Page 113 of Satan's Priest


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“Do you want her pussy or her ass, Loosh?” Daiman grunted as he continued spilling himself.

“I want her ass,” Lucien said, as if they were discussing the weather.

My eyes bugged out of my head, and I looked at the two demons. I yelped as Daiman turned us over, his dick never leaving my wet (and bloody) heat. Lucien turned around, grabbed something from the nightstand, and got to his knees, holding on to a bottle of lube.

Our eyes clashed, and I bucked back and forth on Daiman’s cock. My clit pulsed, needy and wanting to come again.

“Ohh, Loosh,” Daiman purred and held onto my waist, guiding me as I rocked on him. “She likes the idea of you fucking her ass. Don’t you, angel?”

I nodded, eager to be filled by my two demon boyfriends.

Lucien smirked and came behind me. He placed his palm on my shoulder and shoved me down so my ass was sticking up for him. I breathed hard and curled my fingers into the pillow beneath Daiman’s head. He turned his head, catching my lips with his, and speared his tongue into my mouth.

Cold liquid dripped onto my asshole, and Lucien fingered the outer ring. “Relax, little sinner.”

I released a shaky breath into Daiman’s mouth and did as Lucien said.

“Such a good little cumslut,” Lucien purred.

Daiman swallowed my groan as Lucien dipped his finger inside my tight hole. He took it slowly as he thrust his digit inside me, then added a second finger, stretching me.

“Oh, Lucien,” I gasped as he scissored his fingers in my ass.

He chuckled, and Daiman grinned against my lips.

The lube’s cap popped closed, and I tensed as Lucien removed his fingers and pressed his pierced dick against my ass. I relaxed as much as possible and breathed steadily as Lucien pushed himself into me.

Daiman kissed over my face and caught my earlobe between his teeth again, nipping it and making me gasp from the sting. He rocked his hips upward, pushing his erection deeper while Lucien dragged his shaft out of me until only the tip remained. As Daiman lowered his hips, Lucien slammed into me.

I screamed and arched my back, feeling so goddamn full.

Lucien fisted my hair and jerked back my head, holding me in this position with my tits bouncing in Daiman’s face as they fucked me.

“Are you going to tell us who hurt you?” Lucien asked, his voice cold.

A lump formed in my throat, making it hard to swallow.

I seriously didn’t want to be reminded of my dad while I got stuffed by two men.

“I-I can’t!” I sobbed.

Daiman slapped my tit, and I yelled.

“We’ve got all of eternity to do this. We won’t stop until you tell us,” Daiman growled.

They couldn’t. There was no way they could keep fucking me for the rest of our lives without needing to take a break.

Lucien pistoned into my ass, making sure it hurt as he forced himself deeper inside me. They could nearly touch each other through the thin muscle that separated them. My skin tightened, and heat surged through my body as an orgasm built. I teetered over the edge, panting and bracing myself for it.

Daiman slapped me across the cheek, and I screamed as I came.

The two demons pounded into me, groaning as they filled me with their hot cum. They never stopped moving, forcing me to orgasm until I could no longer keep myself up. I lay flat on Daiman’s chest, panting and jerking with their harsh movements.

“Tell us who, little sinner. If you tell us right now, we promise we won’t hurt you... as much.” Lucien slapped my ass and spread my cheeks apart. He spat on himself and my abused hole.

I closed my eyes. My forehead ached and my chest tightened as I thought of all the times Lucien said he’d make me regret meeting him once he found out another man had touched me. A tear slipped down my cheek and onto Daiman’s chest. He grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, forcing me to look at him with half-lidded eyes and parted lips.

“Tell us who, angel.”

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