Falling Into Darkness

by L. M. Brown

  Irdu was dark-skinned with jet-black hair spilling over his shoulders and down toward his arse. He wore a silken kilt and little else. Ardat, his female counterpart, was his opposite in every way. Her pale hair was white-blonde, and her skin creamy and flawless. She wore even less than Irdu, her beaded gown covering little and leaving her breasts completely exposed.

  Michael had never been attracted to women, always preferring the male form, yet he felt himself drawn to the succubus, just as much as her lover.

  “Are we having a party?” Michael asked. His arousal had surged the moment Lucifer and the others had appeared, and Michael wasn’t entirely sure it was Lucifer causing his body to react in such a way.

  “Lucifer, a moment of your time please,” he asked telepathically, even though he disliked communicating in such a way.

  His lover understood his meaning and everyone in the room froze apart from the two of them.

  “Why am I rock hard all of a sudden?” Michael asked.

  “You’re in the presence of two of the most talented sex demons ever to walk the earth,” Lucifer pointed out.

  “Can you make them stop whatever it is they’re doing?”

  “No. You’ll have to put up with an aching cock for a while. You’ll get used to it. I find their company quite pleasant, actually.”

  Michael snorted. “Why does that not surprise me? What are they doing here?”

  Lucifer wouldn’t meet his eyes all of a sudden and Michael’s heart began to race for an entirely different reason.

  “Lucifer, what have you done?”

  “How much do you want Tristan’s soul released from the Underworld?” Lucifer asked.

  Michael frowned. “What do you mean?”

  Lucifer stalked across the room and pulled him into a crushing embrace. Lucifer kissed him hard, and Michael felt his lover’s stiff member press against his own erection. “I love you, Michael, and I’m doing this for you and your young angel here.”

  “Doing what?”

  Lucifer pressed his forehead to Michael’s and sighed. “I can’t release Tristan’s soul just because you and Machidiel want me to.”

  Michael didn’t understand, but he didn’t have time to question his lover further. Michael dropped back into his seat as Lucifer stepped back to his previous position and the room came to life once more.

  “Irdu and Ardat have challenged me for the release of Tristan’s soul,” Lucifer explained.

  “Challenged how?” Michael asked, though he had a feeling he already knew the answer to his question.

  “If they can make me come, I release Tristan’s soul,” Lucifer explained. “If they cannot, it proves Tristan was willingly unfaithful to his lovers whilst in the Underworld, and his soul remains here, forever.”

  “You’re going to have sex with them?” Michael asked telepathically.

  “If you tell me you don’t want me to, I’ll…”

  “No,” Michael replied. “If this is the price for Tristan’s soul, so be it.”

  “I won’t last long,” Lucifer admitted. “They are most talented.”

  Michael smiled to himself as he realized what Lucifer was telling him. He could not simply release Tristan’s soul, but he had accepted a challenge he couldn’t win.

  “Oh, this should be interesting,” Michael said out loud.

  “You aren’t going to stay and watch, are you?” Lucifer asked.

  “Of course I am,” Michael replied easily. “I intend to make sure there isn’t any cheating happening.”

  “I would never betray you.” Lucifer climbed onto the bed.

  Michael knew he spoke the truth. This wasn’t a betrayal. His lover, selfish in so many ways, was helping him the only way he could.

  Irdu and Ardat joined Lucifer, while Mac and Tristan took a seat beside Michael.

  Michael tried to concentrate on his conversation with Mac, but the sight of his lover and the two demons was more distracting than he would ever have imagined.

  He had thought he’d be jealous of seeing Lucifer with another man, yet right now Michael didn’t feel anything other than painfully aroused. He had no doubt it was because of the presence of the two sex demons currently crawling over his lover.

  Ardat took Lucifer’s thick cock between her lips while Irdu fed Lucifer his own rod, encouraging the fallen angel to suck him.

  “Michael, fuck, Michael!” Lucifer’s words whispered across his mind and Michael let the connection between them open completely.

