Demon | Slave | Possessive | Steamy | Stockholm syndrome Fay has been captured by Satan, the ruthless demon king infamous for his torturous ways. He thrives on pain, war, and domination, and has finally found a human he desires to make his sex slave. However, Fay is unlike any human the demon realm has encountered. No man can break her spirit or bend her to his will. Even when Satan unleashes his dark powers to force her submission, Fay stands defiant. Intrigued by her resilience, Satan becomes obsessed with the one being who dares to oppose him. This is a story of fire and ice, where two powerful forces collide. As Fay and Satan discover a mutual pleasure in pain and biting, their relationship takes a twisted turn. Amidst this dangerous game, Satan's wife looms in the background, and the Envy war rages on, threatening everything. Can Satan keep Fay safe from his own world? Obsession is a very, very dangerous thing... Note: It is recommended to read "Captured by the Demon King" first for a richer experience. The first page of this book provides a brief overview of that book (beware of spoilers!). While this book is a sequel, it can also be read as a standalone novel.
View More"Pfff. Your friend didn’t stay away from me, you mean,” Lucifer smirked smugly. “You’re married!” I snapped back, my anger rising. We continued walking, our argument low but unmistakable. Rhazien kept his stride ahead of us, but he was clearly listening. I didn’t care. Sam sighed but chose to let us be, placing a cold hand on my lower back, offering silent support. “So?” Lucifer asked, genuinely puzzled. “So? So?” I shot back, my frustration bubbling over. “So, you're supposed to be with your wife at night!" He stared at me, still confused. I whipped my head at Sam. “No. I'd never do that, you know this. I would never cheat on you.“ Sam instantly said, holding up his hand in surrender. "That's because you actually love your wife," Lucifer commented, his eyes dark and telling. “I hate mine. I hate being near her, I hate my kingdom. I hate everything about my life.” Sam’s hand tensed against my back as Lucifer continued, his words filled with bitterness. “I hate everything abo
“They know not to harm any of you,“ Rhazien said over his shoulder. “Still, the temptation will be there. We only have tainted humans here, none as pure as your wife.“ Sam pulled me even closer, half behind him, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings with caution. Lucifer took his place on the other side, causing Sam to relax slightly. “When is a human tainted?“ Sam asked with a frown. We passed another fountain, one I refused to look at, while the castle loomed nearer with every step. “When vampire venom, not from a mate, enters their system. It makes them docile. From that point onwards, the human is tainted. Still tasty, of course, but never like the first bite.“ Rhazien explained as we entered his castle. I glanced up at the high ceiling, and my ears perked up at the sound of faint music playing. “Your human… her blood is nearly irresistible. Never touched by a vampire but full of demon fire. She’s your blood whore, no?” Rhazien turned around and kept walking backwards with
My feet hit solid ground after the nauseating ride, but for the first time, I didn't stumble. Sam held me close, but quickly released his brother. We found ourselves in a vast field atop a hill. It was night, and a large, round moon hung in the sky. The grass beneath us was slightly damp, and the cool night air brushed against my skin. But it was the castle that caught my attention first. It bore a striking resemblance to Sam’s—well, mine too, I suppose. A black Gothic structure, with towering pillars even higher than those at the castle of Wrath. A permanent swirl of dark clouds loomed overhead, occasionally lit by flashes of lightning. The castle stood below us, making it easy to overlook the expansive kingdom that lay before it. “Wow.” Lucifer breathed, echoing my thoughts. “My friend.“ I flinched at the voice behind us, spinning around and instinctively grabbing Sam's arm. Lucifer did the same. But Sam remained relaxed, shrugging off Lucifer’s grip as he stepped forward. Th
Suddenly, my feet touched solid ground. I heard the clattering of brooms and mops being kicked aside as Sam roughly yanked me down. My back hit the floor just as my hips were lifted. Without hesitation, he entered me again, holding my hips in place as he pounded into me, each thrust harder and deeper than the last. I caught glimpses of the red in his eyes, glowing faintly in the darkness. It didn’t scare me like it used to. I knew his devil side was just as in love with me. He would never lose control with me—not in the dangerous way, at least. It just meant he was having the time of his life. That the sex was so good, he couldn't hold back anymore. As I exhaled another breath, his wings suddenly shot out. They were way too big for this tiny space, and they cramped in the walls, the spikes scraping the concrete like strong weapons. “Fuck.“ He hissed, looking up at the ceiling, actual ice forming above him. I melted it instantly, feeling my own energy heighten with his. I felt hi
