by Kaylee Kane
Urken’s dreamy eyes glazed with lust as he gritted his teeth and rubbed his two fingers across my clit, making me buck forward. My eyes fluttered open and a wave of shame washed through me when I saw my own flushed look in the reflection. “You’re getting so wet, Tessa. Mmm, so slippery. Tell me what you want us to do to you?”
I clung tightly onto his broad shoulders, inhaling the primal scent swirling around him. The sparks flew in my stomach as his two fingers continued rubbing up and down my clit, sending me over the edge. My lips were trembling as I muttered, “Put it in…I want you to put it in me…”
“What a greedy little slut…” A spurt of excitement shot through me when Urken pulled my panty down and thrust his digits through my tight aching pussy. Pinching my eyes closed, I lurched forward. My pussy clenched tightly against his fingers and he thrust them in and out, stretching and filling me up.
I buried my face in his shoulder and moaned. I scratched my nails across his back, trying to rip his shirt off. My body hummed with excitement as I arched my back and pushed my crotch against his fingers.
“Mmm, so wet and tight, Tessa. What a little greedy slut,” growled Urken.
My skirt hiked up my ass as Mafento’s hands skimmed over my wide hips and up and down my inner thighs, closer and closer to my source of heat. I sucked in a breath when his fingers danced along the cleft of my ass and teased the rim of my anus.
My body vibrated with fear. “No…no, please, not that hole.” I reached my hand back trying to push Mafento away but instead, he grabbed me by the wrists and pinned them against the small of my back. Mafento’s cheeks darkened with a wicked need as he thrust his finger through the tight opening of my anus, forcing in.
I pinched my eyes so hard until I could see stars. My whole body went taut and froze, fearing he might split me into halves as his finger thrust in sync with Urken’s strokes. Against my better judgment, I opened my eyes and saw my own horny juice glazing over their knuckles and dripping on the floor.
“Your mouth is saying no but your body is telling me yes, Tessa,” grunted Mafento. “Your anus is cinching tightly onto my finger, yearning for more. Do you want something bigger inside you?”
I shook my head. There was no way I could handle Mafento’s massive cock in my ass. Urken buried his fingers deep inside me, stretching my pussy lips so hard. I let out a needy moan and melted helplessly into their warm bodies.
“I take that as a yes,” grunted Mafento.
I was too weak to say no. My stomach lurched when Urken scooped me up from under my legs. His hands cupped on my ass cheeks and spread them up while Mafento pushed his cock up against the cleft of my ass. I bucked forward as a mix of fear and pleasure shot through me. I whimpered and writhed against Urken but he was just too strong. He was strong before and more so now he’d turned.
“No, please…I don’t think I can handle it…” I whimpered, my body shaking with need and pain.
“Oh yes, Tessa. You know you can do this.” My legs were shaking beneath me as Mafento’s cock swirled around the outside of my anus. The air was knocked out of my lungs when Mafento’s cock forced through the tight opening of my anus, setting my rim on fire. A mix of pleasure and pain ripped through my core. I could feel every inch of him spreading me.
“Oh, shit…no…this is too much.” Tears pricked my eyes. I gasped aggressively for air and peeked through one eye. My blood pounded faster through my veins as I saw in the reflection how tightly my anus was wrapped around Mafento’s cock. I could feel him deep in my guts but he was just halfway in.
My heart thundered in my chest when Urken wrapped his fingers around his erection and started pumping it up and down. His pre-cum glazed over his knuckles when he rammed his cock into my pussy. I clenched my fists tightly, feeling like I was about to break. “Mmm, your pussy got even wetter now. You really like being filled up in every hole, don’t you?”
I forgot how to breathe when the two alpha males sank their cocks deeper inside me until I was fully seated and impaled on their erections. I locked my jaw closed when they started bouncing me, thrusting their cocks in and out of me rapidly.
“Mmm, ah-ah, fuck, oh god, this is too much…oh god…fuck.” I hated how good it felt after a while. The wetness was streaking down my legs. Something dark living deep inside me ignited and awakened as I turned into a bundle of heated nerves.
My breasts bobbed excitedly on my chest as Urken and Mafento each cupped their hands and pinched my erect nipples between their fingers. My eyes fluttered open. I saw my own face twisted in erotic agony and it heightened my need, sending me closer to the edge. Who would have thought dreams do come true and I was being shared by two of my favorite alpha archangels right now? It was too surreal.
“Mmm, fuck, I think I’m going to come…” I groaned, bucking my hips harder, greedily trying to reach for my orgasm.
Sweat drenched Urken and Mafento’s faces and turned their tops into a darker shade of black. Their sculpted muscles strained the material of their shirts that molded around them like a second skin.
“Come for me,” Urken and Mafento claimed in unison.
I sucked in deep breaths. Closing my eyes, I soaked at the moment as the excitement brewed within me, shooting me over the edge. I cried out in needy pleasure as my orgasm ripped through me. I lurched forward, my whole body convulsing as my pussy and anus clenched tightly onto their cocks, milking their seeds.
