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Her back landed in those silky sheets, caressing her feverish skin. Feeling that mild breeze still coming from those wide-open french doors. She looked up at Nicholas, for the millionth time finding herself mesmerized by his otherworldly beauty. His flawless skin. Those captivating blood-red eyes of his. His luscious raven hair, with those few strands that always tickled his forehead. His sensual mouth. Those lush red roses covering the sides of his neck, his shoulders, his arms. She looked lower down his body, admiring his sculptured form. The outline of his muscles. All those bulging veins visible in various parts of his body. His arms. His lower abdomen. His...
She thickly swallowed, her gaze returning to his. Noticing that look into his eyes. The way that he peered down at her, as if she were the most beautiful girl that he'd ever seen. It made her blush, and even squirm a little. Feeling that need to hide away, maybe even bury her face into a pillow again and squeal. Her breath hitched into her throat as she watched him lower himself closer, offering her one last lust-filled look before his lips met hers. Kissing her slowly. She wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, her knees spreading further apart as she felt him settle there. So close to her aching core. She wanted it so much. She wanted him to make love to her again, even though her kitty still felt a little sore. She wanted to feel him there again. Close to her. Connected at such an intimate level. She wanted to come apart underneath him, over and over again. Have him hold her, and kiss her. Never let her go again. Soothe her fear.
He gently nudged at her slick opening, only teasing her a little before he finally entered her, slow and careful. She moaned out, long and loud. Her body shuddering from the pleasure of feeling him there again. Filling her so deliciously. He swallowed her moans, continuing to kiss her as he thrust into her. Slow. Deep. Making her cry out over and over again, those erotic sounds of her getting pleasured by him reverberating off the walls, even reaching into the garden below, where a certain god still idled by.



Screams. There were so many screams and moans that could be heard from a distance, each of them sounding more pained than the other. Loud. Wailing. Despondent.
It grated on Niraxis' hearing. Disturbing her from that dreamless slumber. Forcing her to remember where she was. That sickening pain that rendered her immobile. Powerless, and screaming on the inside, louder than all those tortured souls.
Those shackles clinked at her sides as she twitched just a little, her eyelids fluttering open. Her hazy gaze fell on that same dark and empty room, save for those two thrones. Making her realize that she was still there. Pinned against that wretched crucifix. Still bleeding plasma as all those blades and shards remained lodged into her corporeal body. Draining life-force out of her, little by little. She could hear those slow dripping sounds, her laboured breaths. She didn't dare move though, no matter how much her sore muscles requested of it. She definitely knew better, after hours of continuous agony as a result of a simple stretch. Those bastards had really done a number on her after catching her and dragging her here, into the Underworld. She had managed to hold Mephistos off long enough for Nyktos to escape with his mate, that poor young human girl. She could only hope that they had gotten to Olympus safe and unharmed. She couldn't care less about the rest. She had fulfilled her mission. She had kept her promise to Mera. Now she could only pray that the gods would take pity on her and finally grant her passage to Elysium.
But the sounds of those footsteps were unfortunately telling her otherwise. That she was in for yet another session of endless torture. She could only sigh, her will to even try and power through it again so long lost. She would scream and thrash as much as she could. Offering them that spectacular show that they yearned for. She was just tired already. So incredibly tired.
"We have to change tactics. Can't you see that this is not working, Mephistos?" She could hear that backstabbing bitch of a vampire yell with that grating voice of hers, making her inwardly wince. That simmering anger returning within her.
"She hasn't uttered a single fucking word! And it's been more than a week in the mortal world and yet that whiny little cunt still hasn't fallen into your lap like you promised!" She could only gnash her teeth as she listened to those words flowing past that wretched and demon cock-sucking mouth of hers. If only that stubborn little prick had listened to her from the beginning. Guess he was just too deep in this bitch's large cunt to even hear her.
"He refuses to give her up! Something must've happened!" The yapping bitch continued to yell, the sound growing louder and louder as they entered this makeshift throne room that they had shackled her in.
She only shifted her swollen and battered eyes a little, watching them approach one of the thrones together before he started to tear her clothes off. Literally. Oh fuck. Not again.
"Yeah, he fell in love with her because you're such a fucking stupid bitch!" Niraxis watched the tall and horned demon grab Adelaide by the hair, forcing her to kneel as he stroked his monstrously large and black dick with his clawed hand. Forcing her to open her mouth and receive him. Eugh.
She inwardly gagged.
"You couldn't even charm him properly! Such a fucking useless cunt you are, I swear I don't even know why the hell I even agreed to make business with you!" He growled out, forcefully pushing himself into her mouth for a few times before she finally managed to escape, slapping his claws away. She then rose back up to her feet, butt-naked and fuming.
"Hey, don't you dare call me that, you piece of shit!" She screamed back at him, pushing him back into the larger one of those two thrones.
"If it wasn't for me you wouldn't even have his godly grace right now!" She loudly smacked him across the face before jumping on top of him, shoving that monstrous and veiny dick into her pussy. They immediately started to fuck fast and hard, the sounds of their skins slapping and their angry moans reverberating off the walls. It made Niraxis want to drive out one of those knives lodged into her abdomen just so that she could stab herself in the eyes. And ears.
"Which grace, Adelaide?" Mephistos grunted, shoving himself deeper into her with a punishing thrust. Making her cry out from the pain. Niraxis had trouble understanding how the hell could she even be into this, seeing as that cock of his looked way too large to fit a female from the mortal plane. It looked so scary and painful, and she seriously doubted that she could feel any pleasure. Hell, she was bleeding even now!
