Stolen Fire

by S. Dalambakis

  “Yes.” I know it’s true because I can feel my wetness seeping through my panties. Obsidian moves them to the side. His fingers touch my clit before moving down, circling around my opening. He growls before plunging his fingers inside me, pumping them. I cry out from the pleasure, but it’s short lived. Obsidian removes his fingers from me.

  “Climb all the way and lay on your back.”

  I do as he says and lay on my back in the middle. I look down at the end of the bed, seeing Obsidian stroke his cock from root to tip, running his thumb over his piercing. I lick my lips. Obsidian growls low. He quickly divests himself of his clothes. The man is a work of art, literally. There are very few places that aren’t covered in tattoos. He’s solid muscle, and that ass. I moan. God, his ass looks amazing.

  “Like what you see, doll?”

  “Yes.” He knows I do. He walks over to the wall and pulls down a few scarves. He turns back to me.

  “Arms up and out to the side. Bend your knees, feet flat on the bed, legs open.” I do as he says, “Good girl.” Fuck if it doesn’t turn me on more.

  He takes his time, but he ties each arm with a scarf, then ties it to the post. He does the same to each leg. He starts to crawl up my body, and I move to touch him, but I’m stopped by the scarves. I growl. Obsidian smirks at me. He’s on his knees between my legs, looking at me like I’m a meal and he can’t wait to eat me. Well, that makes two of us, because I want his mouth and hands to kiss, lick, and touch every inch of my body. My gaze travels over his body, stopping on the piercing at the tip of his cock. I can’t wait to feel that inside me, hitting me in all the right places. His hands go to the waistband of my panties, fisting them at the sides.

  “You won’t be needing these.” He rips them, tossing them to the floor.

  I try to close my legs to relieve some of the tension, but I’m thwarted by the scarves and Obsidian’s body. He runs his fingertips down my legs, coming dangerously close to my pussy. He continues his path, running his hands up my stomach and sides. He pauses briefly at the bruise. For a moment I think he’s going to stop, but he doesn’t. He cups my breasts, squeezing, pinching my nipples. I have to bite my lip to keep myself from crying out. His hands travel back down my body, once again missing the part of me that I want him to touch the most. I whimper.

  “Soon, doll, soon.” He grips his cock, sliding it through my folds. “So wet for me.”

  His piercing hits my clit on every up stroke. I can feel my orgasm building, but Obsidian senses it, and stops his movement. He pulls back, leaving the bed. I watch as he goes to the dresser, opening a few drawers before he finds what he’s looking for. He climbs back on the bed, going right back between my thighs.

  “Close your eyes.” I do. There’s a buzzing sound that fills the silence of the room. “Don’t open them until I say.” I nod. I feel the bed move, and then his lips are placing kisses to the inside of my thighs. I suck in a breath. Suddenly, there’s a vibration against my clit. I try not to squirm, but I can’t help it.

  “Holy shit.”

  Obsidian just laughs. “Oh, just you wait,” he says. He moves the vibrator, stroking my pussy with it, like he did with his cock. He teases my entrance, circling over and over.

  “Please,” I beg. The vibrator is pulled away and he taps my pussy. It doesn’t hurt, it only enhances my arousal. I know I have to be seeping with want for him.

  “You’ll get what I give you, and not a moment before,” Obsidian growls.

  I whimper. I want to beg, but I know he’ll only draw this out longer. The vibrator comes back, running up my seam, before being placed back at my entrance. He teases me, using shallow pumps. I want to move my hips, to take more, but I can’t. Then finally, Obsidian gives me more. He pushes the vibrator all the way inside, his lips clamp over my clit. As he pumps the vibrator inside me, he’s sucking, licking, and nipping at my clit. The dual sensation is driving me higher. Just a few more and I’ll fall over that cliff, but Obsidian stops. He removes the vibrator and his mouth. His lips place kisses on my belly just above my mound. His mouth and the vibrator go back. He brings me close to an orgasm, just to pull back right before my release. Over and over and over again. The sensations are becoming too much. The sound of the vibrator is gone, replaced by the sound of mine and Obsidian’s heavy breathing.

