Dark Souls Academy: The Sacrifice (Hell Dimension #4)

Chapter 16

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

DEX

B eing a Sex Demon in a large mating group suited me perfectly. I could feed until I blacked out, but I preferred my Queen’s addictive taste. We were made for each other. No one else could satisfy me like her.

“Where do you want me?” I asked Trigger’s demon just to be safe. My demon was the lowest ranking of the group, so I had to be careful I didn’t push their demons too much. I secretly liked the orders they gave anyway.

His massive form was intimidating. Her body was built for sex, so I doubted he could do any real harm, but the worry lingered. Surprisingly, no jealousy stirred within me, only raw excitement.

I may not be able to be intimate with men anymore because of my trauma, but these fuckers were gorgeous, and I could feed off them since they were connected to Ivy. Even if they didn’t taste as good. Sucking up their energy would keep me alive. It was reassuring. Both my Queen and I would be okay, no matter what.

“Lay down. And let my Dreamgirl, climb on top and sink onto your dick.” The rumble of his voice had my mate’s eyes dilating.

I eagerly laid down and Ivy moved to follow me, but Trigger stopped her. “Spit on his dick, mate. He’s been a naughty demon trying to outdo me.”

A shiver ran down my spine. The thought of her doing that had me on the edge, and she hadn’t even touched me yet.

My Queen gripped my base and without hesitation spit beautifully on the head. Once the wet warmth hit me, my cock jerked.

“Again. Make sure he’s wet,” Trigger ordered. His hand gripped her hair before shoving her toward me, removing the space between them.

We all knew it didn’t matter. My dick leaked moisture to amplify the pleasure for my Queen. I still approved of the order, though. It was sexy as fuck. The sound of her hawk-thouing all over my cock had my toes curling. I wanted to rub my slick all over her in return, but that could be another day. I was eager to see how this turned out.

“Good, now, climb on that cock, facing me. Let him use your ass as a cock warmer.” Both Ivy and I shivered at his words. The crazy mother fucker was like a sex-demon whisperer. Our demons liked it dirty. We liked to be praised, but a hint of degradation was like Viagra.

I grabbed her hips when she straddled me. Her plump ass was so perfect. I needed to bite it next time. Oooh. Or slap it until it was beautifully red. Lining her up with my cock, I almost blacked out as her puckered whole began swallowing me.

“Shit.” I couldn’t stop my groans and moans. They got worse as she sunk down. Who thought of this idea because it wasn’t a good one? My load was about to ruin this moment. Her foot slipped and her hole tightened on me with her fear. Damn, mother fucking, tight. Think of something else. Old turds, dead people, what the fuck do you think about when you don’t want to come. Isn’t that the whole point?

I think about baseball. Hating the sport always makes my control better. I winced at Alaric’s voice in my head. I just said all that through the bond. Wonderful.

I think about punching someone in the face. It makes me last because it’s a different kind of pleasure. Bones chimed in.

“Can we stop talking about this while Dex’s cock is inside of me? He’s not the only one that is about to come. Please let’s get this show on the road. Do you see how wet I am? I need your demon cock.”

I snickered at the way Trigger’s smug face turned into desperate hunger within seconds. She was going to regret pushing him. The bastard was going to slam into her dripping pussy.

Alaric, record this , I whispered into the bond, hoping only he would hear me. As the least powerful member of the group, I had little control over the bond’s reach, except when it came to communicating directly with Ivy.

What? He whispered back.

Record his cock going inside of her. I can’t see it and it’s going to be sexy as fuck.

Ivy snorted. So, everyone was listening. Great. I was ruining the moment, wasn’t I? Would she just kick me out? That thought didn’t last long. Nah, my Queen wouldn’t. She loved me.

Before Alaric could videotape anything using his communicator, Trigger charged forward. Would doing a crab walk backwards slow him down? The snarl and demand in his red eyes said no, so I didn’t move.

The next moment, Trigger was balls deep into my Queen’s pussy. She screamed and fell backwards on top of me. I made sure she didn’t go anywhere because I needed to fuck her right now.

Blistering pleasure pushed against my cock, threatening to force me out of her ass. But when Trigger began to thrust into her, my demon took it as a challenge, refusing to leave. Thank fuck because this was amazing. The ridges and movement of his head pressed her walls even tighter around my girth. I didn’t even have to move to feel like I was.

Yet, I had to move. Now. My demon rose inside of me. My skin had more shimmer to it. My long fangs, much larger horns, and spikes vibrated for my Queen. The movement was only my spikes, but I was moving so fast that it felt like every part of me was her personal vibrator.The veins on my cock formed to make what would feel like piercings hit all the right places for her. Everything I was made of was to please her.

“What the fuck is that? Did someone pull out a wand?” Trigger asked. He stopped moving and glanced around her pussy as if he couldn’t see it perfectly from where he hovered over her.

