by Kaylee Kane
“Urken? Mafento? Are you in here? Debbie? You fucking bitch! Come out and fucking face me now, you fucking idiot!” I shouted but there was no answer. I didn’t realize how much I had inched into the room until the door slammed closed behind me. A chill went up my arms. A wave of fear rushed through me when I went to check the door and realized that it was locked.
“Oh fuck, why didn’t I think of that?” My eyes darted in all directions as I held my sickle close to my chest, ready to strike. Among the gray faces of the furniture, suddenly a pair of eyes stared back at me, making my heart somersault to my throat. I jumped a foot in the air and got into my fighting stance when I realized it was just a small child. About four or five, probably younger.
Cowering in the corner of the kitchen, she was sobbing. My brows knitted as I braved myself towards her. Or him. Or if it was a ghost. All I could see was the bruises and wounds that marked the slender body. The shoulder-length black hair draped over her neck.
“Hey.” My voice echoed in the shrill silence. The kid didn’t answer. I hovered closer and crouched down next to her. “Hey, you okay?” I grabbed her by the shoulder. When she turned around, my stomach plunged as the tiny hairs on my arms bristled. The cold black night pieced my bones. She was me. “Holy fucking shit.”
She was me when I was a kid. There was no mistaking the same eyes and lips and the nose before I got my nose job. She was me. A wave of uncanny feelings rushed through me along with all the memories of the past I had tried to bury. My head was running wild. This was too surreal. This couldn’t be real.
Her eyes widened as a terrified expression took over her face. A hollow hole burned in my stomach when I turned around and was met with a large silhouette looming over me. I couldn’t see the face, it was obscured by the dark. What caught my eye was the weapon that came swinging in my direction.
Adrenaline catapulted me to my feet. In a quick movement of an arm, I swung my sickle at the intruder yet I sliced through the air and the shadow dissolved right before my eyes. I waved the sickle through him a few times just to make sure my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me when I heard a familiar maniacal laugh booming across the room from behind me.
“Debbie?” Seething with anger, I turned around and was met with her glowing red eyes. The kid was gone. Along with the furniture in the house. I frantically turned in circles and found myself staring at my own reflection as the walls turned into mirrors.
I glared at Debbie. Or whatever the demon who had taken over her body. “What have you done to Urken and Mafento?”
Debbie’s long brunette hair cascaded down her petite waist. I searched in her face for familiarity. She still had the same button nose and the pouty full lips. Even the shape of her eyes was unchanged. She even had the same fashion sense. The only thing that had been different was the color of her iris and the demon that lived in her. It felt so strange how she could look the same but was a different individual entirely.
A low laugh escaped from Debbie’s throat. “Urken and Mafento would be pleased to know that you cared so much about them.”
“What the fuck did you do to the furniture?”
Debbie’s lips quirked into a half-smirk. “Didn’t you know I’m the Angel of Trickery? I play tricks with your eyes. Everything you saw was just an illusion.”
“How did you fucking know about the kid?”
Debbie scoffed. “Did you really think you’re the only one who can jump into other people’s mind? Guess what? I do that too.”
“So you knew black magic all the while? And you refused to save Lamora?”
“Whoa, calm down. Yeah, I know black magic but it doesn’t mean I should use it. You know I’ve always been a goodie two shoes. I don’t break the rules, unlike you. I’ve got a reputation to maintain, especially when I was dating the son of a god. I wouldn’t risk my life for some dumb bitch but now the table has turned. I’m on Andrajvah’s side and he ain’t gonna say no to a little mischief.”
An explosive sigh escaped from my chest. “Right, whatever. Now, what have you done to Urken and Mafento?”
A crooked look cast on her face. “You’ve been cursed, Tessa. There’s no way out of this house of mirrors except for one.” Her grin split her face. “You must orgasm. Only that will break your curse.” She winked at me. “Don’t say I’m a bad friend.”