  “You look ravishing,” Michael said. “It’s taking every bit of my willpower to stay in my seat right now.”

  “If you join us, I’m done.”

  “I won’t be coming over there. I’d rather not give Mac and Tristan any more of a show than they’re already enjoying.”

  “Are you enjoying it?” Lucifer asked.

  Michael watched as Lucifer tried to hold back his orgasm by gripping the base of his cock. Irdu laughed and pulled Lucifer’s hand away. He whispered something in Lucifer’s ear, but Michael could make out what he said.

  Lucifer had been right. He wouldn’t last long.

  Michael rubbed himself through his robes.

  “You find the sight arousing?” Mac whispered.

  “Oh yes,” Michael replied, his eyes never leaving his lover. He had never thought himself a voyeur, but right now he couldn’t think of anything that could give him more pleasure than watching the two sex demons drive Lucifer to the brink of an orgasm. He would be coming in his robes in a matter of minutes. The longer Irdu and Ardat pleasured Lucifer, the more aroused Michael became. He knew their powers caused him to feel this way, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to enjoy being in the moment.

  “I think perhaps I might try to persuade Lucifer to invite them to our bed on occasion.” The words had left Michael’s mouth before he had even thought them through. Was he seriously considering taking two more demons into his bed?

  He had never wanted anyone else since the day he had first seen Lucifer. But the thought of taking Irdu’s cock into his mouth, as Lucifer had done just moments ago, made his mouth water.

  Then there was Ardat. Her plump lips would look perfect wrapped around his member.

  Mac had taken two lovers into his bed at once, but Michael had always been jealous of the mere idea of sharing Lucifer with anyone.

  Was the power of the two demons eclipsing his jealous nature?

  Image after image raced through his mind. Lucifer fucking Irdu, while Irdu claimed Ardat. Michael would give a great deal to see that, and even more to watch Irdu pounding into Lucifer while his lover sucked Michael’s cock.

  Again, Michael tried to concentrate on his conversation with Mac, but he was only half there. The rest of him was on the bed with Lucifer, who was too far gone to communicate telepathically. He was close to coming, which meant Tristan would soon be free to leave.

  Mac would have to take him to the realm of angels, because Michael had no intention of leaving Lucifer tonight.

  Lucifer came in Ardat’s mouth and failed the challenge beautifully. Michael stood, uncaring that everyone in the room could see his erection practically poking through his robes. He walked to the succubus and kissed her deeply, the familiar taste of Lucifer’s cum pleasant in his mouth, yet a little strange.

  “Thank you,” he said after he had parted their lips.

  “What are you thanking her for?” Lucifer growled from where he lay prone on the bed.

  Michael smiled to himself. Yes, he should be thanking Lucifer as well, and later, when they were alone, he would. Until then, he would ensure Lucifer’s reputation remained intact. To everyone else in the room, he had failed the challenge despite his best efforts. Only Michael knew he had never stood a chance.

  Chapter Eleven

  When Michael and Lucifer were alone, Michael’s head felt clearer than it had been in the presence of Irdu and Ardat. They were truly talented demons. Michael couldn’t recall ever being so turned on without being touched. Still,
something bothered him and he didn’t know how to raise the subject with his lover.

  “What is it?” Lucifer asked, clearly having noticed Michael’s wandering thoughts.

  “I don’t know,” Michael admitted. “I can’t believe what we did today.”

  “What I did, you mean?”

  “Not just that,” Michael replied. “I was practically pleasuring myself as I watched the three of you on the bed. Even though Mac and Tristan sat right beside me, I couldn’t keep my hand off my cock.”

  Lucifer laughed. “Is that all that’s bothering you?”

  “Isn’t that enough?”

  Lucifer kissed him briefly. “Did you know every time Irdu or Ardat walk the earth there’s a baby boom in the towns or cities they go to? Just having them near makes everyone want to fuck the nearest warm body.”

  Michael could believe it quite easily. “I desired them, even Ardat. I’ve never had such feelings for a woman before.”

