A Demon's Horns: Vice College For Young Demons: Year One

by Marie Mistry

  “You have to want to give it to me, or it will hurt,” I whispered.

  Bane stiffened, but the wall of power within him cracked slightly, and a stream of power broke through. My power caressed the stream, charmed it into merging with me.

  By the time our mouths parted, he was panting as much as I was, looking at me enigmatically.

  “Thank you.” I turned away, awkwardly. “How are the others?”

  “Daron was discharged yesterday afternoon and Rina refused to stay beyond letting them set her nose, you’ve been out for two days.”

  “They’re both okay?”

  “They’re fine,” Bane reassured me. “You’re the troublemaker in this scenario.”

  “What happened to me?” I asked. “I remember her holding the gun to my head, saying something about teaching me a lesson… then she was screaming in pain…”

  “She’s still screaming in pain,” Aeron revealed. “Whatever you did to her hasn’t worn off yet. The healers think she’ll pull out of it in the next few days.”

  “Your barrier ring took most of the impact,” Bane told me. “Only, it cracked under the strain and a bit of the bullet ricocheted into your horn, which is why you were bleeding so badly.”

  “The healers have done their best, but your horns also started growing again at the same time, which meant that the wound didn’t heal quite properly,” Aeron added.

  “So, what happened?”

  “They’ve mostly fixed it,” Bane promised, passing me a hand mirror. “But there’s a gap. They’ve given it a fifty-fifty chance of fixing itself, and a tiny piece of bullet kinda got wedged in there too, so there’s a small steel sparkle in it.”

  I angled the mirror away from me and groaned slightly. Not only had my horns gotten thicker at the base, they’d also taken on a slight wave, arching upwards at the crown of my head, then twisting and ending on an upwards flick that I thought looked kind of cute. The problem was they were now the full length of my head. Leaning back, I felt the pressure of the pillow against them. As Bane had said, the left one had a small wedge missing from it; at the top of the wedge was a small, silver coloured streak that must have come from the bullet.

  “Great,” I muttered. “And what about the exam? Did we pass?”

  “Results aren’t out yet.” Aeron shrugged. “But I can’t picture Maddox failing you when you did return with the token.”

  I rolled my eyes, yes we’d gotten the token, but two thirds of our team had been mostly unconscious when we finished and I was sure that would count against us. “So, can I leave now? These sheets are awfully itchy.”

  They both chuckled. “No, you have to stay here and look innocent in the morning when the healers get excited about your miraculous recovery.” Bane grinned his usual cheeky grin. “Be sure to practice your innocent face.”

  “See you tomorrow, Baby Girl.” Aeron leaned in for one last kiss.

  “Goodnight,” Bane added.

  “Goodnight,” I whispered as they disappeared into the darkness.

  It took me ages to get back to sleep. The prickling, throbbing pain in my horn and the pressure of the pillow against them was driving me so crazy that I never truly managed it. When the sun rose, I stared at the healers crankily.

  “No. I am leaving,” I insisted. “I don’t want your donor energy.” That was what they were trying to call some random man being summoned in to sleep with me. “I am fine, and I have exams.”

  “Miss Carazor.” The woman in front of me looked exasperated, I noted with savage satisfaction. “Your energy levels are still very low, and likely to drop further as you continue to heal your… appendage.” She seemed to hate saying the word horn, like she couldn’t acknowledge that I had them.

  “I have friends who will take care of that for me,” I asserted, swinging my legs out of the bed. “Now, if someone will fetch me some clothes. I am leaving. In fact, screw the clothes, what’s modesty to a Lust anyway?”

  I stood up, pulling at the horrible hospital pyjamas to disguise any wobbles I might have as the healers tittered.

  “Miss Carazor…” The healer tried again. “You have suffered serious injuries. I am sure people will be forgiving if your results are less than you expect.”

  I raised an eyebrow at her. “Have you ever met Calandra Pruitt?” I demanded. “I am out of here.”

  Chapter 35

  I picked up what I had, which wasn’t much, and made for the door. I’d just reached for the handle when the door flew open, revealing Kain standing there, dark skin glinting in the sunlight as he stared down the ward. I was struck by the realisation that his crystal was an almost perfect rectangle, and I wondered how I’d never noticed it before.

  “Sunshine!” he boomed, grinning like he’d won the lottery. “I brought you some clothes to break you out of this place!” He gave the head healer his puppy dog eyes, and I could see the moment her resolve melted away. “With your permission, of course, Head Healer Rezinax.”

  I rolled my eyes at him and mock punched him in the arm.

  “Mr Zenunim,” The healer addressed him with a slight smile. “I didn’t realise you were one of the friends Miss Carazor was talking about. I trust you’ll see she gets plenty of energy if I discharge her?”

  Kain winked. “As only I can,” he promised with a salute. “I’ll probably end up seeing you after rugby in a couple of days.”

  “I think everyone here would be grateful if you could manage going one practice session without breaking a bone,” Rezinax commented dryly. “Very well, Miss Carazor, I can see you’re in good hands. You may use the bathroom to change.”

