by Cara Wylde
“Oh yes! Please… Fuck me! Fuck me! Right there! Yes! Harder!” Sophie was a screaming mess, but she couldn’t care less if the whole Academy heard her. Now that she knew how good it was to have two long, thick cocks inside her, she was sure nothing else would ever do it for her.
“So close,” whispered Kain in her ear. “So tight… so wet…”
“Cum inside me…”
Alexi squeezed her voluptuous butt, slapped it and squeezed it again, loving the way her flesh trembled under his firm touch. He pounded her harder, each thrust sending a perfect wave up her skin. “Baby, you’re so sexy…”
“Oh, yes… I’m coming! Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop!” The orgasm took her by surprise, its sheer power making her whole body shake and her toes curl. She clenched down on the cocks pounding her pussy and her ass, and let out a long moan when she felt Alexi and Kain shoot their seed deep inside her at the same time, their rods shoved up to the hilt stretching her completely. “Oh yes… Gods, yes! Fill me…”
Kain sank his teeth in the soft skin of her shoulder, and Alexi let out a low grunt, holding her hips in place. After releasing the first stream of cum, they started moving in and out of her at a slow pace, allowing her holes to milk them dry. When it was all over, they stayed like that for long minutes, Alexi and Kain enjoying the throb of her abused walls around their softening cocks, and Sophie savoring the pleasure of having received every drop they had to give her.
Finally, they collapsed on the bed, Sophie ending up in the middle. She moaned when she felt seed trickling out of her pussy and ass, then whined when she realized she really needed a shower now. They all did. That didn’t mean they couldn’t lie like that a couple of more minutes, just enjoying the aftermath and each other’s presence. Who knew when they’d get to be so carefree and relaxed again. The next day, they would be flying to Ukraine, and sex would be the last thing on their mind.
Sophie looked at Kain, then at Alexi, took in their strong chests and well defined abs, and sighed. This whole mentoring and training thing had surely had its ups and downs, but it had landed her in bed with two gorgeous men. It was up to her to do her best on her first case and make sure this beautiful dream she was living would never end.
♥
Alexi woke up with a start. His heart was beating wildly in his chest and his body was drenched in sweat. He looked out the window to see the sun was just rising. The clock on the wall read 6 AM. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down his pounding heart. What the hell had just happened? A nightmare? He couldn’t remember having dreamed anything…
Sophie stirred in her sleep, and Kain positioned his hand better on her bare breast. Alexi could see the hard nipple poking out from between the blond’s fingers. The air in the room was chilly. He ran his hands through his black hair and decided there was no way he could go back to sleep. They had to get up and leave for the airport soon, anyway. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, and hung his head between his shoulders, still trying to understand why he was feeling so bad. In fact, it was more than that. He felt slightly ill. He rubbed his tired eyes, then straightened his back and stretched his arms above his head. His joints popped pleasantly.
Sophie and Kain moved again behind him, and he turned around to look at them. He smiled and contemplated getting back under the covers to snuggle against Sophie’s full, inviting chest. Just as he was lifting his legs back on the bed, he felt the skin on his back start to burn. It was barely noticeable at first, then it burned harder, making Alexi freeze on the spot.
“Oh shit,” he whispered. He stood up and took a couple of steps towards the bathroom. What day was today? He couldn’t focus and there was no calendar around. He stopped in his tracks when the skin on his back felt like it had practically caught fire. He couldn’t suppress a grunt, and that was enough to wake up Kain and Sophie.
“Mmm… don’t tell me we have to leave…” whined Sophie.
She stood up in bed and opened her eyes slowly, lazily. Kain was even lazier than her, because he merely moved closer to her body and squeezed her waist when he realized the warm, soft breasts were not within his reach anymore. Sophie chuckled, then looked at Alexi, who was standing in the middle of the room, his back turned to the bed. At first, she thought he was studying himself in the tall mirror on the opposite wall, but then she met his eyes in said mirror and saw the confusion in them.
