Chapter 22
CHAPTER 22
SAMAEL
L orelei is performing her musical tonight, but I think I’m the one who is more concerned than she is. The university is open to parents, theater companies, and alumni tonight, which means the theater is full to capacity.
Security is a fucking nightmare as well.
“You look constipated,” Alecto mutters next to me.
“I’m well aware of how puckered my asshole is without drawing attention to it,” I growl. “There’s so many fucking people here tonight.”
“I see it,” he says. “The second she’s done, you can do your thing and take her home.”
“It’s not a ‘thing’,” I remind him, knowing that he’s talking about my misting Lorelei home. “ Evanescet is something few demons can do.”
“Don’t bother climbing onto a high horse with me, I’m older than you, after all,” Alecto says with a shrug.
“I actually don’t know how old I am,” I grumble. “While I’m a thousand years old on earth, I did have a life in hell as well.”
“Children,” Phenex says, rolling his eyes. Fuck him. He’s a child at only five hundred years old. “Settle down.”
Snorting in amusement, I lean back to watch as the curtains begin to open. There’s a full orchestra pit, and the theater begins to darken. I continually remind myself that she’ll be safe in the wings of the stage as she waits for her time to go.
I also insisted that she wear a knife under her costume and any changes, because the farther we get into the year, the worse my anxiety seems to feel.
The preface of the story line is that Lorelei is the side chick, and that Sir Christopher is cheating on his wife with her. It leads to a series of very funny events, and at the end Sir Christopher’s wife and Lorelei’s character band together to kill him. I find myself grinning as I stand to clap at the end.
Alecto, Phenex, and I don’t really care that we’re getting odd looks as we hoot and whoop inappropriately as the cast comes out to bow. I typically have very little interest in the arts, but this was fantastic.
“Now, you can go find Lorelei,” Phenex murmurs as we begin to see the theater emptying.
No one has to tell me twice to get my girl, and I mist away immediately.
Lorelei is in a dressing room, her scent fucking everywhere. Worriedly, I slip under the door, finding her leg hitched over Bast’s arm, and his dick is being sucked into her cunt as if it’s a fucking vacuum cleaner. Materializing, I mutter under my breath as I find a bunch of blankets and shove them in the crack under the door.
Her moans are also loud as fuck, and I can see Bast’s knot already pushing inside her pussy. Fuck a duck, they’re moving really fast, but I know that Bast has to have people waiting for him. His suit jacket is thrown over a chair, his control tenuous at best as Lorelei’s scent is pushed into the room.
It’s the end of March, and she hasn’t had a heat in two months. Is this a heat spike or a full one? She hasn’t had any other symptoms of a heat, so I watch like a voyeur, my cock getting harder in my pants.
I’m very close to joining them, though neither have noticed that I’m in the room.
“Bast, I need your knot,” she gasps, her body half suspended in the air as he grabs her ass to have a better ability to fuck into her.
The upper half of her body is being held up by her arms as she tenuously holds onto the vanity she’s half laying on.
“Lorelei,” he rumbles. “I’m so damn close to a rut, baby. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Watching you tonight is fucking with my head. You were incredible.”
“She was,” I say, smirking as they both look over at me in shock. “Do you feel warm, Lorelei? This feels like a heat.”
“Her skin is warm, but I don’t know enough about it,” he says. “We dragged each other into the nearest room.”
“I just want a knot and a bite,” she says with a pout.
Fuck, Bast has been really odd about giving her either, though his knot is already halfway inside of her.
“When you talk like that…” he trails off as he slowly pulls his knot back and then slams forward, making her scream.
“Fuck, fuck, wait!” I hiss, unzipping my pants and pulling out my cock. “I don’t know how you feel about group activities, Bast, but she needs a gag in her mouth, and all I have is my dick.”
“If that’s all you have,” Bast says with a dark chuckle.
Lorelei’s position on the vanity as she props herself up on her elbows means her mouth is in the perfect position to suck my dick.
“This is going to be a bit faster than I’d like,” I apologize as I trace her lips with the crown of my dick.
“Tell him to bite me,” she says with a pout. “Please?”
Glancing at him, I frown as I grab a fistful of her hair and feed her my cock.