My cum squirted out of my pussy and glazed over Urken’s cock. “Fuck, oh fuck,” grunted Urken. His grip tightened on my breast as he slammed his cock deep inside my cunt and exploded, shooting his seeds deep into my tummy.
His eyes fluttered closed as he buried his face in my chest. Mafento’s insistent cock kept coming, sinking deep and fast into my cunt. The pain I felt earlier turned into pure pleasure that ignited another wave of urgency within me.
Mafento’s eyes alight with primal desire as his breath became labored and raspy. His well-chiseled chest felt delicious against my back as I started rocking my ass against him, impaling myself on him. He spanked me and tightened his grip on my ass, shooting jolt of feverish need through me.
I came undone once again as my moans spilled uncontrollably from my lips. “What a good girl, taking our cocks so well. You’re going to come for me again, baby girl?”
I nodded, barely heard anything from the loud blood thrashing in my ears. Mafento sped up his thrusts, ramming hard and fast into me. “Oh, fuck! I’m coming. I’m coming.” I thought I passed out when another wave of excitement crashed me.
Mafento buried his face in my shoulder as he exploded, shooting his cum deep in my guts. “That was so good…so fucking good, Tessa. Your pussy is fucking magic.”
My eyes fluttered closed as I relaxed in their warm embrace, inhaling their warm breath that was bouncing around me. When I looked up, Urken and Mafento looked at me with their normal eyes. A confused expression cast on their faces before a sudden realization dawned on them.
“Tessa, oh god, I’m so sorry,” said Urken, guilt written on his face. “We should’ve trusted you.”
A relieved smile grew on my face as I took their eyes to study. They were back. Urken and Mafento were really back. At least Debbie didn’t lie. Wait, Debbie. Panic arose in me. As I glanced around the chamber, the walls of mirrors had disappeared, replaced with the gothic furniture that had been there when I arrived. The door that sealed me in was wide open.
I broke the curse.
I tore myself from their arms. “Fallen Angels is in danger.”
###End of Kiss of Death: The Fallen Angels Academy 2 by Kaylee Kane
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TRICKSTER TAMED: THE FALLEN ANGELS ACADEMY 3
KAYLEE KANE
Debbie thinks she can fool the King of the Underworld by
selling her innocence and feigning to join his ally and then pretend nothing happens once she got out of Fallen Angels. Now, the young naughty brat has a blood debt to pay. She thinks she can run but the Devil himself isn’t going to let her go unpunished.
He’s sending his two most bloodthirsty and primal hellhound shifters, Raveno and Diabolas, for the job. There is no way Debbie can ever outrun or out-power the two very muscular and hung alpha males. Even if she could, why would she want to miss the chance of being shared and taken turns by the two beasts?
P/S: Kinks include but not limited to paranormal romance, virgin, monster and alien sex, taboo, age-play, BDSM, reverse harem, dubcon, voyeurism, exhibitionism, interracial sex, oral, and others to satisfy your needs.
1
Debbie
Where the fuck am I?
My heart thudded in my chest as panic arose within me. I barely remembered what happened before. My mind was a haze. It was as if someone sucked all the contents out of my head when they knocked me out.
How did I end up here? And who? The angels of Fallen Angels would be too busy defending the campus. I made sure that the academy would be in a state of complete mess. In the state of no turning back.
How did I end up here in hostage? Afloat in this obscure darkness, I racked my brain but it drew a blank. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was death.
When I regained the feeling in my body, I realized that I was being tied up to the chair I was sitting on. I wasn’t dead but the fear I had was greater than before. Who did this? The adrenaline rushing through my veins made me buck forward, making the thoughts rush through my brain. I barely rocked the heavy chair. I was all tied up, locked in this seat that I couldn’t even move. Helpless and weak.
Hot gasps ripped from my chest as I wrestled to peer through my blindfold but my effort was in vain.
“Resistance is futile, my dear…”
My heart cinched. The man’s voice, so masculine and intimidating, echoed through the walls. I could envisage myself sitting in the middle of a vacant room. My muscles firmed up and a moan was rolling up my throat when the man grabbed me by the chin and tilted my face up.
“How does it feel now, to be all tied up and helpless, at the mercy of a man?” His warm breath skated across my face, making the tiny hairs of the nape of my neck bristle. I could taste his breath, reeked of alcohol and smoke. I didn’t think the angels smoke, except for Tessa maybe. He would be at least six feet tall and muscular based on the deep tone of his male voice.
My brain racked to find a match for the voice. He was definitely not an angel. Who was he?
I could feel the tension vibrating in the air, pricking my sensitive skin as he hovered close over me. My heart thundered so loudly in my chest I thought he might hear me now.
“Andrajvah?” I muttered, my lips quivering as uncanny emotions whirled around my head. That was the only answer I could conclude. There was a pause but I could picture a wicked, patronizing smirk forming on the corner of his lips.
“No, my dear Debbie, you can’t see the Master himself. Not yet. Not until you’ve proven your worth.”
I gulped. Master. The angels wouldn’t address Andrajvah as their master. Whoever he was, he would be working for Andrajvah. Maybe he was one of the Agents of Darkness. “Who–who are you then?”
