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He stares at me with those beady little eyes and crosses his arms across his chest. “Well, boss, did you ever think maybe this is for the best? I mean, she is an angel after all.”
An anger flares in me so furiously that I throw the glass at the wall behind him. It shatters as it hits, and he jumps. What a poor excuse for a demon! If only good help wasn’t impossible to find. “When and if I want your opinion, I’ll ask for it. She. Is. Mine! She was promised to me, and she is perfect for me. I just need a little more time.”
He is going to try to weasel his way out of this like the vermin he is. In life on the human plane, he was one of those wannabe lowlife mafia guys who like to think they are way more important than they really are. You know the type—the dime a dozen, tracksuit wearing sheep. But I digress. And now I’ve missed half of what he was saying because I’m stuck with an idiot like him. “Look, boss. All I’m trying to say is that she just might be more trouble than she’s worth. Look at where it has gotten you so far. Nowhere.”
I can’t help myself at this point. Just who does he think he is? He still thinks like a human and thinks he’s far more valuable than he is. What he doesn’t realize is there are two million more just like him, waiting for the chance to please me and do my bidding.
Stalking toward him, I clench and release my fists, trying to quell my anger to no avail. He knows how important she is to my plans, yet he does nothing but defy me at every turn. He seems to have this misguided impression that he is in charge here. Well, I’m here to show him exactly why I’m a Prince of Hell. When I get through with him...well, let’s just say I’ll be needing one of those other demons waiting in the wings. Mico has defied me for the very last time. And damn, I need to let off some of this pent-up anger. First, because the troublesome traitor, and holier than thou twosome, and now him. This just isn’t my day.
Mico backs slowly to the wall with his hands up. “Whoa, my liege. I...I think there has been some kind of misunderstanding. I…I now see the error I made. It…it was just a lapse in judgment. Of course, you’re right…you’re always right. She’s your perfect mate. I won’t ever doubt that again. Just...just let me prove it.”
Narrowing my eyes at him, I stalk forward. I circle my hands and chains appear from the wall behind him. Before he knows what’s going on, I restrain him to the wall with my power and summon a knife in my hand. “This is not the first or even the hundredth time I have reminded you not to speak out of turn. Hmm...maybe I’ll start with your tongue.” I wave the knife in front of his face as it goes white. Who knew a red-scaled demon could turn white?
Waving the knife near his unimpressive, not even normal size manhood, I add, “Or maybe I should just start here...hmm what do you say?”
Tears stream down his face. He looks at me in fear and defeat. “Whatever you want, my prince. I have disrespected you, and I’m yours to do with as you see fit. I will make sure never to do that again.”
With an evil grin, I stab him in his junk and slowly peel back the flesh. Grinning like the maniac I probably am, I say, “Oh, of that I have no doubt.”
He lets out an earth-shattering scream and begins wailing as I finish my work. When I figure he has had enough, and to tell you the truth this is getting tiresome and boring, I plunge the knife deep between his ribcage and cut out his heart. He turns into a pile of ash before me that reeks of brimstone.
Sighing, I go over to the bar, rinsing my hands of all the inky demon blood before pouring myself another drink. “Well, that was vastly unsatisfying.” I groan again before bellowing out to Jimmy. “Get in here, Jimmy! I have a job for you!”
Jimmy enters and takes to a knee. “Yes, Your Majesty?”
“Now that’s more like it.” I pause because Jimmy is not a name for a demon that strikes fear in people. I shake my head in disgust. “Jimmy, go topside and keep an eye on my mate and those three assholes. Report back to me with anything of importance. You are now my top minion. Oh and...” I wave my wrist around at the pile that used to be Mico. “Dispose of him, please. I have some steam I need to release after the shit day I’ve had. Close the door on the way out.”
Bowing to me, Jimmy says, “Of course, my Prince, I will not disappoint you.”
I nod and grin. “You now see firsthand what will happen if you do.”
Jimmy cleans up Mico’s remains and disappears from my room. I lean against the bar and grab another glass, pouring more whiskey. Twirling my finger, I summon an image of Riella given to me by my holy ally and study her beautiful face. I knew the moment I saw her image that she had to be mine.
I get hard just thinking about her. Next time, I will drag her here. She’s been tainted by Hell and will fall to her knees in front of me.
I groan, reaching into my pants. Her dainty hand won’t fit around the girth of my massive cock, but it won’t matter. Her pouty lips will stretch nicely, and when I bend her over to consummate our union...
My demonic form breaks through my human facade, unleashing Hell inside me. I turn my back on the bar and can’t help the grin that spreads across my face at the image of my love. Between meeting her and killing a demon, I’m horny as hell.
If I can’t have my fallen angel here on her knees taking care of me, I guess I’ll just have to take care of this not so little problem myself. I lean against the bar, running my hand over the tip of my cock, spreading the pre-cum over the shaft. One of my tentacles sneaks from my pants, helping me along. Riella’s purity is something I can’t wait to tarnish. She will enjoy every inch of me, of my demon form and human cock. I can fuck every hole on her body, making her scream my name.
I stroke myself harder, moving up and down while picturing all the nasty things I want to do with my fallen angel. She’ll come so hard if I work one of the suctions of my tentacles just right. She’ll see stars for days.
Damn.
Getting closer, my thoughts wander, and I begin picturing the misguided traitorous demon and those two holy demon hunters with my soon-to-be bride. They’ll regret enjoying even an ounce of her presence. I’ll fuck her in front of them as they burn at my mercy.
I’ll—my balls tighten, and I shoot my release with a grunt, bracing myself against the quake beneath my feet.
It makes me more anxious to get Riella.
The fallen angel is mine.
All fucking mine.
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Darkness