“Alexi, are you okay?” She barely finished her sentence that a loud gasp escaped her lips. “Oh my! What is that?”
“What? What’s happening?”
Kain jumped up, curious to see what triggered Sophie’s odd reaction. He turned to Alexi, who was taking the last steps towards the bathroom. Kain’s eyes went wide with surprise.
“Holy shit!”
Before he got to say anything else, Alexi slammed the door closed behind him.
“Oh no, you don’t!”
The blond jumped out of bed and was at the bathroom door in a second. He grabbed the knob and pushed, but the door was locked.
“Are you fuckin’ kidding me? Unlock the door! Alexi, we need to talk.”
“Kain, you’re scaring me. What’s wrong? What is that thing on his back?”
The blond didn’t pay attention to her. He pushed harder against the door, determined to break it if Alexi didn’t let him in.
“Stop that!” shouted the Russian from the other side. “Just leave me alone, okay? I don’t wanna talk about it.”
“Are you serious? You don’t wanna talk about it? Remember when you read my case files, my private case files, and I actually told you my story? Now you don’t wanna tell me yours? What’s with that big ass demon sigil on your back, Alexi? Who put it there?”
“It’s none of your business.”
Alexi was silent for a moment, then Kain heard him throw up. Whatever was the story behind the red, glowing mark that had appeared seemingly out of nowhere on his partner’s back, it wasn’t good. Alexi wasn’t feeling well, but neither did Kain now that he knew his friend and lover… lover?… had been keeping something so important from him.
“A demon sigil?” asked Sophie. “Is that what it is? But it’s so big… It covers half of his back. And it looks nothing like the sigil on his shoulder. Can cambions have more than one sigil?”
Kain finally let go of the door knob and turned towards her.
“No. Cambions don’t have that sort of sigil. That’s a demon’s mark.”
Goosebumps rose on Sophie’s skin, and she gathered the covers around her. “What… what do you mean?”
Kain ran his hands through his golden hair and pulled harshly at a couple of knots. “A demon… a very powerful demon put it there, and Alexi has been hiding it. Fuck! I can’t believe he kept something like this from me. From us…”
They heard the shower and they understood Alexi had no intention of getting out of the bathroom for at least half an hour.
“Screw this!” Kain went to his closet, threw the door open, then started looking for clean clothes. Most of what he had was packed in the suitcases, but he managed to find an old pair of jeans and a black T-shirt. “I can’t be here right now. I need to get some air.”
Sophie watched him throw his clothes on, unsure of what she was supposed to do or how she was supposed to react. All right, she could understand that Kain was mad because Alexi had hidden something from him, but she was sure Alexi had his own reasons. Maybe he needed some time alone, to recover from whatever made him sick and take a shower, and then he would probably tell them both about the weird demon sigil on his back. Oh, and what story was Kain talking about? What personal case files?
“We’re still going to Ukraine, right?” asked Sophie. The last thing she needed was for this small incident to ruin their mission.
“I don’t know, Sophie. I honestly don’t know.” Kain threw his leather jacket over his shoulders and made for the door.
“What do you mean you don’t know?” Sophie moved to the edge of the bed, ready to run after K
ain if he dared leave the room without giving her a good explanation. “Why are you acting like this? Why is it such a big deal? So he’s got a secret. We all have our secrets.”
Kain turned towards her. “You don’t get it…”
“What is there to get?”
“That sort of demon mark…” the blond could hardly find his words. He shook his head and opened the door. “Demons leave such marks only to show something… or someone belongs to them.” He stepped over the threshold and gave Sophie an apologetic look before closing the door behind him. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this right now. I just can’t.”
