OWNED BY THE DEMON KING
“SUCK ME," he growled, his grip on my hair tightening as he pushed harder. “PLEASURE ME LIKE THE F*CKING WHORE YOU ARE, KAELEN.”
I tried to say no, to resist, but my mouth burned as he shoved it deeper. The pain was much but I found myself wanting him more.
Kaelen was a skilled thief with a decent life—until he stole a cursed spellbook from the Inquisition and accidentally summoned Thrakos, the Demon King. Hoping to bind the demon to his will, the ritual backfired, leaving Kaelen magically and sexually bound to a horny Thrakos instead.
Now a pawn in Thrakos’s war against his brother Vaelith, Kaelen gains dangerous powers but loses control. Hunted by Inquisitors, demons, and monsters, he must travel to Vermont to retrieve the Hell-blade—a sacred weapon forged to kill Vaelith. With Sylvia and a shapeshifting succubus at his side, Kaelen faces deadly enemies and the growing darkness within himself.
With each orgasm and surge of power, Kaelen becomes less human and more demon. When the final battle comes, will he fight for freedom—or embrace his new nature and become the Demon King’s ultimate weapon?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7: THREE FACES FROM HELLKAELEN'S POV The sun had risen high now, its rays piercing through the canopy of leaves above me and bathing the ground in little golden spots. The bustling noise of the merchant market slowly faded away, swallowed by the thick silence of the forest. “Ugh," I groaned softly, as I pressed my palms against my side, trying to stop the blood from pouring out. My other hand grabbed the reins tight, yanking it back and stopping the horse from veering into the shrubs.‘Your foot's healed,’ Thrakos muttered in my skull, his voice smug. I glanced down at my foot to see that it had indeed healed up, the flesh that had been torn apart now smooth again. “Well, then heal my bloody side," I said through clenched teeth as I leaned forward on the cart's worn dashboard, my vision slowly blurring. “I'm… losing a… lot of godsdamn blood here, Thrakos.” ‘Fixing a wound like that isn't as easy as the one on your foot, Kaelen,’ Thrakos said, his chuckle resonating through my mind. ‘You have to let the
Last Updated: 2025-09-03
Chapter: CHAPTER 6: THREE BULLETS FOR A TUNICKAELEN'S POVThe cool morning breeze wafted through the tear in my ragged cloak, stinging my ass cheeks. My gaze traveled to where I had parked the cart as I slowly inched towards the open stall. It was safe, hidden from sight. On a bench beside it lay a heap of folded tunics in different colors. My stomach twisted, not from hunger this time, but nerves. I needed a clean cloth and a place to wash off. That meant less attention as I knew flyers with my face were already circling town. ‘You can just kill them and take the clothes,’ Thrakos muttered in my head, his hands clawing at my thoughts. I could feel his push, the want to unleash his powers. But I couldn't do that here. “Not doing that," I whispered, shaking my head. Luckily there was no one around, else they'd have thought I'd run mad. I took a quick look at the next stall as I steadied my breath. Clenching my jaws, I raced toward the bench and slipped my hands under the fabric, my bloodied hands leaving smudges. I quickly gr
Last Updated: 2025-08-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 5: HUNTEDThe smell of burnt oil and rotting fish hit me as I stepped out of the remains of the cathedral and my nose scrunched. I placed my hands over my face, blocking the still rising sun as my feet hit the damp cobblestone, wet with piss and the previous night's rainfall. “FISHES FROM THE DARK WATERS!”“MELONS! GET YOUR MELONS HERE!" “ENCHANTMENTS FOR YOUR LOVERS!" Crowds flocked down the pathway leading into the street where different stalls had already been set up. The voices of merchants rose filled the air as they shouted prices. I groaned, staring back at the cathedral where the bloodied remains of Skaar's men still laid. Someone would have to take care of that, I thought to myself as I ran a hand through my sticky hair. As I took another step, two kids raced by me, their mother shouting their names behind them. She almost bumped into me, turned to apologize, but her expression quickly turned to disgust as she hurried after her kids. Did I really look that bad?Ignoring her react
Last Updated: 2025-08-10
Chapter: CHAPTER 4: TORN OPENI collapsed to the chill stone floor, my muscles trembling as I tried lifting myself off the floor. Blood trailed down my body, matting my hair to my face and the smell of burning skin caused my stomach to churn.Thrakos knelt beside me, gazing into my eyes as his hands closed around my wrist. I was barely aware of anything until he began to tug me toward the bloodied altar."You're weak," he said, his tone low. "But do not worry, Kael. I will make you strong again."My vision was fading, but as I looked up, I caught a flash of movement—his cock, hard and throbbing. A warm feeling swept me, reaching down to my crotch and my mouth wateredThe feeling from before came again—I wanted him badly. Suddenly, he stopped.My eyes struggled to stay open as I looked up at Thrakos who stood over me, his eyes red and his lips pulled back in a sly grin. He grabbed both of my arms and pinned them down, my back scraping against the broken steps of the altar. Slowly, his hand traveled down, until his
Last Updated: 2025-08-10
Chapter: CHAPTER 3: THE SUMMONER, HIS BLADEThe doors of the cathedral burst open, splinters of wood flying in every corner. Dust and smoke flooded the sacred hall as more than twenty men swarmed in, their blackened armor clacking with every step they took. Etched on their breastplate was a sigil—a broken sun stabbed by a dagger—confirming my thoughts. Skarr. Their gaze swept through the place before finally landing on me. “There!" a man snarled from within the group. He pushed through the men as he came out into view. Standing taller than the others and with caped armor was Skarr, leader of the inquisition. On his face was a jagged scar that ran down the right of his cheek, splitting his lip and vanishing into his chin. He was here for my blood. I stood naked on the shattered steps of the altar. My skin was searing red with runes that ran down my body like veins. They glowed with each thud of my heart. My breath fogged in the chill air and my hands shook—not with fear, but with restrained hell that stirred within me, wait
Last Updated: 2025-08-10
Chapter: CHAPTER 2: THE SUMMONER, HIS TOYI summoned him for strength. Not to become his toy. He was supposed to serve me, but now…“Eurgh!!!" I gagged, my jaws aching as I sucked harder.The chains tightened around my body, sinking into my flesh and drawing blood. I gasped, but the sound was swallowed by Thrakos’ dick as it filled my mouth, burning against my tongue. I sucked harder, trying to draw his cum. This isn't me. Why am I…?“Oh, yes," Thrakos groaned, a low guttural growl echoing across the empty cathedral. He thrust his cock deeper into my throat, choking me. My eyes watered, drool dripping down my lips as my lungs burned for air. His meat throbbed in my mouth and I could tell he was close. I wanted to scream, to spit him out. But instead… I welcomed him. I wanted his hot cum to fill my mouth. What the hell did he do to me?I pulled my face forward, pushing his rock-hard dick deeper. He hit the back of my throat as I massaged him with my tongue, desperate to push him to the edge. Thrakos snarled.His hands gri
Last Updated: 2025-08-10
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