The Devil's Pit

by Naomi Martin

  “Do for what?” I ask.

  She flashes me a lascivious grin. “To do something I’ve always wanted to do.”

  “And what’s that?”

  Instead of answering me, she jumps into Zane’s lap, straddling him, and presses her mouth to his. I watch with wide eyes as she kisses him hard. Even Zane seems taken aback at first, but he quickly melts into it. He runs his fingers through her hair then down her back, finally cupping and squeezing her ass.

  Zane grabs her shirt and she raises her arms, letting him take it off. He tosses it away and her bra quickly follows, her breasts spilling out into his waiting hands and mouth. I watch as he kneads her breasts and sucks on already stiff nipples. Their mouths crash together again but Zane’s hands remain on her tits, squeezing them, pinching her nipples. Raven moans and rolls her hips, grinding herself against his cock.

  I shift on my feet, suddenly uncomfortable as I feel my own cock thickening as I watch them. Raven pulls back and turns to me, her eyes wide, her smile sultry.

  “Come over here,” she says in a throaty voice.

  Zane flashes me a grin. “Vampire blood sometimes lowers inhibitions and makes people feel hypersexual.”

  “I feel great,” she tells us again. “I’m not hyper anything. I’m just sexual. And right now, I want to live out my fantasy—having both of you at the same time. If Elliot were here, it would be all three, but—”

  “Doesn’t this seem like taking advantage of the drunk girl?” I ask Zane.

  “Hardly. What you’re seeing was always there, under the surface,” he replies. “My blood just lets her indulge in those things.”

  “And right now, I want to indulge myself in both of your cocks,” she purrs. “So get them out.”

  My cock is impossibly hard. It’s almost painful. But I can’t get over the fact that she’s not in her right mind. She can’t really give us consent when she’s impaired.

  As if reading my mind, Raven climbs off Zane’s lap and comes over to me. Wrapping her arms around the back of my neck, she gives me a slow, sensual kiss that nearly makes me cum in my pants. Then she pulls back and looks me in the eye, a smile on her face.

  “I’m not impaired. I just feel… good. Great, actually. And maybe my inhibitions are lowered, but this is something I want,” she says. “Honestly, I’d probably never ask for it if I hadn’t had Zane’s blood. But I’ve wanted this for a while now. So, don’t deny me.”

  “Are you sure?”

  She reaches down and grips my cock through my pants, squeezing it tight and giving me a few strokes through the fabric.

  “It certainly seems like you are,” she says. “Now strip.”

  I look over at Zane and laugh when I see him already standing there, naked and ready. Raven looks over at him and purrs, then turns back to me.

  “Better hurry,” she says.

  Raven turns and walks over to Zane, falling to her knees in front of him. I watch as she takes his dick between her lips and starts to work him with her hand and mouth in unison. Zane leans his head back, eyes closed, his body shaking as Raven sucks and strokes him. I’m so turned on that my cock is aching, throbbing, and begging for release. So, I quickly strip out of my clothes and step over to Raven.

  As if sensing me behind her, she reaches back and takes my staff in her hand. She squeezes it tight at the base and starts to jerk me. I groan loudly, reveling in the feeling of her hand sliding up and down my rigid shaft. But then she turns and swallows me whole, sliding her mouth down my cock before licking her way back up again. She bobs her head up and down on my dick in time with her hand and I growl low, feeling my body tightening.

  Zane picks her up and sets her down on all fours on her bed, and she leans forward to take my cock into her mouth again as Zane goes down on her from behind. She moans and writhes as he uses his fingers and tongue on her. With one hand, she grips my balls and squeezes tight, drawing a gasp from me as she continues licking and sucking on my hard cock.

  Zane leans forward harder, burying his fingers into her even deeper as he runs his tongue along her lips, nipping at her clit. And, as he works her pussy, I feel her mouth and hand tighten around my shaft. She grips me hard as she throws her head back and lets out a loud, shuddering cry. She trembles and gasps as she cums and, to me, there’s no sexier sound.

