Chapter 63
“It’s showtime!”
—BETELGEUSE ,”BEETLEJUICE”
R amel melted out of the trees as Shem threw a leg over my back, grabbing a fistful of my hair again and yanking me up onto all fours.
“Oh, deathtrap. It’s cute that you thought you ever had a real chance.” Ramel smirked as he circled behind us, like a shark after blood in the water. Shem slipped the hand that wasn’t gripping my hair around my throat, forcing my head even farther back so he could look me in the face from behind.
I struggled against his hold, still hoping I could get away. If I could just get him off me, I could still maybe make it through the hour.
“Stop struggling, sweetheart, and take your punishment,” Shem growled. He pinched my cheeks, forcing my jaw to open. I squirmed as he laughed before dropping a thick string of saliva directly onto my exposed tongue.
“There, there. That’s a good girl. Now swallow,” he purred, covering my mouth and pinching my nose shut with one hand. I squealed and thrashed in his grip, feeling my hair tear at the roots, all while he chuckled softly.
“Keep her still. I’m going to take off her leggings,” Ramel ordered from behind me as Shem continued to make soothing sounds while he forced me to swallow his spit .
I kicked back with everything I had as I felt Ramel’s fingers curl into the waistband of my tights, but Shem squeezed his knees together so hard I could barely move. My vision began to fade before he finally released his grip on my face and allowed me to breathe again.
I screamed as I gulped back mouthfuls of air. “Get off me!” I snarled, thrashing against Shem’s legs. It felt good to be able to at least fight them since they were staying true to their word and not using their magic to restrain me.
Shem just laughed again and kissed the top of my forehead. “Let it out, sweetheart. Scream all you want if it makes you feel better… but you will submit.”
Ramel ripped my leggings off, and I felt cold air rush over my now-exposed backside. My thong went next, and I gasped as he jerked the fabric so hard it snapped off my flesh.
“Fuck, I never get tired of looking at this pussy,” he growled, and I felt him spread me open, exposing my most intimate parts to him. I could feel his breath against me, and my clit was humming in anticipation. Without meaning to, I felt myself strain toward him. They had trained my body to crave them, and I was suddenly dripping in anticipation. I wanted his tongue on me, and his dark chuckle told me he knew it.
“Now, now, deathtrap. We made a deal. If we caught you, you would need to submit. If you think we’re going to make this easy for you, you haven’t been paying attention.” Ramel cracked a hand against my ass so hard I screamed.
He soothed away the sting, gently rubbing the spot he had bruised before hitting me again.
“Fuck!” I cried, as he gently kissed away the burn.
“The first thing you’re going to do is suck on this cock. I’ve been wanting to feel your mouth on me for fucking days, and I’m sick of putting up with your bratty bullshit,” Shem said, his tone darker than I had ever heard it. Without letting go of my hair, he swung his leg back over me and pivoted so he was facing me, jerking me up to my knees as he did so.
Ramel reached around and unzipped my hoodie, roughly tugging it off of me before snatching up my wrists and holding them behind my back. I heard the telltale sound of metal and leather and froze. I forgot he had brought the leash with him.
He used the lead to bind my hands securely behind my back. “I’ve got her,” he said to Shem as he snaked his hand into my hair, taking over the grip on my head. Shem released me in favor of undoing his belt and dropping his pants to his ankles.
His cock bobbed in the air before me, and he wasted no time pressing it against my lips.
He shamelessly rubbed the bead of precum that had formed on my face with a dark chuckle. “Open up, Lilith. Show me that you know how to obey. ”
Ramel pressed his lips against my ear from behind and ran his fingers down the front of my body and over my clit.
“This is your chance to show us that you can be good, Lilith,” he said, dipping his fingers into my sopping wet pussy, before dragging them back up over my clit. I moaned, and Shem took the opportunity to shove his cock all the way to the back of my throat with a groan.
“That’s our girl,” Ramel purred in my ear as Shem forced himself down my throat. I gagged and choked, but it only seemed to encourage him. I squirmed and tried to pull back, but Ramel shoved my head against him harder until he was fully sheathed inside me.
“Keep it down,” Ramel ordered, using his thumb to gently wipe away a string of saliva that had pooled in the corner of my mouth. “Look how good you’re making him feel. You’re already doing such a good job.”
“Fuck, Lilith,” Shem groaned as he pulled out of my mouth before slowly sliding his cock back down my throat. He reached down and massaged my jaw gently as he fucked me. “You look so fucking good with my cock in your mouth.”
Ramel circled my clit gently as Shem continued his steady pattern, and I whimpered as the familiar burn of an orgasm started to build.
“Fuck.” Shem swore again, abruptly pulling out of my mouth. “I have to stop. She feels too good; she’s going to make me come,” he breathed, pinching the base of his dick and stepping back. I felt Ramel smirk against the side of my neck.
“Hear that, deathtrap? You almost made Shemhazai come.” He pulled his fingers away from my pussy, and I nearly sobbed in protest. My clit was on fire, and I could feel wetness sliding down my naked thighs.
“Unfortunately, you haven’t earned the right to swallow his come yet. I want him to finish in this tight little ass.”
My heart skipped a beat, and I turned my wide eyes to meet Shem’s. He gave me an evil smile.
“What did you think we’ve been training that ass for, sweetheart?” He stroked his cock twice and slid his hand around the back of my head, forcing my face down into the crispy leaves that littered the forest floor.
“Keep that ass up, deathtrap. Let’s get you ready. You’re going to take both of us, and if we’re happy with your performance, we’ll give you that reward we talked about.”
I rolled my eyes up to look at them. Shem was holding my head down, and my arms were bound tightly at the small of my back. My heart was fluttering in my chest in anticipation, and I realized that I wanted to please them. For the first time since I had been brought here, I felt like submitting to them wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.
