Wings Horns and Shifters

by Lacey Carter Andersen

  “We may have to hunt less,” Phoenix adds.

  I laugh. They love to hunt. But they love me even more.

  “I have news,” I say, letting my words sink between us.

  At last, Frost raises a brow. “Do you intend to share it?”

  Unable to help myself, I pull back from them and do a slow spin. “Do you see anything different about me?”

  Phoenix groans. “We’re always wrong with this game.”

  But Azure interrupts. “New slippers!”

  “A new gown!” Frost shouts, a smile playing at his lips.

  “Your hair is different,” Phoenix mutters.

  I beam at all of them. “Wrong.”

  Frost laughs. “Well, what is it?”

  My smile widens. “The midwife says I’m with child... or children. We’re not sure yet.”

  I swear their hearts stop. Jaws drop, and they stare and stare.

  And then a flurry of movement comes. They’re lifting me, spinning, and laughing.

  “More babies!” Azure exclaims.

  “It’s a miracle!” Frost shouts.

  “No,” Phoenix kisses me deeply. “It’s Tori. Always Tori. The little thief who stole our hearts.”

  The air changes. Phoenix sweeps me into his arms and carries me to massive bed.

  Something catches in my throat. “Someone close the window. Or everyone will hear us again.”

  “Let them hear us,” Phoenix growls.

  Hands are everywhere, tearing my gown.

  I let out an insincere shout. “That was a new gown!”

  And then, I’m naked. Surrounded by my three glorious husbands.

  Frost turns my face and kisses me. For a minute I’m lost in the pressure of his mouth.

  When Phoenix moves to my breast and starts to suck, I gasp against Frost’s mouth. But they’re not done. My husbands are pleased, and they intend to please me in return.

  I feel Azure part my legs, and then his hot mouth presses against my womanhood.

  My head spins as he licks and nuzzles his mouth deeper. I clench the back of Phoenix’s hair as his tongue lavishes my breasts. And it hits me, I’m going to orgasm already. This feels too damn good.

  “Fuck, I’m already ready,” I moan.

  Frost breaks our kiss. “Such a dirty mouth. But I know exactly what we can do with it.”

  My heart thuds.

  Azure licks my clit, and I cry out a string of curses.

  Frost laughs, a low, sexy noise.

  And then, everyone moves. Frost pulls me on top of him, and instinctually my legs spread to rub against his massive shaft.

  He gives me a smug smile, grabs my hips, and buries his cock deep inside me.

  I hit his shoulder, gasping. It feels so damn good. So incredible when he takes me like this.

  Behind me, Phoenix grabs my ass and spreads my cheeks.

  I shudder as I look back at him.

  The corner of his mouth twitches. His eyes darken, and he starts to ease inside of me.

  Stars gather in my eyes, and goose bumps erupt on my skin. They’re awakening every nerve inside of me. It’s always so amazing. Like I’m dancing on the edge of something beautiful and dangerous.

  And then, as one, they begin to slide in and out of me.

  The feeling is indescribable. So good. So Gods damn good that I never want it to end.

  When Azure turns my head, I don’t need to think before I take his shaft into my mouth. He groans above me, and his head thrashes as I take him deeper and deeper.

  We work together. A well-crafted machine. I ride the shafts inside of me, and suck the cock that fills my mouth.

  Their hands are everywhere. Possessive. Dominating. Commanding my body as if they own it.

  And I love every second of it.

  When a ripple moves over my skin, I reach for my orgasm, knowing how good it will be. It hits me in seconds, a wave crashing against the shore. And I’m falling, falling into the sea of pleasure. Screaming and digging my nails into Frost.

  When they come, it’s with roars of pleasure. Their warm seed filling my mouth, my ass, and my womanhood. They ride me with all the intensity of three powerful dragons, until we’re all spent.

  Phoenix pulls out of me from behind. And they all lie around me.

  “I should get pregnant every day,” I whisper.

  They laugh.

  Our life is... complete. Perfect.

  As I close my eyes, feeling sleep tug at me, I hear a roar.

