“Rami.” Our voice is a touch deeper with a hint of something else, something otherworldly, in it.
Stepping to the side, I make room for Rami, and he walks in. It’s clear he wants to fight us, but he’s under our spell now and he can’t deny us.
“My grandmother will come looking for me,” he says, surprising us with his strength.
“The cunt isn’t strong enough. Besides, she'll be pleased to be done with you.” The lie rolls off our tongue too easily.
“Don’t fucking talk about my grandmother like that. And you lie,” he snaps. His little bout of power causes our hold on him to slip, but we quickly regain control and our composure. There’s no way he can know of our failure to control his grandmother. We thought we finally had her when they got in the argument that led to Rami running away. However, the little she-demon prayed and broke our hold on her.
But now we’ve been blessed with a second chance.
Feigning nonchalance, we wave our hand to blow off his threat. Now to show him who is really in charge here. “Let her know you are catching up with friends and will come home later.”
The command rolls off our tongue, and we watch gleefully as he does exactly as we demand. It only takes a few moments before she replies, wishing him to have fun and be safe.
“Now you’re mine to do as I wish.”
The defiance in his eyes is sexy, but it won’t last long. He’ll open up to us prettily, just like we’ve always wanted.
Rolling our wrist, we twist our fingers to form a sigil. The air in the shop thickens with the show of power. Rami is too weak to fight it and falls to his knees, looking up at us with wide eyes. I grip his chin roughly, running my thumb along that pouty bottom lip.
How easily it’d be to force him to take my cock within him at this angle. To watch him become wrecked until he’s addicted to our cum, beckoning for more.
But Abraham doesn’t wish to enslave the sweet Rami. So, we shall break him first until he’s begging for our cock to split him in two. Because it’s only a matter of time before he is.
“In time you will stop fighting us. You will accept me as Abraham has.” The promise acts as a warning as well, to allow him to glimpse his future with us.
His eyes widen in realization that I am now a we, that Abraham is no longer in control. “What have you done to Abraham?” he says through clenched teeth.
Something flutters in my stomach, and I want to cup the precious man to me and protect him. Abraham.
I rub the center of my chest where I feel him strongest to lull him and show Rami where he is. “He is here. He too was unwanted by everyone else around him. And now we are stronger than ever. You will be mine, Rami.”
“I will never be yours.”
Our brow raises high on our forehead, inspecting Rami closer. Despite the fear filling the space, his heart thumps normally. As if it’s immune to our power. As if he’s being protected. But without the diviner’s necklace, how is it possible?
“Who dares to steal you from me?” I growl, bending forward until my bared teeth are inches away from his face.
Rami attempts to hide the truth from us, but we shake him roughly. Our power infiltrates his mind, forcing the word to leave his lips. A name I thought I’d never hear again. “Adriel.”
Impossible.
But the conviction on his face assures us that he’s telling the truth.
“Very well. He can join us.” We lean in until our noses are touching. “Or die.”
Chapter 38
Adriel's POV
This time, waking up doesn’t feel like such a burden. Falling asleep next to Rami was the balm I needed all along. Even if I never break this curse, having him a part of this existence for however long he can be is paramount.
Rolling my head to the side, knowing Rami won’t be there, I still can’t help the pang of despair in my chest seeing my home empty.
Pushing upright, with every intention of finding the man who owns my heart. I can’t help but wonder—perhaps even hope—he’s gone in search of one of the toys he mentioned. A moan of pleasure escapes me as I think of how his tight hole will suck it in. I squeeze my hardening cock through my trousers, wishing Rami were here right now.
Ludo taps his foot and circles repeatedly until I bend to focus on him.
