Page 5 of Don't Pray


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He chuckled. The vibrations of it rumbled in his chest and through me where we were connected. He lowered me further on his cock, stretching me until it became unbearable with the burn. I screamed and wiggled on him as my body tried to reject his invasion, but he kept himself in me.

“It’s too big!” I cried again.

He paused and squeezed onto my ass with both of his large hands. His dick throbbed inside of me like a heartbeat. My clit followed the same beat, creating pain and pleasure that confused my mind. I didn’t realize I would enjoy that combination.

“Give it a second, little one,” he rumbled. He gave me the time needed to get used to his size.

Another pair of giant hands ran over my lower back and on my love handles. I turned my head and noticed a very human-looking man standing behind me. His hair was black as the starless night and cropped on the sides, which I’d seen the few Russians who came to our fallen country do. His eyes were dark—bordering on black. The shape of his face was perfect and symmetrical. His cheekbones were prominent and high. He had a sharp jawline that looked like the gods chiseled it. His nose was strong; the tip of it pointed down.

“We have human forms. But I know you don’t discriminate, seeing as how you’re dripping down Mephistopheles’s cock,” he murmured. His voice held a lilt of a Russian accent that went straight to my core that clamped on the monster dick impaling me.

Mephistopheles groaned and squeezed harder on my ass. “Time’s up.”

I gasped when he raised me until the head of his erection was left inside of me before he dropped me back down on his shaft. I screamed into the night and arched my back as he used me.

“You’re the first human in decades who called out to us,” the demon behind me murmured. He slipped his hand between Mephistopheles and me and rubbed his fingers on my swollen clit. Stepping closer to me, he pressed his bare chest against my back and pinched my clit between his fingers. He brought his other hand around and squeezed onto my bouncing breast.

“Oh god!” I wailed and arched my neck.

The demon behind me slapped my clit. The sting of it made me yelp, ending in a moan. “God isn’t here. If you’re going to call out names, it’ll be ours. Mephistopheles is the one fucking your tight pussy. When I fuck your ass, scream Legion.”

Legion curled his fingers under my jaw and turned my head to look at the other demon, who had shifted into a man’s form. He was just as beautiful as the one talking. His hair was short and brown, which had a messy look only male models did. A few days of growth peppered on his jaw. His eyes were a lighter color; I wasn’t sure if it was green or hazel because of the lack of light—other than the lightning.

“When he joins us and fucks your pussy while I’m deep in your ass, scream Asmodeus,” Legion said.

I shuddered at the mental image Legion painted. How would the two of them fit into my pussy? I could barely fit Mephistopheles.

“I want it,” I begged with a soft moan.

Legion turned my head so his lips brushed mine as he bent down. “And you’ll get it. Tonight, you’re our whore. If you survive this night with us, you’ll live a life full of riches and comfort.”

“If you want a better life, we want your pleasure and soul,” Asmodeus murmured from my other side. I didn’t notice he moved until he was next to me.

The two men held me while Mephistopheles fucked me into oblivion. One of them pinched my clit again, sending me into an orgasm that lasted longer than the one before.

I spasmed around Mephistopheles and shook my head from side to side as the pleasure became too much. Words slipped out of me I couldn’t make sense of, but it seemed like the three demons understood what I said. I arched my back and tilted my head until it rested against Legion’s shoulder.

I squeezed my eyes shut at some point, and white spots dotted behind my eyelids again. My stomach did a funny dip as if I had gone down the first hill on a rollercoaster. My knees met the cool dirt and moss while Mephistopheles lay beneath me, still slamming up into me. I snapped open my eyes and opened my mouth in shock.

I didn’t feel Mephistopheles move us to the ground.

A hand pushed my upper back until I leaned forward and was on my hands and knees. Mephistopheles slowed his thrusts and squeezed one of my love handles with one hand and my ass with the other. He kneaded the bigger parts of me as if it aroused him that I had extra weight on me.

My cheeks warmed, and my ears burned. Wetness seeped out of me and down his shaft.

I like that he enjoys my weight.

“Prepare her tight ass,” Mephistopheles ground out in his monstrous voice.

My breath shuddered out of me, and I stared down at Mephistopheles’s bull-like face. I gazed into his all-black eyes that stared back at me with hunger and possession. A thrill ran through me and I didn’t want to delve into why I liked how he looked at me.

Fingers probed my back entrance before something cold and wet dripped on the puckered hole. I gasped and turned my head over my shoulder to watch Legion squeeze the lube he procured out of nowhere.

Mephistopheles turned my face toward him with his fingers on my chin. I met eyes with him and gasped as he thrust into me with harder strokes while keeping at a slow rhythm. Legion pushed one digit into me, causing me to groan from the pressure.

Right before my eyes, Mephistopheles transformed into a beautiful man. The sides of his head were shaved, and he had black hair in the middle, pulled back in a bun like a viking. His eyes were the perfect ocean blue that reminded me of the Nordic sea, covered by crystal colored ice sheets.

Tattoos covered him. They crawled up his neck and under his jaw. With it being night and only having the rapid lightning of the electrical storm, I couldn’t make out the details of his tattoos.

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