Chapter 28
Alexa, play ‘Psycho,’ by Mia Rodriguez
“Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.”
—SATAN, PARADISE LOST
I left Lilith with Hazai and told him to make sure she was ready for my return. In the meantime, I needed to run damage control at Voodoo with Rafael.
I knew he was still pissed that he had lost out on all the drunken confessions he had been hoping to collect from that bachelor party, but he would recover.
The church had been losing followers for years now. The Sorter of Souls was powered by confessions, so when Catholicism started falling out of favor, Yahweh was forced to turn to less… buttoned-up methods.
Humans may not have loved going to church like they used to, but they certainly loved to drink. Yahweh had learned that with loosened inhibitions, humans confessed all sorts of shit to each other, and these confessions were just being wasted on the drunken ears of their friends.
Voodoo was only one of several franchises Yahweh had built across the globe with the sole purpose of collecting confessions. He ran them all with an iron fist and usually came to collect His confessions on what He called His ‘quarterly reviews.’ Much like me, Yahweh had many names. Eloah was one of them, though He was most commonly referred to by the mortals as God .
Each of Yahweh’s stores was run by an ass-kissing archangel and staffed by either the damned or by young, burgeoning angels. Sometimes, the odd human would get mixed up in the operation, like Sara and Sam, for example. However, for the most part, everyone was in on it. Even Mike was an angel. He wasn’t a powerful one, but he was still an angel, which meant he was immortal as fuck.
I couldn’t kill him, though I wanted to the second I had seen his grubby fucking hand touching my little deathtrap.
Killing those mortals who had touched her helped take the edge off, but I was still feeling pretty worked up.
Despite the fact that I had gotten my way and Lilith was now safe in Hell under the watchful eye of Hazai, there would still be serious repercussions to my actions. I had gone directly against Yahweh’s orders, and although He technically didn’t have dominion over me as a citizen of Hell, He was still the almighty creator, and we would need to have words.
I arrived at Voodoo and found Rafael in the office. The little dingy basement space looked like a bomb hit it, and Raf was definitely frazzled.
“Did you set up the meeting?” I asked by way of greeting.
Rafael sighed and ran his hand through his hair, making it stick up in odd places. I had never seen the prim, buttoned-up angel so disheveled. “Yes. I’ve set up the meeting, but Yahweh is pissed, Ramel. There’s not much more I can do. If I’m being frank, I don’t even want to help you. Not after that shit you pulled. I’m way behind on projections now because of you.” Rafael scowled at me.
“On top of that, I’m now short-staffed. You took my best bartender, and I’m assuming you won’t be back to work your shift tonight either,” he complained.
I laughed. “You know Raf, everyone says you’re a little dim, but I don’t see it. You’re sharp as a tack if you ask me.”
“No one says I’m dim, asshole.”
I scowled at him and tossed the stupid nametag on the desk in front of him. “ Reaver ? Really? Should have just fucking printed Grim Reaper on the damn thing you imbecile. You’re lucky she didn’t catch on.”
He rolled his eyes. “It’s not like it matters now; you exposed yourself to her anyway. I take it you have her locked up in a cell in Hell somewhere?” the archangel asked, looking annoyed. I smirked.
“You could say that.” My mouth watered at what I knew would be a very sexually frustrated Lilith waiting for me when I got home. Shem was ruthless. He would have her begging me to fuck her by the time I got there.
I couldn’t fucking wait.
“Anyway, Yahweh says you failed the test. This meeting is not likely to go in your favor. Also, her coronation is in four and a half weeks. The veil will be thinner on Samhain, and she will shed her mortal body on her birthday and reclaim her true self. You better hope she wants to stay with you by then, assuming Yahweh doesn’t throw you both into purgatory for being such fucking failures.”
I snorted. “Worry about your quarterly review, Rafael. I know exactly what’s going to happen on Samhain.”
The archangel sneered at me. “Do you? You don’t even know what happened in the year 2348 BC.”
