Authors: Zoey Marcel
“Going
somewhere?”
The
trio turned to see several guards and the male who attacked Sonya earlier. Her
heart pounded inside of her. The gate was so close, yet too far and guarded.
“I
was. Is that an issue?” Nimbus barked.
“It
is. We have strict orders to kill her. I believe you are proving yourself to be
an obstacle.”
“She
is my property and not yours to touch.” Nimbus stood in front of her. He was so
tall and strong she couldn't help but feel protected despite the fact that they
were currently outnumbered.
“Unless
you are suggesting a mutiny against the evil one, you have no authority to
protect a condemned human.”
“She
is not dead, therefore has no place here,” Nimbus said.
“Then
why did you bring her here?”
“To
claim her.”
“Then
why haven't you done so?”
“There
is no rushing a bond of that magnitude.”
“There
is no dawdling either. If you are not going to screw and bite the bitch then
stand aside so we can kill her like we were commissioned to.”
Sonya
became terrified. She hid behind Nimbus, but a part of her worried for him as
well.
Jude
stepped forward. “Now, Jessing, the reason he is taking his damned sweet time
is because of the unusual nature of his intentions.”
Jessing
looked baffled. “There is nothing unusual about the mating ritual.”
Jude
smiled. “This is about more than uniting true mates together. This is about
progress and war.”
“Come
to the point already.”
“We
are creating an army.”
The
warrior-looking male stared at Jude as though he supposed him to be an
imbecile. “An army of three?”
Jude
snickered at this. “Jolly good fellow, isn't he, Nimbus? No, my good man, we
are creating a powerful bloodline of warriors, the highly controversial theory
of the vampire-demon-human hybrid.”
The
guards groaned their annoyance and Jessing shook his head. “You confounded
undead corpses are always babbling about that blasted theory. Did you learn
nothing from the flood?”
Jude
rolled his eyes. “I think I might singe the ass of the next person who tells me
that in the River Phlegethon. Honestly, Jessing, if someone didn't know you
better they might assume you were afraid.”
Jessing
glared at him. “I am cautious. There is a difference.”
Jude
grinned. “Ah, is that what you call it.”
“Use
a dead human if you are determined to do this. Angels and demons have never
mated before. Remember what happened when that succubus tried to bring an angel
here to make him hers?”
“She
never even got the chance to claim him because he escaped thanks to your
inebriated guards who were slightly hindered in the fight because of it.”
Jessing
glowered at Jude. “There was an earthquake because an angel set foot in this
kingdom. This woman's prayer caused the same reaction and you want to join the
bodies and souls of an angel and two demons?”
“Not
two, just one. Nimbus will claim her; I will merely plant my seed inside of her
with his. You know a female's fertility is her most potent during that ritual.
The odds of her conceiving from that much semen are pretty much guaranteed,”
Jude explained.
Sonya
squirmed. She didn't want to take Jude inside of her body again and she most
definitely did not want to carry his baby. Nimbus on the other hand, would make
a fine father. Their child was bound to be adorable.
Get a hold of yourself, woman! Do you really
want a demon baby?
Her mind rebuked her,
What if he is chubby with little fangs and his father's eyes? Aw. Stop
it!
“I
do not believe you,” Jessing said, eying them suspiciously. “I think your story
is a hoax to cover the fact that this woman has no intention of joining us and
Nimbus is becoming too soft.”
Nimbus
folded his arms, eyes narrowed. “Stop us if you like, but what will our leader
say when he finds out you interfered with our plans to create a powerful army
of immortal hybrids for the battle of Armageddon?”
Jessing
looked panicked for a second before glowering coldly at him. “Fine, claim her
now.”
“She
needs time to be stretched and prepared for the incident. With her body weak
and injured from the flogging earlier, we will have to let her heal and rest
first,” Nimbus made an excuse.
Jessing
studied him for a minute. “Stop protecting her and let me speak with her.”
He
stepped aside, exposing Sonya.
“Come
closer, child. Do not be coy,” Jessing coaxed.
Coy
wasn't the right word. She was clothed and far from shy. The only thing she felt
right now was raw, genuine fear.
“Are
they telling the truth?” His black eyes prodded her like a hot poker, searching
for any signs of falsehood. He had to know that demons would be far more
skilled and convincing at lying than she would be.
“Yes.”
