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ALL OF ME
ENZO
T he Oracle provided a room for me to receive Adriana, but the small mercy gives me no pleasure. Nor reprieve. She’s about to arrive and her journey here will have been unpleasant.
Hopefully, Byron explained some of it to her before she left. The cunts at the Temple refused to let me leave and instead sent a priest to liaise with Byron. I raged against their sheer damn nerve, but the Oracle insisted that proper protocol be followed and the cunt refused to change.
I’m going to remember this.
And one day—soon, if I have my way—I am going to more than fucking even the score. On behalf of Adriana. Whether she wants me to or not, and if she wants me to, I’ll make damn sure that our revenge hurts.
Light bursts from the floor and she appears, startled and unsure of herself. It’s hardly surprising. My girl’s been dragged to the inner circles of Hell with fuck all warning. It’s her first trip down here and the ride will most likely have been bumpy.
Even Byron’s reddish complexion looks a little green.
“You can fuck off now.”
He bows and backs out of the room, quickly exiting before he stokes my fury. I don’t have time to waste and Adriana needs my full attention, although she’s currently giving me none of hers as she watches Byron leave.
“Adriana, we haven’t got much time.”
Her lips twitch. Fuck. “Apparently not. How much am I worth, Lorenzo?”
Byron’s told her something and she’s pissed. She’s also fucking stunning and the thought of fucking her senseless and claiming her as mine has my cock hardening.
“If we don’t do this, then you die, Adriana. That’s the only reason I’m entertaining this nonsense, and your life is the only price I’d ever sell this for.”
I’m getting aroused, but Adriana isn’t. She doesn’t have time and she needs to understand this situation pretty fucking fast. She blinks rapidly as her beautiful blue eyes look up at me and she nods, holding back the tears flooding her sclera.
“I promise, baby. I wouldn’t do this for any reason other than saving you. If there was any other way, then I would take it, but the Seer is never wrong.” I run my knuckles down her face. “Nor is the Oracle.”
“Never?”
“Never,” I say, stealing her hope. “I’m…”
I cut myself off and realize that I am. Sorry . I’m fucking sorry for doing this to her. It’s a knife to the chest and my heart stops beating, temporarily paralyzed by the guilt of what I’m going to do to her.
But I don’t have time to be self-indulgent. Not when we have minutes to prepare and Adriana isn’t ready.
“What did Byron tell you?”
“There’s an altar and a lot of demons watching. They’ll…” She swallows and pales. “Experience it. All of it.”
I nod. “They’ll be in demonic form, baby.”
“I know.”
I swallow and pray for the first time in my life. “Me too.”
“I know, Enzo.”
My girl leans into me and I wrap my arms around her, enjoying her softness before she takes it away. This is going to hurt her and she might understand, but she won’t forgive it. Not easily. It won’t matter how many items of jewelry I give her or how many houses or cars or horses I buy her. Not for her.
The only way to fix this is time, and the knock on the door announces we’re already out of it.
“Baby, I…”
She stares up at me and a single tear falls.
“Don't let the bastards have your tears, baby. Save them for me.” I wipe it off her cheek. “I will protect you, Adriana—and I won’t let them touch you. I promise. I’ll make this pleasurable for you if I can and if I cannot, then I’ll stop those cunts enjoying it—and when the time is right, I will exact your revenge.”
The second knock is a hammer.
“FUCK. OFF.”
“Amaymon, the time is now.”
“The time is when I say we’re fucking ready,” I roar back, stroking Adriana as she steadies herself. “Let’s get your clothes off, sweet girl.”
I help her undress, ignoring the calls at the door. I brush her hair back over her shoulders and kiss her, playing in her mouth like it's just the two of us. She responds to me and her body presses against mine, craving more than just comfort.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Adriana. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful—not in all my years of existence.”
Adriana nods and reaches for me, kissing me back until the banging on the door becomes relentless. I lift her into my arms and fold my wings around her, and carry her toward the Inner Sanctum, allowing my magic to begin working.