I narrowed my eyes at him and leaned forward, getting in his face. “Careful Raf. I may not be able to kill you, but there are worse things than death. Did you know that angel wings are a fucking delicacy in Hell? I have a ton of hungry demons that would pay out the asshole for a taste of yours.”
Raf’s face went white, and he swallowed. “Yahweh would punish you.”
I shrugged. “He’s going to punish me anyway. I might as well do something to deserve it. Set up the fucking meeting just the way I ordered it. Don’t fuck it up.” I snapped.
Fucking archangels.
I crossed back into Hell and took my time walking the streets up to the manor. I wanted to make sure Shem had enough time with Lilith before I interrupted. I was rock fucking hard just thinking about it.
Rafael didn’t know what he was talking about. Four and a half weeks was more than enough time to turn Lilith into my willing bride. I was going to make her feel so fucking good; she was never going to want to leave me. It would just take some work and whatever the opposite of tender love and care was.
She acted like she hated it, but I knew deep down she loved it. Her mouth said no, but her eyes said fucking yes every time I gave her sweet little pussy the attention it deserved. Today would be the first day of the rest of our lives, and I was going to make sure it was a day to remember.
I leisurely strolled through the manor, rolling up my sleeves to expose my tattoos. She liked the tattoos. I always caught her looking at them when she thought I was Reaver. Even when she hated me.
The door to the bedroom was cracked open, and I could hear them before I entered. A sinister smile curled across my face.
“You’re doing so well, Lilith. Just a little more. He’ll be here soon.”
“ Please, Shem, no more. I can’t take it.”
“Shhh, you can go a little longer. You’re doing so great. You’re soaking wet; he’s going to be so pleased with you.”
I was suddenly so glad I had taken my time. She sounded like she was about to fucking lose her mind, just the way I liked her .
I pushed open the door, and so much blood rushed to my cock at the sight before me that it fucking hurt. Lilith was chained to the bed with her knees by her shoulders. Shem was lying on his side next to her, with his head in his hand, leisurely stroking the insides of her thighs with a black, vibrating wand. He looked like he was having the time of his life, and she looked raw and fucking ragged.
“What’s going on in here?” I asked as if I hadn’t orchestrated the whole thing.
They both looked over at me. Lilith’s eyes were wild and filled with lust, while Shem looked both amused and aroused.
“I was just getting Lilith ready for you,” he purred, looking down at her. He ran the wand up her stomach and rested it on one of her perfect, peaked nipples. “Isn’t that right, Lil?”
She tried to scowl at him but moaned instead as he dragged the wand back down her stomach to her clit. Her breathing immediately sped up, and he was forced to remove the vibrator to prevent her from coming.
“How’s she been?” I asked him as she groaned in protest at the removal of the wand. He sat up, smiling down at her.
“She’s been such a good girl. She keeps trying to come for me, but I told her we needed to wait until you got here.”
I pulled off my shirt and approached the bed.
“Is that true, Lilith? Have you been a good girl for Shemhazai while I’ve been away?” I asked. Her breathing was still ragged, and she tried to grind her hips down into the bed. She looked back and forth between us, and I could see the wheels spinning in her head. She could either play along with us and hope that we ended the torture, or she could fight us and risk not being allowed to come at all. She knew I would do it, too. My heart skipped a beat when she finally nodded.
“Yes. I’ve been a good girl,” she responded, and I smiled, crawling up onto the foot of the bed. My gaze fell down to her pussy as I moved closer to her. My mouth watered at the sight of it. She was so fucking wet. There was a wet spot growing on the silk sheets beneath her ass.
“Holy fuck, Shemhazai, you weren’t kidding,” I breathed, leaning close and putting my face directly between her legs. I inhaled her sweet scent and growled. “You got her so fucking wet for me.”
“I told you I would,” he said with a smirk. I kissed her clit softly, and she moaned, immediately straining toward my face. I smiled against her and poked my tongue out of my mouth, just enough to give her something to grind against. I heard her breathing instantly quicken and had to pull away. Fuck, she needed to come so bad. I had barely touched her at all.
