Here he is, the right hand of the devil, making him a very alluring specimen indeed. But there is one more powerful.
I rest my hand on his hairy chest and shove him hard, moving him from my path. He throws his hands against his chest, his eyes wide with shock at my bold actions. I slide my ass up and onto the devil’s throne and run my fingers along its arms.
“What are you doing?” Mastyx’s eyes darken. “You can’t sit there; no one can.”
Yes, I can, I think to myself, letting him read my mind—words from the ancient book filtering from my head into his.
I see all. I know all. I own all.
The devil’s rules play on repeat, over and over again. The last line of his list of rules may be my favorite yet. I push the memory of the words into Mastyx’s head, letting him read them.
The chosen may sit on my throne and call to me, letting their desire be known.
I run my fingers down the length of my tail, its smooth, hot surface sending a wave of pleasure through me as I thrust it inside my pussy and slide it in and out, moaning.
Mastyx’s eyes fill with fire, and his cock bursts into flames. The desire he feels for me here multiplied tenfold.He takes a step toward me, and the massive onyx hand of the devil strikes him in the chest, knocking him back several feet. The Prince of Darkness, his skin entirely black like high gloss paint and muscles that rise and fall with heaving breaths, approaches me, his swinging cock hardening to stone.I let my tail drop from inside me and swing it up toward his face. He catches it in his mouth, sucking the tip of it like a cock.
A low throaty moan escapes his lips as I stand, curl my tail around his lower row of teeth and pull him closer to me. I dig my long, sharp black nails into his arms, drawing onyx blood and push him down on his throne. He grips my hips as I straddle him and lower myself down onto his lap before peering over my shoulder.
Mastyx frowns at us from his hands and knees, forced to bow and watch as I ride his boss on the throne of death. I rock my body harder and faster, the devil’s grip on me growing tighter, making me feel pain for the first time. I cry out in pleasure, and he lifts me from his lap, forcing me to the ground in front of Mastyx and climbs onto my spine. His claws tangle into my hair before yanking my head back, keeping my eyes level with Mastyx. I smile at him, my tongue sliding across my lips as I pant and groan before shouting, “Harder!”
My body launches forward, my forehead cracking into Mastyx as the devil slams into me. He closes his eyes, not wanting to see the pain his boss is causing me and how much I’m enjoying it.
“Ooooopen your eeeeyes,” the devil hisses.
Mastyx forces them open, the fire in them burning with jealousy-fueled rage. The devil’s cum fills my insides like hot magma, and I screech. He grabs me by the throat from behind, holds me against his chest and murmurs, “You’re mine now, more than his.” His eyes flit to Mastyx, whose jaw clenches and fists tighten. “I take what I want, when I want. Do not forget your place.”
I reach over my head and stroke the sharp jawline of the devil as his cock slides from inside me, a trail of cooling lava spilling on the ground. Mastyx nods to him, surrendering to his boss’s will.
The devil climbs from my back and turns me to face him. “He is still your incubus, your mate, but you…” His sharp nail curls a lock of hair around my ear. “…can sit on my throne and I will take you anytime I please.”
And with his final wishes known, he dematerializes between us and vanishes into a cloud of smoke.
I stand slowly and run my hands over my breasts, circling my nipples, teasing Mastyx. “Do you regret saving me?”
His tail wraps around my waist, pulling me against his chest. Claws glide up my legs before wrapping around my body and clenching my fiery ass. “Never.”
I smile devilishly at him before removing his hands from my body. “You will.”
My feet slide over shiny lava rocks, their smooth texture like sheets of silk, grazing across my soles before I sink into a deep bed of black sand up to my ankles, a dusty smoke rising around me, enveloping my lower body.
A round portal opens beside me, flames licking into our world and the next. Mastyx races toward me, his arms stretching out beyond their normal length, trying to stop me from passing through.
My newfound freedom sends a flood of desire straight to my pussy. I’ve been forced to stay with Mastyx for years, and now, I can fuck whomever I want, whenever I want, in the human world, and there’s nothing he can do to stop me.
I step into Joshua’s living room on the night of the first full moon. He’s asleep on the sectional, wearing nothing but his boxers, a bottle of whisky resting on the coffee table beside him. The remembrance card from my funeral dangles between his fingers.
Mastyx enters the room, the portal closing behind him, and grabs my arms, his sharp talons tearing into my flesh. “No. Anyone but him.”
My fingers glide down his sternum before walking down to his cock where I yank it hard, making him clench his pointed teeth. “I decide. Remember?”
He releases me, and my torn skin seals itself, stopping the flow of inky blood. I chuckle softly. “Silly Little Mastyx, you know you can’t hurt me.”
I back away from him, turn toward the doctor and run my fingers through his soft hair, my blackened veins bulging as onyx blood races through them. “I can’t wait to taste you,” I whisper.
Joshua stirs but does not wake.
The portal opens in the fireplace, and I whip my head in Mastyx’s direction. His hoofed foot disappears inside the opening. I lash my tail out and grab him around the throat, tossing him back into the room. He slams into the hardwood floor, sliding across it before hitting the wall, leaving a scorch mark and a hole. “Stay,” I order. “You’re going to watch.”