"Oh, you mean this one?" Her eyes widened just a fraction as she watched him use Nyktos' shadows to plunge them into her. Her mouth. Her ass. Filling her from every angle as he fucked her raw and hard. Unfortunately only managing to fill her like that for so long as the shadows started to dissipate like black smoke.
"I don't know if you've noticed yet, but it has already started to slip away from my claws, Adelaide!" He yelled at her, grabbing her by the hair again as he continued to shove his tar-coloured cock into her milky-white pussy. Making her jump up in his lap and scream from the force. Fucking psychopats.
"That bastard must've completed his mating bond and now his shadows are trying to return to him!" He dug his claws into her hip as snarled those words, drawing blood. Making her scream bloody murder, her hands gripping onto the back of that coal-scupltured throne. Violently convulsing as she came all over him.
"He only needs to drain that bitch and then we'll be left with nothing, Adelaide!! Nothing!" He roared out, spilling into her and making that abnormally large amount of cum leak all over them. Onto his balls, over the throne. Niraxis wanted to retch by now, so sickeningly repulsed by the entire show.
But that disgusted feeling was swiftly replaced by utter shock and horror as soon as she watched Adelaide rip a spike out of that chair with her bare hands before showing it straight into the middle of Mephistos' chest. What the fuck?!?
He roared out again, unfortunately not managing to do anything else as she immediately pushed it deeper, swiftly ending him. All that whilst still impaled by his cock. He only twitched once or twice before his monstrous body gave out, rendering still. Allowing those dark tendrils to slip out of him, only to seek entrance into her mouth and nostrils. Trading one monster for another.
Adelaide slowly inhaled, receving them so eagerly. Arching her back as she started to move on top of Mephistos' still hard cock. Moaning and screaming for a few times more before she let go once again, making an even bigger mess underneath her pussy.
She then rose and let his cock slip out of her, placing her feet back on the ground.
"Fucking useless piece of cock," she scathingly mumbled under her breath, smacking the side of Mephistos' head before turning around to leave. All that under Niraxis' shocked and frozen stare.
"Now I have to do this all by myself," she watched Adelaide approach her as she mumbled those words to herself, totally unbothered by her lack of clothing. Or the fact that there was still so much demon cum dripping out of her pussy. Leaking all over the floor.
"Come on, doll," Adelaide smirked upon raising her gaze to peer at her. Making her inwardly shiver with revulsion and fear. Fear of the sick monster that she was turning out to be.
"Looks like I will still need your services for a little while longer," she tilted her head to the side, her dark and long hair seeming to blend in with those shadows that started to slither out of her. Nyktos' shadows. Her large blue eyes regarding her so viciously as one by one, those shadows shifted into hands and started to pluck those shards and knives out of her tortured body. Making her scream, over and over again until her corporeal body finally gave out, sending her back into a dreamless slumber.



Diana's throat hurt from all that screaming, feeling so dry and scratchy. But she just couldn't stop as Nicholas slipped into her from behind, holding her pinned against the matress. One knee bent at her side as he held her by the thigh, filling her so sensually. So erotically slow, allowing her to feel everything. Every ridge and dip. Every pulsing vein into his hard member. The softness of his skin rubbing against her slick walls. Pushing into her so deep, caressing that special spot before pulling right back out. Making her grip onto those sheets, her breaths so laboured and loud. Moaning, again and again, her core drenching him and the sheets beneath them. Trickling with wet heat after every thrust, and shaking from the pleasure. Hearing his equally laboured breaths, in sync with hers. His grunts and groans. The feel of his warm skin against hers. His breath on her shoulder. His fingers digging into her.
And then he was thrusting a little faster, calling out her name as he emptied himself into her at the same time as she let go with a scream, clenching around him. Making him groan out so delightfully, shuddering from the mind-numbing pleasure. Prolonging that wave of pure bliss that washed over her. Making her mewl and squeal as she came and came, until there was no drop of cum left into her. Leaving her spent and sated. Completely exhausted.
He then let his body fall onto the mattress right next to hers, grabbing her by the waist before pulling her body close to his. Wrapping his arms around her as he held her from behind. Letting her cool down and unwind. Relax.
She blew out a loud and long sigh, eyelids fluttering closed. Revelling into the feel of him around her. His soothing warmth. His closeness. She could stay like this forever. Nestled in between his arms, enjoying the feel of his kisses in her hair. Her shoulder.
Unfortunately, there was a nagging feeling into her stomach. Pestering her. Reminding her that she still hadn't had anything to eat. And she was starting to feel so incredibly hungry, after all those calories that she'd already burned since waking up. Three times. She could feel her cheeks heating up a little, lightly smiling to herself.
Right on cue, her stomach rumbled. Making her feel so embarrassed. Nicholas lightly chuckled from behind her, placing another soft kiss on her shoulder. "Looks like I've kept you pinned to this bed for long enough,"
"We need to put something into your belly before you decide to faint on me again," he joked, referring to that time in their early days when she'd fainted into his arms after a full day of working without any food into her belly.
She smiled a little at the memory, her brows though drawing together as soon as the image of that translucent silhouette standing behind his back came back to her as well. Making her remember once again all about that ghost that had visited her back at the manor. Those words that she'd uttered to her.
The soulmate bond is sacred... those words suddenly rung into her ears out of nowhere, causing her to wonder why they sounded so familiar... she couldn't even remember where she'd heard them or how. All she knew was that she did. And it stirred something into her. Making her feel so... she didn't even know how to describe it.
And before she even knew what she was doing she had already climbed out of the bed and gotten up to her feet, facing him.
Nicholas stared back at her, brows knitted together as he watched her move. Wondering what was going on through her mind. Until his gaze casually fell on the inside of her thigh, his eyes growing wide at the sight of what was there, on her skin.