“Careful. The last hour has been rough. She hasn’t been able to handle anything for longer than a few seconds,” Hazai said as he slid off the bed to dig for more toys in the end table drawer .
“What should we do with you, Lilith?” I asked her, and she looked at me. Her moss-green eyes were burning with a manic sort of lust. I pulled back and looked at how much her pussy had soaked down her ass. The green light from the fireplace danced along her skin, illuminating how wet she was. Suddenly, I had an idea.
She was so worked up; now would be the perfect time to claim her ass if I wanted it.
Let’s be serious.
Of course I wanted it.
I wanted every piece of her, forever. She saw the look on my face and squirmed.
“What are you going to do to me?” she whispered, and I smiled at her, maintaining eye contact as I spoke to Shem.
“Is that anal training kit still in there?” I asked, and her eyes widened. Shemhazai rummaged around in the drawer for a moment before letting out a triumphant ‘ Ah ha! ’
“Sure is,” he said, crawling back up on his side of the bed and handing it to me.
“I would ask you if you’ve ever done anal before, deathtrap, but I already know everything about you. We’ll start slow. You’re going to love it, trust me.”
She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, then nodded. She knew there was no point in fighting it. I think she even knew on some level she was going to like it. She was so fucking turned on right now. I don’t think there was much she wouldn’t let me do to her.
She looked so fucking delicious spread out before me. Knowing that she was truly all mine made my dick so hard it fucking hurt.
I could feel my control slipping as I thought of all the things I wanted to do to her now that I had her here. I ran my finger gently over her wet, puckered ass and felt my cock twitch as she squirmed beneath my touch.
Fuuuckkk.
I just wanted to ram myself into her and stuff her so full she screamed, but not yet. She wasn’t ready. I needed to take my time with her. I didn’t want to break her, which was new for me. I didn’t understand why, but I was too far gone to question it.
I looked down at the sleek black case Shemhazai had handed me and popped it open. Inside were three chrome anal plugs topped with onyx. I held up the smallest one for Shem and Lilith to see and pursed my lips.
“What do we think? Start with the smallest one?” Lilith nodded, but Shem looked unsure.
“I don’t know. I think she can handle the medium; it’s only an inch wider, and we can make sure she’s relaxed.”
“Guys, please…” Lilith looked worried. I reached out and stroked her face.
“Don’t be scared. It’s going to feel so good. I’ll make sure you’re warmed up. Plus, it’ll feel amazing when I fuck you while this is in your ass.”
“Yeah, definitely go with the medium. You’ll feel it more,” Shemhazai agreed, giving me a devilish smirk.
“Alright, medium it is. Hazai, pull her legs farther back for me,” I ordered, and he diligently went to kneel by her head. He pulled her into him so her head was resting in his lap, and he wrapped his hands around her knees, pulling her legs toward him until her ass lifted off the bed.
She was spread before me like a fucking feast, and I was ravenous. I couldn’t help but lean forward for a quick taste. She gasped as I locked my lips around her clit, sucking softly in a quick but gentle pulsing pattern.
“Ah, ah, ah!” she cried out, and I forced myself to stop. She was way too close, and I didn’t want her to finish until I was buried deep inside her. Shem chuckled and stroked the side of her face, looking down at her fondly.
“I can’t wait to watch you come, sweetheart. I feel like we’ve both earned it at this point,” he murmured, brushing her hair out of her eyes.
“Ready?” I asked her once I pulled away. She looked unsure, and I reached forward to fondle one of her breasts. “You need to relax into it, or it will hurt. I can’t force you to relax, but it’s going in one way or another. So when I ask if you’re ready, you better be ready, deathtrap.”
Her pussy let out another rush of wetness, and I smiled.
She wanted it so bad.
Despite how wet she already was, I had the sudden urge to spit on her. I watched as the thick drop of saliva hit her clit. Almost reverently, I worked the saliva into her, mixing us together until she let out the most beautiful little moan.