They were staring down at me with their usual hungry sort of dominance, but as much as they wanted to own me, I realized that, on some level, I owned them as well. I had them wrapped so tightly around my little finger that they would do anything to keep me. Maybe it was toxic and fucked up, but the alternative had been a life lived completely alone. If I could give them this now, and in return, they agreed to give me a little bit of freedom, maybe we could one day get to the point where we were happy together and no longer fighting each other but everyone else instead.
I wiggled my ass in the air, arching my back for them, and Ramel and Shem exchanged a surprised look with one another.
“What was that, deathtrap? Are you asking us to fill your tight little holes?” Ramel purred, and I nodded, my cheek scraping against the sharp pebbles and twigs in the underbrush of the forest.
Ramel ran his hand down my arched back and slid his fingers over my asshole. “You’re going to take it? No matter how much it hurts, you’re not going to complain?” he purred as he began to work the tight rim of muscle, causing me to groan. I nodded my head again, letting out a puff of air. Ramel slid his other hand around my hip and used flat fingers to work my clit in the same firm pattern he was applying on my ass. Shem continued to hold my head down and stroked his cock near my face as he watched Ramel get me ready for him.
“Fuck, Hazai. You should see how wet she is.”
“I need to fuck her,” Shem groaned. “How much longer until she’s good to go?”
I felt a hot wetness drop onto my ass and knew Ramel had spit on me. I cried out as he pressed what felt like three fingers deep into me. He thrust them in and out of me slowly, taking special care to stretch me out as much as possible as he did so.
“She’s almost there. Come over here, see for yourself.”
Shem looked down at me, his green eyes swimming with an intense heat. “You’re going to stay like this for me,” he ordered, leaning down to kiss me softly on the corner of my mouth. “You don’t move unless we tell you to. Understood?”
“Yes.” I nodded, and he smiled and kissed me again. My stomach erupted in butterflies at the sweetness of it before he moved behind me, taking Ramel’s place. I heard him let out a sharp hiss at the sight of me, and I shivered as he rubbed his hand gently over my ass cheek.
“Yeah, she’s ready,” he murmured, and Ramel pulled his fingers out of me, causing me to gasp at the sudden absence. “Let’s get her in your lap, Ram.”
Suddenly, Ramel was in front of me. His pants were now gone, and he sat on the ground by my head. He grabbed me by the shoulders and dragged me into his lap, positioning my knees to straddle his hips.
With my hands bound behind my back, I had very little balance, so he steadied me with a gentle hand around my throat.
He looked directly into my eyes, tightening his grip slightly around the thick leather collar as he used his other hand to position my hips so the tip of his cock lined directly up with my entrance.
“You’re doing so well, deathtrap. Just a little more and you’re done.” He promised before running a flat tongue over my lips. Without warning, he slammed into me, and I cried out at the sudden fullness.
“Fuck,” he groaned, wrapping his hands around my shoulders and forcing me down on him harder. He rolled onto his back before sliding his hands to my hips and spreading my ass open wide while he continued to thrust into me at a punishing pace.
“Relax for Shemhazai, deathtrap. Let him in. We’re going to fill you up,” he growled, and I felt Shem rub more hot saliva over my asshole before positioning the broad head of his cock against me.
“I don’t know if I can take it,” I gasped, suddenly afraid. I was already so full of Ramel, I didn’t know if I could fit them both at the same time.
“You can take it. Just relax,” Shem soothed me as he forced himself past the barrier. “You were made for us.”
I screamed as he penetrated me, but he didn’t stop.
“I said relax, Lilith.”
“It hurts!” I sobbed as I felt myself stretch around him.
“I know. I know it does, sweetheart, but this is how you learn,” he grunted, wrapping his hand around the back of my neck as he drove into me. Ramel spread my ass wider as Shem fully sheathed himself inside me, and I was so full of the two of them I felt I might explode.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking tight,” Ramel growled as he slid in and out of me, his hard cock rubbing soundly against my G-spot with the added pressure of Shem thrusting in from behind.
“I can’t! I can’t!” I screamed, the pressure building at an impossible rate.
“You can. You’re doing so fucking well. You’re going to come on my cock, and Shamhazai is going to finish in your tight little ass.”
“Fuck, you feel incredible, Lilith,” Shem moaned, his hot breath sending chills down my spine. “Tell us you’re ours, Lilith. Tell us you belong to us,” Shem growled, tightening his grip on my neck as he slammed back into me.
My whole body was on fire. I was seeing fucking stars, and the orgasm that had been building in the marrow of my bones finally crested like a tsunami.
I screamed as they slammed into me in tandem. “I’m yours, I promise, please!” I begged, as they worked me violently through my climax.
Shem groaned, and I felt him begin to pulse in my ass just as Ramel swore and came deep in my pussy.
I was still clenching and convulsing around both of them by the time they finished, my own high lasting several beats longer.
My body went limp, and I felt like I was floating on air when they pulled out of me. I slumped against Ramel’s chest, and he gently stroked my hair out of my face, dropping tender kisses across my cheeks. Shemhazai pressed up against me from behind, laying his own bouquet of kisses across the backs of my shoulders.
“Good girl, Lilith. You did so well,” Shemhazai whispered.
“I’m so proud of you. You’re so fucking perfect, Lilith,” Ramel murmured, and dopamine buzzed through my mind at the praise. I sighed and curled deeper into them. Suddenly, I felt exhausted.
“Let’s take you home,” Ramel said. He quickly got dressed and scooped me into his arms, kissing the side of my head as Shem collected my discarded clothing. He draped my hoodie over me like a blanket and walked with us as Ramel carried me all the way back to the House of the Fallen.