Demons In My Bed Britt Andrews Novels & Stories

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

“That’s it, baby, ride that cock. Show me who I belong to!” My dirty talk sent her over the edge, making her walls clench around me. She collapsed onto my chest as I pistoned into her. After several thrusts I felt my release jet out and filling her tight hole. Just as we were coming down from our high, Sera groaned and covered her face with her hands and dragged them down. I looked at her confused. “What’s wrong?” “Andrew needs to speak to me.” I rolled my eyes but knew that she had to answer whatever her Beta needed.

"Huh...Ahhh!" Luca spun around sharply when he heard the scream. "Let go! Your Highness!" Arlen was hoisted in the air by a bat demon in broad daylight. Luca's mouth dropped as he looked up. Bat demons were generally afraid of the sunlight due to their keen senses. To have one pop-up now was a mystery but a clear indicator that they were sitting ducks. Arlen was yet to face anything like it and was not in the mood to absorb such robust energy. "Don't just stand there; help me, goddammit!"

A bigger bed, modern air conditioning, his study room, and even a super-sophisticated TV mounted on the wall. Ace cleared his throat, "You're in our way, Britt." "Oh, shit!" Britt, who woke up from her trance, immediately shifted and approached Ace's bed. Her fit body then sat on the edge of the mattress without excuse. "They really spoiled you, apparently," she said sarcastically.

At three in the morning, moonlight streamed through the windows of the empty mansion. Andrew knelt on the cold marble floor, his hands clasped, facing the full moon. He was so thin he was almost skeletal. His once-perfect features were now terrifyingly gaunt, with high cheekbones and sunken eyes. This was his seventh sleepless night. "Moon Goddess…" his voice was a raw whisper. "I know I have sinned… I broke my vow… I hurt her…"

In the middle of the woods, the little girl slept peacefully next to the vampire Lord in his secret attic. When Demetrius woke up from his peaceful sleep almost after five centuries, he felt warmth emitting next to him. Opening his eyes he looked at the little girl sleeping next to him. Her hands and knees were curled against her chest, she was like a small teddy bear, he thought. He knew she was feeling cold as the windows were open. She moved in her sleep, getting closer to him to which he frowned. The rush of electric sparks through his veins made him move out of the bed quickly. He knew she didn't belong here and she was meant to be safe with his family. Covering her with the duvet, he

"Perhaps a Raum or Dragonid demon I might have had luck killing, but summoning a Greater Demon, a demon that had existed before the birth of Hunters, infact a child of Lilith and Lucifer, was unthinkable among Hunters, but I was so desperate to prove a point to the Caucus, my mom, and Hunters at large, that one faithful night when my mother was out, I stole a couple of her spellbooks, a box of chalk and a Celestial Blade, and went up to my room. I locked the door and drew a Pentacle, then proceeded to perform a demon-raising ceremony. It was so powerful, summoning a Greater Demon, that it split our house in two and reduced it to rubble. "Suprisingly enough, I survived. And there Aosoth sat,

I bet he’s fucking heavy as well. I drag him by his legs and lift him onto my bed, I bind his wrist and legs to my bed post. Wide. I dipped the ropes in the one of the concoction I made careful not to get any on my skin beyond the gloves. “You fucked with the wrong demon, hunter” I say to no one. After I’m done. I wait.

Andrew said, pointing at the demon. I looked at him with surprise. "What do you mean? I killed him." Rhys shook his head. "He isn't dead. Demons don't die like that." I stared at Rhys in shock. "What do you mean he's not dead?" I asked. "He's just unconscious," Rhys said. "We need to bind him and take him somewhere safe. He won't be down for long." Andrew nodded. "I'll get some supplies," he said before heading off toward the pack's storage area. Rhys and I looked down at the unconscious demon.

⸻ 11:59 PM -- Andrew's Room His phone buzzed. He opened it. Read the message. His cock throbbed through his sweatpants. He typed a single reply: Good girl. Sleep soaked. Touch nothing. And Ashley did. She fell asleep with her thighs clenched, her body buzzing, and the plug pulsing inside her. Her obedience had begun