I'm falling right through space, as if tripping into another dimension..

Right into the ashy soil, I land surprisingly softly.

A clawed hand had wrapped around my ankle and pulled me Under. Into a crimson Kingdom known as Hell.

When I hit the soil, I lay on my side, kneels curled into my chest, as I look around me with my common sense keeping my vision too clear. The heavy weight of sense inside me keeps me grounded on the hot ashy soil of the dead.

Sardonix is here, his whole pack is here, in Lycan form – except for Sardonix, who tortures me with his handsome human physique, a sheen of demon off his skin down here, over his rippling abs. He's undressing.

One item at a time, until he's only wearing those black suit pants, he strips. That jewellery of a Slaughterer remains on his fingers as well.

There was no hunt, so what was he talking about before – they were already here to fuck me. They had returned to Hell immediately the moment I was caught.

Sardonix holds my terrified eye, with his 'human' red eyes.

Sardonix walks over and gets down on one knee, touching the hidden side of my face, he tries to turn my face up.

"What happened to that kiss we shared, tiny?" Sardonix whispers, a guttural growl of desire.

"What about it?" I whisper back, before I scramble back quickly into the black roots of the tree. I am thankfully very fully clothed. My coat is zipped shut, my jeans are tucked into my long black boots.

I lay my head back on the trunk, looking at my demise. All eight of them.

Sardonix does not care that I'm scared and backed up against the tree now, on my ass, on the ground, surrounded by hungry and horny Lycans.

He paces left and right in front of me, patient enough – since I am within' fucking distance.

"Speak, Cleo," Sardonix urges me to voice my fears. Something he will only enjoy.

I gulp down excess saliva, down a bone dry throat, and I keep my lips shut.

"She's scared stiff," Clypto lets out a classic demonic snarl, his voice biting straight through the air.

"I'm aware," Sardonix snarls back, clearly annoyed about it.

My eyes flick between the pack and their Alpha.

"So when, does it turn around for you, Cleo," Clypto, in his eight-foot giant Lycan form, steps past Sardonix, and comes straight for me. He walks up to my position and stands over me, his claws on the trunk as he leans down his drooling fangs toward my head, "When do you finally see."

See what?

I think it only.

The very end of your Fate, the unravelling of the knot, Sardonix answers me, wrapping his dark soul around my mind with his answers, you belong to demons now. Exactly as you desired.

"It was never my desire," I blurt, emotional, past Clypto, to the pack, "...it was unexpected emotion on the job, for a lonely Anu – ... fuck, it doesn't matter, I was insane," I look at the claws on Clypto, digging into the soil. Each is a long blade.

"Cleo –" Sardonix begins to sound impatient.

"Wait," Clypto barks back, a short suggestion.

I keep my eyes on his feet, his claws, so reflective.

With a curious hand, I reach out and slide two fingers down the blade itself.

Death was inches from me – and death wanted me.

But not to join in.

These servers of death wanted me... wanted to keep me as a companion and lover.

My reflection was unhurt, and perfectly untouched.

Common sense?

Sense.

Duh.

I would not die. They. Would. NOT. Kill me.

Sense. I know it.

After leaning down in toward Clypto's claws, to stare at my clear reflection, I lean back, I get up, to stand.

Now up in front of Clypto, whose enormous cock is hard and protruding toward my lips, I eye the head and the shaft, I look over Clypto's enormous demon physique and I slowly unzip my coat.

I shrug it off, and every eye in the pack is on me.

Sardonix is in my head, however, and he's the only one not smiling.

He knows what I'm truly doing, playing with power.

Harnessing it like threads of magic.

My tank top underneath has cuts I made into the back of the material for my wings to flare out, which they do now. Delicate translucent butterfly wings. I smile up at Clypto, looking him in the eye.

"Princess," I say to him, the only word I need.

I put my two fingers from both hands into my mouth and lick them, before leaning down to put the ash on my fingers. I reach up and trail the paint of wet ash under my eyes.

I then hold up my hands above my head, and I look up toward my entwined fingers – and I spin off.

