Chapter 49 Chapter 49
The kitchen pulsed with tension, my pussy throbbing like a live wire in my yoga pants, juices slicking my thighs as Levi's words sank in. My clit ached, swollen and begging for friction, visions of chaining both demons to the table and riding their faces until truths dripped from their tongues flooding my mind. Apollo's scent—musky pre-cum and restrained demon heat—wafted stronger, making my asshole clench, memories of drilling him raw flashing hot. I gripped the table edge, nails biting wood, fighting the urge to pounce on Apollo right here in the kitchen, non-con binding Levi's thick cock while Apollo licked my dripping folds.
Elena shattered the heavy silence first, her voice shaky but edged with that bold curiosity, cheeks still flushed, nipples poking hard through her shirt like she was seconds from fingering herself right there.
“Both those options are fucking awful,” Elena said, eyes wide, darting between Levi and Apollo. “Endless torment or getting ripped apart by new soulmates? What the hell did you decide? And why? Spill it—I need to know how you picked that shit.” Her thighs squeezed together visibly, breath hitching, as if the demonic drama had her cunt soaking, mirroring my own slick heat.
My gaze locked on Levi, my dominance surging, pussy lips parting wetly with each pulse of jealousy-fueled rage. I imagined grabbing his jaw, forcing his mouth open to suck my fingers clean of my arousal while he confessed, Apollo watching bound and leaking. The air thickened, bacon grease mixing with the sharp tang of my own dripping excitement, my tits heavy and sensitive, nipples scraping fabric with every inhale.
Levi leaned back, his massive frame shifting, cock bulge straining his jeans like it craved her whip's kiss. His icy eyes met hers, submissive under the cold surface, voice rumbling low and gravelly, vibrating straight to her core.
“I answered for both of us,” he admitted, jaw tightening. “Apollo was pissed—furious as hell—for a long time. I made the choice without his input, without letting him fight it out. But I refused to endure another ten thousand years of that endless suffering, cocks denied, bonds fraying like torn flesh in an endless gangbang of pain. No way would I be able to last that long without being able to touch the one I loved, without burying deep in his tight ass.”
Apollo whimpered beside me, his body trembling, ruby eyes pleading as his cock jerked visibly, pre-cum soaking through denim. I felt his heat radiating, my hand itching to yank his zipper down, stroke that throbbing dick until he begged for mercy, non-con forcing him to his knees to eat me out while Levi and Elena watched us. My breath quickened, clit pulsing painfully, dark plans swirling: if exile meant sharing, I would dominate those new soulmates too, chaining them for relentless ass-pounding sessions, me at the helm.
Levi continued, voice dropping huskier, his bulge twitching as if the memory stroked him raw.
“I was willing to let him go, to possibly share him for a hundred years—most humans do not even live that long, their lives, cunts and asses worn out before then. Lucifer laid it out: he would find two women meant to be soulmates, bind their souls tight to mine and Apollo's. Fresh bonds, woven from cum and blood, magic pulsing like a fresh fuck.”
Elena's eyes widened, flicking to me in amazement and confusion, her lips parting on a soft gasp, thighs rubbing harder. My mind reeled, jealousy coiling like a fist in my gut, my pussy flooding hotter—two bitches claiming her demon? I would fuck them both, interrupt their bonding, tie them down and ram strap-ons into their holes while Apollo's cock claimed mine instead.
But Levi pressed on before either woman could snap, his tone urgent, cold strength cracking with reluctant vulnerability.
“Since Apollo did not have a body back then, he would have to live in her mind—whispering, haunting, building magic from her love until he had enough to reform, flesh knitting from ethereal seed. But Apollo fell hard for you, Adrianna. Swore to protect you as long as you breathed, his soul chaining to yours tighter than any non-con binding. He chose exile, limited time in the living world, over coming back and joining me in hell.”
It hit me like a whip crack to her clit—jealousy aimed at myself, foolish and twisted, my dark desires looping back in a filthy circle. The realization crashed through me, heat blooming from my core, pussy clenching empty and desperate. I had been raging against my own claim, picturing rivals when I was the one who had hooked him, my dominance, the chain that pulled him from hell's depths. Laughter bubbled up, raw and breathless, spilling from my lips as tension shattered like cum-splattered glass.
“Holy fuck,” I gasped, doubling over slightly, tits jiggling, the sound echoing sharp in the kitchen.
Elena stared, confusion melting to a tentative grin, while Apollo's eyes lit with hope, his cock straining harder, scent of fresh pre-cum sharpening.
I wiped tears of absurd mirth from my eyes, my body still humming with arousal, asshole twitching at the thought of punishing Apollo for this secret sooner—with my tongue buried in his hole while he confessed every haunting whisper. Apollo watched me, bulge pulsing, as if ready to teleport me to privacy for a dominance-fueled fuck to seal the truth. But the laughter lingered, easing the knot in my chest, my mind already spinning new ways to own him fully—chains, spells, arrays, and relentless pounding—jealousy flipped to possessive triumph, my pussy aching to mount him right there and ride out the revelations with moans.
Elena's chuckle joined in, shaky but genuine, her hand brushing mine arm, sparking electric want.
“Wait, so you were jealous of... yourself? That is some twisted demon romance shit.” The words hung, laced with heat, as my gaze flicked to Apollo, promising more—deeper confessions extracted through sweat-slicked skin and thrusting hips, my control unbreakable.
“Apparently I was.” I laughed more, “And apparently me and you are also soulmates. No wonder we get along so well.”
“I actually like the idea of us four being soulmates. Will that mean that I get to fuck you sometime and will also let me fuck Apollo?”
“If you two sleep together, can I watch?” Levi asked.