Chapter 5 #2
He sighed and twirled the bottle so the demon face looked at me. After so many drinks, it creeped me the fuck out. “This is a Kami,” he announced, all ominous-like.
I turned the bottle away. “An ugly bottle with an addictively sweet center?” I pinched his cheek and then squealed when my elbow slipped off the table and I tumbled into his chest. “If you’re trying to tell me what you are, it’s not working,” I said, my words muffled by his shirt.
He frowned as I fumbled against him, but he didn’t push me away.
Instead his arm wrapped around me and pulled me in close as he leaned against the corner of the small room.
I’d never seen him like this, so distant and depressed.
“My memories came back when you brought us here.” He glanced down at me, his once silver eyes now held an unmistakable red glow that I’d only seen in places of dark magic born of suffering—my Blood Stone and Dante’s dagger.
“I’m a Japanese demon, Koneko-chan. One from the lower levels.
This isn’t even my body—it’s my prison.”
I stared at him for a moment, then found that statement utterly hilarious as I burst out laughing.
“It’s not funny,” he chided as he pushed me off him and grabbed me by the shoulders.
“I’m a demon. Don’t you get what this means?
Dark magic created this body and one day my true form is going to escape.
I was never supposed to leave Hell, but before I became human all I cared about was power.
I scoured the damned souls until I found the prophecy that led me to you.
I wanted to use you and that was wrong. I’m a danger to you, Lily. ”
“Kaito,” I said as I steadied myself against his chest. The world around me spun but I had never felt more grounded.
“It doesn’t matter how we found each other.
You were a monster, so what? So am I. I’m the freaking Princess of the Underworld, or did you not hear what the other Demonspawn were saying? ”
He blinked at me a few times before thumping his back against the wall again. He brought his knees around me as I crawled up and rested against him. “Then we’re both screwed.”
I ran my fingers up his neck and traced the lines of his tattoo up his cheek. Warmth emanated from it and I recognized the dark magic now that it had come to life. “So there was a prophecy about me, huh?”
He nodded. “Ancient witch spirits said your name over and over again—your demon one, that is. Some can see fragments of the future and they all repeated the same vision.” He brushed a strand of hair away from my face and tucked it behind my ear.
“They said that your chosen would rise and claim the ultimate power. I wanted to be one of those chosen, Lily. I infiltrated Fortune Academy and tricked Dante. He brought you to the Academy because of me.” He swiped a hand over his face. “All of this is my fault.”
I grabbed his wrist. “No, Kaito. You can’t look at it that way. You’ve changed, haven’t you? Do you still want ultimate power?”
He looked me in the eyes and I saw nothing but love, adoration, and raw pain. Whatever monster he thought he was, what he had once been, it was long gone. “All I want is you.”
I smiled. “Then that’s all that matters, because guess what, Kaito…” I leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips before whispering my next words between us, “You have me.”
He kissed me back, but then turned away and sighed. “It’s all too good to be true. I mean, look at me. What if my real nature is trying to come out? What if this change in me is just temporary?”
I trailed my fingers across his cheekbones. “You mean your eyes?” They’d once been silver, but now the red glow reminiscent of the power of Hell and suffering looked back at me. “Does it hurt? I mean, did coming here do anything permanent to you?”
He threaded his fingers through mine, matching my gaze as if he’d just noticed that I wanted to comfort him and touch him and give him everything I had to give.
“Just the restoration of some of my memories, I think,” he said as he kissed my knuckles.
“And I feel warmer than usual, but it’s not unpleasant. ”
I chuckled as I ran my fingers through his hair. The blue flames tickled over my skin, but didn’t burn me. “It’s a cool look. I hope it stays.”
His features softened. “You really aren’t fazed by this, are you?”
“No,” I decided. “We’re in Hell, Kaito. Not much can top that, not even you turning out to be a long lost Japanese demon.”
He smiled, and this time it was a real smile that reached his eyes. “Come here,” he whispered and I gladly obeyed, leaning in to taste him and indulge a kiss that made my whole body tingle with energy.
The air warmed all around us as his hands roamed my body, exploring me as if it was the first time. He kissed my face, my neck, and then pulled me over him so that he could bite the cleavage of one of my breasts.
I watched him as he explored me, fascinated by the growing lust in his gaze. My succubus side remained dormant as if sated with all she had indulged, but another part of me responded, one I didn’t expect to come out and play.
My Demonspawn side.