“That would be my Incubus mate vibrating for me,” she said almost in a purr. “You feel those new bumps inside of me, it’s his cock veining for his Queen. Now, what is my Envy slash Pride Demon going to do for me?”

Taunting the crazy mother fucker wasn’t a good idea, but I was here for it. I wanted to fucking wreck her. She shouldn’t be able to sit down without feeling us for a week. I ran my hand over her side, squeezed her perky breast, and put a hand over my mark on her chest.

I couldn’t see them, but I literally designed it for her, so I knew every line. The pitch black, full lips were beautiful. The bottom lip was seductively getting bit. The fangs were small, but deadly. Below it, the words were the truest thing I had ever told my Queen. ‘ I'll love every dark part of you.’

A deep growl sounded, making me shiver as much as my Queen did. “I’ll fucking show you.”

Without another word, Trigger turned into a beast. Thrust, after thrust, he slammed into our mate. It was difficult to keep up with, but I found a rhythm with him. The primal movements and desperate energy between us were almost poetic, drawing out my own inner beast even more.

I gripped her bouncing breast just below my mark and drove up into her. My finger was bruising her skin, but she’d heal from the demanding touch. Besides, my Queen liked the pain. Her pleasure through the bond spurred me on.

Losing myself in the sensation, time sped up but slowed down all at the same time. I snarled and cursed. Who the fuck created my goddamn Queen? She was so fucking perfect.

I sucked on her arousal like it was my favorite smoothie on a hot day. Her sweetness made me moan. She was my soul. My home. “You’re so fucking perfect, Queen, I can’t hold on much longer. This tight ass is a fucking force of nature, sucking me so good. Come for us, my Queen.” Glitter shot out of her pores covering us. My demon went berserk. There was nothing he liked more than our Queen’s glitter, not even the perfection that was her pussy.

She tightened on my cock. My gaze moved to Trigger’s demon form just as his eyes widened with worry that he’d bust without her. He slapped her pussy. The sound echoed around the room. “Now!” he shouted.

We all fucking listened to that command. Alaric released his load across her stomach, Bones’ come landed on Ivy’s bouncing breasts—when he had even managed to get there was a blur. Even Kain came without being touched—was that a shadow assisting him? The sight only fueled my arousal further. I thrust faster, nearing a blur of motion.

The rest of the world faded away as we chased our own gratification. This amazing moment would be in my spank bank for a long time. We all felt like one unit desperate for love and pleasure. Our mate answered our call like a true Queen did.

Within seconds, Trigger and I filled our Queen’s holes with our seed. Every twitch of her body pulled more come out of me until I was jerking underneath her. Her pulses kept coming.

I might be having a seizure, I panted out.

Everyone chuckled. We were all spent and satisfied. Except for Kain. His growls were dangerously close to being feral. I made sure not to make eye contact with him. I enjoyed living, thank you very much.

Ivy’s sleepy head turned toward him to flip him off and wink. She was pushing all the demon’s buttons today.

My eyes went wide as Trigger shifted back to his more human form, and I felt the way both of us grew soft inside her. How in the H.E. double hockey sticks were our dicks soft? We had some of her come. They should have been hard for at least an hour.

Believe me, I knew that too well. One of my torturers used to taunt me, saying that I enjoyed her rape sessions because my dick was hard. Being a slave to someone else like that was something I didn’t wish on anyone. Except for Lucifer himself.

My hands trembled at the thought before I could suppress them. Flashes of being restrained and… I closed my eyes tight to force the thoughts away. I focused on the slice of heaven above me.

“Get off, Trigger.” Ivy’s slightly frantic voice told me she caught onto my distress. The fact, she worried about me where so many others couldn’t care less helped clear my mind. She pushed Trigger gently until he rolled over to plop on the bed.

Her body lifted off me in seconds, but she left her hands on my sweat drenched chest. Her pink, sated eyes asked if I was okay. I nodded. How could I not be with an angel like her?

Nothing could change the past, and we had too much shit to deal with. I just hoped she meant it when she promised to let me have my vengeance on all the assholes who hurt me. I fucking salivated at the revenge images that played in my dreams.

Killing Tracy and fucking Bart while in the dungeons had helped me sleep at night. The feeling of freedom it gave me was truly a gift. I deserved that feeling again. Both my Queen and Alaric were showing me that I mattered. Even my new bond brothers were slowly helping me. This was my family, and to officially be worthy of them, I needed to burn my past. Literally.

We all deserved our happily ever after. Alaric told us about it once Bones started asking questions about his fiction books. Well, kind of fiction. Some of them were true stories of people in different dimensions. I didn’t understand how it worked, but I did like the sweet endings. I was determined to give us all one because if scum like me could matter, this family of mine certainly did.