  “She’s a demon, not a woman,” Lucifer reminded him. “It doesn’t change what your sexual preference is, her powers ensure you want her, just as Irdu’s make you crave him.”

  “Is it the same for you?”

  “Yes, though perhaps not to the same extent as for humans, angels, and lesser demons. If their powers didn’t work on me, I could have won the challenge, because they would have given up long before I came.”

  “Thank you for deliberately throwing the challenge to allow Tristan to leave the Underworld.”

  “You’re welcome, though I will deny it with my last breath if you tell anyone else. Still, even if I hadn’t let them win, if they had persisted, they would have made me come eventually, purely because of what they are.”

  They lay quietly for several minutes until Lucifer spoke again.

  “Did you mean what you said about inviting them back into our bed?” he asked.

  Michael frowned. Did I? “I don’t know. I meant it at the time, but I think part of the reason I said it was the desire I felt at the time. Now things are clearer, I’m not sure. What do you think?”

  “They would be honored, but I don’t want to share you.”

  Michael chuckled. “I didn’t think I would like it, but watching you with them was almost intoxicating.”

  Lucifer leaned onto his side and stroked Michael’s bare chest, still slick with sweat from their lovemaking. “If watching them pleasure me brings you joy, then I will let them into our bed, but they are not to touch you, understand?”

  Michael’s heart raced at the possessive lust in Lucifer’s eyes. He nodded slowly.

  “You are mine, and mine alone,” Lucifer continued. “No man, woman, angel, or demon will touch you while I draw breath. My cock is the only one your lips are allowed to touch. I’m the only one allowed to fuck you or kiss you. You’ll taste no man’s seed except mine, unless you’re licking another’s from my body. You spread your legs only for me, Michael.”

  Lucifer dipped his hand between Michael’s thighs and Michael instinctively opened to allow him access to his arse, still aching from earlier. Michael moaned as Lucifer rubbed him intimately.

  “This is mine,” Lucifer growled. “You are mine, body and soul, make no mistake about it. Do you still want me to allow the demons into our bed?”

  Michael gasped and nodded. “Yes.”

  Lucifer stilled in obvious surprise. “Even knowing they will touch me and not you?”

  “Yes.”

  “But you want them to bring you pleasure too.” It wasn’t a question and Lucifer already knew the answer, since everyone who saw Ardat and Irdu wanted them sexually.

  “Not if it brings you pain,” Michael replied quietly.

  They were in agreement and Lucifer climbed out of bed and gathered their robes from the floor. “Put that on and I’ll summon them.”

  “Why do I need to dress?” Lucifer’s eyes flashed and Michael understood immediately. “You don’t want them ogling me.”

  “No, not while we’re negotiating terms.”

  Michael didn’t bother to argue. He pulled on the garment and tied the cord. It covered him, but at the same time did nothing to hide the fact his cock was hard. When Lucifer summoned the incubus and succubus a moment later, the tent in his robes became even more obvious as his erection grew to almost painful proportions. Michael barely managed to stop himself from stroking off.

  The demons bowed before Lucifer, but their eyes were trained on Michael, still on the bed and no doubt appearing completely debauched.

  Lucifer, still naked, took a seat beside the bed. “You heard Michael’s invitation to you,” he said.

  “We did,” they replied in unison.

  “My lover enjoyed watching you with me, and wishes to do so again. I have agreed to allow this because I delight in giving him pleasure.”

  Irdu raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Is that the only reason?”

  Ardat gave a light tinkling laugh. “He liked what we did to him and wants more of the same.”

  “I do,” Lucifer admitted. “But if Michael didn’t want you in our bed, make no mistake, you would not be here right now.”

  Irdu smiled at Michael. “Then we give our thanks to the archangel and look forward to showing him our gratitude in other ways.”

  Lucifer growled quietly. “He accepts your thanks, but that is all.”

  Irdu and Ardat wore twin expressions of confusion.

  Lucifer rose and towered over the two kneeling demons. “While you are in our bed, you will not touch him.”