I move my feet in a way that I twirl around Clypto, back into the middle of the pack, in the clearing, now twirling toward Sardonix.

I flit past him and then flick my wings, to fly into his front, flying up above him.

Confidence keeps me high, surprise keeps him still and entranced.

I hover my lips over Sardonix's lips, my fae eyes blinking only once, as I look deep into his red gaze.

"Whore for the fae," I laugh, trailing my fingers over his hard cheek bones, before flying backwards, before he can catch me, my fingers curl under my top.

I land my feet into the soil and with all demon eyes on me, I take off my tank top and strip from my boots, jeans and panties.

I kick them away violently and leave them in the soil to flare out my wings again, as I walk backwards, smiling brightly at Sardonix with my bright white fae teeth, with quite sharp canines.

"Giant," I whisper at him, "Whore."

Twice. I called Sardonix a whore.

How many times before the spell would break.

I look over the Lycans in total.

"A pack of Giant whores," I'm beating the poison straight out of my head, "You cannot curse me, when I am the curse. On you," I throw it back into Sardonix's fucking eyes. I lose my smile as I glare at him now, dead serious, "On you. On you. I've cursed you..."

I feel an exploding emptiness in my head.

A sweet nothing.

I pushed an entire demon straight out of my head. I reclaimed my brain.

And all I had to do, was look him in the fucking eyes, and say it.

"On you, the curse lies," again wouldn't be harmful, "If you want sex, please, say, please... I do enjoy a polite wolf."

"Please," Sardonix puts his hand out to me, like a gentlemen, "Come closer, tiny."

So obedient.

"Giant Slaughterer," I bite my lip, "Does your pack want to fuck a Fairy? Like me? Now why would you want to fuck a curse? Only I will enjoy it. You will fall into an abyss of love. An abyss you cannot escape."

"Can't you see?" Sardonix whispers, unfazed, happy to confront me, he looks down to his engorged pants, "I'm quite fucking aware – that we all want to fucking own you –"

"All of you," I whisper, "Like Anubis? Onyx? All the furry pets, all obedient for a Fairy?"

"Now that's going a bit too fucking far," Sardonix's flares his nose, "Cleo – bend over and shut up."

I'm really slicing a nerve here.

"Oh, no," I gasp, "Whatever shall I do –" I cut myself off as I turn around and give him my back.

My legs are spread, and my wings flitter in anticipation as I slowly bend over, to look down through my ankles, back at the pack – all staring between my legs.

I rub my hand over my pussy, entrancing them entirely as I rub circles around my clit, before dipping my fingers into my pussy, showing them the inviting cream.

Eventually I close my eyes, and the more I pleasure myself with my fingers, the more frustrated I get.

Argh.

It's not enough.

I straighten myself back up and I pout as I turn around and drop to my knees dramatically in front of them, sighing loudly.

"...what... in hell... is the matter now, you psycho?" Sardonix barely gets the question out, he's barely keeping the Lycan inside his skin – he's about to explode into his demon, as a rage consumes him.

I don't have to fucking say it, do I?

They belong to me.

I wanted more inside. Within.

I crawl toward the first of the Pack closest to me. Star. He was so quiet, always so observant, always so broody.

His cock drips cum over my face as I crawl up underneath it, I grab a hold of his balls and lick right through the middle of them, under his shaft, toward the head.

Mm, Star tastes so good.

I rub his shaft up and down, while I lick the tip, and ask nicely.

"Please," It was only common sense – they loved me. I was safe with them. I hug his shaft, pressing my cheek into the side of it, as I beg Star, "Can you please fuck me, kindly?"

Star leans down to me, his eyes exploding supernovas of demonic rage, his teeth slowly baring in rows of disgust and impatience with the fairy daring to hug his dick, "NO," his answer is cutting and final, echoing back and forth, filling up my small mind. I furrow my brows.

"Why not –?"

"Not kindly, you psycho bitch," Star's throat cuts with an unpleasant, disgusted growl, as he decides to finally put me in my place. Star whips up my arm, spins it behind my back and twists my whole body around into the dirt.

My ass goes up in the air – and his dick slides straight into my pussy, his thrust forward shoving my face down into the soil.