“I don’t feel like I deserve her,” he mutters.
“It doesn’t matter if you deserve her or not if she’s dead,” I reply. “You can spend the rest of her lifetime proving yourself to her.”
Grunting, my eyes roll as my hips begin to piston, face fucking Lorelei. I’ve been very careful, but I can feel even my control fraying. Her eyes blink furiously as they tear up, but she takes every inch like a pro, her tongue dragging down the underside of my cock.
“Fuck, you’re taking my knot like you were made for it,” Bast growls, his tail rising to spank her clit viciously. While my eyes widen in surprise, Lorelei comes immediately, her scream muffled by my dick.
“You’re full of surprises, Little Omega,” I whisper. “Such a dirty girl, getting fucked hard by her teachers.”
Lorelei writhes between us, and I can hear when Bast’s knot slams inside her cunt. His rutting makes her come again almost immediately, the room smelling like the air does right before lightning strikes.
My pheromones are leaking everywhere, and I’m unable to stop as my knot slams into Lorelei’s chin as I bottom out in her throat. She’s so damn wonderful, being our perfect toy as she takes what she needs.
“Fuck, I’m coming. If you don’t bite her, Bast, so help me,” I gasp.
Bast’s chest is doing more growling than purring, and I have no doubt that Lorelei is feeling the vibration in all the erogenous parts of her body. Her breasts are spilling out of her dress, and I have the best view of her right now.
Bast must have half undressed her before deciding there were too many buttons to futz with it. I don’t blame him at all.
Lorelei does her best to swallow all of my cum, but it overflows through her lips. Bast curses under his breath, lifting her right leg as he bends down to reach her inner thigh. His chest heaves, and I bet he’s right on the edge as well.
“I’m sorry I’m not enough for you,” he whispers. “I’ll always do the best I can to keep you safe. I love everything about you, and can’t imagine not having your presence in my life.”
It feels like a very intimate moment to witness, but I can’t exactly fuck off.
His fangs sink into her thigh, a bit deeper than they should, but I know she can heal it. Her hand reaches out to grab my arm as she cries out in pain around my cock, her nails sinking into my skin.
“ I’m right here,” I whisper through the bond. “ You’re so close to getting everything you need, Sweet Girl.”
Her whimper makes me wince, but it turns into a moan as his tail rubs her clit, building yet another orgasm. It’s smaller than her previous one, but Bast follows her over this time, burying his face in her thigh in an effort to muffle his noises.
The three of us are breathing hard, as I pull away from Lorelei slowly.
“I’m gonna need a minute, maybe three,” Bast says, nodding down at his knot.
“I’m surprised that you’re not going to be stuck inside of her for longer,” I tease him. Blood trickles down her thigh, but it’s sluggish and slow.
“I’m already getting hard again,” he grumbles. “How the fuck is that possible?”
“Lorelei tends to do that,” I say with a shrug.
“I’m right here,” she reminds us. “Fuck, this is really uncomfortable.”
Bast rolls his lips in to hide a smile, and picks her up so that all of her weight isn’t on her arms.
“Still want to be stuck with me forever?” he asks, looking sheepish. “It’s too late if you don’t.”
“Why wouldn’t I want to be with you when I love you?” she asks. It’s a sweet and innocent comment, and I can tell it hits Bast in the gut.
“I love you too,” he murmurs. “You’re everything I didn’t know I needed.”
After another minute, Bast is able to get his softening knot to slide out of Lorelei’s pussy, but only because of the amount of cum and slick inside of her. She winces as it starts to slide down her leg, and I grin.
“I’m going to draw a bath for you,” I tell her, taking her from Bast’s arms.
“Ah, can I come by after all of this is over?” he asks, putting his dick away and making sure he appears put together as he grabs his jacket.
I think it’s a lost cause, but good luck to him.
“Yeah,” I decide. “We should probably get you a key at some point.”
“It’ll be later because there’s some sort of party, but?—”
“Do your thing,” Lorelei says, curling up in my arms. Her skin doesn’t feel as warm as it did before, so I think this was a fluke. “This was amazing. Everyone performed so well.”
Grinning at her, he nods, and I hold her tightly as I mist away. We’re slowly banding together, and our pack is forming.