The sound of my footsteps changes as they echo through the halls and my power builds, clouding us in a shroud of shadows. Every step I take heightens my arousal and the closer we get to the fucking altar, the harder my cock becomes. It’s already aching for Adriana’s cunt and the chance to claim her in front of the Oracle makes it drip precum on the floor.
Another door opens and I enter, marching to the altar like I don’t give one single fuck about the protocol. Every step I take is one less Adriana is forced to and I cover as much ground as I damn well can.
I get halfway.
“The rite will be performed properly, Amaymon. Or not at all. We all feast, or none.”
My teeth snatch at the notes hanging in the air as I rage against the Oracle. He’s stopped us ten strides short of the altar and Adriana will have to travel this herself. Observed.
I place her on the ground and her hand clings to my chest.
I step back and her eyes flick down, staring at the golden leash dangling between her collar and my hand. It catches the firelight and the pale yellow matches the color of hair, which looks like spun gold as she tucks it behind her ears.
Her eyes close, she inhales, exhales, and then she snaps them open.
And the fire burning around us is nothing compared to that burning in those eyes. My girl is enraged and she’s found the strength to fight these cunts at their own game—and she’s damn well going to beat them at it. Her eyes are fucking dazzling. Absolutely enchanting. They’re pure, unadulterated anger and they’re mine.
“Eyes on me, sweet girl.”
She bites her lip and those innocent blue eyes of hers lock on mine, ignoring the horror I’m unveiling as my wings open. There’s no trace of terror in her expression and her heart rate doesn’t increase. She doesn’t pale and she doesn’t faint. Adriana simply holds my gaze as I show her the vicious, horrific form I normally inhabit.
I step back and tug on the chain. She steps toward me and I have her.
My wing shields her from the onlookers as we repeat our dance, slowly edging closer to the altar. I’m moving much slower than I’d like and my excitement is becoming inconvenient.
Adriana bites her lip in the way that drives me wild and she knows exactly what she’s doing. The devious minx is fighting fire with fury and I smirk, damn proud of my girl as she follows my lead without hesitation.
“Let’s get you on the altar,” I say, whispering to her.
I grab her ass and lift her effortlessly, depositing her on the hard stone. My hands pull her legs apart and she doesn’t resist, opening them wide and leaning back. She’s teasing me as she shows me everything I want to see and the slight heave of her chest and glisten of her cunt scream she’s aroused.
Adriana parts her lips as her eyes leave mine, letting them wander down my body. I lean in, imposing myself on her as she takes my form in. The markings on my torso gleam in the firelight and the difference between us is more apparent than ever.
She’s pale and I’m the color of darkness.
She’s soft and I’m harder than granite.
She’s beautiful and I’m the definition of ugly.
“So fucking beautiful, baby.”
I run my claws down her center and she moans. Her nipples harden and her tits stand pert, ready to be devoured. I can smell her arousal and Adriana’s losing herself in me as the magic of the rite washes over us.
“Amaymon…”
“FUCK. OFF.”
The cunts can wait. I want what’s mine and her pussy is mine. I want Adriana warm and wet and fucking begging for my cock. We’re doing this, but I want her so damn high on desire that she’ll lose her goddamn mind for me.
My fingers run down her center to her clit and Adriana bucks. I circle it and her head tips back as she moans. My fingers play with her and her pussy drips onto them, easing my movements as my hand slides over her.
A flush breaks over her chest, and her tits have never looked so fucking glorious. She’s moaning and the low hum of the priests’ chants sounds a steady beat as her voice hits soprano. Her notes are pure and the song we’re making pure, as her hips grind into my hand and my girl starts really chasing her high.
“Shall we show them, baby?”
My voice is a tease and she grins wickedly. Her knees fall either side of the altar as she arches her back and lowers herself. Those startlingly beautiful blue eyes stare into mine and she nods, while I wait, determined to have her words.
“Please, Daddy.”
