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Captured by Satan Chapter 33: Willow tree
There was only one place I could go. Only one place where I wanted to go. I walked past the fighting rings, where demons were preparing for their battles. I was unseen. Drunk demons stumbled and fell around me, but none dared to enter the silent, dark maze. I was completely alone here. Alone in the darkness. "Hey, buddy." I said to the willow tree in the middle of the maze. This place was already becoming a sanctuary to me. The leaves of the gigantic tree swayed slowly in the soft wind, almost as if it was greeting me back. My usual, lonely seat was empty and I sat on it, hidden by the tree on this cold night. Faint sounds of an epic party echoed in the distance, and flickering lights indicated that the night was far from over. I sat and stared in silence. Until an uncomfortable feeling washed over me. A chill ran down my spine, the hairs on my neck rising, and my body woke up with shock. A demon was close. Very close. I strained my ears to listen for any sound, but there was no
Captured by Satan Chapter 34: He's here somewhere
He released me, and his head reappeared in front of me again, his eyes closed. "Fuck. That's more like it." He groaned, looking like he was in pure bliss. I saw goosebumps rise on his skin and wondered what effect my blood had on him. He almost looked like he was having some sort of mental orgasm. His fingers were still on my underwear and his other hand was on my knee, holding it to the side. He stayed kneeling and I looked down at the king with half-lidded eyes. My body felt satisfied, almost as if it no longer belonged to me. It hummed with the power of Sam running through my veins. Sam knew exactly what he was doing every time he bit me, but I couldn't tell if he fully understood the impact his bites had on me. He had mentioned that my body would adapt to his needs, but he himself looked like he was in heaven. It was better not to let him know how he affected me. He would surely use it to his advantage. My gaze fell to his mouth, which was slightly red with my blood. His eyes o
Captured by Satan Chapter 35: Sam's POV 1
"Will you take her? To envy?" Guirita asked me as we walked out of the maze. "Who?" I responded as if I didn't know. But we both knew exactly whom she meant. "The blood whore." Guirita basically snapped at me. I looked at her sharply, and she instantly looked down. "I'm sorry, my king. I just don't want you to drink from her again." She whispered, her eyes on the gravel. We slowly walked to the exit, but my body was yearning me to go back. Fay was in the maze, completely alone. Fay was in the maze, completely alone. After all this time that she was in the human realm, I finally had her here. I should be with her right now, my teeth in her skin, fucking her against the tree. "Why?" I asked, ignoring the pull in my teeth. They had been hurting from drinking Guirita's blood, and it was an annoying pain. They finally felt normal again after drinking Fay's blood, but I wanted more. So much more. But I couldn't, not this coming week. "You know why, husband. You know she will crave you."
Captured by Satan Chapter 36: Sam's POV 2
I looked at her alluring dress, which was hugging her perfect body amazingly. I didn't know where she found this dress, but man was it a fucking treat to look at. I wanted to be the one to unzip it. Desire washed over my skin, threatening to drown me. Instead of asking for my help, she looked up at Wruy again. "I don't want to sleep with clothes on. I sleep naked." That fucking does it. Without a second thought, I grabbed her arm, pulling her away from Wruy with more force than intended. Fay slammed into me and Wruy instantly stepped back when he saw my angry face. Even the touch of her warm skin couldn't calm my fury now. I knew exactly what Wruy was thinking, imagining her sleeping naked just like every other demon who overheard her comment. He wisely stepped back, seeing my angry expression. "You." I snapped at Fay, who rubbed her face as if she had bumped into me too hard.. There were so many things I wanted to say. Get naked. Show me your neck. Touch me. Get on your knees. M
Captured by Satan Chapter 37: Undress
"Have a drink." Sam said, his cold hand on my cheek. My mind was muddled from the shots. Was I drugged? Was I really here alone with Sam AND Guirita, and he told me to have a drink? I couldn't see anything, but I knew in what direction my bedroom was. Just when I stepped back to escape, Sam spoke. "Guirita. Light some candles." He ordered her, his voice a little bit strained. Guirita's angry face lit up when she lit up a match and she skilfully walked over to the edge of the bed, which was not made. She lit up one candle next to the bed, walked around it and lit another one. She turned to us, and with her eyes on me, blew the candle out. Her black veil made her look scary and unpredictable. Her face was once again hidden from me and she was dressed so black, I couldn't even see her figure. Samael stepped away from me to his collection of bottles and my nerves didn't die down a single bit. If anything, they rose to uncomfortable levels. I was trapped in a room with two predators. O
Captured by Satan Chapter 38: Kiss
Her lips were cold. Icy, even. I was relieved that normal demons didn't have this weird kissing thing. Being tied to Guirita would be unimaginable. She seemed stunned at first. She didn't move, but Sam also didn't touch me. His attack halted the moment I kissed her. An energy of shock went through the room and I decided to push it a little bit further. If Sam couldn't touch me now that he was married, I might as well give him a show. Pushing Guirita back, she whimpered when I straddled her. My hand went to the back of her neck and I opened my lips slightly to breathe against her lips. She moaned but seemed to be truly lost at what to do. Come on, woman. Grabbing her hand, I guided it to my hip, right on the skin. She gasped and also opened her lips. I pressed my body closer against hers and her hand slid from my hip to my ass. Her touches stayed cold and uninviting, but I pressed on. It had been a while since I had some affection like this, and my drunk mind enjoyed it. I mean, s
Captured by Satan Chapter 39: Rude awakening
My shower had hot water again. Whilst I stood in the shower, drunk and swaying, I reflected on the ridiculous situations life had entangled me in. Everything had changed dramatically since Anna uttered those terrifying Latin words in our cosy, small living room. First it was Elle who was taken by a demon king. Now it was me. Only my demon king wasn't in love with me. And he had some serious anger issues. Stepping out of the shower, I froze upon hearing a sound. With the towel half in my hair, I looked at the door connecting my bedroom to Sam's bedroom. Moaning. Female moaning. Extra loud. Fuck. No. Dear lord. Please. No. My U-turn was so swift I almost broke my ankle, but I didn't care. I threw the towels away from me and turned the shower back on. I would sit in here all night, if I had to. After half an hour of staying in the shower, my skin was wrinkled, and my mind exhausted. I finally turned the shower off, hoping the noise had stopped. They had, thank fuck. With a tired si
Captured by Satan Chapter 40: Leaving for war
The clothes consisted of black riding pants, a tight dark red top and army boots. It wasn't Lara Croft porn style, but finally a decent badass outfit. I could do with this. Feeling satisfied with my outfit choice, I braided my hair and hit the air with a surge of adrenaline, ready to face whatever awaited me. Come at me, dark ones. Come to mamma. As I entered Sam's bedroom, I was met with an astonishing array of weapons, enough to make even a seasoned warrior shudder. Every single weapon one could dream of was here. It was a serial killer's heaven. Some looked awfully close to torture devices and I decided to stick to simple. I armed myself with Sam's knife, ninja stars, and a sword that I wrapped around my body with the string that was attached to it. No guns. No automatic fire. Nothing that would actually keep me safe from a distance. This was all hand to hand combat. A brilliant idea struck me when I spotted some spikes, so I concealed them in my shoes for later use. Lastly, bec
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