Jessing
scrutinized her. “Do you know what the mating and claiming ceremony entails?”
Sonya
shook her head.
He
smiled. “The most overwhelming pain and pleasure one can ever experience, so
they say. It is worse than being bitten by a vampire or a shape shifter. Think
back. What was the most incredible sexual encounter you ever had?”
She
blushed. “The first time.”
She
felt the weight of Nimbus' gaze on her. She wondered if that would please him
to know that she spoke the truth when she said losing her virginity to him was
the most amazing intimacy she had ever known. Even more so than the euphoria of
the group sex he had introduced her to.
Jessing
chortled. “I wasn't expecting you to answer aloud, but it is good to see a
female so accommodating. Do you recall how good that encounter felt? How
intense it was?”
Her
face burned. “Yes.”
“Now
multiply that by one thousand. He will bite you and drink your blood. Then you
must drink his while you have sex. Have you ever drunk someone's blood before?”
“No.”
She was getting damp. Blood drinking didn't sound appealing, but combustive sex
with Nimbus again made her clit pulse with hunger.
“I
don't suppose he told you that once he comes inside of you in his human form,
then he must finish inside of you in his demonic form.” Jessing smiled at the
way she gaped in alarm, “There have been numerous successes of the ritual
between immortals and a few successful attempts with our kind and humans.
However, there was an incident where a woman did not survive her transformation
from human to demon. She was healthy and strong when this ceremony was
performed. She hadn't just been flogged. There was also an instance of a man
who became delirious afterward and passed away a few days later.”
Her
fright mounted. Neither Nimbus, nor Jude refuted the claim so it must be true.
“You
may have slept with our kind, but the claiming is a world apart from that. It
is dangerous. If there is too much light in you or you are too weak beforehand,
or frightened by the sight of your lover in his true form, then you might not
escape the ceremony with your sanity, or your life.” Jessing smiled darkly at
the helpless look of terror written on her face, “Now, is this something you
agreed to?”
“I
told you it was.”
“Can
you have their baby and start a new race, knowing that you were the mother of a
line that will go into battle against the armies of the one you used to serve?”
Her
heart fell. She would not utter those words; neither would she see Nimbus
harmed when she might have saved him. She chose the safe route. “I like babies.
I shall bear them and it is not on my head what they may or may not choose to
become as adults.”
Jessing
chuckled at this. “I see. Claim her now in the temple.”
“Why
the temple?” Sonya practically shrieked.
Nimbus
closed his eyes with a sigh and Jude shot her a warning glance.
Jessing
faced her with an accusing smile, hoping to trap her in a lie. “Why not the
temple?”
“My...bottom
prefers cushioning beneath it when I...frolic,” she stammered.
Jessing
laughed at this. “Frolic, eh? We can provide you blankets, but if such a
groundbreaking union is to be commenced, should it not be celebrated in a
temple? Or has your heart not turned over to the dark side? Is there a reason
you shouldn't set foot in our shrine?”
She
felt every present pair of eyes bearing down on her. “No.”
“Good.
Then all three of you follow me.”
Chapter Nine
Blood Mate
Sonya
trembled with fright as they ascended the steps of the temple. There were
statues of ghastly beasts on either side of the steps and other such foreboding
statues once inside the temple. She wasn't sure if they were random hideous
idols, or actual replicas of the various demons. Regardless, the sight of them
made her shudder.
The
atmosphere inside the temple felt cold and dark which was likely psychological,
but the presence of evil seemed even stronger in here. It hovered in the air
like the distinct scent of burning incense.
Nimbus
held her hand to comfort her and caressed the top of it with his thumb. The
simple gesture was soothing and united them somehow in this intimidating
moment.
“Please
take me back after this,” she pleaded softly in his ear. She had to tug his arm
down so he bent near her whisper since she was so short standing next to him.
“I
will,” he reassured her with a kiss on top of her head.
A
blanket was spread on the ground. Sonya cringed when she saw the altar a few
feet away. This was too binding and spiritual. If she wasn't condemned before,
she was damned beyond question now.
“You
may commence.” Jessing stood with folded arms.
“I
require privacy,” Nimbus demanded.
Jessing
laughed at this. “A coy incubus – how extraordinary. I shall go, but you need a
witness.”
“A
witness is not mandatory,” Nimbus argued.