  I bit my tongue to prevent myself from sticking it out at her childishly and grabbed the drawstring bag Kain handed me, stalking into the bathroom and changing as fast as I could. I groaned at what Kain had picked out.

  “Suspenders again?” I protested, “And fishnets… And purple, why does he like purple so much?” I paused. “Where’s the bra?” I searched the bag twice, only to discover that there wasn’t one. Kain expected me to go braless… I squirmed uncomfortably at the thought, and clutched my blazer over my boobs to disguise them.

  When I exited the bathroom, Kain was lazing against the wall next to the door. Several of the nurses nearby constantly snuck glances at him from around their tasks. Some of them had a knowing look in their eye when they looked at him. I felt jealousy rear its ugly head only to be crushed when I noticed he was only looking at me. When I strode up to him, he picked me up so I was at his level, and planted a kiss straight on my cheek.

  “Come on, Sunshine. There’s a whole load of people who’ve missed your sweet ass.”

  I giggled despite myself as he wiggled his eyebrows at me and princess-carried me out of the room. Halfway down the corridor, though, I pushed at him. “Let me down,” I protested. “You can’t carry me all the way back to the Tower.”

  He smirked. “Of course I can. Head Healer Rezinax was quite insistent that you not strain yourself.”

  “I’m sure she was.” I glared at the door. “She doesn’t like me.”

  Kain just smiled. “Really, it seemed as though you were butting heads like old friends when I entered.”

  I shook my head, amused with him. “Okay, so where are we going?”

  “Well, I have orders to take you to a certain snarly head of security who needs your report on the firearms incident inside the school barrier.” Kain winked at me. “Of course, there could be no alternate motive for the head of security to demand to have you alone in his office for any amount of time…”

  I groaned. “It’s not what you think…” I paused, wondering how much to tell him. “Blaze thinks I’m not ‘ready’ for that sort of relationship with him.”

  “To be fair, Sunshine, that man makes my preferences seem… tame.”

  I frowned. “What preferences?”

  His grin widened. “Oh, is my poor innocent little Sunshine Succubus getting worried about what she’s gotten herself into? Don’t worr
y, I promise to take very good care of you.” He leaned down and whispered in my ear. “I love your ass too much to ever damage it. And when I’m in there, that deep, dark, secret place that you’ve never let a cock into before… you’ll forget everything except my name and how to beg for more.”

  I shivered, my nipples puckering as Kain managed to turn me on with just a sentence. But my tall, flirtatious jock wasn’t done. “And then, when you think I’ve done everything I can to you, I’ll stuff you with a vibrating plug and make you wear it all day. You’ll be sitting in etiquette lessons trying not to come, and maybe I’ll take pity on you, or maybe I’ll leave it on and make you orgasm in front of the whole class.”

  I’d never thought of myself as an exhibitionist before, but the image Kain was painting in my mind was so dirty that I felt my panties dampen and my breaths shorten into the slightest of pants.

  “Maybe afterwards, if you’re very good and Jin is in a sharing mood, I’ll let him fuck your pussy as I fill your ass from behind. You’ll be so full of cock you won’t know which way is up, and we’ll make it feel so good you won’t walk without feeling us for days.”

  I stared up at him, reason fleeing as he adjusted me in his arms slightly, his hand groping my ass as he moved. I bit my lip to hold back a moan.

  He didn’t stop, instead he told me every dirty thing he’d ever fantasized about doing to me as we walked to Blaze’s office, and when we finally arrived I was so turned on I couldn’t think straight. I pulled Kain down for a kiss when he finally put me on my feet, and he surprised me by lifting me and pressing me against the door, holding me over the significant bulge of his erection as he kissed me back.

  Then the door opened, and suddenly I was being pressed against wood of a different sort.

  Kain looked up briefly, projecting his most innocent expression. “Sorry, Blaze. I didn’t realise this was your door. Sunshine just pounced on me for no reason.”

  I stared up at him. “You’ve been teasing me the whole way here,” I objected. “You made me so wet I can’t think, and now you’re saying I pounced on you for no reason?!” I looked at Blaze. “He’s lying.”

  Blaze just smirked, surprising us both by playing along. “Pouncing on a man is a serious offence,” he whispered in my ear. “I think we’d best go into my office to discuss this.”

  He took me from Kain’s arms, spinning me around and carrying me into a grey room with a huge desk in it. Behind the desk was a large screen, displaying the video feed from the corridor outside; as I watched, the video shrank, joining over a hundred other small videos in a scrolling display. It was the first time I’d really seen electricity at Vice, and my hands itched to find the internet and check my social media. Other than the screen, the rest of the office was mostly bare: there were a few filing cabinets along one wall, a corkboard with pins and photos stuck across it and a huge map of the campus that I studied curiously. But there was very little of the man himself besides a picture of Rina when she was younger, her arms wrapped around a white-haired, frail, old woman with a wicked smile.

  Blaze set me down on his desk and looked at me, Kain joining him on my other side. Behind them I could see a small cot meticulously made up and pushed against the wall. Beside the thin pillow, a thick book on astronomy caught my eye and piqued my curiosity. But I didn’t get a chance to ask, because Kain and Blaze were both staring at me like they had a plan.

