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Chapter 36: Sam's POV 2
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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
Captured by Satan Chapter 41: Let's go
After Samael left, I started to nibble on the food in peace. My peace was short-lived, however, when the door opened again and Guirita stepped in. She sat opposite me and slammed the door shut. I glanced at her with a piece of sweet potato still in my mouth, and her eyes bore into me murderously. "I know it seems like he's taken an interest in you, human, but mark my words. You're just a plaything, a mere toy." She remarked. I glanced at the door and back at her with calmness. "He's had humans before, and they all met a gruesome end when the king grew bored of them. Just ask your friend Queen Gabrielle." She added with a smirk. The sweet potato left my mouth in surprise. Did she just bring Elle into this? She noticed my reaction and seemed pleased with herself. "She was here when a few ladies were starved, cut into, and killed. It may seem like he's fond of you, but it won't last long. Soon, he'll want to cut too deeply into your skin. Humans tend to die when something cuts them to
Captured by Satan Chapter 42: Carriage
I awoke with a startle. The carriage was dark, just like outside, with a dim glow of fire making its way inside. I heard demons talking, fighting and drinking. We stood still. Just as I was about to lean forward to look out the tiny window, I sensed another presence in the carriage. "Sam." I breathed out, catching my heart with my hand. This guy got a 10+ on his sneaking skills. "Flower. We really have to work on your awareness skills. I have been sitting here for the past half-hour." Sam casually said, holding a drink in his hand. He sat on the other side of the dark carriage, his posture relaxed with one elbow resting on the window sill. A sword lay next to him on the bench. "I'm a deep sleeper." I offered as excuse. "So it seems. But you'll have to fix that before we reach my sister tomorrow. Lucifer enjoys scaring humans." He replied, taking another sip of his drink. "And you don't?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow. Humour shone in his eyes as he regarded me. "I would say
Captured by Satan Chapter 43: Last one
His teeth sank into my ankle, and I arched my back in response to the explosion of pain. His fingers dug into my lower leg as he massaged the skin there, and I almost moaned how good it felt to get the pressure relieved from my muscles. If I had known he was going to give me a massage, I wouldn't have made this deal. But it felt so good that I didn't want him to stop either. When his saliva entered my bloodstream, I leaned my head back against the wall. My leg tingled, and his touch spread his saliva through my body faster. Both of his hands kneaded my skin, while his mouth stayed latched onto my ankle, drawing blood from me. Fuck. I had made a mistake. Especially when he groaned against my skin and lifted my leg even higher. I let him take it and watched the demon take something he wasn't allowed to. It lasted one night, this rule of his, it was already broken. But I didn't moan. I didn't make a sound. I just breathed heavily and ignored all the signs in my body that told me I wa
Captured by Satan Chapter 44: Under attack
"There we go. I finally get to know what my Fay sounds like." My bra strap tore. I turned my head towards him and he placed his head next to him on my shoulder. His fingers played with my nipple and his other hand was expertly touching me through my underwear. "I want to fuck you, Fay. I want to fuck you so bad." He whispered in my ear. I whimpered again, a sound I never made, and opened my legs wider for him. With a grin, he moved my panties to the side. His fingers slid over my wet clitoris and I moaned loudly again. Even he groaned, and he kissed my shoulder gently. He rocked his hips against mine and I pressed back, wanting more. I wanted to turn around, rip everything he wore to shreds and sit on top of him. I wanted to fuck him and bounce up and down with his hands feeling my skin. When he inserted one finger into me, I was truly fucking lost to this man. "I own you, Fay. You're mine. For the rest of your life, the only one touching you will be me." He growled and hooked h
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