Ink Demon X Reader Novels & Stories

I cried even as I raged inside, making fists around the fabric of his T-shirt while my demon howled and Shaylee softly wept. So. Not. Fair. When I pulled away at last, snuffling, I accepted the wad of tissues Liam shoved into my hands. I blew my nose noisily before dropping into the seat Sassy vacated. I scooted sideways and retrieved the book he'd been reading, not wanting to damage it, especially after how kind Liam was being. Wouldn't do to ruin one of his prized books. The red cover of the demon raising tome felt odd in my hands. It was only then, staring down at the fine pores in the texture of the material I really knew what I was holding.

The demon met every blow with raw, abyssal strength, its claws leaving gouges in the stone walls as they traded hits that sounded like thunderclaps echoing through the hall. "Is that all you've got?" the demon hissed, its eyes glowing like embers as it swung a massive, shadow-cloaked fist. Kai ducked the blow, the wind from the strike ruffling his hair, and countered with a palm strike to the demon's chest that sent a shockwave rippling through the corridor. The demon staggered back, but only for a heartbeat before lunging forward with a guttural roar, its speed defying its massive size.

His cock leaked steadily onto the white linen, soaking through the embroidery. “Please… breed me… fill me… on the altar… make me yours… fuck the prayers out of me… please fuck my ass…” The demon roared, primal, victorious and slammed home with punishing force. His tail wrapped around Damien’s cock, stroking in time with the thrusts. The ridges battered Damien’s prostate relentlessly, milking it, forcing pre-cum to spurt in rhythmic jets that darkened the altar cloth. Damien’s chant dissolved into Latin gibberish, backwards fragments mixed with pleas and moans.

Every noble gave way for him to walk through. Roman moved through the crowd effortlessly. Lysan's hand tightened on the glass. He had seen that smile a thousand times, in battle fields, in his nightmares, everywhere. But here, no one knew what that smile hid. Dyleon whispered softly to Lysan. “Wow, so that's the famous Demon prince, Roman Da'Luca.” “Yeah.” “They say he's gonna be the next Demon king.” Dyleon's eyes trailed Roman. “But, mere looking at him, he doesn't seem like someone who could cause terror.”

“Young man, don’t get cocky. Do you think this is the end of it? “You have no idea who you’ve offended. “The people behind this would make sure you meet the end of your life!” He was still threatening me, but I was no longer afraid. I had already opened the pandora box. I was able to deal with whatever monsters that leaped out from it. “Take him away!” Peter gestured with his hands and Greg was dragged out like a dead dog. Mary collapsed onto the floor in a daze. Charlie was still crying for more milk. I touched the bandage on my neck.

“I am here to save your soul.” “You’re here to fuck it.” She spread her thighs wider, the creaks bounding her creaking. “The only way this demon leaves is if you fill me up till I overflow. Until every drop of your seeds chases me out. That’s the ritual you’re too ashamed to admit exists.” My pulse hammered up my ears. I could feel myself hardening, my thick, insistent cock pressing against the wool of my cloth like it had a mind of its own. I tried one last time. Raised the crucifix and recited the strongest command I knew.

He lets out a guttural roar, his claws scraping against the tabletop as he slams his fists down. The other demons fall silent, their attention focused on the spectacle unfolding before them. Hazel's heart races as she watches the scene unfold, her mind reeling with the realization that she has been thrust into a world where violence and chaos reign supreme. Damon's gaze never leaves Hazel's face as the demon's outburst echoes through the hall. With a wave of his hand, the creature falls silent, its eyes still blazing with a feral intensity. "All hail Lord Xorax, my most trusted general," Damon announces, his voice booming through the chamber. "He has brought word of a potential threat to our

Demon said, staring at Elena as Eva laughed. "Something helped us from preventing the Ninja's from entering the room, it was in a shadow form." Jess began. "You haven't told us who you really are, who are you and how can you control shadows?" "You are right, I am a half demon and also a Shadow walker." Demon answer. "I have to go somewhere, I will be back soon, I need to find out why and who is after me." "Thanks for your help Chase." "No problem." Demon turned to go and stopped, he walked back to Elena and before she could protest, he kissed her firmly on her lips and was gone like a wind.

I whispered when I was sure that Daisy couldn’t hear us. “Anything that is dangerous. I know she is your friend, but I can’t let my guard down, being fully aware that she possesses demon blood. I can’t forget that witches had been hunting werewolves for centuries. Some things are hard to let go.” Xander replied, still focused on his tasks. “And I can feel that there is some demonic energy in this house,” he answered. “Yes, I know.” I nodded. “You know?” he asked, confused. “Daisy’s father was a demon. So it’s obvious the house would have demonic energy because Daisy has it too. Cheer up, Darling. There is nothing to be afraid of.” I smiled at him, my meager attempt at cheering him up.

I feel sorry for her since I can see Sam standing at the bar trying to get her attention. Ah poor girl, doesn’t know what is going to happen to her. “So, this is Ethan and this is Calla. I met them on witchywhich.com, and I guess they can help us with your problem”, Xander looks at me like everything would be crystal clear with his statement. He notices the look of confusion on my face and spells Demon on the table, while Ethan rolls his eyes at us. “There are werewolves and vampires here too, they can listen to everything”, I hit his head immediately leaving him confused again.