END OF BOOK THREE
CHAPTER ONE
The trip from Romania to Ukraine was tense, to say the least. Kain and Alexi didn’t even look at each other, and Sophie got bored of staring at them, asking questions they had no intention of answering, and sighing in frustration. Fortunately, because this was such an important mission, the Academy had provided them with a private jet to take them to the Carpathian Mountains in Ukraine, so Sophie didn’t have to endure her mentors’ infuriating silence too long. From time to time, she stole glances at Alexi. He was visibly tired. The contrast between his black leather jacket and his pale face and lips was worrisome, and Sophie knew he hadn’t eaten anything. To see him so weak and exhausted was new to her, and she wasn’t sure how to react. Right now, she hated Kain for being so cold and harsh. Yes, Alexi had some explaining to do, but it was quite clear this was not a good time. At least they were still on the case, so Sophie decided to focus on what they had to do and leave the questions for later. They would have time to solve the mystery of the demon mark on Alexi’s back after they had taken care of Count Casimir D’Argyle.
The small jet landed on a wide plain outside of the village where Tengu was waiting for them. A cart pulled by two horses was there to take them to the village priest’s house, where it seemed the incubus had decided to establish their headquarters. They got there in less than an hour, but Sophie made good use of every single minute. Her neck started to hurt from craning it so much in all directions to admire the beautiful mountains, the rich, dark woods that almost reached the top, and the way the sun danced on the patches of snow still covering the ground. It was March, and spring had yet to claim the Carpathian Mountains. The landscape was magnificent, and Sophie thought how terrible it was that the dark, evil energy of a demon could spoil it and turn the people living on these pristine lands into obedient slaves.
The priest’s house was at the edge of the village, on the land owned by the Church. It was a simple, modest house, its walls freshly painted in a light shade of green. It was surrounded by a wooden fence that didn’t look like it could do much to keep intruders away. As Sophie later learned, it wasn’t necessary in these parts, as people were peaceful, respectful, and always minded their own business. The priest didn’t even bother to lock the gate at night.
Kain, Alexi, and Sophie thanked the man who brought them to the village in his cart, then turned towards their host.
“Thank you for having us, Father Michael,” Alexi said. His voice was low and well-measured.
“Not at all. Please come in, come in!”
Father Michael was a tall man, with big hands and strong arms. It was obvious he was used to working the land when he wasn’t in church or visiting the villagers who were too old or too ill to make it to church on Sundays. He lived alone, and the spark in his kind brown eyes told Sophie how happy he was to have guests for a couple of days.
Alexi and Sophie followed the priest inside, but Kain stayed a few steps behind and took his time to look around the small courtyard.
“Excuse me, Father…” he called from outside, “You don’t have a dog…?” The lack of security around the old house baffled him.
The priest peeked out from behind the cheap curtain meant to keep flies and insects away, and smiled at Kain.
“Oh, I used to have many dogs. The last one ran away weeks ago. I don’t know what’s wrong with the dogs in these parts… They never stick around.”
Kain cocked an eyebrow and stepped over the threshold. Father Michael motioned for him to take a seat at the large table in the middle of what seemed to be a sort of living room. Sophie, Alexi, and Tengu were already there. Kain nodded towards the incubus, then noticed a fourth figure hunched on a small, three-legged stool near the window.
“Would you like some coffee?” asked the priest.
“Yes, please,” said Sophie, offering him a bright smile. Apparently, she was the only one in the room who hadn’t forgotten her manners. Alexi was still broody, Tengu was silent, and Kain was busy staring rather rudely at the old man by the window. She sighed in relief when Father Michael clapped his hands in enthusiasm and went to the kitchen, not before assuring them it wouldn’t take long.
Kain peeled his eyes off the hunched figure and took a seat next to Tengu.
“So, we’re here. Fill us in.”
The tall, dark-skinned incubus was a sight to behold. With his straight back, wide shoulders, and bulging arms, he looked rather ridiculous in the small, traditional room, with its old furniture and cheap curtains. Tengu’s black hair was tied in a long braid that reached his waist, but the thing that truly made him look out of this world was the funny way his wool sweater and blue jeans barely covered his impressive body. He obviously felt uncomfortable. It was impossible for him to fit in, no matter how hard he tried.
