As I walk back to my personal quarters with Damien, I half listen to what he’s telling me. I hadn’t expected Aria to turn up this evening and I don’t like the fact that she turned up unexpectedly. I need to know when she’s going to be here so I can make sure she is supervised the entire time. I need to be in control of every situation, whether for pleasure or business. Aria knows I won’t be happy about her unannounced visit, and she knows she’ll have to make it up to me. She usually does give me a heads-up when she’s arriving; my gut tells me she somehow found out about the witch in my club.
Someone is feeding Aria inside information and its someone who knows a lot about what goes on here. I will not tolerate someone betraying me, particularly not someone I thought would be loyal. When I find out who it is, they will regret crossing me. They will be dealt with severely. If I allow one person to get away with betrayal, I’ll be painted as powerless in the eyes of my enemies.
I will deal with Aria’s little spy once I get the proof I need. It pisses me off; did she think that she’d get away with it? She must think I’ve become weak. She will soon find out how wrong she is.
I swallow down the anger threatening to consume me. My demon puts up a fight; he wants me to embrace the anger so he can come out and play. But if I allow him control, I could end up hurting innocent people. I might be a fucking bastard, but I don’t hunt or kill for the thrill of it.
Aria’s always been unstable, but I used to have her on a leash. Over the last few years, I’ve allowed that control to slip and she’s become unpredictable. There have been several times I had to stop her from maiming or killing someone for merely looking at her in a way she didn’t like. She is nearly unstoppable if she thinks another female is taking too much of an interest in me.
I don’t understand her possessive jealousy. We’ve both taken different lovers over the years. We have what humans would call an open relationship. It works for me; I love to fuck. Since she’s gotten so volatile, I have tried to make sure that any of the females I decide to fuck remain out of sight, but she always knows when I’m enjoying the pleasures of another woman and eventually, we end up sharing. At some point, I know she will demand to see my new toy and I don’t want Aria anywhere near her. For reasons I don’t want to consider too closely, I have no desire to share the witch with anyone. But now I need to feed the hunger the witch has built inside me. I will not call her by her name, it’s far too intimate.
Bella is one of the women I recently acquired and she’s waiting for me in my pleasure room, which is inside my private quarters. I only met her briefly, so I haven’t had a taste yet, but I’m certain Aria will find her most delightful.
I can only hope that fucking both Bella and Aria will sate the hunger burning deep in my gut. Having the witch in the same building as me is going to be a sweet temptation, one I won’t be able to resist for long. Having touched and tasted her, I know I will continue to crave her until I work her out of my system. I want another taste. I want her at my disposal. My demon is roaring, and I can’t remember the last time he fought so hard to reveal himself.
His need threatens to consume me. He wants to claim her, mark her as his own. He’s always lived close to the surface, just under my skin, but I can’t remember a time I had to work so hard to remain in control. He’s battering at my defenses and if I allow him to come out and take over, he will seal the witch’s fate. I don’t want or need a bond with anyone, let alone a bloody witch, no matter how much she calls to me. Her smell is more intoxicating than any drug.
I haven’t had sex with a witch in over a century, never thought I would again. It is far too dangerous to get mixed up with their kind. But I know that if Damien hadn’t interrupted, I would have taken her, fucked her on the floor until she was screaming my name in pleasure, begging me to never stop. I’m irritated at how much she’s affecting me. I need to get rid of her. I might play with her some more while I decide what to do. In my time, I’ve killed plenty of witches and always shared the pleasure of their flesh with Aria. Why am I so hesitant to do the same now? What’s different about this one?
I ignore the raging of my demon. He isn’t happy with the way my thoughts are turning, the fact that I’m trying to talk myself into getting rid of her and including Aria. I’m disturbed at the direction of his thoughts, vexed by the fact that he wants to bond the witch to us for fucking eternity. He knows I hate witches… hell, he hates them, too. It makes little sense why he would want to bond with her. Centuries ago, witches used his kind, tormented them in ways that twisted even my stomach. I can hear him whispering her name, Scarlett. He keeps repeating it and it’s driving me fucking insane. I get it, we both want her, that’s glaringly obvious at this point. With just one brief thought of her curvy body, I feel myself getting hard.