Fuck . Me .
She’s mine. In every way.
She’s so fucking magnificent and she’s the altar I worship at. Now and always. Fuck the rites, fuck the ceremony. I want her and nothing more. If I serve a god, it’s her and I want the whole damn world to know I’m hers, as much as she is mine.
My wings peel back, and the thrumming around us heightens.
Adriana moans as I lean forward, pulling her leash toward me and claiming her mouth. She groans into it and meets the aggression of my kiss with a defiance of her own, matching my desire with a fire of her own. Her weight shifts and fingers run down my face, and my perfect girl surprises me with her acceptance.
I drop my head to her chest and suck a nipple into my mouth. She shrieks in pleasure and holds the attention of everyone in the chamber. Adriana gasps and cries as I flick my tongue across her hard nip and then drag my teeth over her sensitive skin.
My fingers slide inside her and her pussy clenches around them, demanding more. I curl them forward and her hips roll as she grinds into me, fucking my hand as she gets off.
I yank the leash again, and her head moves, forced to comply. Adriana’s lost in pleasure and her body’s surrendered, relaxed and letting the pleasure I’m giving her wash over her. It’ll be better this way and she won’t be as afraid of what I do, and since I’m skilled, I can now heighten her arousal quickly.
“Be a good girl and lie back for me.”
Adriana complies and I dive between her legs, kneeling at the altar of her temple. My mouth worships her like I’ve found nirvana, and the taste of her sends me soaring higher than the angels in heaven. She screams my name and I suck and lick and bite her, pushing her to the brink of orgasm.
I curl my fingers and find the spot that always shatters her and her cunt clenches so damn hard that it cuts my circulation off. Adriana comes screaming my name and it echoes around the Inner Sanctum, merging with the noises coming from our audience.
They’re paying attention. Close attention. And they’re absorbing our actions and emotions as if they were their own. They’re experiencing every bit of our arousal and some of them collapse to their knees, brought down by the force of Adriana’s climax.
My lips curl into a smirk and I’m going to have them all on their knees by the time I’m done.
“Please, stop…”
Adriana’s breathing is ragged, and her chest is scarlet. She’s coming apart and it’s fucking glorious to watch. She screams my name again and I pull my fingers out of her perfect pussy and lick her climax off them, savoring its delicious taste.
Cherries and strawberries.
I stand and take a moment to admire her as her hands stroke her body, soothing herself from the agony of the ecstasy I’ve given her. She’s so fucking special and it takes the smallest amount of pressure on her chain for her to move toward me.
“Open, baby.”
Her mouth falls open and I guide her into position, teasing her lips with the tip of my cock. Her eyes beg for my dick and I slide it into her throat, groaning as her warmth sends jolts of pleasure through me. Adriana’s working to please me, already sucking and moving with me as my hips thrust at an alarmingly fast pace.
Adriana’s matching me and I let myself go, slipping into the oblivion of my arousal as my high gets higher. I thrust harder and the gold leash holds her in place, giving her no escape from the relentless fucking. My cock’s leaking precum into her mouth and she groans, tasting whatever flavor gives her pleasure.
My balls tighten and I won’t last much longer, already on the verge of an orgasm. I growl and the priests groan, stroking their pleasure with me as my desire flows into the room through the rite.
I don’t give a fuck. I’m chasing my own goddamn thrill and as my cock swells and jerks, I pull back, stroking my shaft with my hand. I roar as I come and ropes of come spray over Adriana’s face, painting her with my climax.
And like a fucking perfect submissive, she keeps her mouth open, trying to catch as much of it as she can.
It drips down her face and I slap away the hand she lifts to sweep it away. Her eyes show surprise but not concern and I grin, staring at my perfect, special girl as my come drips down her face and onto her fucking gorgeous tits.
Over my fucking collar.
“So fucking pretty,” I praise.
My claws run down her, and the surrounding groans heighten.
