Chapter 7
The iron poker clattered noisily to the ground as my eyes bounced between Kaito’s dick and the violent sex still going on the screen.
Kaito and Azra had sex.
I think that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
No, seeing Kaito jerk off to it is even hotter.
Oh gods, I need to cross my legs before he sees what this is doing to me.
“Lily, fuck. I’m so sorry. You weren’t supposed to find out like this,” Kaito said as he launched to his feet.
The motion only served to make his gorgeous cock jut out, displaying it in all its veiny glory with precum dripping down the tip.
My tongue flashed out over my lips.
“It’s… um, that’s…” My words still weren’t working.
“It’s not what it looks like,” he said, rushing to the television to press the power button.
I somehow remembered how to make my legs move again and I grabbed his wrist before he could switch it off.
“Don’t you dare turn that off,” I commanded as a fresh, raw wave of hunger ripped through my stomach.
He went motionless as my other hand fell to his cock, needing it inside of me as soon as possible.
I was going to climb him like a tree.
The only thing that stopped me was the strange silver veins that glowed underneath his skin. His horns seemed larger and then a shadow passed over me.
I glanced up, stunned to find that Kaito had… wings.
Not demon wings.
Angel wings.
“Kaito?” I asked.
He gently flapped them, sending an aroma wafting over me of heat paired with floral scents I couldn’t immediately place.
He groaned and I realized I was squeezing his dick, but I couldn’t bring myself to let go.
“They only come out when I’m aroused,” he said through clenched teeth. “Fuck, Lily. I’m sorry.”
Why did he keep apologizing?
I opened my mouth to speak, but words still didn’t seem to be working for me.
So I decided to use another method of communication.
I knelt, never looking away from Kaito’s powerful gaze as I wrapped my lips around the thick head of his cock.
And sucked.
He cursed as he flinched under the effects of my tongue. I tasted his slit, humming at that unique sweet flavor that seemed familiar.
He’d always helped me ground my demon side with his cum.
But this was different.
From what logical parts of my brain that were still functioning, I deduced that he had mate-bonded Azra and that’s why he was displaying angelic elements.
What I couldn’t understand was why he seemed apologetic about that.
It was one of the hottest fucking things I’d ever seen.
I used both hands to stroke him, then I pushed against his thighs until he fell back into the chair he’d been using.
The back was low, allowing his wings to rest over it.
“Lily, you don’t have to—fuck,” he said, then stopped when I resumed my position. He clenched his grip into the roots of my hair and angled my mouth over his dick. He jutted his hips, ramming his cock down my throat.
Whatever state he was in, he was just as much at the mercy of his sexual needs as I was.
I wasn’t the only one deprived of power. Something had been draining Kaito, too. That’s why I’d noticed something off about him.
He’d been giving his magic away, perhaps to Azra? He’d told me that my other mates were Lucifer’s prisoners. Maybe Kaito was supplying Azra with enough magic to survive whatever ordeal he was experiencing at Lucifer’s hands.
Which meant that he needed more power, and while jerking off wouldn’t produce a great source of magical energy, it could work in dire circumstances.
He should have gone to Logan, I thought grimly as I desperately swallowed his cock as far as I could go.
If he was this apologetic about being involved with Azra, then he was probably keeping his distance from Logan for my benefit.
Did my mates really think I expected to keep them all to myself?
We were a unit.
A family.
We should all be there for each other.
So I desperately tried to show him that this was okay. I wasn’t upset with him.
In fact, I was glad he’d found what he needed with Azra.
Although, I never would have guessed it. The two were always at each other’s throats.
But perhaps now I understood why. It didn’t come from a place of ancient hate between angel and demon.
They… liked each other.
His cock throbbed underneath my attention, encouraging me to continue.
He was too big for me to take him all the way. Either he’d grown in size, or I’d lost some abilities gifted to me by my succubus side.
It only made me more determined.
The sounds from the television made me up my pace as Kaito attempted to apologize again. In the background, Azra groaned as the sound of Kaito’s body slapped against the angel, fucking him with ruthless thrusts I’d never experienced from him before.
I wanted him to fuck me like that.
I gently bit him in reprimand when he tried to apologize once more, making him curse for a whole new reason as a gush of that sweet, sticky taste rewarded me.
That’s better.
Perhaps I needed to be more aggressive and assertive to get Kaito to open up to me.