  “Open your eyes, doll.” I do, immediately seeking out his amber ones. I suck in a breath at the desire, lust, and love swirling in them. He unties one leg, then the other, but I still don’t move them. He kisses a path up my body, stopping to lavish my breasts. His hand travels up my leg and side. His gaze locks with mine before he surges forward.

  Obsidian

  “Yes,” Finley gasps.

  Her legs automatically wrap around me. Her heels hit the bottom of my ass with every thrust into her tight pussy. I look down at her, and she always looks amazing in the throes of passion. She gets this wild look in her eyes and it just spurs me on more. The moans she makes are like music to my ears. Her arms are straining against the scarves, and I know if I let her go, her nails would be digging into my back, like a hellcat. I growl, pumping harder and faster at the thought. Next time, I’ll release her hands as well. I know Finley’s getting close. Her walls are clenching my cock like a vise. I start to pound into her, the headboard bounces off the wall. I grit my teeth. I need her to cum before me.

  “Cum, Finley,” I whisper in her ear, and she does. Her back arches off the bed, and she screams her release. She moves her head and the next thing I know I feel her teeth biting into my neck. Right before I spill my release inside her, I clamp down and bite her neck. Pleasure spikes through my body as I cum. Both of us release our bites at the same time. I slow my thrust, until I eventually stop. I lean down capturing Finley’s mouth with mine. I pull back looking into her eyes. She smiles.

  “Wow.” My thoughts exactly. “We need to get these for our bed.” I laugh.

  “I take it you approve?”

  “Oh, hell yeah,” she says. I start to untie her wrist. “There are some things over on the wall I don’t think I’d be into, but the ties, the vibrators, I’m definitely down for. Especially the spanking. You can do that any time.”

  “Looks like we’ll be going shopping then.”

  Once her arms are free, she wraps them around my neck, pulling me down, and kisses the hell out of me. I can never get enough of her. She’s like an addiction. An addiction I have no intention of quitting. I pull her close to me, letting her feel my hardening cock against her soft belly. My hands grip and squeeze her ass. I move my head back, looking down in her lust filled gray eyes.

  “As much as I would love to keep you here and try out a few more toys,” she bites her bottom lip, her eyes darken with desire at my words, “we have to go and find Stolas and Verkor. We have a lot of ground to cover today.” Finley pouts, like she might argue with me, and there’s no way I would say no, but she doesn’t. She sighs.

  “Fine,” she grumbles. I release her and watch as she rolls over and gets off the bed. She starts searching the floor for her clothes. I get up and start doing the same. “Really?” I hear her say, as I’m pulling on my jeans. I turn to look to see if there is a problem, but I end up laughing. Finley is holding the tattered remains of her underwear on the tip of her finger. “It’s not funny. I swear, I’m not going to have any underwear left at this rate.” She tosses the torn fabric at me. I catch it, shoving the material in the front pocket of my jeans.

  “You don’t need to wear any.” She huffs, crossing her arms over her bra-clad chest.

  “Of course, I do. I can’t go places with my vajay just airing out. What if I’m wearing a dress, and I flash someone? If I’m playing my violin, you know I like to dance. They’re going to get an up close and personal view. Do you really want that?”

  I growl. I stalk closer, standing right behind her. I lean down to whisper in her ear.

  “I’ll kill anyone who thinks they can touch you. I’ll rip their eyes right out of their h
eads for even daring to look at what’s mine.” A shiver races through Finley’s body. “Does my bloodlust excite you doll?” I run my fingertips up her back. “I would kill anyone who would try to harm you. You are mine, and I would do anything to keep you safe.” Finley nods. “Now, if we don’t finish getting ready, I’m going to take you again.” I run my teeth over the mark I left on her shoulder, before kissing it. “We don’t want to keep Stolas and Verkor waiting, do we?” Personally, I don’t care how long we make them wait. But, I’ll do what Finley wants.

  “I want you, but I know we have to get moving. And after yesterday, I want to put as much space between me and limbo, as possible. Besides, the faster we complete this mission, the faster we can get back to your place and buy those ties.” I growl at the thought of her tied to my bed, open for me to pleasure her.