“I
think in this case it is,” he countered.
“I
will be the witness,” Jude offered.
Jessing
shook his head. “Not you. You are too close with Nimbus. We need an unbiased
party to view this ritual to make certain you follow through with it. A priest
will suffice.”
Sonya
grew curious. “A priest?”
Jessing
grinned. “Not the kind you are thinking of, I'm sure. I will summon him.”
He
left while the trio undressed. Nimbus turned to Jude quietly. “Thank you for
your quick thinking back there.”
“Think
nothing of it. My motives weren't entirely noble. You know I have my own
agenda.” Jude winked at him.
Nimbus
rolled his eyes with a smirk. “Regardless, I'm grateful. Are you all right,
Sonya?”
She
nodded, body trembling violently. He guided her to the blanket on the floor and
instructed Jude to procure some lubricant. She sighed over the way he caressed
her face and ran his other hand up and down her thighs soothing her. “I'm
scared.”
“I
won't hurt you anymore than I have to. Thank you for saying what you said out
there.”
“Lying?”
“Yes.”
Her
eyes stung. “I was damned either way. At least this way you may go on living.
I'm going to miss you so badly, though.”
He
looked perplexed by her tears. “Why? Where are you going?”
“I
used to think people became vampires when bitten by one, but I heard in
actuality the person dies and a demon inherits the body. I suppose it is the
same if one sustains a bite from an incubus. It won't even be me by your side
forever.”
Jude
snickered as he returned with the lubricant. “Nimbus isn't a vampire. When he
bites you -”
Nimbus
silenced him and massaged the lubricant into the apex of her thighs. “So you
are willing to sacrifice your life and soul so that I may live?”
She
nodded.
“Thank
you.” He looked truly moved by this. His fingers slipped inside her cunnie,
relaxing the muscles and stretching her for whatever was coming while another
finger teased her soft clitoris.
Sonya
whimpered in pleasured agony over the stimulation as tears rolled down her
cheeks. Her orgasm wrung a tormented cry from her throat.
“You
are so beautiful. Give me another one,” he lulled.
“Oh,
not yet, I'm too sensitive.” She moaned as Nimbus pushed her protesting hand
away and Jude pinned her wrist down while Nimbus worked his magic on her clit.
She came a few seconds later, soaking the blanket beneath her.
“I'm
going to put my fist inside of you,” he told her.
Her
eyes widened. “Couldn't you save that for my demon successor?”
Nimbus
grinned. “I want to stretch you for the dual penetration and the part when I
turn. Relax.”
Sonya
took a deep breath and exhaled as she felt herself giving her body over
completely to his will. Three fingers suddenly didn't seem like such a burden
and she was able to tolerate the fourth a little easier. Her pussy was drenched
with her release which helped considerably. He took his time about preparing
her and she watched him tuck his thumb under his palm.
“I
will go slowly.” He shaped his hand like a duckbill and eased it in ever so
slowly. His hand felt big and uncomfortable, but somehow it worked. “How does
it feel?”
She
tried not to tense or squeeze her pelvic muscles as sweat trickled down her
body from the anxiety of having a man's entire hand up inside of her.
“Strange.”
“I'm
going to make a fist inside of you now.”
She
gasped and Jude steadied her as Nimbus' hand moved slowly inside of her to form
a fist. The movement felt awkward and uncomfortable, but there was something
profoundly intimate and private about such a trusting act.
“You
feel incredible, sweet girl,” he sounded breathless.
She
smiled, relieved when he unclenched his fist and let his hand rest tranquil
inside of her. She gaped at him in disbelief when he gently rubbed her clit.
“Oh, god, you want me to come with -”
“Yes,
Sonya. You will come with my hand inside of you. Your delicious cunt will
squeeze my wrist like it will our cocks in a few minutes. I want to share this
with you.”
“I-I
don't know if – oh god! Oh, Nimbus! Your hand...I can feel you.” She lost
control, milking his hand and wrist as though it were sustaining her very life.
“Such
a luscious trollop taking a fist up her vagina,” Jude praised while he teased
her tits.
“That
feels amazing,” Nimbus growled. “Give me another.”
“No.”
She yelped when Jude twisted her nipple.
“For
that you shall have multiple orgasms while we are inside of you,” Nimbus
threatened.
“Oh
god, you are going to kill me!” she wailed.