I smile and Adriana mirrors me, and I lose almost all my damn control. The only slither of it I hold on to is whatever’s needed to protect her and she doesn’t need protecting from me. My hands grab her hip and I lift her, flipping her over and roughly slamming her onto her knees. I haul her ass into the air, shifting her thighs apart with mine.
She screams as my cock slams into her and I roar, delighted I claim Adriana’s cunt as mine. I don’t pause and I fuck her hard enough for her to feel my cock in her throat again.
Adriana’s cunt is tight and my dick loves it. She’s strangling it with every thrust and my cock’s bigger than she’s used to now I’m in this form. Her cries sound out and mingle with the melody we’re playing, and the room gasps and groans as I fuck her relentlessly.
“Does it hurt, baby?”
“It hurts so fucking good, Daddy.”
My rhythm is unhinged, and I’ve lost my fucking mind. I’m chasing pleasure, enjoying the pain. I’m so fucking high I’ve lost my shit, and the only thing I feel is Adriana. She’s around me and inside me, and I never want to let her go. I want to stay like this, fucking her for an eternity, if only to never be parted from her.
Her screams grow frantic as my cock drives her to another orgasm and I won’t make her ask. Not here, not now. Not when I’m so damn close to her. I don’t know where she actually starts and I really end, but I know this is us.
My cock’s found heaven, and if I had a soul, it would have found its home. The wretched emptiness of my heart is filled with all she is, and I refuse to give her up. I refuse to let her go. And if she suffers, it will be at my hands—or cock.
She screams as her body convulses, and I fuck her through her orgasm. I’m so damn lost in pleasure I couldn’t stop if I wanted to—and I don’t fucking want to stop this.
“Good girl, keep coming for me. Keep coming on Daddy’s cock.”
Adriana’s chest collapses and my hands grip her back, one pinning her neck to the altar. My cock sinks into her and my desire is too much to hold back. I roar my release and keep thrusting, ignoring the pain of my sensitivity as my orgasm sweeps through my core. My head tips back and I take more pleasure, crying out as I gift my girl’s cunt my come.
My dick’s sliding in and out with ease and my girl cries, trying to manage the pleasure and pain coursing through her. She’s on fire and her skin drips with sweat as it glows, trying to cool the heat of the desire raging through her.
I ignore the priests’ groans as they take their pleasure. Some of them have come already and others are still playing with their dicks, but my focus is on Adriana. On her pleasure. And mine.
Her pussy tightens again and my dick screams in pain. She’s so damn close to another orgasm that I can't resist it and I sweep her hair off her face, turning it to the side and watching her as she comes undone. Adriana’s body writhes and her mouth falls open as ecstasy washes over and her orgasm destroys her remaining calm.
“Please, Enzo. I can’t…” She screams. “Fuck.”
“I’m going to ruin you, baby. I fucking own you and now I’m going to break you.”
She sinks her weight again and I slow for a few strokes, letting her catch her breath. My hands stroke her back and my claws drag down her skin, drawing blood again. Adriana moans in pleasure and I continue thrusting into her, taking what I want and need from her.
Blood pours off her back and our come drips out of her cunt, baptizing the altar in our sin. The rite is taking hold and the power flowing through me is intoxicating. It’s dark and its beat is primal, a visceral force as old as time itself. There’s beauty in its violence and the depth of the depravity in Hell floods into me—and the Inner Sanctum.
A hand reaches toward Adriana and my wing slashes through the air, striking across the face of the demon who dared approach. The rules of the rite allow me to keep her to myself. My reaction is swift. My punishment is severe.
I promised her I’d keep her safe—and as aroused as the other demons may be, I won’t let them take that from her. I won’t let them touch her when she’s this damn vulnerable and I won’t let them defile her.
That right is mine.
And only mine .
“Touch her and I’ll fucking kill you.”
I’m going to take Adriana to a place she’s never been before and I glance down, watching as my cock thrusts in and out of her. Watching as my second cock unsheathes itself and starts to grow.