My nerves rose in me when he grabbed onto each side of the armrests and pulled so close against me I could feel his mouth inches away from mine. “Who am I is not important, Debbie.”
I winced. I never thought my name could sound so damn sexy but to be fair, anything could sound so sensual in his deep mannish voice. The space between my legs was tingling and it became a torment when my legs were bound to each side of the chair legs. My stomach fluttered as he brushed his knuckles against my cheek, sending a flame of fire rushing through my veins. Goddamnit, how could I get so horny when I was being held hostage by god-knew-who?
“What’s important is your promise to Andrajvah and what are you going to do to repay his debt…” Andrajvah’s debt. All the memories flooded back in my mind. How else would I have escaped without Andrajvah’s help? Without a little sacrifice?
The nervousness bubbled in my throat burst into sheepish laughter. “So you’re one of Andrajvah’s goon? I’m on your side. It’s not nice treating your own coworker like this.”
A low grunt rumbled from his chest. With a quick rough movement, my blindfold was ripped off. A yelp escaped from my lips as the blinding glare seared my eyes like acid. I pinched my eyes closed, then peeked through my half-squinting eyes until they were accommodated to the brightness. The room was smaller than I thought, enclosed with brick walls.
When the vague silhouette began to take shape and the face of my captor came to the light, a chill ran down my spine. He was nothing like how I’d imagined him to be. Sure he had the towering height and the massive muscles bulging in his arms. The last thing I’d imagined were those thick black horns sticking out of his skulls and the scaly texture of his arms.
He wasn’t an Agent of Darkness I thought he was. He was a different kind of demon. He was a hellhound shifter. Hellhound shifters were Andrajvah’s servants who had gained his trust and had a higher status than the Agents of Darkness. But of course, they were one step behind the Hell Guards, who had the highest status below the king himself. The Hellhound Shifters do not recruit new Agents of Darkness, they complete special missions for Andrajvah.
“Holy shit. What have you done to yourself?” I muttered. A mix of shock and sadness for him coursed through me.
Raveno. There was no mistaking the thick manicured brows that framed his deep-set eyes that had turned into the color of blood. All the memories I’d been trying to bury in the past burst into my head like a broken faucet. I blinked quickly, wondering if my eyes were playing tricks on me.
God, it’s been so long. I wouldn’t have thought I would see him again after half a century. I took a long look at his face, studying the mannish features that didn’t seem to have changed. He might have extra crinkles here and a couple of old scars streaking his face that made him look more mature and even more masculine. My thoughts were transported back to centuries ago when I was still an active angel.
Raveno was my partner-in-crime. He was the Angel of Deception. Our duties didn’t sound half as wicked as our titles. The Angel of Trickery and the Angel of Deception hunted down the liars and cheaters and made sure that they received suitable punishment in their lifetime or they would have to in the afterlife. The duties could get boring sometimes so Raveno and I would come up with little harmless pranks. Just to pass time.
The corner of Raveno’s lips curved into a smirk. “You thought you could run from me, Debbie?” He traced the back of his knuckles against my chin, tilting my face up so that our eyes interlocked and I could taste his breath on my tongue.
Those thin lips looked almost invisible. And that sinfully beautiful mouth. Oh god, I still remembered how yummy he’d tasted. The sweet, sweet poison of his kiss. I wouldn’t mind getting drunk on it.
Our friendship blossomed into something bigger. We never went past kissing. Andrajvah ripped him away from me before I could give myself to him. One day, when we were already beyond sick of our mundane routine of screwing up bad people’s lives, Andrajvah came with a bright and shiny offer. His wicked voice was still ringing in my head.
“Why waste your talents away doing the small things when you can accomplish greater things?”
I feigned laugh but the trembling of my lips betrayed my nerviness. “I never ran from you, Raveno. It was you who left me. Remember?” He hovered over me, his nostrils flared as if someone opened the oven door and let the heat out. His crimson eyes widened so much it looked like there was an inferno burning in them.
I still remember the glint in his eyes as if someone finally came to rescue him from his miserable life and his last hope was rekindled. Raveno was sold right away. I was hesitant. Fearful. His look of disappointm
ent for me still etched on the back of my brain, burning into my soul.
Still, I hadn’t betrayed him. I told the Divine Overlord we lost him during a battle with the Agents of Darkness. I didn’t want to mar his image. But eventually, the truth prevailed and I got banished to Fallen Angels for deception. Oh, the irony.
Every day for the first few years, the mental images of Raveno flounced in my head. Raveno was so fucking hot. More so in his bad boy, devilish demeanor. I still remembered Raveno as the Angel of Deception, clad in glistening white cape and wielding a large shaft. Speaking of shaft, my eyes traveled down south and saw his massive package stretching the fabric of his pants.
Sweltering heat shot straight to my core. My unrequited yearning for his cock grew and blossomed inside me, making my pussy weep with sweet need.
“I begged for you to join me, to free yourself from the invisible manacles that the Divine Overlord has put around your wrists.” A sneer curled his lips but he looked sad rather than scornful. “But you resisted. You were brainwashed.” He looked at me up and down. “And look at you now, where did your undying obedience and allegiance take you?”