Fuck, I hope it’s enough.
June
LORELEI
I can’t believe the last few months have flown by. I just took my last final, the sun is shining as I step out of class, and my birthday is today.
“Lorelei, are you going to the carnival tonight?” a student in my math class asks as he walks next to me.
“Carnival?” I ask, feeling an odd sort of déjà vu.
“Yeah, President Christa set it up on the other side of the campus, where the open fields are,” he explains. “It was a rough semester, I may check it out with some friends.”
“That does sound fun,” I agree, even though it feels odd that she’d do that. “Maybe I’ll see you.”
Honestly, a night with my mates and some ice cream sounds a lot better, though. Walking in the direction of the faculty apartments, I blow out a breath. Five exams, four papers, and a lab exam rounded out my finals week. I’m fucking exhausted.
It feels surreal that I’m twenty years old today. It’s really easy to forget your own birthday when you’re treading water, trying to keep your head just above it.
“Lorelei!” a woman’s voice calls out as I walk, and my head swivels behind me to figure out who’s calling my name.
“Yes?” I ask, eyes narrowing as I see President Christa speed walking to catch up to me.
I don’t really know what to think of her still, so I smooth my face of any mistrust.
“ Guys, the president of the university is tracking me down. Does that seem odd to you?” I ask through the bond.
Over the last few months, we’ve been playing with what we can do with the bond. Samael can track me down no matter how far I am from him, and I can communicate with one, two, or all of them at the same time now.
Alecto and I haven’t bonded yet, because he said he wanted to do it tonight. Yet another reason to spend my birthday at home.
Forcing a smile, I watch as the president of the university walks up to me. While she’s smaller than most monsters, she still towers over me.
“ She’ll know if I get close, the old bat can somehow always tell,” Samael grumbles. “ I’ll be waiting twenty feet away by the theater building.”
I don't know how he’s able to know that’s his safe zone, but I’ll take it.
“What can I do for you, President Christa?” I ask sweetly.
“So polite,” she says with a small smile. “I don’t want to keep you, I’ll walk for a bit with you instead. Are you happy to be done with the semester?”
She doesn’t seem like the type to do small talk, but I nod as I continue to walk with her.
“I am. It was a very busy semester for me,” I admit. “Between choosing my major and adding a chemistry minor, I had a full plate.”
“Well, you have work and you performed in the musical as well,” she adds. “Not to mention three boyfriends.”
She must not know about one of them, and I’m not going to tell her. Three sounds as if she’s judging me.
“Yes, I did have all of that,” I say instead.
She’s quiet as we walk, and I shift my backpack on my shoulders. It’s mostly empty today, but it’s hot and making my skin feel itchy.
“Are you going with them to the carnival?” she asks finally.
“Oh, I just heard about it,” I say. “It’s my birthday, so I’m sure they have something planned for me.”
“Are you sure? Monster males are just as bad as humans about things like that,” she sighs.
“We certainly are not,” Samael says, stepping out from a shadow. “We do have plans for our girl, though.”
“Most of the faculty is at least putting in an appearance,” President Christa says, lips thinning as she presses them against each other. “The three of you would do well to at least be seen.”
“Lorelei, how do you feel about cotton candy?” Samael asks, glancing at me. I can tell he’s not very happy about this, but I guess I could go for something sweet.
“I’ve had it once I think,” I admit. “I liked it.”
“Then we’ll go for the space of time that it takes for us to buy and consume a sweet treat,” Samael says. “It’s been a long and trying week.”
“Yes, yes. I can live with that,” she says. “Thank you, Samael.”
Turning down another sidewalk, she waves at us as she moves to accost someone else. I guess she’s making the rounds.
“She thought you were the weak link,” Samael says with a chuckle. “You don’t give two shits about campus politics.”
“No, I definitely don’t,” I sigh. “We’ll go for a little while and then leave. I will probably need coffee. I’m so tired.”
“It doesn’t start for a few hours,” he says. “I’ll snuggle you while you nap.”
“Yes, please,” I say with a smile as he wraps his arm around my shoulders.
“Anything for the birthday girl,” he says.
PHENEX
I hate crowds, but President Christa roped us in, so here we are.