Once I was satisfied, I inserted the tip of the chrome plug into her cunt, getting it wet with her own juices. Who needed lube when you had such a perfect pussy to dip into?
I pulled out the plug and gently stroked it up and down her soaking-wet slit a few times, and she shuddered beneath me. Finally, I pressed the tip of the bud into her ass and paused.
“Breathe, Lil,” Shem instructed, reaching forward to roll one of her nipples between his fingers. I began to apply pressure, and she gasped, tensing at the new sensation.
I ran my thumb over her clit and made soothing sounds as I continued to apply more pressure. “Shh, just relax,” I murmured, and she did. She took a deep breath in through her nose and let it slowly out of her mouth as Shem and I continued to leisurely stroke her through it.
“It hurts,” she panted when I was about halfway in. This was the thickest part; it was going to hurt a little bit.
“I know, you’re almost there, deathtrap, just a little more, and we’re done.”
“You’re doing so great, sweetheart; you’re taking it so well,” Shem praised her, and I leaned forward, pulling her clit into my mouth again. She moaned as I pulsed her clit between my teeth and finally slid the rest of the plug in.
Her ass sucked it right out of my fingers, and the stopper prevented it from going all the way in. I leaned back and admired my work. She looked fucking stunning with a gleaming back jewel planted between her ass cheeks.
“Good fucking girl, Lilith,” I murmured. I undid my pants, and Shem lowered her hips back down to make it easier for me to position myself against her entrance. She looked up at me, her eyes glassy with pleasure and need. She swallowed, and I smiled as I carefully began to press into her.
Shem clicked on the wand again and slowly slid it down the front of her body as I eased into her, inch by inch. She had been tight when I fucked her on the train, but now with the plug in her ass, she was squeezing my cock so fucking hard I wasn’t sure how long I would be able to last.
“Do you know what good girls get?” I asked gently as I rocked in and out of her. She moaned and swallowed thickly. I could feel her cunt begin to clench around me just as Shem touched the vibrator to her swollen clit.
“Good girls get to come,” I grunted, nodding at Shemhazai. He gave me a wicked grin and pressed down as I thrust into her. She was coming in seconds. I watched hungrily as her nipples pebbled and her entire body contracted with pleasure. She screamed until her voice cracked, and I slammed into her over and over.
“Again,” I snarled, tilting my hips so I could better hit that spot I knew she loved so much. Shem clicked up the frequency on the wand and pressed it back against her, forcing her to come around my cock a second time.
“Fuck, Ramel, I think we can get one more out of her,” he said. “Can you give us one more, Lil?” he asked, but she was too lost in an endless sea of pleasure to answer him. I reached around and pressed on the plug in her ass as I thrust into her harder, my strokes turning more and more ruthless. Shem abandoned the vibrator and switched to his fingers. He pinched her clit and tugged it in an increasingly quick pattern until she was screaming my name.
“That’s it, Lilith. Come all over my cock,” I demanded, and she did. She squirted all over me, and I exploded inside her, grinding her hips against me through the final throes of her orgasm until we were both completely spent.
I collapsed on top of her, and Shem moved out of the way. She panted and gasped against my ear as I gathered her into me. I bit her on the shoulder so hard she cried out. I kissed the bite better, then bit her again.
“Mine. You’re fucking mine,” I snarled into her, and she shuddered beneath me, her body still rolling from the pleasure we had given her.
I was so fucking gone for her it wasn’t even funny. I stretched out on top of her and turned to look at Shem, who was watching me with an amused look in his eyes .
“I hope this meeting goes well, or I have a feeling we’ll be going to war.” He smirked.
I gave him a devious grin, tucking a still-trembling Lilith under my arm. She slumped against her restraints and curled into my chest like the good girl she fucking was.
“Damn straight,” I agreed. I would tear Heaven apart with my bare hands if Yahweh tried to take her away from me.