My face twisted in disgust. “What the fuck do you get from this crazy shit?”
Debbie laughed. “Look, Urken and Mafento are never the targets, Tessa. Andrajvah needs the heart of the archangel for his quest, not the heart of the veteran archangels. While you keep Urken and Mafento busied–”
My eyes widened as the sudden realization dawned on me. “They’re gonna fucking attack Fallen Angels. Again.”
Debbie clicked her tongue. “You’re not a complete moron, Tessa. Maybe Urken and Mafento will help you break the curse.” The thought of their massive cocks stretching my holes made the space between my thighs tingle with need. “But here’s the catch. They might not be the same beasts as you know.” Her wry smile made so many questions whirl in my head.
When I looked up again, Debbie was gone, nowhere to be found. “Debbie!” My shout reverberated through the mirrored walls as panic arose in me. I turned in circles, looking for a way out when my eyes fell on a familiar face. I smiled in excitement but when Urken’s eyes started to turn red, my stomach plunged.
“Oh no, shit.” All the doubts I had solidified as I clenched tightly onto the handle of my sickle. I was too late.
A wicked aura bounced around Urken as his fiery crimson eyes stilled on me, our eyes interlocked in a gaze, sending a mix of hot need and fear through me. His bulging muscles stretched the material of his black tank as his chest heaved and fell. There was no mistaking he was Urken.
“Tessa…” His voice was so masculine and intimidating, making the tiny hairs on the nape of my neck bristled.
I gulped, fighting the sexual urges rising within me. It didn’t help when the memories of what happened in the dungeon flounced in my head, making my pussy tingle. My pussy was still pricking with rawness from their use.
“Tessa…” Another hot and sultry voice came from behind me. Turning around, my heart skipped a beat when my eyes fell on Mafento. Oh, Professor Mafento, my first crush since I’d set foot in Fallen Angels. He still looked as gorgeous and stunning as the first time I entered his class despite the haunting red eyes.
A sick feeling burned in the pit of my stomach for seeing them in this state. They had turned into the Agents of Darkness they swore with their lives to protect Fallen Angels from. A twinge of guilt struck me. If I had been less selfish and stopped Lamora from being taken away from the Agent of Darkness, it wouldn’t have kickstarted this vicious cycle.
“It seems that you never really learned your lesson. You ought to face your punishment,” growled Urken.
I gulped. My pussy was dripping with hot need and excitement. In the reflection of the mirrors, my face flushed and glowed in bright red. But when Urken whipped out his sword and the blade turned a bright neon green, the bile rose in my throat, knocking the air out of my lungs.
A pang of disappointment and sadness shot through me. My lips trembled as I staggered back. “What the fuck, Urken? You swore to protect me!” The conversation with Debbie whirled into my mind. Debbie vowed I would pay for what I did to her. Maybe this was the same hurtful feeling she’d experienced when she broke up with Ehreus. She was betrayed by the one she loved and now she wanted me to feel the same.
Urken seemed to have lost all his expressions when he growled, “You’re right. We’re protecting you from making a fool out of yourself.” With a low grunt, he swung his sword in my direction, slicing through the air where I had been a split second ago. I jumped back, landing on one knee as I whipped out my sickle.
How the fuck did Debbie expect me to orgasm like this? This was a fucking joke.
Before I could manage to catch my breath, I heard
the sound of a sword unsheathing coming from my back. When I turned around, Mafento’s glowing sword was high up in the air, coming for me. A yelp ripped from my throat as I held up my sickle, slimly blocking his attack. A murderous gleam flashed in Mafento’s eyes.
“Mafento, sir, it’s me, Tessa, your fucking student!” I shouted in a futile effort. Mafento twisted his sword, breaking free from my blade. “Argh!” he grunted and swung his sword mercilessly in my direction, missing me by a small margin.
“Stop!” My chest heaved and fell as I gasped for air. Even with my restored magic power, there was no way in hell I could defeat them. That’s why they were the fucking archangels and I was just a fallen angel.
