Shem seemed satisfied with that, and he nodded, looking up at me. “You next, Lilith. Apologize for trying to run from us. Tell us you were wrong, and that you now know you belong here.”
Ramel spread my legs wider and thrust into me again, growling into my ear. “Promise us you’ll never try to leave us again.”
“I promise!” I cried out as Gabriel drew another hot wet line up the center of my cunt with his tongue. “I’m sorry I tried to run, I’ll never do it again.”
“Good girl,” Ramel purred against the wound in my throat, kissing it softly. I jerked at the spike of pleasure that shot through me as his lips rubbed against the overly sensitive flesh.
“Alright, Gabe. Make her come one more time, then you can stop,” Shem ordered, and Gabriel did as he was told.
The last orgasm was painful, but so powerful my entire body began to seize. Ramel thrust into me as my pussy pulsed around him and I felt him explode inside me, his thick cock throbbing as I squeezed him dry.
Gabriel finally pulled away, sitting back on his heels and staring at me with hooded eyes. With one hand still working his prostate from behind, Shem wrapped his other hand around Gabriel’s cock and began to stroke him firmly.
“Do you like having my fingers in your ass, Little Bird?” he asked and Gabe nodded, his chest rising and falling aggressively with each clipped breath.
“Yes, Sir,” he gasped, and Shem chuckled.
“Do you want to come?”
“Please, Shemhazai,” Gabriel begged as Shem stroked his thick, straining cock. He was so hard it looked painful. Instead of bringing him to climax, Shem abruptly pinched the base of Gabriel’s cock, causing him to hiss in agony. His eyes flew open and he glared at Shem, his chest heaving.
“Not until you say your prayers.” Shemhazai smirked at him. I could see his shoulder move slightly as he continued to use his fingers to fuck Gabriel from behind. Despite the fact that he was clearly still relentlessly stimulating Gabriel’s prostate, Shem kept his hand clamped steady and firm at the base of his cock, preventing him from finishing.
Gabriel glanced at me and Ramel, looking desperate and confused. Ramel licked the wounds on my neck again and chuckled.
“Shemhazai is your god now, and if you want him to reward you, you need to prove yourself worthy. Pray for your damnation, Gabriel.”
Gabriel met Shem’s unforgiving gaze and swallowed. I could see it was hurting his pride to submit so completely to the cat demon. Though after one tense moment, his need to find release won out.
“I am your servant. I live to serve you, Shemhazai, Demon of Chaos.”
Shemhazai smiled, and wrapped his hand back around Gabe’s thick cock, causing him to groan.
“Look at Lilith,” he purred, and Gabriel did. I held his gaze as Shem continued to pump him with a steady, firm grip.
“How did she taste?” Shemhazai asked, his voice a low, rumbly purr.
“She tasted like death and honey,” Gabriel panted. His words were clipped and strained, but he held my gaze, refusing to look away.
“Thank me for allowing you to put your mouth on my queen’s perfect cunt, Gabriel.”
“Thank you for letting me taste her, Sir.”
Shem’s smile widened. “See? I knew you wanted to be good. You just needed someone to show you the way.”
Gabriel shuddered and swallowed. I watched, fascinated, as his balls tightened, and Ramel whispered in my ear.
“See that, deathtrap? That means Shem’s new toy is going to come all over himself. He’s going to make a mess.”
Shem chuckled and increased the pace of his strokes. “Is that true, Gabriel? Are you going to make a mess?”
He nodded frantically. “Please. Please, let me come,” he begged. Finally, Shem seemed to take pity on him. “Alright, Gabriel. You may come. Show us all how much you love being used.”
It didn’t take much. After being forbidden to touch himself for centuries, I was surprised it even took as long as it did. Gabriel roared as he came, and Shem smirked as the demon spilled thick ropes of cum out and over his hand.
Gabriel shuddered as he finished, and Shem pulled his hand out of him and stood up, leaning down to kiss him softly on the mouth.
“Good boy,” he praised him, stroking his hair, then one of his feather-soft wings. “We’re going to have a lot of fun together,” Shem promised.