I can visualize her on her knees in front of me, her plump red lips wrapped around my dick. Her red hair wrapped around my fingers, moaning as she sucks and tongues my shaft until I blow into her mouth. My cum dripping from those plump lips. The dirty thoughts make me pause on the stairs. Fuck. If I don’t get control of myself, I’m going to cum in my fucking trousers.
She is dangerous to my peace of mind. I know she’s hiding something else, and I intend to find out everything she’s keeping from me. She hadn’t denied that they were witches, and I can sense she was telling me the truth about their sister. But there’s definitely more, and I will do whatever it takes to figure out what’s going on inside that pretty little head of hers.
I finally turn my attention to Damien. “Put the woman in the blue bedroom. Her name is Scarlett Winters, and she is here as my guest. Nobody may touch her without my permission.” I instruct him as we continue walking.
“Do you intend to keep her here?” he asks in disbelief, turning his head to look at me with both eyebrows raised in surprise.
“For now.”
“I don’t think it’s the right choice,” Damien tells me, shaking his head as he pulls his phone from his jacket. “But then, when have you ever listened to what I think when you’ve set your mind on something?”
“I listen occasionally,” I reply, raising my eyebrow a fraction, waiting for him to go on with correcting me.
I hear the grunt come from his mouth. He knows I’m messing with him. “I’ll get it taken care of immediately. I’d advise stationing someone outside the room.”
“Get Adam or Logan.” I agree with his suggestion. I would hate to have to hurt her if she found a way to leave her room and ended up wandering in places she doesn’t belong again. “Make sure they know she’s a witch and is not to be trusted. Tell them why she’s here. She mentioned a sister, said she went missing at The Fallen Angel. Other than that, we don’t know shit about her or her family.”
My men have been trained to never show any signs of emotion, no matter the predicament they may find themselves in. Human and Natural, my men are required to be tough, obedient, stoic, and above all, disciplined. They aren’t permitted to question my orders. Ever.
Damien is different. His powers match mine, and he has his own demons to manage. I trust him implicitly. I’ve repeatedly offered to let him take over a region of his own, but he always turns me down. I’ve never pressured him or asked why he refuses. I figure he has his reasons and if he wanted to share them with me, he would have.
“Damien, be careful. Don’t forget she’s a witch,” I remind him when we arrive at the door to my personal quarters. “Get hold of Leon. See what he can find out about her and her family. I want to know how they’ve gone undetected in my territory, right under our fucking noses. There must be someone out there who knows something. How long they’ve been here, how the fuck they manage to stay hidden. Tell him to get me some fucking answers.” My last words are spoken over my shoulder as I open the door to my quarters and step over the threshold. I close the door behind me, not bothering to wait for a response.
I need to deal with Aria. I need to know if my suspicions are correct; if she showed up because she somehow knows about the witch.
LUCIEN
A LITTLE WHILE LATER
PLEASURE ROOM
I hate how my thoughts keep drifting to my little red-haired witch. No matter how I try to tell myself that she is just a witch, my brain refuses to listen. I can’t shake the vision of her. Scarlett. Her name, like music, plays on repeat in my mind. She’s fucking with my head and my demon is pissed at me. He’s desperate for me to seek her out, but I have no intentions of doing so.
I questioned Aria before we came to the pleasure room together, and my suspicions were correct. Aria had known about the witch in my club. She denied knowing anything, insisted she had no idea I had a witch under my protection, let alone that there had been any in my territory, her face and words showing nothing but shock as I interrogated her. If one didn’t know Aria as I do, they would likely believe every word that came from her mouth. Unfortunately for her, I always know when she’s lying to me. She often forgets who and what I am, how powerful I am.
How I managed to talk Aria out of going to see the witch tonight is a testament to the hold I once had over her. I may no longer have full control, but I do still have some. The minute I mentioned the word witch, Aria was squirming in her seat, desperate to play. I calmed her down by telling her about Bella and how she was waiting for us. I hate that I had to promise to let her play with Scarlett another time, but I have no intention of keeping it.