My fingertips turned black and dark lines threaded over my body, betraying the demonic blood that ran through my veins. Embarrassed, I tried to turn away, but Kaito gripped my chin and forced me to look at him. My world hazed over in red and a whimper escaped my throat.
I knew what was happening. I felt it on some deep, spiritual level. Being in Hell only brought out the worst in me, just like it was doing to Kaito. I feared I’d lose myself to it if we stayed here for too long.
“Why are you ashamed of this part of you?” Kaito asked, taking one hand to my lower back to pull me closer to him. With my legs spread and only the thin barrier of my underwear between us, I gasped when the erection under his pants offered me delicious pressure.
“I don’t want to be a monster,” I admitted.
He growled, showing teeth that transformed to sharp points and his eyes blazed with blue flames. It should have terrified me.
Instead, it gave me a powerful thrill that made me want to see what would happen next.
“We can be monsters together,” he said on a low rumble as he took my hand and yanked me hard, bringing my face close to his. His free hand worked at his pants zipper and freed his dick. He pushed aside the fabric between us and entered me, making me hiss as my wetness coated his cock.
“Kaito,” I said on a gasp.
He guided my hips, rocking me over him as pleasure threatened to block out any formation of thought. The alcohol burning through my body gave the world a pleasant haze as Kaito gave me the illusion of control while he instructed my movements, taking his role as my mentor to a whole new level.
“No more talking,” he demanded, giving his hips a light thrust that made me suck in a breath. “Show me what kind of monster you really are.”
I realized that nothing bad could happen here if I let go. We were already in Hell, so what damage could I possibly do?
“You’re right,” I whispered as I lost myself to the steady beat of the music all around us. The vibrations ran through me and melded with our building pleasure, growing in tempo as I growled and took control over my Virtue.
Claws extended from my fingertips and I showed my teeth as I let go of my guilt, my constant worry, and everything that held me back.
All the color leeched from my vision as my world turned black and red, all except for Kaito’s blue flame that ran over him like a silhouette.
He threw his head back as I rolled my hips, using him for my pleasure in a way I knew he liked.
He let go of me and braced himself between the wall and the table, giving me all the power.
“Fuck,” he breathed as I worked myself to new heights.
While our bodies merged our deeper, darker souls danced, sending black sparks out in all directions that sizzled against the walls.
If anyone dared to walk in on us now, I suspected they might burn, but I didn’t care.
We were in Hell. Burning was to be expected.
The tattoo along Kaito’s cheek blazed hot and I poured my strength into it.
That was the only weakness that could break the seal of this mortal form over his dark, demonic spirit.
Kaito had called it a prison, but this was his sanctuary.
For once, he could set aside all the things demons craved and live life as a mortal—as one of my Virtues who could redeem their past.
I decided right then and there that I would help Kaito redeem his sins, no matter how bad they might be. If he could be forgiven, then perhaps there would be hope for the Princess of Hell too.
Stinging, fiery red ropes wound around us as I bound us together. I wouldn’t lose him, not to Hell or anything else.
I knew Kaito wanted this, but the darkness in him fought it and he flipped me, slamming my back against the table as blue flames danced across my skin. Our shot glasses shattered and the sickly sweet alcohol evaporated against the heat of our passion and rage.
“Keep going,” he commanded even as he draped one of my legs over his shoulder and rammed into me deep, making me cry out. “Bind me to you, Koneko-chan. Bind me to this life and to your mate-circle forever.”
This was different than when we had sealed our connection in the Virtue bond. This was between two demons, two dark spirits who understood Hell’s suffering and yearned for redemption.
I clawed my fingers into the table, sending splinters flying as Kaito ravaged me and the burning binds of my magic wrapped around us.
I bound his wrists and his ankles, then finally one rope wound around his neck, but he didn’t stop.
He pounded into me harder and harder until I thought I would explode.
His eyes blazed with red and his spirit released a screech of rage, but still, he didn’t stop.
The internal battle fascinated me and brought tears to my eyes. “Kaito,” I whispered, heartbroken that he had struggled with this for so long. Determination made my jaw clench. “Tonight, we bear our suffering together.”
I gripped my Blood Stone and drew out the power I needed to finish the job.
Heat exploded in the room and billowed my hair away from my face.
The powerful flame reflected in Kaito’s eyes as his pupils blew wide.
He released a roar, one that went through my body and filled my soul as he gave me everything and I opened up to him, my pleasure matching his as I shattered into a thousand tiny little pieces.
Together, we lost ourselves to the fires of Hell.
And together, we would find redemption in each other’s arms.