I’ve rarely seen this, and the thrill rippling through me is unlike most I’ve known. I’m excited in a way I rarely experience and I stare down in wonder at Adriana, watching her move under and with me. It takes a lot to make my second cock unsheathe, but my girl's managed it and now I'm going to pleasure her with it.
She’s so fucking beautiful and this moment will be perfect.
For me. For us. For her.
My cocks are more than hard enough to fuck her and I slide the second over her, covering it in her slick as it weeps for her. Adriana moans and the chants fall quiet as I focus on the girl beneath me. My cock pushes against her ass and she cries in shock, stiffening.
“I’ll make this feel good, baby.”
Adriana doesn’t relax, and instead of forcing this, I soothe her. She settles and I push my cock into her. Slowly, carefully at first. Adriana screams and lifts her shoulders off the altar, tightening as she braces against the pain and shock. She’ll feel full and she hasn’t had time to adjust, and I ease into her until her ass gives and then I slam my cock home.
Our hips collide, and I hold her against me as she screams my name.
“Scream all you want, Adriana. Use the pain, sweet girl. Make it yours.”
Her cries grow louder and her body shudders as I move, easing both my cocks in and out of her. She’s so damn tight it’s fucking perfect and my core tightens, holding back my feral urge to fuck her senseless.
“I’m going to fuck all your holes and you can enjoy this or endure it, Adriana.” I thrust into her hard. “Enjoy it, Adriana. Enjoy me fucking your cunt and ass.”
“It’s too much, Daddy.”
Fucking hell, I’m in heaven.
My cocks almost explode as she moves with me, easing into this.
“It’s all yours, Adi. Take this. Take me. Take all of me.”
Adriana nods and drops her head, submitting to my will. We move and her hips roll as they grind against me. Our pace increases and our cries grow louder as pleasure washes over us and our bodies connect, mirroring each other as we merge into one.
I’m so damn close, but I’m holding on. Holding on for her. My thrusts are agony and ecstasy as I cling to anything I fucking can to hold my climax back. Adriana writhes and her hips move more aggressively. She’s seeking her pleasure and I watch as my perfect girl gets herself off, enjoying my cocks sliding in and out of her.
She’s so fucking full, and I can feel my cocks pressing against each other and her. The thrill is exquisite and the lust all-consuming, made more intense as her moans grow louder and her climax approaches. I’m going to fuck Adi like this again, and the thought of having her ready to take me like this is as much as I can take.
Her cunt and ass tighten around me as her contractions start—and thank fuck, because my orgasm hits me hard. I descend into pleasure as wave after wave of bliss crashes onto me and I lose my fucking mind in its heaven.
Adriana’s screaming too and I draw our climaxes out, prolonging the pleasure until the peak of the wave breaks and I ease its passing, thrusting my cocks into her one last time and stilling.
“You okay, baby?”
She collapses, spent. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. I’ve got you.”
I ease out of her gently and watch our come and her blood mix on the altar. She’s lying in a pool of our secretions and she’s never looked more perfect. Adriana’s broken, spent and filthy—and I blink, wondering what the warm and strange softness creeping through me is.
The priests chant and the Oracle steps to the end of the altar, raising his hands in reverence. He drops to his fucking knees like he damn well should, worshiping my girl for the gift she’s given his temple.
And me.
Adriana is perfect, and now she’s safe.
“It is done.”
I cover her with my body and wings, pulling her against me and cradling her against my chest. My wings fold over her and I finally stare at the other demons, surveying the aftermath of our performance. Some are collapsed, some lost in pleasure, some stare, dazed and confused. All are fed. All satisfied.
I step over the strewn bodies, making my way through what looks like the remnants of an orgy. Semen seeps onto the floor and the lust-hooded eyes that stare up at me search for my girl, unable to find her within my wings.
“Amaymon,” the Oracle calls after me. “She is special. Should I explore how special with you?”
“No,” I roar, marching away as the need to protect Adriana from these cunts overwhelms me.