Sweat scorched my eyes. I stood there and glared at Mafento, who raised his sword in the air but stopped. Oh, thank god–! The next thing I knew, Urken’s sword blurred in my direction. I tried to block it with my sickle but the blow was so strong. The force catapulted me a few feet back. I was midair before I crashed onto the ground in a painful thud. I lost grip of my sickle.
“Argh…” My bones felt like they had broken into a million pieces as I wrestled to get up. When their large shadow loomed over me, I got on all fours. My eyes traveled to my sickle and when I was about to grab it, Mafento stepped on it and slid it across the other side of the chamber.
A chill ran down my spine as I looked up and saw their massive build towering over me. There was no escape.
This was it. This was the end.
Was this what Debbie wanted for me? To be killed by the ones I craved for the most? How could she be so fucking cruel? Was that why Debbie convinced Ehreus and Aliuth to go save Lamora? Because she wanted Lamora to be the end of them? Wait! Debbie had said something about eliciting a powerful memory that would break the curse and bring the people who had turned into Agents of Darkness back to who they truly were.
I looked up at Urken and Mafento, wondering what Debbie said was legit. What if it turned out to be another lie? A naughty plan sprang into my mind. I gulped as the dirty fantasies of being shared and taken turns by my older professors danced in my head, turning my pussy into a slippery mess.
“Mmmm…” My moans rose in my throat as my shaky fingers reached down under my skirt and rubbed against my clit. Fire scorched my cunt. I jerked as the electric shock ran through my body. “Mmmm…oh god, I feel so fucking wet right now…” I gazed up pleadingly at the two alpha archangels, mustering the most pleading and sensual look I could manage.
Urken and Mafento traded looks and continued watching me. Shame poured over my cheeks. I couldn’t believe I stooped so low until I would finger myself in front of my own professors. The idea made my body sing with pleasure.
I chewed my lip raw as I pulled my panty to one side and rubbed my two fingers up and down the silky folds, sending the blistering heat straight to my core. “Oh shit, this is so good. Sirs, I’m getting so fucking horny right now. Please…will you please make me come?”
I caught my own slutty reflection in the mirror and had never felt this embarrassed before. God, I looked so horny and aroused right now. I continued sliding my fingers back and forth, setting my pussy on fire. “Oh, god…this is so fucking good.” My knees were getting weak. I wasn’t sure if this was working but either way, at least I’d be getting out with a bang.
I fiddled myself harder, rubbing my clit in a sweet circular motion and was about to sink my fingers into the sweet aching opening of my pussy when Urken suddenly grabbed me by the neck, lifting me off the ground. My stomach lurched as the air was knocked out of my lungs.
I was supposed to be terrified but somehow being choked like this felt so sensual it heightened my erotic need some more. I wasn’t sure if it was the intimidating look in his eyes or the tightening of his muscles but something just felt so sexy about it. My pussy wept harder in his dominance. His green veins throbbed across his lean arm as he tightened his grip in me.
I pinched my eyes closed as a needy moan rumbled from my throat. “Harder, Sir.”
Urken’s eyes widened as a shocked expression flitted across his face. Maybe it had been my imagination but I saw his eyes flashing in his original eye color before turning into bright red. Another growl ripped from his chest as he let go of me. My legs could no longer hold me so I dropped on all fours.
A confused look cast on Urken’s face. Maybe Debbie was right. Maybe it did work after all.
This was my chance.
I crawled towards Urken and grabbed him by the crotch. His cock prodded against his pants and leaped against my palm. A grunt rumbled from Urken’s throat but he wasn’t stopping me. I frantically ripped his pants off and pulled out his cock. A rush of raw lust coursed through me as I barely wrapped my fingers around the familiar girth of his cock.
His masculine musk bounced around me. Without breaking eye contact, I opened my mouth following the size of his girth and took him inside me. The spicy saltiness burst on my tongue. My mouth felt stretched and filled as he buried himself deeper into my mouth, ramming against my throat.