  Zane straightens up and slides his hands down her back, resting them on her hips. He moves forward and plunges himself into her pussy, making Raven bite the side of her hand to keep from crying out too loudly. As Zane starts to move in a hard, steady rhythm, Raven takes me back into her mouth, sucking my cock like she has something to prove. I intertwine my fingers in her hair, pulling hard on it as my body is rocked by sensation.

  Raven groans, her sounds muffled by my cock in her mouth as Zane fucks her. I never personally imagined having a threesome before, but I have to admit that I have a certain sense of comfortability with Zane I didn’t expect. Being with Raven and him at the same time doesn’t feel as weird as I thought it might. Maybe it’s the fact that we’re bonded or something, I don’t know. All I know is that having Raven between us like this doesn’t feel overly strange to me. Not quite natural, but not entirely unnatural, either.

  Raven pushes me back and rises to her knees on the bed. She chews seductively on her bottom lip as she looks me in the eye, then pushes me down onto my back and climbs onto me. She grabs hold of my dick and strokes it hard as she rubs it against her clit. She shudders and moans, then slips it between lips that are incredibly wet and drives herself down onto me. Raven impales herself on my cock, taking me all the way into her. She throws her head back and moans, then starts to roll her hips, riding me slowly at first. I put my hands on her thighs, squeezing them as she fucks me. The sensations coursing through me are electric and set me ablaze inside.

  She motions for Zane to get to his feet and when he does, she leans over and takes his dick all the way into her mouth. He lets out a loud gasp as she grips his cock and squeezes it hard. As she fucks me, I watch, totally entranced as she moves her head and hand up and down his rigid cock. I can’t believe that I’m powerfully turned on by watching her blow Zane as she fucks me. Maybe they slipped me some of Zane’s blood, somehow.

  I take hold of her hips and start to thrust myself upward, slamming myself into her dripping wet core as she sucks and strokes Zane hard and fast. I shudder, feeling my body tighten as I slide along her slick, warm inner walls, reveling in how tightly she’s wrapped around me.

  Zane groans loudly and he pushes her head down on him, holding her there as his body trembles. He throws his head back and gasps as he erupts in Raven’s mouth. She finally pulls back and looks up at him, eyes sparkling and a thick drip of his cum spilling from the corner of her lips.

  I give her one last upward thrust and push myself as deep inside of her as I can. I call her name as she squeezes me with her inner muscles, feeling my cock throb. A moment later, I burst and pulse, filling her with thick loads of my seed. Raven leans forward, bracing herself on my chest with my hands. Her body tenses and, as she squeezes me with her inner muscles, milking every last drop of cum from my body, she cries out. She trembles and shakes wildly as her orgasm grips her. Raven leans forward and presses her forehead to mine as we both ride out the waves of our pleasure.

  Zane collapses onto the bed, his back up against the wall as Raven slides off of me, sitting up next to him. Pleasure is still ringing through my body as I sit up beside them, still in awe over what we’ve just done. We all sit in stunned silence, all of us slowly trying to recover our breath, none of us seemingly able to speak. Not even Zane has a witty retort.

  But we all jump, sitting up straighter when the door to Raven’s cell opens. Elliot steps in and sees us naked, sitting in a line against the wall, and his eyes grow wide. The three of us turn to each other and laugh as Elliot stares at us with confusion and perhaps a touch of jealousy on his face.

  “Well, I clearly missed out on something here,” he says, a small
grin on his face.

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Elliot

  “So, you guys really did it?” I ask. “Like… all of you? At the same time?”

  “We were actually just playing Twister,” Gray says.

  I watch as the three of them scramble around, pulling on their clothes. They don’t seem embarrassed, though. They all share glances and giggles and, honestly, I feel a little bit jealous. Sort of. I’m not exactly sure how I’d feel about Gray or Zane sharing Raven with me at the same time. It seems a bit… strange. I mean, sharing her is one thing. Sharing her at the same time is something else entirely.