He
chortled and knelt to lick her swollen, throbbing nub.
“Oh
no, your tongue...oh yes!” Sonya writhed and sobbed in the clutches of ecstasy.
Her sounds of pleasure turned into weeping.
Nimbus
cautiously eased his hand out of her chamber and lay beside her. “What is the
matter?”
“I
don't want to leave you. Is a demonic replica more desirable to you? I know I
must vex you sometimes, but I do try to please you.”
“You
do please me, Sonya, more than anyone. I don't think you fully comprehend this
ritual. When I bite you -”
A
door opened and a creature in a dark cloak floated in surrounded by a thick,
misty fog near the hem of his dark robe. His face was veiled by the hood of the
garment. He made a screeching sound and for whatever reason Nimbus understood
what he said.
“We
are.”
The
phantom shrieked and stood at a distance watching them. Sonya was scared
senseless. They were supposed to copulate and gnaw on one another with that
thing in there ogling them? So this was an underworld priest. It looked like
what human beings depicted the Grim Reaper to appear as, minus the scythe.
Her
thighs were spread and the men got between them. Jude slid the head of his
erection in and Nimbus crammed his in as well. They only placed their tips
inside of her at first since they were well-endowed and her channel so narrow.
The girth their two cocks made together was a force to be reckoned with. The
feel of them moving inside of her was like being pleasured by one
monstrous-sized penis. She was so slick and sensitive from her multiple
orgasms, the feel of their solid lengths seeking deeper penetration was
phenomenal.
“I
won't last,” Jude ground out.
“Can
you take us in deeper?” Nimbus asked. “I want our seed to fill you as deeply as
possible.”
“Are
you sure it isn't your enjoyment you are thinking of?” she teased.
The
men chuckled. “Without question. Open your body, girl. Accept our forbidden
offering.”
She
moaned and spread her legs wider, relaxing her vaginal muscles so her twat was
filled with more of their succulent meat. “You are so large. I feel so full.”
“No
way you can shut me out now, is there?” Nimbus' face blazed with dominance and
sexuality.
Sonya
grew breathless as she panted for the air being forced from her lungs as they
bottomed out inside of her. “No. Please be careful.”
He
pecked her lips. “Of course. In return for our caution we expect you to come.”
“Oh,
no, I can't! I will die!”
They
grinned at this and slowly retreated so they could thrust slightly quicker, but
they had to be in her fairly shallow to avoid hurting her with two big pricks
inside of her. “You will come and accept our seed into your body. You will bear
us a son.”
“I
don't see how I have any control over what or even whether I am to conceive at
all from this,” she snorted.
“You
will. I want you to finish and milk our cocks until we spill into your womb,”
Nimbus rasped.
Sonya
let out involuntary sounds of approval as their moving erections grazed her
clit and someone's fingers tickled it into abandon. She screamed and convulsed
against their hard, male bodies as the spasms of her pussy sucked their cocks
and electric desire rippled through her defeated body. In the quivering letdown
of lying helpless beneath them, the men grunted and panted toward the finish
line. Jude came first and Nimbus stopped moving and allowed Jude to catch his
breath and pull out, leaving Nimbus to claim her alone.
Her
noises of rapture were unrestrained when Nimbus plunged into her as far as he
could. She pulled him near, nibbling on his earlobe while she whispered her
question into his ear. “How can a baby survive in my womb if I am to perish and
a demon shall dwell in my body?”
“A
bite from a demon doesn't work the same as a bite from a vampire,” he
whispered. “When I bite you, you will still be living. No demon will possess
you or take over your body.”
“I
will still be human.”
“No.”
Sonya
gaped as she looked up into his eyes in disbelief. “I will be...a demon.”
“You
will still look the same, but you will be capable of shifting into a demonic
counterpart. It will still be you, but your angelic soul will be transformed.”
“Into
a demon.”
He
nodded, gauging the horror written on her face. “You are already a fallen
angel. This is the only thing that stands in our way. Let go with me, Sonya.
Join me. You were meant to. You always surrender no matter how much you fight
it. You can't win. Submit to me. Give me your soul.”
She
whimpered when he began thrusting again like a madman. He pinned her arms down
and kissed her deeply, ensuring her mind would be too clouded to think straight
enough to resist him. “It isn't fair. Humans can be with whomever they wish and
we can't.”