  “Then let’s get moving.” We finish getting ready, and I take a look around the room, making sure we got everything. I grab Finley’s hand, leading her to the door.

  “Um, are we just going to leave the dirty sheets and toy in here?”

  “Yes. They have someone come through and replace everything. Remember what I said when we came in?”

  “Yes.”

  “Good. You have to do the same once we step from this room. We’ll walk right to the front and return the bracelets. If you’re a good girl, I’ll reward you later.” I nip at her earlobe.

  “What happens if I’m not?” her voice is soft.

  “Then I’ll just have to deliver some punishment.” I smack her ass, just hard enough to sting. Her breathing hitches. I love her reaction. “It seems like you like the thought of punishment. If I were to slip my hand down your pants, would I find you wet and ready for me?” Finley nods.

  “Yes,” she says breathlessly. I growl. I want to take her again, but I know I can’t. We’ve already spent enough time here. I smack her ass again, eliciting a moan.

  “You’re just going to have to wait, doll. I’ll take care of you later, but for now, we need to go.” I open the door and lead her down the steps. I take a glance back at her, see that she’s following my directions. A part of me was hoping that she wouldn’t so I could punish her. I’d love to see her ass pink from my hands. She’s going to love her punishments.

  I guide Finley back through the club and to the front desk, where we return our bracelets. The same lust demon is standing there.

  “I hope your time here was devilishly sinful. Come again.” The lust demon sends a wink my way. I can practically see Finley rolling her eyes at all the sexual innuendos. I nod, as we leave the Demon’s Sins. Finley immediately goes back to being herself once we’re clear of the doors.

  “You better make sure you keep your promise,” she states.

  “Oh, I will.” I smack her ass again, for good measure, causing her to moan. I smirk, loving the effect I have on her. I look at our surroundings, but I don’t see Stolas or Verkor.

  “I don’t see them,” Finley voices my thoughts.

  “That’s because we’re over here,” Stolas’ voice rings out.

  Finley and I turn and see Stolas and Verkor walking up. Each of them has two bags. The second they are near, Stolas hands me back my bag and Verkor hands me Finley’s.

  Stolas turns his attention to Finley. “So, did you have a devilishly sinful time?” he smirks. Finley groans.

  “Their innuendos were just down right cliché. The damn club is called Demon’s Sins. Really? The way that demon at the front desk said come, was ridiculous. Come again. Like we didn’t know what she really meant. She’s lucky I had to act submissive in there; otherwise, I would have liked to gouge her eyes out.” Finley whips her gaze my way. “I saw the way she winked at you. I saw the desire in her eyes. She wanted to lick you like you were her very own hamrammr lollipop.”

  “Are you jealous, doll?” She huffs, looking away from me. Oh, my little mate is definitely jealous. “There’s no need to worry.” I place a finger under her chin, lifting her gaze to mine. “I only have eyes for you, doll. There’s not a female being in any realm that even comes close to you.” I run my knuckles down the side of her face.

  “I know that. I know we’re mates, and that whole lifetime thing, but I still don’t have to like some demon bitch eye fucking you.”

  “Hm, this new possessive side is quite the turn-on,” Stolas says, as he closes in on Finley.

  “I’m sure you don’t like when other males look at me.” All of us growl. “Exactly. I feel the same way.” She sighs, rubbing her temple. Stolas pulls her into his arms, stroking her back. “I’ll be okay. I’ve never felt this way before.”

  “Neither have we. But, don’t get me wrong, I love seeing this side of you,” Stolas says, placing a kiss on the top of her head. “How about we go find something to eat? You probably worked up an appetite.” Finley nods against his chest. “Good. I know just the place.”

  He pulls back, gazing down at Finley. His hands move to her waist, using his thumbs to caress the exposed strip of skin from where her shirt has ridden up. I can see it in his eyes. He’s proud. She’s carrying his pup. It must be killing him keeping it all in. I worry about how Finley is going to react. After her response to my question about wanting kids, I know she’s going to think it’s too soon, but we’re going to have to convince her that it’ll be okay. That we’ll be okay.

  “Great,” Finley speaks. “Because I’m getting hangry.”

