Page 21 of Sin and Salvation

Heat and pressure built in me while the powerful current amped up another notch. I gasped and wriggled, trying to push back against Aeron’s hand, and he slipped another finger in, pumping in and out as my eyes rolled back in my head.

After the office, and Aeron’s spankings, I only lasted for a few minutes. Soon I was clamping around Aeron’s fingers, shaking uncontrollably as an actual, real-life orgasm ripped through me.

The power was too much. With a shudder, I released it, directing it at the one vessel in the room who was wide open to receive it. I felt Zane’s power in my mind as I pushed mine into him, the silvery coolness of him reaching back to me.

“Oh, my Devil,” I breathed, every limb feeling like jelly.

“You can just call me Aeron,” the hellhound said, running his fingers between my folds and bringing his hand to his mouth.

I just about dissolved when he sucked his own fingers clean, grinning down at me. Flaming sparks had flared to life in his hazel eyes, but they darkened as he looked up and away from me.

I followed his gaze, and found Zane gripping a bedpost, doubled over and breathing hard.

“Zane? What the fuck, man?” Aeron’s growl was gone, replaced with concern.

The demon gripped the bedpost hard enough that his knuckles had gone white under his dark ink.

“Well,” he said roughly, taking a deep breath, “if we had any doubts that she was a true succubus, they’re gone now.”

He’d gone even paler than he already was, which was no small feat, and the red flecks in his eyes were blazing like tiny scarlet stars.

Zane met my eyes, and a shudder ran through him. Suddenly my first non-self induced orgasm didn’t seem so important.

What if I’d actually hurt him? Terror clawed at me from inside, and I found myself scrambling off Aeron’s lap, holding my hands out to touch him, and finding I was too afraid to make contact.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” I bit off the words, a lump forming in my throat again.

Surprisingly, Zane let out a small, breathless laugh. “I’ve gotta go work this off. It’s… fuck, I feel like I just stuck my tongue in an outlet.”

With an effort, he straightened up, and strode from the room.

The door slammed behind him, and in the silence, I turned to look at Aeron.

The hellhound raised an auburn eyebrow. “Wow, you weren’t gonna share with me, huh?”

I let out a laugh that sounded as strained as it felt. “I didn’t… I don’t want to hurt any of you. It’s never been as strong as this before.”

Aeron shrugged, holding out the hand he’d just finger-fucked me with. “I don’t think you hurt him. We’ve never had a succubus in the gang before, but if you’re gonna stick around…” He gave me a devilish smile that faded when I didn’t return it, frozen in place as I was. “You’re gonna stick around, right?”

I sorted through my churning thoughts for a moment. I’d been so intent on making my money and vanishing into the night, but… despite their roughness, they clearly reciprocated my intense lust for them.

And they’d gone out of their way to make me comfortable, giving me a studio apartment even though I’d wandered in off the streets to beg for a job.

Maybe… if they took in all kinds, they’d also take in a succubus with a power-mad demon determined to take her back.

I smiled, a little sadly, then reached out and touched his hand.

The current was no longer overflowing, but I managed to push enough of my power into him that Aeron snarled, yanking his hand away.

Since Zane and I were both from the demonic family tree, I wondered if that was why it was easier to push my power into him without touching.

Aeron shook his hand, eyes sparking. “Fuck,” he hissed, staring up at me. The flames in his eyes were growing brighter…

“Fuck,” he repeated. “I get it. Gotta run this off, sugar.”

To my shock, he grabbed me and kissed me hard. I tasted whisky and my own juices on his lips before he began to shift, teeth lengthening into flames, black fur sprouting from his cheeks—

A massive hellhound hit the ground on all fours, fur bristling, and I hurried to grab the door. Aeron galloped after Zane, his muscles bunching as he pushed himself to the limit, and I found myself suddenly alone and staring after them.

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