09

Demons could communicate through their minds, but they could only speak in the human mind, not hear them.

“She will cum soon, feed on that, and forget about fucking her. I don't think that boy would share her,” Jaxon replied cautiously.

Zane scoffed. “Like he has a choice.”

“He does not. But let’s be mindful of each other's love interests. We don't want to scare them before we can feed on their sexual energies.” Jaxon warned before his attention locked onto Mike.

“Let me get you lube,” Jaxon said to Mike, who squinted his brows in confusion.

He couldn't believe Jaxon had just spoken in his mind, so his eyes trailed after him as he walked up the creaky, aged wood. He half expected him to turn around and laugh, but instead, Jaxon moved swiftly into the first room, which he assumed was the master room.

Was he really going to get lube? To fuck him?

Mike’s body trembled with desire as he imagined being lubed and taken by a sex demon as hot as Jaxon.

His eagerness drove him to quickly strip off his outfit, and just then, he saw Zane fucking Gem’s throat, his large, veiny hand firmly gripping her dark hair while he thrust his huge cock into her mouth.

Gem looked at Zane, her gaze filled with need and desperation as she silently pleaded to be used.

Tears flowed down her cheeks, but she didn’t break eye contact.

Instead, she clenched her thighs, her hands gripping Zane’s thighs tightly.

Mike had to admit the sight was stirring something in him. But he couldn’t just call it ‘arousal’

It felt more like frustration because Gem hadn’t sucked his dick in the six months they’d been messing around. He remembered her dismissive response the last time he begged her: “Only big, huge cocks deserve to be sucked, Mike. Just fuck me if you want to.”

It wasn’t that he was itching to be sucked, he just wanted to know what it felt like to have her mouth wrapped around him, even just once.

Just then, Jaxon returned, one hand gripping a bottle of lubricant and the other holding a rose vibrator.

“That’s my Kitty!” Lexi exclaimed in a guttural and harsh tone.

She had fed on some sexual energy from Light and her dark eyes were gleaming.

She swiftly snatched the vibrator from Jaxon’s hand, an icy glare on her face. “I’m not sharing this.” She sent a mind link to him, her gaze challenging him to say otherwise.

“Oh, you don't have to share Kitty, I fetched it for you,” Jaxon chuckled loudly, a mischievous glint flashing in his eyes.

He loved how she could get possessive about little insignificant things.

“Enjoy your little sex toys, Lexi.” He sent a mind link to her.

Lexi just grinned drily. “Thank you for your care,” she rolled her eyes, then returned to Light’s lap.

Mike noticed dark shadows moving slowly along the wall and the creepy art piece hanging on it.

The painting showed tall, monstrous figures with bull-like horns, and wings made of swirling black smoke.

Their disfigured faces twisted with pleasure. They were dressed in flowing red and their dark eyes were similar to the Blackwoods brothers.

The unsettling images made his pulse beat fast. He truly hoped this wasn't the twins’ true demon forms but he could literally feel that his intuition was right.

However, this wasn't what they looked like presently, so he pushed down his fear and decided to enjoy the moment.

Jaxon moved closer behind Mike, dancing the bottle of lubricant in his face before he poured some on his hand.

“This one here is for your sweet hole, Mickey,” he said, and Mike blushed to the tip of his ears again.

“Mickey” was the nickname his ex used to call him, and he had no idea that Jaxon had discovered it by digging through his mind. He was having one of those, “I’m really who I think I am” moments when he felt Jaxon’s fingers pushing into his ass.

Jaxon concentrated, his long lashes squinting in pleasure as he began to thrust his greasy fingers inside Mike’s hole with expert precision.

When Jaxon unexpectedly added another finger, Mike screamed out.

“Yes, just like that. Scream for me,” Jaxon grunted.

He could sense Mike’s sexual energy throbbing through him, but he wished to intensify it before he started to feed on it.

With urgency, he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his thick erection, pressing a bit of himself into Mike’s slightly, opened hole.

Mike’s body tensed, his hole pulsing deliciously in anticipation as beads of sweat formed on his temple.

“Relax, Mickey, it’s just the tip,” Jaxon said into his mind, his voice low and rough. His hand started to shift to Mike’s cock to stroke him while he slowly fit half of his huge erection into his hole.