  “What the hell is that?” I ask.

  “It’s when you’re hungry and angry at the same time. Hangry,” she responds.

  I nod my head, still having no clue what she’s talking about. It makes no sense. It must be an Earth Realm thing. I don’t spend much time there. None of us do. Humans are horrible creatures. I’ve seen the way they act against things that are different. How they treat other human beings if they don’t agree with what they believe. They’re just filled with too much hate. Very few humans know that other realms exist, and fewer travel between them. It’s safer for everyone that way.

  “Hey Siddy, are you coming?” I look over and see that all of them have started walking, leaving me behind. I jog to catch up with them. Finley tilts her head to the side. “You okay?”

  “Yes.”

  “Then what had you so spaced out?” I can’t tell her the truth. We agreed to wait until we got home, so I lie.

  “Just thinking about your punishment for later.” Her eyes darken.

  “I can’t wait.” Me either. I just hope when we tell finally tell her, that she won’t be too angry.

  “Come on. Let’s go get you some food. I don’t want you to be hangry anymore.” Finley laughs.

  “Oh man, that sounds weird coming from you.” I shrug my shoulders, but smile. “Come on.” She holds out a hand to me. I take it as we all walk toward the gateway to the third level of hell. Gluttony.

  Chapter 5

  Finley

  When Stolas said he knew a place to eat, I thought we were going to a place somewhere in the lust level. But then, Stolas takes me through the gateway to the third level of hell. I stand there with my mouth hanging wide open.

  “Welcome to gluttony,” Stolas says.

  There is every type of eating establishment that you can think of. The smells wafting to me, make my stomach rumble.

  “You know, I think I understand why the old Earth song said there was a highway to hell. This is definitely not what I expected. Have any of you been to heaven?” I look at each of them. Each have a look of confusion on their face.

  “Yup,” Stolas replies. “Obviously, I didn’t burn upon arrival.”

  I roll my eyes. I get it. A being from hell, going to a place of holy worship. I choose to disregard what he says and ask my question. “Is there a stairway to heaven?” Stolas laughs.

  “No, they’re lazy shits. There is no way they would walk up stairs to get anywhere. Quite frankly, I think they’re the worst beings in all the realms. All sanctimonious. I don’t think any of them have a righteous bone in th
eir bodies. There have been a lot of wars raged in their name, and they’re fine with all the death. They’re not the ones that have to deal with the fall out, because if you think any of those beings go to heaven, you’d be wrong. They all go to hell. Murder is a sin. They think that all will be forgiven, and they will be welcomed into heaven with open arms.” He snorts. “Wrong again. But, we beings from hell are the ones that get the bad wrap. All we do is clean up after heaven.” He shakes his head.

  “Wow. I don’t know what to say to that.” Stolas shrugs his shoulders.

  “It’s better to be prepared than not, in case we have to go to the Heaven Realm at some point.”

  “I hope not.”

  “We’ll cross that bridge if we have to. For now, let’s get you something to eat. What would you like? My sister has a restaurant around here.”

  I start playing with the hem of my shirt. I don’t know if I’m ready to meet Stolas’ family. What if they don’t like me? I know Stolas told me that they’re not like that, but that doesn’t mean I still don’t feel like they’ll be disappointed because I’m not a hellhound.

  “I don’t know,” my voice wobbles with my nervousness. Stolas moves, standing in front of me. He reaches out, pulling me close to his body, wrapping his arms around me.

  “I promise, my family is going to love you. You have nothing to be nervous about. How about if I go and talk to her and she meets you out here?” He rubs my back. “I’ll have her bring you her famous cherry chocolate lava cake.” Oh, that sounds good. I may have to suck it up and meet her just for the dessert. I nod my head against his chest. He pulls back. His eyes are asking if I’m sure. I nod again.

  “Okay, I’ll meet your sister.” Stolas smiles wide, and his eyes get a sparkle to them. He leans down, giving me a heart stopping kiss.

  “I promise, you’re going to love her. Now, what else would you like? You can’t just have dessert.” I pout.

  “But that cake sounds so good.”

  “It is, but you need more than just sugar.” I cross my arms, not really mad at him.