It’s more difficult to take my mind off Scarlett than I could have anticipated. I can’t stop fantasizing about her in every position imaginable. My body tightens, a tingling forming in the pit of my stomach, and my heart jolts as I feel my demon surge against the surface of my skin. My balls tighten and retract. I want to devour her; bite and suck her skin anywhere my mouth can reach. I push hard, forcing my demon back down until he’s subdued. If I can’t control my hunger, my desires… if I can’t control my demon, I’m screwed. Bella and Aria are on the bed in front of me, and I convince my demon that they are enough to feed both our appetites.
I’m not ashamed to satisfy my urges with these two women while craving the taste of another. I push back the thought that if it weren’t for Aria showing up unannounced, I would be balls deep, taking my pleasure from Scarlett’s sweet body. The urge to leave this room and go to hers instead is like a siren’s call I’m barely strong enough to resist. I killed many witches in the past and felt no remorse. Could I kill Scarlett? The thought of harming her causes my stomach to roll with nausea.
Pushing aside my thoughts, I turn my attention to the two women in my bed and I join them. I’m starving and I have to feed that hunger somehow. If I can’t have the thing my demon and I are craving most, I will have to make sure Bella and Aria at least take the edge off that hunger.
Bella lays spread-eagled across the bed, her pussy on display, shimmering with her arousal. I position myself behind her and place her blonde head against my chest, pressing my rock-hard cock against the soft skin on her back. Nerves are rolling off her in waves, and I whisper soothingly in her ear, encouraging her to relax. My hands cup her large breasts, tracing the curves before squeezing them, grabbing a nipple between two fingers of each hand. I start twisting and pulling them, distorting their shape. “These are amazing,” I whisper in her ear, giving them a slight slap. “While I play with your tits, Aria’s going to eat that pretty little cunt of yours, and then I’m going to fuck it,” I growl in her ear as Aria kneels between her legs.
I watch Aria as she rotates her fingers around Bella’s clit, “Such a pretty girl,” I murmur, as Aria pulls open Bella’s cunt. Aria’s breath lingers over Bella’s wet heat. “Such a pretty pussy. I bet it tastes as delicious as it looks.”
I feel Bella’s body tense as Aria slides her tongue over her clit, pushing the little nub back and forth. Bella moans helplessly, her hips thrusting upwards as Aria sucks on her clit. Sliding a finger, then another, into her wet slit, Aria closes her mouth over the nub, lightly biting down with her teeth. Aria slides another two fingers into Bella’s pussy and starts working them in and out, her movements growing more intense, more aggressive. I watch her closely, not wanting her to hurt the woman lying against me. If I need to demand that she back off, I will.
“Ooooh,” Bella’s moans fill the room, her hips thrusting up to press her pussy into Aria’s face. She continues to eat the treat in front of her, taking long licks as though it’s the best dessert she’s ever had.
“Lick her pussy,” I order Aria, watching as her fingers slide in and out, over and over, her fingers becoming soaked with Bella’s juices. “Make her come,” I demand. She doesn’t like taking orders, but she usually does what I tell her in the bedroom, even if it pisses her off sometimes.
I listen as Bella pants, trying to suck in more air. Aria pushes her thighs wider with a wicked smile, getting better access to Bella’s dripping wet cunt. I watch as her back arches toward Aria, trying to spur her on.
“Greedy,” I mumble into Bella’s ear, watching as she comes apart, writhing and bucking mindlessly, after a final swipe of Aria’s tongue.
She turns her head to look up at me. “Please, fuck me,” she asks in a broken whisper.
“Oh, Bella. I intend to fuck you,” I whisper into her ear, nipping playfully on an earlobe. “You’ll be screaming in pleasure while I fuck your tight little pussy. I will make you beg for more and not stop until you can’t even speak.
Aria continues working her, her hands and face buried in her cunt, causing her to clench the blankets in her fists and arch her back repeatedly. Her head thrashes from side to side as strangled screams rip from her throat.
Aria finally lifts her head, a happy smile written on her mouth, Bella’s juices painting her lips. “You taste SOOO sweet,” she coos, running a finger around her clit before plunging it inside her dripping hole. “Lucien, you did well finding us this dirty, naughty whore.”
