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I fell limp on Mephistopheles’s chest and panted into his bare shoulder as I squeezed my eyes shut. My body burned with a fire they had started and could only be put out by them. I didn’t know what they did to me to make me this needy and horny, but they needed to fix it.
Legion pulled out of my ass, and I suddenly felt empty without him stretching me. I ignored the feeling of hot liquid seeping out of my back entrance. Wet sounds of flesh on flesh made me turn my head on Mephistopheles, who held me to him with his arms wrapped around me like steel bands. Legion stroked his still-hard erection. I widened my eyes as I noticed how big he really was. It hurt for a while with him in me, but holy shit, seeing his cock made me wonder how I survived.
Asmodeus pulled out of me and stroked his cock, too. I didn’t know what they were doing and why they were jacking off instead of fucking me still.
Mephistopheles’s fingers curled under my chin and brought my face up to look into his blue eyes.
“They’re marking you as theirs, little human.” At my confused expression, his lips slowly curled into a wolfish smile. He thrust his still, very hard dick into me in shallow strokes that rocked me on his chest. I whimpered and curled my fingers into his shoulders. “You’re the first human who has survived this. All the other ones couldn’t handle it and died.”
My jaw dropped. Before I could say anything, Mephistopheles grabbed my love handles and held me still as his slow thrusts turned into rough strokes. Our flesh slapped together and echoed into the night. It was like music to my ears.
The two demons moved closer to me, and in growls, they came. Hot cum landed on my back and ass as they stroked every drop out of themselves. The warm liquid seeped into my skin and burned through my veins. Everything in me lit up, and the same ecstasy feeling took over, making my head go into the clouds.
“Oh, fuck me,” I whimpered. “It feels so good.”
Mephistopheles’s teeth nipped at the corner of my jaw, and he brought my earlobe into his mouth. The sting of his nip had my back arching, and a feral noise slipped from me.
“Interesting,” he murmured into my ear. Seconds later, he snarled and dug his fingers into my waist until it became painful. Warmth flooded into me until it wouldn’t stay inside. His cum leaked out of me and down his shaft as he pounded into me with rough snaps of his hips.
My limbs went numb, and I lay on Mephistopheles as he moved me where he wanted me. I could only cry out their names as they continued to use me as their toy to fill up. Throughout the night, I listened to them dirty talk to me while fucking me like an animal. It wasn’t just Legion who liked to spit on me; it was all three of them. It was a whiplash how they praised me and told me how good I felt, but in the next breath degraded me.
They ran their hands over my body and licked every square inch of me, leaving nothing untouched. The whole time, they growled that they wanted their scent soaked into me for others to know what I did and who I belonged to.
“We want your pleasure and soul.”
“You’re ours.”
I was theirs?
“You’re ours,” a man whispered into my ear. The deep rumble of his voice, laced with a Scandinavian accent, warmed everything in me. I shuddered as warmth pooled low in my belly, and an ache filled me. Knuckles grazed over the silky skin of my cheek, trailing down to my chin. “That is the exchange.”
A shrill alarm woke me up from the dream. Something vibrated near me on the soft mattress I lay on.
I drew my eyebrows together. Blinking awake, I turned my head over my shoulder to where the sound and vibration came from. Light filtered from windows that were too bright and startling. It took me a few seconds to realize I didn’t recognize where I was.
I jolted up and swept my palm over the bed to quiet the alert. Slipping my hand under the pillow, I felt something hard and grabbed it. I fumbled with the new-looking cell phone and turned off the alarm.
I stared at the phone in my hand, bewildered that it wasn’t damaged and eroded with rust.
Cell phones weren’t a thing for most people—especially for women. The old rich men who ruled the country had that kind of luxury.
I blinked. Peeling my gaze from it, I peered around the room I woke up in. It was a giant open-spaced bedroom that looked like it came straight from the wealthier areas outside my small town in Michigan. On one side was an opened double French door that led to a balcony with cream-colored lace curtains pulled aside that blew in the gentle breeze. Near the doors were lounge armchairs and a sofa as a designated sitting area for a group of four people. In the corner was a breakfast table with two comfortable-looking black chairs.
Across the room were dressers and a vanity with a mirror. A large flat-screen TV hung on the wall. Underneath it was a fireplace that looked clean and never used. There was a door that most likely led to a joined bathroom. If I were to guess, the restroom would be just as luxurious as the bedroom.
Everything seemed expensive and grand. None of it reminded me of the collapsed world.
I shot off the bed and ran my hand through my hair. Hair that wasn’t tangled or coarse from being unable to wash or brush it for months. I threaded my fingers through the silky strands and pinched a section, bringing it in front of my face to stare at it, perplexed.
Did I . . . Did I get what I prayed for?
I swallowed to wet my suddenly dry throat.
Was the old world still a thing, or did I turn back time? Or was I brought into the old world before it collapsed? Did the demons—
Oh, my god.The demons.
I buried my fingers back into my hair and craned my neck, scanning the grand bedroom for them. Logically, I knew they would’ve stood out if they were with me. But I couldn’t stop myself from searching for them.