  My eyes flash open. My dragons shoot out of bed.

  I’m gathering the tattered remains of my robe as they sprint to our babies’ beds. They’re too young to shift yet! My dragons assured me it would be many years. But then, how? Is something wrong? My heart won’t slow. My hands shake.

  I shove into the room, and find my dragons staring in confusion.

  Our babies are still sleeping?

  Then, what?

  We hear the roar again. It seems to shake the entire castle.

  I follow my dragons as they move as if in a dream. When they reach our balcony we stare. There is a dragon near the horizon. It doesn’t enter our territory, but it roars again, then turns and shoots away.

  I stare in absolutely confusion.

  “What does this mean?”

  Frost turns to me with wide eyes. “There are more dragons in the world.”

  More dragons? Immediately my thoughts go to our babies. How will this affect their future?

  But I have no answers, just the sense that our world has just changed forever.

  The end. For now.

  Rogue Demon

  ~ A Short Demon Romance ~

  Chapter One

  Lily could sense him in the darkness. But where? Her gaze ran over the restaurant, lingering in the shadows and sliding past the spider webs and dust. The abandoned building was creepy as hell, but not more so than half the places she spent her time hunting in. Normally, she’d feel right at home.

  But not with this creature refusing to show himself.

  “Come out, come out, wherever you are,” she whispered into the darkness, trying, and failing, not to sound sarcastic.

  But still, nothing stirred.

  Sweat trickled down her back, and every muscle in her body was tense, ready for anything. Because for the first time in longer than she could remember, she had no idea what she was up against. I’ve never seen a creature that leaves behind a trail of dead animals—their essences sucked dry. Their eyes black and soulless.

  Which meant, she hadn’t yet decided if this was a creature she needed to destroy or save. Her bleeding heart hoped for the latter.

  “I’m not here to hurt you,” she said, in a sing-song voice she hoped was convincing.

  I just can’t let him get a jump on me before I can figure it out what the hell I’m dealing with. But by now, she hoped she was better at her job than that...

  So when the sound of gunfire broke the silence, and one blazing hot bullet after another slammed into her chest, she knew she’d fucked up. The burning metal lodged itself uncomfortably inside of her, and the smell of burnt flesh and coppery blood filled her nostrils.

  Do not pass out! She commanded herself, even as the world tilted, and she hit the ground.

  Her head lolled to one side, and she stared into the corner. Sensing her friend watching her with bated breath. But I won’t give the signal. Not yet.

  Warm blood seeped from her wounds, creating a crimson pool beneath her. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to take deep breaths. Pain was just pain. If she didn’t focus on it, she could fight through it.

  And be ready to face whatever’s gonna happen next.

  A couple long seconds ticked by before a shadow separated itself from the wall of the empty restaurant.

  She narrowed her eyes and forced herself to focus as the shadow became something more tangible. An angel. Or at least it had been an angel. Now, something was wrong with him. His skin was green and peeling. His wings nothin
g more than painful looking stubs of white upon his back. And his face, it held a lifetime of pain. An aged sorrow that took away the immortal beauty of most of his brethren and left behind something sickly.

  A disgraced angel has nothing but scars. What’s a battered angel with stubs?

  And why didn’t he call his soul-blade to him? Angels and demons could call their swords to them whenever needed. She’d never known an angel to use a gun. In fact, they detested the damned things.

  “What are you doing here?” he hissed, interrupting her thoughts.

  She pressed her hands to her bullet wounds, even though she could already feel them healing. The things still hurt like a bitch. “Looking for someone.”

  His eyes focused on her, narrowing as he leveled his gun at her chest. “Me?”

  “Depends,” she drew out the word. “Are you the one killing animals around here?”

  He didn’t bother to deny what they already both knew. “You made a mistake coming here.”

  His words were a soft threat, and his trigger finger moved ever-so-slightly as his gaze locked onto her chest. He planned to end things now. To rid himself of her.

  Internally, she smirked. Sorry, pal, this isn’t over yet.