Tengu studied Sophie for a couple of long seconds, then turned to Kain.
“The situation is very complicated. We need to move fast.”
Alexi found the power to roll his eyes. If by fast Tengu understood taking forever to give them some straight answers, they were doomed. Oh, how he hated the Alluring Ones and their penchant for unnecessary drama.
“How about you start by telling us who this old man is and how he can help us.” Alexi already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear it from Tengu. Or from the old man himself.
“He is the shaman who informed us about the existence of the Ke’let Count.”
Sophie stole a glance at the hunched figure by the window, and her heart jumped in her chest when she met the old man’s white orbs. “Oh my…!” she gasped. She turned to Tengu, a silent question in her eyes.
“Indeed, I am blind, young lady.” The old man’s voice sounded weak and hollow, as if he were struggling to speak. It left Sophie, Alexi, and Kain with the impression that each and every word which left the shaman’s lips had to travel a long, long distance before reaching their destination. “That doesn’t mean I can’t see.”
Kain squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, and his hand went to the thin scars around his eyes without him even noticing. There was something about this relic of a man that made him feel uneasy.
Sophie leaned forward in her squeaky chair. Those white, glazed eyes fascinated her. “How exactly can you see?”
“I can feel the energies floating in the air and sense the colors of your auras. You three bring the smell of rain, red poppies, and cherry blossom with you.” The old man inhaled hungrily. “Your simple presence has chased away the toxic stench of the demon’s power.”
Sophie, Alexi, and Kain exchanged quick glances. The shaman had described their personal auras in just a few words. Sophie smiled when she noticed neither Alexi, nor Kain flinched or looked away when their eyes met.
“Will you help us… wise shaman?” Sophie hesitated. She studied his wrinkled face, the rough skin that covered his prominent bones, and the old rags he was wearing. “What is your name?”
He smiled, his thin lips revealing pink, empty gums. “My name is not important. I haven’t had one in years. Where I come from or who I was before dedicating my life to the mysteries of magic doesn’t matter either. Yes, I will help you, my lady. All I ask is that you help me in return when all this is over.”
“Your phial… dead water and living water…” whispered Alexi.
“Indeed. It is the most precious magic item I own, and I will not res
t until I find the one who stole it from me and get it back. However, this can wait. First, we have to release these innocent, unfortunate people from the Ke’let’s horrible spell. He keeps them entranced and helpless while he steals their children and feeds off their energy. We must put an end to it.”
“And that we shall,” said Tengu. He rose from his chair and started pacing the room. “Father Michael’s own daughter has been taken.”
Kain crossed his arms over his chest and furrowed his blond brows. “Does he know she’s in danger?”
“No, and I refrained from telling him. He’ll be of no help if he panics. He believes his daughter is one of the few lucky young women and men whom Casimir D’Argyle hires every year to help with organizing the fancy party he throws at his mansion to celebrate the Spring Equinox. Father Michael told us that those chosen by D’Argyle only work for him one or two months, and if their master is satisfied, he finds them better jobs in one of the big cities.”
“How does that even work?” asked Sophie. She couldn’t believe her ears. “What age do these people live in?”
Tengu turned towards her and fixed her with his black, intense eyes. “Look around you, Miss La Volpilliére. The people of this village have been kept under the demon’s powerful spell for hundreds of years. They almost live like in the Middle Ages. It’s like time itself forgot them. The young men and women D’Argyle recruits every year never come back to their families, and parents don’t ask themselves why they never hear from their children because they’re not even aware there’s technology today that can help people keep in touch. And what’s worse is that this is just one of the villages he has under his control. There are four more.”
“Wow… Just wow…” Sophie leaned back in her chair, taking her time to wrap her mind around Tengu’s words.
“You’re right,” said Alexi, “We have to move fast. What have you learned, Tengu? How did Father Michael’s daughter manage to get hired by the Count?”