I don’t give a fuck if she thinks I did well, so I ignore her. I give her a signal, indicating I want to change places. I need to stick my cock inside a tight, wet hole. Kneeling between them, I take in the scene laid out before me.
“Fuck each other,” I order in a low-pitched voice, crudely yanking them both back by the hair. I hear their startled gasps and demand, “Don’t stop until I tell you. I want to see you both come,” I push their faces together, forcing their mouths to touch. Their mouths and tongues dance as they run their hands over one another’s body. I watch as they both move their hands to each other’s pussies; fingers caressing, stroking, shoving deep inside one another, they do as instructed. I ignore the look of displeasure across Aria’s face. She doesn’t like how I’ve taken complete control over the situation, but I don’t give a fuck.
I kneel over them and rub my hands over their bodies. Their nipples are rock hard, like little pebbles, as I caress the sides of their breasts. I hear their moans mingling together, their breathing labored. I can tell they’re both close to coming undone. I place one hand on each of their hips and rock them harder and harder on each other’s fingers.
“Oh fuck,” Bella yells into Aria’s mouth.
“Let me see you come all over each other’s fingers. Aria, do Bella’s fingers feel as good as mine? Is her pussy soaking wet?” I taunt her, knowing how much she loves dirty talk. “Fuck Aria with your fingers, Bella. Is that cunt nice and tight? Is my dick going to fit inside it?” They both come apart at the same time, trembling with their release.
Not giving them time to recover, I look at Bella. “Come here, kneel at my feet,” I order her, a fire in my eyes as she meets my gaze. Pointing to the floor in front of me, I demand, “And take out my cock.” Her small insatiable hands grasp the edge of my underwear and pull them down, my dick springing free as I kick them away. I grip the side of Bella’s head and move her down to my cock, shoving it in her mouth until it hits the back of her throat, making her gag. She moans; I can tell how much she fucking loves choking on my cock. I look up and see Aria’s eyes light up eagerly, waiting for my next move.
“Show me how much you want to suck my cock and I might give it to you,” I instruct Aria, placing my palm in the middle of her chest, making her topple onto her back. I don’t care if she wants me to order her around or not. “Put my balls in your mouth,” I demand. With a huff, she obeys me. I watch as she takes them into her mouth, sucking one at a time, humming while licking my balls while Bella sucks my cock. Bella’s mouth is like a goddamn vacuum. I grab the back of Aria’s neck and she sticks out her tongue and licks my balls, moving up to my shaft, while Bella sucks on the tip of my cock. I grab Bella’s neck and move them back and forth in sync, forcing them to take turns on my cock.
I let go of Aria and grab the sides of Bella’s head once again, plunging my dick into the back of her throat. I push and pull my cock back and forth into her mouth, fucking her face.
“Fuck,” I roar in pleasure, shivers rolling through my body, sweat running down my chest. The sound causes Aria to sit back on her knees with an unhappy look crossing her features, her eyes glowing red; I know that look. I’ve seen it too many times in the past. If I don’t get her under control, and quickly, she will do something I will never forgive myself for. Before she can even think about harming Bella, I pull Aria roughly towards me, kissing her as if I can’t get enough.
Breaking the kiss, I whisper, “Baby, I fucking love the fact you get so bloody jealous. It turns me the hell on,” I bite Aria’s ear, sucking the lobe into my mouth. “Best of all, I love the way your suck my cock and fuck me. Nobody is better than you.” Hearing my words, she calms down, whimpering in ecstasy while rubbing her soft body against mine like a cat in heat. Taking a fistful of her black hair, I pull her head back. “I want to see Bella’s ass nice and red, Aria,” I order, with a twisted grin forming on my lips as I gag Bella with my dick, making her eyes water. Aria smirks as she sits up and spanks Bella’s ass, one globe at a time, turning the pale flesh a deep red. She fucking loves it. Aria always loves it when she gets to punish the women I fuck.
“That’s it, Bella, suck my fucking dick, darling, make me nice and wet,” I instruct her before turning my attention back to Aria. “Aria, hit those soft cheeks harder. Get that ass fucking nice and red. I want to see your hand printed on it.” I command Aria, watching as she spanks Bella harder, causing her to squeal around my dick on every smack, her ass wobbling with each crack of her palm.