  “I’ve never known an angel to kill animals before. Some new agenda by your idiot boss, Caine?”

  Every muscle in his face tightened, and his words came out barely louder than a hiss. “He’s not my boss anymore!”

  Whoa, so he is a rogue angel. She almost smiled, glad she’d found this angel before the other Hunters. Because any enemy of Caine is a friend of mine. The Hunters and Caine might not have fooled themselves into thinking angels were the good guys and demons the bad ones, but she knew better.

  So did the entire Rebellion. And they were hell-bent on saving anyone who might stand with them in the fight against Caine and his angel thugs.

  “If you don’t want him finding you, you’ll need my help.”

  His gun wavered. “Your help?”

  “All the animal deaths have attracted the attention of The Department—”

  His eyes widened. “They’ll tell the angels, and they’ll report me to Caine!”

  “Exactly, so this is what we’re going to do...”

  “I’m not going back,” he cut in, and his stubs seemed to shiver on his back.

  She raised a hand in reassurance, slowly sitting up. Breathing hard, she gritted her teeth and concentrated on the metal in her body, then pushed with all her willpower. The bullets hit the floor with little clinks behind her. And the aching pain they left behind made her stomach turn in protest.

  “I’m not— here to— send you back,” she said, trying to slow her panting. “I just want— to stop the killings.”

  Come on, listen to me. Trust me. She wished her powers of manipulation worked on angels. It’d make saving this one a lot easier.

  One of his eyes started to twitch, and his hands shook. “I can’t stop killing. If I stop, I’ll die, and then I’ll be reborn with him. I won’t be his tool again. I won’t!”

  Deep breath. Stay calm. “We can figure out another solution. Please.”

  “Solution?” he stared at her as if she’d lost her mind. “I’m an angel. And a fucking succubus. He used me... used my powers for whatever he wanted. But I can’t... let go... not without his permission. I’m under his control. But I still have to feed. Without sex, all I have is their essences.”

  Everything clicked at once, and she felt her heart squeeze in sympathy. Every succubus needed sex to live. And she guessed this is what they became when they weren’t allowed to feed—killers, sucking the essence from living beings just to keep breathing.

  And yet, he didn’t kill any humans.

  A wave of relief hit her. It would’ve been so easy for this angel to do just that. The fact that he didn’t, it meant that he had goodness inside of him.

  Unlike most of Caine’s angel-thugs.

  She struggled to stand, keeping her movements slow and careful. “You’re incredible. After all you’ve been through, you didn’t kill any humans. That tells me you deserve all the help I can give you. Why don’t you just hand me the gun, and we’ll get out of here before the Hunters come. I’ll take you some place safer.”

  His gun slowly lowered. Relief came over his face. And her heart did that awesome flip-flop thing it did when she knew she was finally going to save someone.

  And then, he glanced at her, and his relief vanished in a flash. “Wait, why are you standing? You should be dying. You’re... you’re not human are you?”

  Damn it.

  “No, I’m not. I’m a hybrid.” She stood still as his trigger finger twitched. “A half-demon.”

  “An enemy.” He growled the words, his lips pulling back to reveal his teeth like a wild animal.

  “No—”

  “Do you take me for a fool? You’re here to kill me! To destroy me!” His magic prickled over her flesh. “Angels and demons! There are no greater enemies than us!”

  Fuck, I’m losing him! “Don’t use your magic! They’ll know you’re here!”

  But he vanished, teleporting away.

  Panic uncurled inside of her. She had to find him. To help him! Before the angels tracked his magic straight to him!

  But just as she turned to rattle off a new plan, she felt the cold barrel of a gun as it pressed against her temple.

  I guess he didn’t make it far.

  “We need to go, now!” she ordered him. “They’ll be here any minute. You need to run!”

  The gun pressed harder against her temple. “They already know I’m here. I’m sorry, but I have to do this.”

  Do what? A damn bullet won’t kill me. It’ll hurt like hell, but—

  Every hair on her body stood on end as she felt the magic push inside of her. It was like a hand plunging through her skin and muscles, bending her ribs to reach her heart. And then, the cold hand wrapped around her heart and squeezed.

