270. Emily - The Piercing Ceremony 3

270. Emily - The Piercing Ceremony 3
Yan is last. 
When we talked about the piercing ceremony and what part of my body each one of them will pierce, I told them that I want one in my tongue so I can drive them even crazier when I suck them. 
I take a deep breath before I stick my tongue out. I’m a bit nervous about this one, but I trust Yan to know what he’s doing. There are special classes within the Blood Lodge that allow the Lords to learn how to pierce their Ladies. 
“Are you alright?” Yan asks when he’s almost done. 
I nod. Thanks to the incense, there’s barely any pain. 
“Good.” A minute later, he says, “Done.” 
We finally get to the part of the ceremony that I know I’ll the most–the one where I am fuck, fuck, and fucked so more. 
Rin climbs onto the altar with me, his body covering mine. Huge, bat-like wings unfurl from his back as he shifts, his body morphing into that of his demon.
“So beautiful,” he snarls, as he enters me. 
He’s big. So impossible big. 
It hurts in the best possible way.
“Fuck me,” I beg. “Please fuck me hard.” 
His fingers wrap around my neck as a sinister smile appears on his lips. He pulls back, then slams back into me, making me moan loudly. 
“Harder,” I demand as I grab his horns. “Don’t hold back, not even for a second.” 
And he doesn’t. He fucks me harder than I’ve been fucked before. Orgasm after orgasm washes over me, making me lose grip on sanity.
His lips find mine, and he kisses me just as hard as he fucks me.  
“Mine!” he snarls as he rams into me, fucking me like the entire existence of the Universe depends on it.
Slowly, his red eyes change colors–the right one turns blue, while the left one green. 
I’m a sobbing mess when he’s done with me and fills my pussy with cum. 
His body slowly turns back to its original form. 
“You did so well,” he says before pressing a kiss to my temple. Then he gets down from the altar. 
Steve’s demon comes forth as he settles between my legs. He’s slightly smaller than Rin’s demon, but his cock–God–it feels like he’s splitting me in two as he presses inside my ass.
He spits on his dick, then snarls, “Let me in.” 
I relax just enough for him to force his way in. The stretch is brutal, overwhelming, but exactly what I need, what I want. I don’t need to beg him to fuck me hard—he already knows. He knows every filthy need I can’t put into words, and he delivers without mercy.
He fucks me like I deserve it. He fucks me like I’m nothing but his personal slut. He fucks me like he both hates me and loves me, every thrust a contradiction I can’t escape. My body arches to meet him, greedy, shameless, taking everything he gives me until I’m shaking apart. I cum over and over, losing track of how many times releases rip through me.
“You are perfect,” he says after he finishes. 
Before I can catch my breath, Mads’s demon takes Steve’s place. He drags me onto his lap, forcing me to straddle him. His hands grip my hips tight as he spears into me, forcing me to ride him hard, bouncing me up and down his thick cock. My body takes him deeper and deeper. My nails dig into his shoulders as he pounds up to meet me, our bodies clashing in a rhythm that leaves me gasping, undone.
A powerful orgasm crashes through me, ripping the breath from my lungs and leaving me trembling as I collapse against his chest.
His palms grip my ass, spreading me wide, and then he growls, “Fuck her with me, brother.”
I don’t need to look over my shoulder to know who he’s talking to—Cirro.
Seconds later, Cirro is balls deep inside my ass. And they start fucking me. They move together, fucking me in perfect rhythm. 
They fuck me so hard, I’m certain I’ll die of pleasure. When I think I can’t take more, they force my body to come even more. 
They take their time with me, I cum again and again—far more times than I ever thought possible.
Yan is the last to claim me. 
White wings spring from his back, and those vivid purple eyes drink me in as the most beautiful being I’ve ever seen appears before me.
His angel settles between my legs, and I reach up to brush my fingers along his cheek.
“You are so beautiful,” I whisper. “There are no words to describe how perfect you are.”
A soft smile curves his lips. “You are the perfect one, Firefly,” he murmurs as he enters me.
He doesn’t rush. His every movement is sweet and gentle, giving me exactly what I need right now. And though I’ve already been undone so many times, I still come for Yan’s angel—again and again.
Yan’s demon follows after the angel. He’s equally gentle. My arms circle his neck as he makes me feel pure pleasure. Somehow, my body has the energy for several more orgasms. 
“I love you,” the demon tells me when he finishes. 
I never thought he felt that way about me, and the words catch me off guard. Still, the answer comes easily. “I love you too.”
Red eyes give way to brown ones, as demon, angel, and human become one in everything. 
The last thing I hear before my eyes close because of pure exhaustion is, “I can’t wait for her to put her new piercing to work.”



After relaxing for a couple of hours and getting rid of anxiety and stress, I was able to write this scene - I do have anxiety, and when it hits me, writing is hard.
Anyway, I can now say that Trapped is done.
Now Loved - I really forgot to remember that this is Anne's book - Alekos' cousin. There will be a lot of smut in this book - yay!
I have a new blurb for this book, that I think makes so much more sense.

My sister drowned when we were children. It was my fault, and my father made sure I never forgot.
When he catches me speaking to a man I met while volunteering at the animal shelter, he does the unthinkable—he forces me into a marriage with someone who only wants one thing: children.
On the day of my wedding, the men who once held my heart return. Not because they love me, but because they are determined to destroy me for letting my sister drown.
Dimitri, Dominick, Ivan, and Uri—the ones I once thought were my knights in shining armor are my worst enemies. They want to break me, to shatter what’s left of me. What they don’t realize is that I’ve been living in a nightmare ever since that cursed day, broken into pieces scattered by the wind.
Will they ever see past my mistakes and love me? Or is their hate so deep, so consuming, that it blinds them forever?

As a warning - Anne's story is a hard one, for many reasons. This woman has suffered so much. I don't want to give away anything, but my heart breaks for her.

I hope to see everyone on the next book of the Lords series - there is still so much stuff to reveal! Like the rest of the horsemen and what happened to Gavael :)
Thank you for reading this story and for all your lovely comments! They mean the world to me!

I love all of you!