“You’re getting so greedy, Tessa. So needy for my cock…” grunted Urken. His body firmed up with erotic need as he grabbed hold onto my shoulders and started ramming his cock into me. His hand skimmed over my shoulder, pulling one side of my sleeve down my shoulder and cupped on my tit. “Mmm, I remember this.”
A sliver of hope ignited in me. Urken was remembering stuff. Pinching my eyes closed, I fought hard not to gag. I reached my hand down my skirt to touch my pussy that was aching with primal desire when Mafento grabbed me by the face.
Mafento’s fiery eyes were flashing with raw lust as he ripped his pants off, unleashing his erect cock that was shoved through my lips. My body was burning with erotic heat as his cock kept thrusting in my mouth. “Mmmm, ah-ah…” My moans rolled out in an endless stream, my jaw was getting sore from the steady and insistent strokes.
Urken ripped me back from Mafento’s grip and thrust his cock into me. The mix of spit and pre-cum oozed from the corner of my lips and glazed over my chin. I sucked him for a few times and then changed dicks.
I pinched my eyes closed, unable to watch myself being fucked in the mouth by my older professors in the mirror. I focused my mind on sucking hard onto their cocks. My tongue lapped and twirled around their girth as my lips clenched tightly onto them, squeezing and milking their seeds.
“Shit! This is so fucking good!” growled Mafento, his fingers raked through my soaking hair, twirling it around his fingers and held tightly.
Urken pulled up my top to reveal my bra underneath it. My breath caught in my chest when he reached his hand to my back and undid my bra. A relieved sigh escaped me as my breasts sprang free from their restraints and into Urken’s welcome palm.
“Mmm…” My pussy contracted harder, clenching into the aching void. My nipples felt like little pebbles as both Urken and Mafento kneaded and reshaped them in their hands. I was sinking into the spiral of pleasure as I tried to grind my pussy against the soles of my feet. The smell of sex hung heavy in the air, searing my lungs.
“Mmm, these tits are getting so firm and hard right now. You’re getting so horny, Tessa. Do you want our cocks buried deep inside you?” Urken pinched me on the chin, making me look into his brooding eyes.
I nodded frantically, desperate to satisfy the sexual urges that were consuming my body. My stomach lurched when both of them grabbed hold of each of my arms and dragged me off the ground. My knees turned into quivering jelly.
The color on Urken’s face heightened as he smoothed his hands over my breasts and bent over taking my erect areola into his mouth sucking frantically. His skillful tongue lashed the tip of my nipple making it longer and harder. I found the connection between my nipples and my cunt when electric bolts of pleasure shot from my tits straight to my pussy. The hot wetness forming between my legs was getting harder to ignore.
“Mmmm, sir, it’s so good. Oh god, I love it when you suck on my nipples like that…�
�� I groaned and threw my head back, gasping for air.
Mafento’s warm breath danced on my skin as he trailed his wet lips across my shoulders, sending pinpricks running down my spine. The tiny hairs on the back of my neck bristled as his hands traveled down my body, feeling every curve and bump and tracing his territory on me. I felt like a goddess being worshipped by both archangels.
“You look so beautiful and hot right now. More so with your tits out. I can’t wait to feel myself inside you. I’m so going to destroy that wet tight pussy,” grunted Mafento, his hands clamping tightly onto my hips and swept over the swell of my ass.
The animalistic instinct awakened and blossomed inside me, sending a wave of urgency rushing through me. Sandwiched between two eager alpha archangels, I could feel their manhood, rigid and erect, pressed up deliciously against my legs.
Their frantic hands searched through my body, racing to touch every inch of me. The urgent need rose within me made reach my hands down and cupped on their erections. Their virile masculinity blossomed into fuller sizes and lengths. The pleasure of feeling them grow and tense in my hands stirred me.