  When they’re finally dressed, they all sit down and look at me expectantly, and I suddenly feel put on the spot. I came in here with a head of steam but after walking in on them in that position, I’ve kind of lost my train of thought. Seeing Raven naked has that effect on me. She’s absolutely perfect. Flawless. Her beauty is ethereal, and I could look at her naked body all day. In a non-creepy, non-stalker-y way, of course.

  “So, what did you find?” Raven asks.

  I try to focus but can’t get the image of all three of them naked out of my head. It’s distracting, knowing they all just had group sex together.

  “You okay?” Gray asks.

  “Yeah. I’m good. I’m fine. Totally,” I tell him. “I just… I didn’t expect to walk in on you all having sex.”

  “Well, technically speaking, you didn’t walk in on us having sex,” Zane clarifies. “You walked in on us after we had sex.”

  “You’ll have to forgive the kid,” Gray says. “He hasn’t had sex enough to not be embarrassed by it.”

  “Eat crap, Gray,” I snap.

  Raven looks over at Gray, a small smirk on her face. “As I recall, you had to be coaxed into it. You were a bit embarrassed about it—”

  “Shut up,” Gray interrupts, and he laughs.

  I look at the three of them, all smiling like the cat that ate the canary. The concept of sharing a woman at the same time is strange. I mean, the logistics of it all kind of warp my mind a bit. Realizing that this is all my inexperience showing, I feel my face flare with heat, and I look away. Raven stands and pulls me into a tight embrace, then plants a long, sensual kiss on my mouth that drives out all thought. All I can do is feel the warmth of her mouth, the velvety softness of her tongue, and the stiffening cock in my pants.

  She pulls back and gives me a smile. “Ignore them,” she says softly.

  “Is this… I mean, is this normal when we’re all bonded?” I ask.

  She shrugs. “It doesn’t have to be,” she tells me. “You never have to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

  “Don’t lie to him,” Gray chuckles. “To be part of the club, you have to let Zane do you in the butt.”

  I feel my eyes widen and when I glance at Zane, he gives me a slow, languid shrug and an enigmatic smile. I feel my blood run cold and my body seems to automatically clench up on its own. Raven looks back at them.

  “Stop it,” she admonishes, then turns back to me. “No, this was just an unusual situation and it just sort of happened.”

  “Unusual?”

  She nods. “Fry and Sherman beat me to a pulp—”

  “They what?”

  I feel my blood turn to fire and my power begins to writhe around inside of me like a living thing. A living and pissed off thing. The idea that somebody hurt Raven infuriates me to no end. But she puts a gentle kiss on my cheek and smiles.

  “It’s okay,” she says. “I’m fine now. Zane gave me some of his blood to heal me and… well, you know how it felt to have his blood inside of you.”

  I nod, recalling how hyper I’d become after taking some of his blood. I remember talking faster, moving faster, and being filled with this frenetic energy. It didn’t make me want to have a threesome, but I guess vampire energy manifests itself differently in different people.

  Hearing that’s what it was makes me feel a bit better about things. They hadn’t intentionally left me out—it was just a spontaneous thing between them all. Not that they have to include me in all of their sexual escapades, but at least I know it’s not because they think I’m too inexperienced or something.

  “Are you okay?” Raven asks softly.

  I nod. “Yeah, I’m just being stupid,” I tell her. “Ignore me.”

  She gives me another kiss and then sits down again. I look around at each of them and have the strangest feeling sweep over me. I don’t know why, especially in light of my mini-meltdown right now, but as I take the three of them in, I realize that this is my family. These are my people. This is my squad, or whatever you want to call it. But these people truly do complete me. I never would have thought it possible, but I know that I, and my life, are forever altered for the better because of them.

  Gray snaps his fingers, pulling me out of my head. “Yo, kid,” he says. “What did you find?”

  I give them a goofy grin. “Right. Sorry. Anyway, I found some information in the library. It’s an old book about elementals and the runes and all,” I say. “You’d think they’d curate their book collection better, because the information in some of those volumes is downright dangerous for them.”

  “Stay focused,” Zane urges. “You’re getting off-track.”

  “Again,” Gray says.

  “Stop it,” says Raven. “Let him speak.”

  “Right. Right,” I say.