  “And out of the bed?” Ardat asked mischievously. “I quite like the idea of him fucking me on the couch.”

  Lucifer glowered at her and even from across the room Michael saw her flinch. “He is mine. You will not touch him.”

  Ardat didn’t seem to know when to curb her tongue. “Can he touch us?”

  “No,” Lucifer snapped. “Do you agree to these terms?”

  Irdu nudged Ardat before she could say anything else. “So, to clarify, what you’re saying is, you are inviting us to your bed for your pleasure, but not for Michael’s.”

  “Michael will derive pleasure from watching the three of us together.”

  “Not exactly a fair deal for him, is it?” Ardat commented. “Why force him to masturbate when there are three others in the room who would be happy to help him come?”

  Lucifer grabbed the demon by the throat and yanked her to her feet. Had she been human, he might well have choked her with such a move, but demons were made of sterner stuff. “You will not touch him, understand?”

  Michael scrambled off the bed and touched Lucifer’s arm. “She understands. Now release her before Irdu loses his temper.”

  Lucifer turned his attention to the other demon and saw what Michael had already spotted. The incubus was dangerously close to attacking him, even if such a move would result in nothing except two needless deaths.

  With a snarl of anger Lucifer pushed Ardat away.

  Michael stepped between his lover and the demons. “As you can see, Lucifer is a little possessive of me.”

  Ardat rubbed her throat, the marks from Lucifer’s grip already fading. “A little?” she muttered.

  Michael shrugged and smiled. “Very well, let’s say insanely possessive. Now, if you wish to share our bed, you will have to agree to the rules Lucifer sets down for you. If you don’t, I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to stop him if he loses control, especially since I’m likely to be lost in my own pleasure at the time.”

  Irdu nodded. “Sex with us can make a person lose control, so what if you touch us?”

  Michael glanced at Lucifer. “He makes a good point.”

  Lucifer paced back and forth for several minutes before finally coming to a halt beside the bed. “Very well, a compromise.” He pointed at the two demons. “You don’t suck him, fuck him, or kiss him. You have enough control over your own urges to manage that.”

  “It’s not exactly a compromise,” Ardat argued.

  “I haven’t
finished,” Lucifer snapped. “Michael, as you point out, could lose himself in the pleasure, and if that happens he may touch you without consequence for as long as it takes me to persuade him to focus his attention on me.”

  Ardat opened her mouth, but Michael shook his head quickly, warning her to hold her peace.

  “Do you agree to these terms?” Lucifer asked.

  Irdu and Ardat communicated silently for several minutes. Finally the two demons bowed low before Lucifer once again. “We agree.”

  Michael returned to the bed and climbed onto the mattress.

  “Eager?” Lucifer asked.

  Michael’s lips twitched as he tried to suppress his smile.

  “May we see the archangel?” Irdu asked. “His body, that is?”

  Lucifer scowled but nodded.

  Michael undid the cord and slipped the robe from his shoulders. The fabric pooled around his waist, securing his modesty for a little longer.

  Lucifer crooked his finger and Michael rose to his knees, his movement causing the robe to fall the rest of the way, revealing his erection to the hungry gazes of the two demons—and Lucifer, of course.

  Ardat approached the bed first. “I had heard archangels are the most beautifully formed of all beings, and now I see the tales are true.”

  Lucifer joined Michael on the bed and knelt beside him. He ran his hand down Michael’s chest, over his abdomen, and let his fingers skim the hard cock that twitched at the slightest touch.

  “Irdu, join us,” Michael said.

  The demon slipped onto the bed and crawled as close as he could without risking touching Michael.

  “What’s your pleasure?” Lucifer murmured into Michael’s ear.

  “I…” Michael saw Irdu lick his lips and he craved the feeling of the demon’s mouth wrapped around his cock, but he didn’t dare ask for that. He tore his eyes away from Irdu and met Lucifer’s gaze. “Suck me, while Irdu fucks you.”

  “No one has ever fucked me except you,” Lucifer told him telepathically.