  “How should we punish her?” Kain asked, and Blaze’s eyes glinted slightly.

  “I think the confiscation of her panties might be a good start,” he started, then seemed to shake himself, forcing the dominance in his voice back. “But you’re the victim, I suppose it should be up to you to determine her punishment.”

  “I agree,” Kain began. “But I think we should go further. I don’t suppose you have any of your legendary collection here?” He looked around the room and Blaze chuckled.

  “Desk drawer,” he instructed. “Sweetness, I’m giving you an out. If you don’t want this, tell me now.”

  I frowned, of course I wanted this. “I want you both,” I insisted.

  Blaze’s grin made me light up a little inside. “If things get too much, you will tell us immediately,” he ordered, then withdrew a set of cuffs from his belt and held his hand out for my arm. “No pretending you like it to try and please us.”

  My eyes wide, I nodded and presented one arm, watching as he expertly closed the metal around my elbow, over my blazer to prevent the cuff from rubbing my skin. Then he drew my arm around my back and attached the cuffs to the other elbow. I couldn’t move, and the position forced my breasts out embarrassingly.

  Kain came back around the desk, his hands closed around two objects which he showed to Blaze whose grin turned slightly feral. “Good choice,” he agreed, staring at my cleavage.

  He pushed my blazer down to where my elbows were bound, then started on the buttons of my shirt, making sure to brush the sides of my breasts with ‘accidental’ motions that made me writhe and wriggle in place. When he finished unbuttoning and discovered my lack of a bra, he made an appreciative noise. “I think we should make it a requirement that you don’t wear bras, Sweetness,” he suggested, reaching out and tweaking one nipple, making me gasp.

  As one, both Kain and Blaze lunged, each seizing a nipple in their mouths and proceeding to torture me in very different ways. Kain flirted, his tongue teasing the flesh around my breast before he delivered one tiny, gentle suck to the pebbled bud. Blaze sucked and nipped possessively, kissing away the small hurts and then starting all over again. The difference between the two made me crazy, and when they stopped, I keened at the loss.

  “Now to decorate these pretty breasts.” Blaze smiled, taking two tiny sets of tongs and holding them up for me to inspect. They had tiny silicone padded tips, and at the bend tiny jewelled butterflies hung downwards.

  “Nipple clamps,” Kain supplied helpfully.

  I looked at them dubiously. “Those look like they’d hurt.”

  Blaze smirked. “I’m not into pain, Sweetness. You’re going to like these and we’re going to love watching them dance as we fuck you.”

  I nodded slowly.

  “Present those breasts,” Blaze ordered, his voice deepening as Kain grinned like a loon. “Come on, lift them up for me.”

  I did as he asked, sticking my boobs up high into the air. He shocked me by giving each one a light slap and then blowing a cold, tickling breath across both nipples, watching them harden even further like he was studying a piece of art. When he was satisfied, he sucked hard on one, and I felt a strange, sharp sting that quickly faded into a deep pleasure. I panted through the intensity of the sensation, my breasts rising and falling with the motion and making the cool butterfly dance, just as Blaze had promised.

  He repeated the motion with the other clamp, and I couldn’t hold in the moan that escaped me. When I settled, Kain leaned in, grinning in anticipation, and blew across my nipples again.

  I gasped and panted, the butterflies tugging my nipples downwards slightly and increasing the sensation. I was on the verge of coming, and they hadn’t even gotten past my breasts yet.

  As if thinking the same thing, Kain reached up under my skirt and pulled my panties straight down, tossing them onto the desk and smiling at me.

  “Open these creamy thighs,” Blaze ordered, and I quickly complied.

  The men peeled my skirt back like they were unwrapping a decadent treat. When Blaze saw the suspenders, he nodded at Kain. “Good choice… they’d look better in red.”

  Kain opened his other hand. “I thought we’d decorate her ass with something red.” He showed off a red metal butt plug with a jewelled end, larger than anything I’d had before, but still not the size of my men’s cocks.

  Blaze ran a single finger down my soaking cunt, then paused to lick it. “Do you want the honour of stuffing her ass before we fuck her?”

  “I’d love to.” Kain picked a bottle of lube off the desk behind me and squirted
some against his fingers. “Now, Sunshine, be a good girl and pretend it’s my cock when I slide this into you.”

  I panted as he moved in front of me, sliding his lubricated fingers up against my rosette and then slowly pushing the lube in and working it around. He paused to coat the plug generously and then pressed it against my ass.

  The metal was cold, but Blaze lightly slapped at my breasts, distracting me. “Look into my eyes while he’s stuffing your ass,” he ordered.

  “Yes, Sir,” I responded automatically, and was rewarded by a look of pure delight on my redheaded mate’s face.

  “Good girl,” he said, holding my eyes captive as I felt the slow press of the plug sliding into me. When it got wider, Kain slowed down, fucking me a few times with it to help me adjust. I was squirming with need by the time he settled the flared end against my ass.