تسجيل الدخولChapter 3: Claimed in Hell Azrael didn’t let me rest for long. I woke up still leaking his cum, my hole sore and puffy. Before I could even sit up, he was already pulling me out of bed. “Clean up. We’re leaving in ten minutes.” He tossed me a scrap of black fabric that barely counted as clothing — some kind of short robe that tied at the waist and left almost nothing to the imagination. No underwear. No pants. Just the thin silk that clung to my skin and did nothing to hide how swollen and used I still was. When I stepped out of the bathing chamber, Azrael looked me over with dark satisfaction. His tail flicked once. “Perfect. I want them to see exactly what you are.” He didn’t explain who “them” was. He just opened another portal and pulled me through. The other side was pure hell. We stepped into a massive obsidian hall lit by floating red flames. Demons of every shape and size moved through the space — some with horns, some with wings, some with multiple eyes. The air was
The Demon’s BargainChapter 2: My Demon’s PetAzrael’s knot finally went down after what felt like hours.I was a mess — legs shaking, hole gaping and leaking thick demonic cum down my thighs. My stomach felt swollen and heavy. Every time I moved, more of it spilled out of me.The demon didn’t give me a chance to recover. He pulled out slowly, watching with glowing red eyes as his cum poured from my used hole. Then he scooped me up like I weighed nothing and carried me through a glowing red portal that had opened in the warehouse wall.The other side was nothing like the human world.We stepped into a massive bedroom made of black stone and red silk. The bed was huge, with thick chains attached to the posts. The air smelled like smoke and sex. Azrael dropped me onto the bed and immediately climbed over me.“On your back. Legs up.”I obeyed without thinking. The contract was already working — my body wanted to please him.He pushed my knees to my chest and stared down at my wrecked hol
The Demon’s Bargain Chapter 1: The Summoning I had nothing left. The hospital kept calling. My sister’s medicine was getting more expensive every single day, and the debt collectors were already sending men to our apartment. I was out of options. Out of time. So I did the only thing left that might actually work. I summoned a demon. The old warehouse was freezing even though it was the middle of summer. My hands shook as I drew the circle with salt and my own blood. The black candles flickered. I read the words from the stolen book, voice cracking on the final line. The air turned ice cold. A low, dark laugh rolled through the room. “Well… look what we have here.” He stepped out of the shadows like he had been waiting for me. Tall — way taller than any human — with skin like polished obsidian and glowing red eyes. Two curved black horns rose from his head. A long, flexible tail swayed slowly behind him. He wore nothing but a pair of loose black pants that did nothing to hide
Chapter 3: Breeding Heat I woke up still knotted. Marcus’s thick cock was buried deep inside me, his swollen knot locked tight behind my rim. I was lying on my side with my back pressed against his chest, one of his heavy arms draped over my waist. His hand rested possessively on my lower belly, right where I was swollen and full of his cum. The second I shifted, a fresh wave of slick poured out around his knot. My hole clenched greedily and Marcus growled in his sleep, hips rocking forward to grind his knot deeper. “Fuck… still so full,” I whispered, voice hoarse. His arm tightened around me. “Good,” he rumbled against the back of my neck. His teeth grazed the claiming bite he had given me in the park. “You’re going to stay like this until I decide to let you go.” I moaned softly. My cock was already half-hard again even though my body felt wrecked. The heat was peaking hard now. Every breath I took was filled with his scent. It made me dizzy with need. Marcus’s hand slid low
The Alpha’s Fated ClaimChapter 2: Taken HomeMarcus’s knot finally went down after what felt like forever. I was a shaking, come-drunk mess when he carefully pulled out of me. Thick white cum poured out of my hole the second his cock slipped free. I whimpered at the sudden emptiness.He didn’t give me time to recover. He scooped me up like I weighed nothing, wrapped his jacket around my naked body, and carried me out of the park to a black SUV parked on the street. I was too far gone to care if anyone saw us. My heat was still raging, my hole clenching around nothing, more slick leaking down my thighs.He put me in the passenger seat and buckled me in himself. His scent was everywhere in the car — thick and possessive. It made my cock twitch again even though I had already come multiple times.“Mine,” he growled as he started the car. One big hand rested on my thigh, squeezing possessively. “You’re not going anywhere without me again.”I could only nod. My brain was foggy with heat a
The Alpha’s Fated Claim Chapter 1: The Scent of Heat My skin was burning. I had been fighting it for hours, but the heat was winning. My cock throbbed constantly, leaking into my underwear, and slick kept dripping from my hole no matter how many times I tried to clean up. Every breath felt too hot. My body ached with a deep, empty need that made my thighs shake. I couldn’t stay in my apartment anymore. The scent of my heat would attract every alpha in the building. So I ran. The park at the edge of the city was the only place I could think of. Thick trees, shadows, somewhere I could hide until the worst passed. I kept my head down and walked fast, but my legs were getting weaker with every step. Slick soaked through my jeans and ran down my thighs. My cock was so hard it hurt. A low, desperate whine slipped out of my throat before I could stop it. That was when I smelled him. The scent hit me like a punch. Pine, smoke, and pure, raw alpha power. It was so strong my knees almos
Chapter 1: Finally Taking Uncle Ryan’s Load (Tyler’s POV)I rang the doorbell with my cock already half-hard in my gym shorts.Two weeks. Two whole fucking weeks alone with him while Dad thought I was just crashing at his best friend’s place because of a fake apartment flood. Sarah was gone on her
Chapter 3: Mine for the Weekend I told myself I wouldn’t go. All Friday afternoon I sat in my office pretending to work while Ethan moved through the building like he hadn’t spent the last two days on his knees for me or bent over my desk. Every time our eyes met through the glass wall he smiled
Chapter 2: The Morning After I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes I saw him—Ethan on his knees under my desk, mouth stretched around my cock, or bent over the glass surface with his shirt hanging open while I drove into him. The sounds he made. The way he looked back at me like he already
Chapter 3: No Way Back I told myself I’d get actual work done today. That lasted exactly forty-seven minutes. I was in the home office, laptop open, trying to focus on a client deck when Noah walked in wearing nothing but a pair of my gray sweatpants slung so low they barely clung to his hips.