Bodies pressed close as Sam pulled me against him, my mind still spinning from his behavior. "What are you doing with me?" I whispered, fitting my body against his. "Making the most of this opportunity." Sam replied, twirling me elegantly. "The opportunity to do what?" I asked. Sam yanked me back, his lips brushing my ear. "To make you as crazy as you make me." I turned my face toward him, feeling his lips graze my cheek, feather-light. "The thought of touching you whenever I want, ordering you to touch yourself, getting you undressed, and having you touch me—it’s almost too good to be true." Sam explained. "But you can do that anyway." I pointed out, sliding my hand up his torso. His skin jumped at my touch, a shiver running through him, betraying how much I affected him. "Not really. I've never had full control over you." Sam responded. I almost argued, but his words struck a chord, and I pulled him closer. "Now, dance for me." Sam ordered, desire lacing his voice. I smirke
"Now ride me." Sam commanded. I snapped my head up, forgetting his buttons, and stared at him with wide eyes. "You can't be serious—" "I thought we agreed on no arguments," Sam cut in quickly. "You're arguing quite a lot for a slave." My mouth clamped shut. "We're in public," I said, as if he didn’t already know. "Then I suggest you do it very discreetly," Sam replied. "And light me another cigarette, dear." He opened his cigarette packet and offered it to me. "Yes, my King," I said, almost shaking my head in disbelief. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this. I snatched a cigarette from his hand, lit it with my own fingers, took a drag, and handed it back to him. As soon as he took it, I pressed my lower body fully against his. My wet underwear rubbed against him, and my hands clenched as my mind screamed at me to lift myself off and escape. This was too much. Sam placed his hand on my hip, forcing my body down. "Continue," he directed. I swayed my hips forward, riding a
"I guess we have no one to blame but ourselves," Sam murmured in my ear, his eyes fixed on his brother. Lucifer was still jumping up and down, his excitement almost infectious. I raised an eyebrow. "How often does he win a bet? He looks way too happy about this.""I've never let him join before. He's... quite theatrical," Sam replied."That'll be fun when we travel to another realm," I said with a soft sigh."But first, something else," Sam whispered in my ear.I glanced over my shoulder, looking up at him. His eyes sparkled with mischief."I'm rather thirsty. Fetch me a drink," Sam ordered, the excitement clear in his voice.I huffed loudly. "It's our wedding day," I objected. "I don’t want to—""Ssh," Sam said, placing a finger against my lips. "No arguments, no fights. My slave for twenty-four hours, remember? No date or time was set.""I'm in my wedding dress," I tried again."And soon you won’t be," Sam responded, his face inches from mine. "A drink, pretty girl, now.""You truly
My hope of winning plummeted when my fighter's face twisted in pain. He clutched his bleeding stomach and yanked out the sword in a swift, clean motion. "Hey," Lucifer whispered suddenly from behind us. "I'm in on the bet." Sam's fighter smirked at my fighter. The distraction cost him dearly. The third fighter abruptly wrapped his rope around Sam's fighter's neck, yanking on both ends to choke him. "That's my fighter," Lucifer murmured with an excited tone, like a toddler about to receive his favorite toy. "What are you betting for?" I asked, keeping my eyes on Sam's fighter who was struggling to breathe. Sam clenched his jaw, his furious eyes locked on his demon. A strangled breath escaped Sam's fighter as he clawed at the rope. "NO!" Sam shouted, slamming his fist on the table in front of us. I took another sip of wine, savoring the burn as it went down. My fighter advanced, grabbed the bloody sword, and swung it down to decapitate Sam's fighter. With a roar, Sam's fighter
"Can you remember your first day here?" Sam asked, his hand resting on my knee, a glass of red wine in his other hand. "How could I forget?" I replied, my eyes on the brutal fight unfolding before us. Two demons, both bleeding and snarling, seemed determined to kill each other. The match was close, and the crowd around them screamed and applauded in wild excitement. It was deep into the night, but the moonlight, along with the little lights scattered throughout the garden and around the willow tree, provided enough illumination to see everything. My head buzzed with a mix of alcohol and happiness. "Remember our bet?" Sam asked, giving me a sideways glance. Of course I remembered. If I won, he’d never drink my blood again. If he won, he’d drink my blood that very night—something that ended up happening after I almost lost my life during the hunt. "You mean the one where you cheated?" I asked, tearing my eyes away from the bloody spectacle to meet his gaze."A win is a win," he repl
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