  I start to pace the small area as I collect and order my thoughts. Finally, I turn and look at Raven, holding her gaze.

  “The first thing is, I found out what you are. Your powers,” I say. “You’re rare. Special.”

  “We already knew that,” Gray chuckles.

  Raven slaps him in the chest. “Be quiet. Let him speak,” she insists, then turns back to me. “What do you mean, El?”

  “You’re what’s called a Pure elemental,” I say, feeling the rush of excitement I got when I made the discovery. “See, I’m a fire elemental. I can only channel fire. I make things burn. A water elemental can only channel water. They can manipulate water. Air elementals—”

  “Let me guess, they can only channel air?” Gray cracks. “And earth elementals—”

  “Let him speak,” Zane chides him this time. “This is fascinating. And it explains quite a lot. This is fantastic information, Elliot. Please, continue.”

  I nod. “Right, okay,” I say. “You, Raven, you can channel them all. Earth, air, fire, and water. You can manipulate and channel them all. That’s exceedingly rare. It’s a fraction of one percent of elementals. Ninety-nine point nine nine nine can only channel one element. And even fewer than that can travel. In the books I found, there’s barely a mention of it, actually.”

  Zane nods. “That’s what I found, as well,” he says. “It seems more of a legend than anything.”

  “But, as we’ve seen, it is far more than a legend,” I say.

  She sits back and looks at me, an expression of wonder on her face. I can’t tell her what the exact ramifications of this are; I barely know about my own abilities. But what I can say is that being able to channel more is obviously better. She has more power and fewer limitations.

  “That’s great and all, but I’m not sure how that improves our situation,” Gray says. “I don’t see how it helps us bust out of here when she can’t touch her full power.”

  “That’s the interesting part,” I say. “The collar restricts you from using your full power, but there is a way you can destroy it.”

  “I can destroy the collar?”

  I nod. “Yes. At least, in theory. Please, can I look at it?”

  Raven gets to her feet and stands before me. I look into her eyes and feel my stomach churn and my heart flutter. I don’t know if she’s ever not going to have that effect on me. But I lean closer, focusing on the collar around her neck. There are a number of different etchings, but I pick out the symbols for the elements: earth, air, fire, and water. I run my fingers over them. And when I don’t
see the one I was looking for, I feel a surge of triumph. I look up and give her a smile.

  “They didn’t even plan for the possibility.” I grin.

  “The possibility of what?” she asks.

  “That Pure elementals exist,” I tell her. “They never warded this collar against the fifth element, the one that makes you Pure: spirit.”

  “Spirit?”

  I nod. “It’s an amalgamation of the other elements, but is still its own,” I tell her. “That’s why you’re still able to channel your power. The collar’s not warded against it. The collar can blunt the effects of your power, but it can’t snuff it out completely.”

  She looks at me with something like wonder on her face. But then her expression grows curious and she purses her lips.

  “But how does that help me break the collar?” she asks.

  “Because you can overload it. If you channel only spirit and not the other elements, you can overload the collar and cause it to burn out,” I say. “Again, this is all theory, but I think it’s sound. I think it could work.”

  She sighs. “But I don’t know how to channel just spirit. I didn’t even know spirit was a thing,” she admits. “And my training, such as it was, never really got that detailed. Honestly, I didn’t know I could channel all the elements.”

  I look over at the guys and see something different in their eyes. There’s something about them that seems, well, different. It takes me a moment to realize what it is and when I do, it hits me hard. For the first time, the resignation and bitterness that has always shadowed their eyes is gone. And, for the first time I can ever recall, I see hope. It’s cautious and it’s guarded, but it’s hope. Maybe, for the first time, they actually believe we’re going to get out of this place.

  “I don’t even know where to start with all of this, Elliot,” Raven says softly. “I don’t know if I can do this.”

  “Yes, you most definitely can,” I urge her.

  “I don’t know where to start.”

  I give her a small smile. I don’t really know where to start, either. I barely had any training myself. I don’t know how the heck to train somebody else. But if we’re going to get out of here, I guess I’m going to have to figure it out.