He had darkness inside of him. Darkness I thought he’d shared with me.
But I’d only received a piece of him, and as I climbed on top of him, I was determined to convince him to give me all of it.
“Lily, I’d never hurt you. You know that, right?” he asked as he brushed his fingers over my jaw.
I paused as his angel wings began to flicker out of existence.
He’d said that his wings only came out when he was aroused. So was he forcing himself to close up just to be gentle with me?
Fuck that.
“How many times have you fucked Azra?” I asked. I clawed my nails into his thighs and rubbed myself over his cock.
He swallowed when he realized I wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
It was time to change tactics. Perhaps it was better if he thought I was angry.
I needed to get him to let go of all the hesitation and his damned patience.
I needed him to reveal his secrets.
He went still underneath me as I continued to grind myself over his length. “T-Twice,” he managed to say. “Once at the Academy. And again during your coma—when I was a prisoner.”
It was obvious from the recording that Kaito had been tortured.
Had Azra tortured him?
Lucifer?
Someone else?
And how did it end with Kaito ramming his dick up Azra’s ass?
Damned secrets, I thought with a wave of anger.
I ran my fingertips over his gorgeous face, looked into his red irises rimmed with a circle of silver, then slapped him as hard as I could.
His face lashed to the side, forcing him to watch the television.
He tried to turn back to me and his mouth opened, likely to utter another apology, but I grabbed his chin and forced him to look at the screen. “Keep watching, Kaito,” I ordered as I angled my hips, then positioned him at my entrance.
“Lily,” he protested as I pushed down, nestling him inside me by an inch.
“Describe what you see,” I said as I gently rocked the tip of him in and out of my opening.
It felt so fucking good. I wanted to shove myself all the way down, but Kaito was apparently into torture.
Luckily, I’d learned a thing or two about torture.
His chest heaved for breath and a glimmer of his wings returned as I continued my slight stimulation over him. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he protested.
I shoved down a little further, sending his cock pressing into my G-spot. He groaned when I pulled out again. “Did you know I had sex with Logan today?”
He glanced at me, but I pushed on his chin, indicating I wanted him to keep watching the screen.
He seemed to make himself look back at the scene. “I figured you would.”
“Does that bother you?” I asked, hoping to make a point.
“No,” he immediately responded.
I rewarded him by sinking a little deeper. I pulled myself off of him before we both got too used to the sensation. “And why is that?”
When he didn’t answer me, I slid over his cock, using his shaft to send friction over my clit.
My body demanded an orgasm and I was doing my best to focus on Kaito, but damn, the noises coming from the television were sending me over.
“Fuck,” Azra cursed.
“You’re going to come for me, Azra,” Kaito’s voice from the screen demanded. The tone was one of domination I’d never heard him use with me before.
I wanted to hear him like that in person.
When pleasure bloomed between my legs, I forced myself to stop. I wouldn’t give Kaito the satisfaction of my climax without getting what I needed from him.
He could make me come so much harder than any orgasm I would give myself. For the sake of my mates, of my survival, I needed to do this the right way.
That meant I needed Kaito to fucking commit.
“Why is that, Kaito?” I demanded again. “Why aren’t you jealous of me fucking Logan?” I leaned in so that my breasts pressed against his chest, but the fabric of my shirt prevented the friction I desired.
I licked a line over his jaw as I waited for him to respond.
Even his sweat had that floral hint of sweetness. What was that?
“Because he’s your mate,” he said matter-of-factly.
He seemed to understand I was waiting for something, because he lifted my shirt and cupped my ass.
I resisted when he tried to enter me again.
“Your magical stores are low, Lily. Fueling Hell is taking too much of a toll on you.” He sighed.
“Not to mention, your deal with Balthazar has likely resulted in your power fueling the Netherworld, too.”
Well, that explained a few things. My demand for sex from my mates was ramping up by the second. Given my current numbed magical state, it was the only source of power I could still channel.
“So why didn’t you fuck me the moment I woke up?” I asked, sending my breath tickling his ear.
Goosebumps pebbled across his skin. “I knew you needed sex to restore your reserves. I had expected… hoped, that Logan would be enough.” He squeezed my ass. “He has an excuse for his behavior. I knew you would forgive him. But I don’t have an excuse for betraying you like this.”
Betraying?