“Who wants to go on the Ferris wheel with me?” Lorelei asks with a grin.
Now that we’re here, she’s in a better mood. She needed a nap and a coffee beforehand, and I don’t blame her at all. She’s been non-stop studying and completing schoolwork all week.
“That looks like a death trap, baby,” I say with a chuckle, looking up at it.
“Eh, I’ll go. If something happens, I’ll mist us away and let the rest of these fuckers die,” Samael says with a shrug, grabbing her hand.
“How do you feel about blowjobs and heights?” she asks wickedly.
“Fuck, I should have said yes,” I mutter as I watch them go.
“The two of you are terrible,” Bast says, looking around the carnival. “I can’t believe she did this.”
“Technically, they were looking for somewhere to go, and she offered the university,” I say. At his startled look, I chuckle. “I overheard someone talking about it. She’s not paying a dime for this, but the vendors are getting cash from the students.”
“That’s smart,” Bast says. “I shouldn’t be surprised, honestly. She always manages to figure things out.”
“Some things,” I say, rolling my eyes. “She says the history department has money earmarked for remodeling our building, and you’re still in a student dorm.”
“I’m there less often now,” he mutters. “Thorley has a girlfriend and she’s a screamer.”
Chuckling, I shake my head as I watch Samael and Lorelei climb toward the sky in the Ferris wheel. At the top, her head disappears.
“ Is your mouth full?” I tease her through the bond.
“ It’s about to be,” she giggles.
“She’s absolutely giving him a blowjob, isn’t she?” Bast asks, looking up toward where Samael’s head is tilted back.
“Yep,” I say with a grin. “I fucking love her so much. I haven’t heard from Alecto yet. I know he cleared tonight for her.”
The stars are high in the sky now, the sun having set an hour ago. My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pull it out as I watch the wheel begin to descend again. Lorelei better suck Samael down fast, or the fear demon will be pissed at his blue balls.
Glancing down at it to make sure it’s someone I actually want to speak to, I answer as I see that it’s Alecto.
“Hey man, you good? Figured we’d see you by now,” I say.
“ The university is a mad house,” he explains. “ I may have to park farther away and meet you at the apartment if you’re going to be done soon. I haven’t even made it through the gates.”
“Oh shit,” I mutter. “Yeah, that may be best. Lorelei is on the Ferris wheel with Samael. We’ll see what she wants to do before we leave.”
“ Whatever she wants. Even if it’s a mouthful of his cum, ” Alecto says with a chuckle. “ Just let me know where I need to go. I want to see the birthday girl.”
“I will. Sorry traffic sucks,” I say. “See you soon, hopefully.”
Saying goodbye, I watch as Lorelei walks off the ride, discreetly wiping a bit of cum from the corner of her mouth and sucking it off. No shame, that’s my girl. Samael also looks very proud of himself as he joins us again.
“Feel better?” I tease him. “I’m almost jealous.”
“You should be,” he says. “Let’s make sure we’re seen, get some cotton candy, and get the fuck out.”
“Thank goodness, there’s too many people here,” Bast says, wrinkling his nose.
Walking together, we say hello to students we recognize, and slowly make our way across the carnival. Lorelei’s feet slow as we walk past a tarot card reader, and her lips purse as she stares.
“No freaking way,” she breathes.
“What?” I ask, eyes on her as she begins to visibly tremble.
“This sign says her name is Madam Sera. Two years ago, that tarot card reader had the same name,” she explains. “It can’t be the same person, right?”
Lorelei has been muttering to herself over the last week when she sleeps, though she hasn’t had the same prophetic moment she had during her heat so many months ago.
“Well, what does it hurt to see?” Bast asks, making me glance at him. “Honestly, if she has unanswered questions, she should ask the tarot card reader that started all of this.”
“She’s the reason Lorelei started looking for us at all,” Samael murmurs. “I agree with Bast.”
“Up to you, baby. I am for whatever you want to do,” I tell her.
“I went in here two years ago because of a silly game I called ‘say yes,’” she says with a small laugh. It’s nervous and self deprecating though, and I don’t like it. “Okay. Let’s go.”
Lifting the flap for her to walk through, I hope this is the right thing to do.