” I assured her, putting an arm around her shoulder. “There’s nothing to worry about. It’s only Hell!”

  I meant it as a joke, but all the color drained out of her face. “Angels spend their entire existence trying to resist the temptations of Hell,” Raquelle said, shaking her long red locks.

  I shrugged. “And how’d that work out for you?”

  To that, she had no reply.

  I cleared my throat, taking a different tack. “Let me ask you something,” I said, glancing with a conspiratorial air around the green. “It’s just you and me here right now, and there’s no one else around. So you can be totally honest with me, okay?”

  Raquelle’s eyes narrowed. She clearly suspected a trap. “I don’t want to sleep with you,” she whispered. “If that’s what you mean.”

  I laughed loud and long. If only she knew just how many naked girls had watched me fuck my harem last night, only wishing they could join!

  “It’s really not,” I said with a smile. “You rigged Solomon’s Judgement for a while. Fooled everyone at the Celestial Academy—even Headmistress Judyth. That was a hell of a grift you were pulling over the angel’s eyes.”

  Raquelle’s eyes focused on a point between her feet. “Don’t remind me.”

  I’d heard enough of that kind of talk from her. I took her by the chin and titled her face upward, savoring her look of shock.

  “I want to remind you,” I said, still grinning. “Be honest. You liked it, didn’t you? Knowing that you’d gotten one over on all those assholes?”

  Something changed in her face. “They’re such… such sticks in the mud,” Raquelle said, the corner of her mouth curling in a snarl. “They deserved to get fooled! I should have been praised for that stunt, not gotten in trouble for it!”

  “You would’ve been praised for it down here,” I said, pulling her closer. “That’s just the thing. We don’t punish that kind of initiative down in the Infernal Realm, Raquelle. Here, your gifts for malice and wickedness will be given the room they need to flourish!”

  For a moment, she looked fierce—almost eager. Then her face fell. “But I’m an angel.”

  I shrugged. “So? I’m a demon, and I still made that manticore bow to me. And Maddie’s pretty fucking wild for an angel. I don’t think you have to be anything, Raquelle. The Infernal Academy is all about freedom. You’re going to learn that.”

  A smirk rose to Raquelle’s features. “Like the freedom to have a relationship with multiple women?”

  “Like that,” I agreed with a nod. “And lots of other kinds, too. Trust me, you’re going to do great here. Would I lie to you?”

  She stared at me. “Absolutely.”

  “Good girl,” I said, giving her a playful punch on the cheek. “That’s the spirit!”

  Maybe the Day of Judgement isn’t about angels and demons being at each other’s throats at all, I thought suddenly. A new possibility occurred to me—what if they prophecy was actually talking about the Fae?

  Which would mean my purpose, as the heir of Lucifer, would be to take control of both sides not to destroy Heaven in Hell’s favor, but to unite them against a third foe. Safeguarding the balance by bringing angels and demons together under a common banner: my banner. My harem. My army.

  It made me wish I could talk to Lucifer himself. Unfortunately, the old man was nowhere to be found—and had been for some time. Cooking up something nasty, no doubt. If there was anything I knew about the Prince of Darkness for sure, it was that he had plans inside of plans inside of plans. Inside of strategies and schemes and propositions, too.

  Either way, I had far too much to focus on for the moment. The course load of two schools lay before me, along with wild frat parties, keeping my harem happy, and making sure my group grew into the biggest bunch of badasses around.

  Oh, and I maybe had to save the world on top of everything else. All in a day’s work, right?

  Raquelle let her arm slip around me as we made our way to her first class. The gesture felt just casual enough to be brushed off later, while still being open enough to get called flirting if it led to something more. I liked it. More. I loved it. You are an evil little minx, aren’t you? I thought, grinning at her. Suddenly, I didn’t even feel like I needed my morning coffee.

  Then I looked upward. The admissions office towered over the front of the Infernal Academy, and in its tallest window, two figures stared down at Raquelle and me.

  Judyth and Lilith, together. Watching me with identical looks of arousal and suspicion.

  “One sec,” I said, turning back from Rachelle.

  I waved at the pair as I made my way across the green. Both sides of the fence might have big plans for me, but as always? I was going to do exactly what I wanted. And if saving all of existence meant becoming the most powerful demon in the universe and running a harem of equally ass-kicking babes? Then that’s exactly what I would do.

  And let Heaven or Hell try and stop me.

  End of Book 2

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