  Shock held her frozen in place, and pain numbed her mind for one terrible minute that seemed to stretch on for eternity.

  At last, she gasped, finally able to draw in a breath. Finally able to think. This fucker is trying to possess me.

  Like hell!

  She willed herself to fight, but his magic was too powerful. Made to paralyze its victim.

  Her entire body twitched. Her limbs spasming around her. But even with all her willpower, that was all she could manage.

  Fuck. A scream ripped from her lips as she helplessly fought the angel’s possession. Damn it, I need help!

  It killed her to do it. But in another minute, she’d be completely under his control. Gritting her teeth, she pushed her strength into her hand. She just had to hold one finger up to make the signal, but it took everything within her to do it.

  A second later, her best friend Kate materialized in front of her, her expression grim. Reaching out, she grasped Lily’s shoulder tightly, before teleporting them both away.

  The world shimmered into nothing. A tunnel of darkness. And then, came sharply back into focus.

  Lily slumped to her knees, now in a different corner of the restaurant.

  Touching her chest, she tried to fight the shock that made her entire body shake. I hate that feeling. She shivered. It feels so... wrong.

  Slowly, she became aware of her best friend. Kate kept a hand on Lily’s shoulder, using her magic to keep them concealed in the shadows. Thank god for Kate.

  Lily’s gaze moved away from her friend to the creature she’d hoped to be able to save. He was still in the center of the room. Standing as if in shock.

  What the hell? Why didn’t he teleport away? He knows they’re coming for him...

  “That’s impossible” he whispered. “Demons can’t teleport.”

  She opened her mouth to speak, but her words died on her lips.

  Around him, the air shimmered and changed. Six angels, their brilliant white wings almost blinding, surrounded him. Dwarfing him as he shrunk back
in the middle of them, raising his pathetic gun as if it might do something against such impossible odds.

  Her lips drew back in a silent snarl of rage, and she pulled her dagger from the sheath at her ankle. Rising slowly, she chose her first target and pulled back her arm to strike.

  Kate’s hand wrapped around her wrist, stopping her.

  Lily looked at the younger woman in confusion. This man needed their help! And she’d be damned if she just gave up now!

  Her best friend slowly shook her head, her dark eyes saying what her words couldn’t, there’s too many of them. We’ve lost this one.

  Lily looked back at the angels, her heart flipping.

  Kate was right.

  Moving as if in a nightmare, she re-sheathed her dagger, knowing what was about to come. And hating that she couldn’t stop it.

  “Come on, Richard,” one of the white-winged angels said. “Time to come home.”

  He didn’t answer, but his jaw tensed. Seconds later, the sound of shots being fired filled the air as he spun around the circle, firing wildly.

  Oh, Richard.

  None of the angels so much as flinched. They just towered over him, waiting until his bullets were spent.

  The gun tumbled from his fingertips, and he tried to back up, but an angel simply shoved him forward, back into the center of the circle.

  The color drained from Richard’s face. And again, she knew what he would do. And she knew how it would end.

  His image wavered as he tried to teleport, but he remained in place. She couldn’t sense the angels’ magic preventing his teleportation, but she knew that’s what they were doing.

  And then, one of the angels smiled and gripped Richard’s arm. “Come, Caine’s expecting you.”

  A whimper escaped his lips and then, they were gone.

  She collapsed against the wall, feeling empty. I lost another one.

  Kate knelt down in front of her. Her big, black eyes almost lost behind her curtain of long, dark hair.

  Please don’t say anything reassuring.

  “How much did we get paid for this shit?”

  The tension in Lily’s chest eased. “Not enough.”

  If she’d agreed to be a full-time Hunter with The Department, she’d be making enough money to at least pay their bills. But that wouldn’t allow her the flexibility to hide the fact that she was a half-demon, or to secretly try to help the creatures she hunted. So, she was an Investigator. Sent to look into the things that weren’t deemed important enough to send a team of Hunters.