I release Bella’s mouth with a pop and watch as she gasps for air while spit and my pre-cum slide down her chin. I reach over and grab Aria by the neck and place her near Bella’s mouth. “Lick her clean,” I order in a harsh tone, watching as Aria does as she’s told. I shove their lips together, and they suck on each other’s tongues exactly how they’d done on my cock.
I grab onto Bella’s waist, pulling them apart. “Come here,” I roughly order, placing Bella on her hands and knees, dragging Aria into the same position beside her. I get behind them and spank Bella then Aria, going back and forth between them. They both moan and shudder with every slap as my hand hits their ass cheeks, making them bounce and jiggle. I rub both of their bright red ass cheeks, loving the sight of the print of my hands on their delicate flesh. They reach behind, and both stroke my cock with their hands, and I growl, spanking them both hard enough to make them fall forward. They look back at me with their eyes dilated, both panting heavily.
“Do you want to come?” I taunt, spanking them again for good measure, loving the whimpers escaping their lips. “Beg me,” I cup each of their pussies, one in each hand, rubbing circles around their clits, “and you had better mean it.”
“Please, please, Lucien. Make us come,” they both beg, making my cock twitch. I groan in a low, rumbling tone.
I grab Aria’s hand and place it on Bella’s clit. I push two fingers into Bella’s tight wet heat, moving them at a rapid speed to make her come hard and fast. Bella’s body falls forward, and she convulses around my fingers. I instruct Aria not to let up as she plays with her clit, until she begs her to stop. I order Aria to smack her pussy.
I reach down to Aria’s cunt and it’s sopping wet. I thrust my cock into her pussy in one swift movement, so hard that she screams out my name. I grab under her ass, tilting her hips up so I can slam her onto my cock, moving her up and down. I let her enjoy the sensation for a few minutes before flipping her over, grabbing Bella, and sitting her on Aria’s face, cowboy style.
“I want to see Bella’s come dripping down your fucking face. Make her come, Aria. I want to hear Bella scream as you eat her pussy,” I goad her, slapping Aria’s clit as she goes to town.
Watching Aria eat Bella’s pussy while I fuck her is a sight to see and has my balls throbbing and dick aching. I reach down, manipulating Aria’s clit while still plunging my dick into her tight pussy. “Stick out that fucking tongue. More!” I hear my demon snarl. My skin ripples as he enjoys the sight before us. Watching them squirm and moan, I must admit, is a turn-on.
I feel Aria come all over my dick as her chest and breasts flush red. She clamps down as her head falls forward, and I carry on fucking her, plunging into her slick pussy harder and faster as she tightens down on my dick even more. I haven’t come, yet. Shit, I need more.
I pull out and grab Bella, the sounds of her moaning fill the room. I put her on all fours and thrust into her wet heat, fucking her doggie style. “Please… Please… Harder,” she begs, pushing her hips back towards mine. The slapping of flesh fills the room. Aria reaches down and starts playing with my balls. I can feel the muscles contract at the base of my dick, my balls tightening. I know that I’m about to come. Mercilessly pounding into Bella, I crudely grab her hair, pulling her back towards me and slamming into her from a different angle. Fuck. Yeah.
“Play with her clit,” I order Aria, my eyes flashing red, my demon close. I hear my voice roughen as it deepens. “I want her tight little pussy to squeeze my cock as I come,” my demon growls out.
“Fuck the dirty cunt,” Aria screams, her face twisted in excitement, eyes bulging. “Make that tight pussy bleed.”
“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…” Bella screams in pleasure while Aria plays with her clit in a circular motion, pressing the bundle of nerves firmly. I fuck her furiously, thrusting in and out of her tight cunt. I feel the shudder move through her body as I slam in and out of her just before she clamps down around my cock like a vise. I release a loud grunt as I shoot my seed deep inside her tight pussy.
Sweat dripping down our bodies, we lay there panting, each of us needing air and water. Once we recover, I continue to fuck them through the rest of the night until they’re too exhausted to take anymore.