"AH!" I scream, as I claw around into the ground for a root, which I eventually find as a small hand-hold. He's already starting to fuck me up and down, and I'm unable to steady my vision. Star rips my hand away from the root and lifts me up by my waist.

His blades for claws gently wrap around my waist, holding me upright, as his cock ploughs deep into my womb. I fall down on it every time he lifts me up and drops me, using gravity against me.

I want to keep my mind.

Alert.

Clear.

Free. Free within some curtains of madness. Like a shield. Which common sense – a-allowed, b-but –

Sardonix slithers right back into my brain, while my pussy is being torn up by Star's iron hard dick, ruthlessly hate fucking me into a slow, never-ending climax that starts to work against my brain. Logic evaporates in the confines of Hell.

Nice try, tiny bitch, Sardonix laughs sharply, but we're Demons –! Fighting doesn't help you. It only weakens you further when you let your guard down. You have to be entirely pure to escape us. But you're a dirty little cunt for our dark power.

Do you.

See yourself?

Hear yourself?

You're a mess.

You're a Lycan whore. You're a demon's favoured slut.

I can't even distinguish his own thoughts from my own, as he takes a bolder possession.

Time speeds up temporarily when Star fills me with his cum, dumps me on the ground, and another Lycan steps over my ass.

In-between fucks, I can breathe, I can think.

I look over my shoulder.

Tron is next in line.

He doesn't take my ass – he takes my sore and swollen pussy.

As his dick slides through the cream, my pussy squeezes soo hard, welcoming him in.

Mm – more Lycan cock. Yes!

As I'm fucked back into the soil, Sardonix's toes, still his human feet, appear by my forehead.

"Pray to me, bitch. To us."

I will.

"Please, Slaughterer, don't forget, oh please," I clamber to hold onto Sardonix's ankles, as the words come out of my mouth, an abrupt clear, striking and truthful desire, "Don't forget to take my heart, make it yours, all of me – is all of yours."

"That's right. I'm aware. All of you – is all of ours," Sardonix puts his foot over my head, "Your mind is gone."

I scream bloody murder as a climax takes me by surprise.

Tron pumps me full of cum and takes his hard shaft out, to make room for another.

When the second climax subsides, and another cock pushes slowly into my pussy, Sardonix takes his foot off my head.

"I'll fuck you more gently," Clypto speaks behind me, polite enough for a demon, his dick already deep inside, but only slowly thrusting in and out. Timed to torture a whore like me.

Sardonix reaches down and helps me up onto my knees and hands. His hand cups my dirty chin, keeping my eyes up, while he's also on his knees, to get closer to my mouth.

"After we all fuck you, tiny," Sardonix promises me, "Anubis wants you," Me? Sardonix nods, affirming, "Yes. You. You're on his mind... and he wants you naked..."

"L-like to fuck?" I ask, while Clypto is gently fucking me forward, toward Sardonix's crotch.

He's leaned up to pull his cock out of his pants, to put it straight into my mouth.

"Practice," Sardonix holds my cheeks, and his body starts to morph – into his Lycan, while his shaft is over my tongue, "You're in practice because the old timer wants you perfect," a full demon snarl, so deep all his words become one command, is what hits my ears, as he turns fully Lycan.

Sardonix's Lycan dick stretches and fits in my throat, while Clypto is balls deep, his knot inside me, keeping us locked together. I'm held tight between, fucking skewered. One dick pumps cum into my pussy. The other into my throat.

Sardonix starts to fuck me.

"That's right, tiny," Clypto's demonic whisper of a promise kisses my ears, while he simultaneously trails a sharp claw down my spine, barely breaking the skin – but at the same time almost causing a fatal cut, if he were to apply even the tiniest bit of pressure, "Now. Fucking move."

O....oh...

Oh.

Now I know what they want me to 'practice'.

Fucking them; on my own.

Clypto has come to a stop inside me, just filling me up whole, while Sardonix is choking me with the thickness of his cock.

I move my head forward, and get choked up even more, to release pressure from my pussy.

Then I move backward, taking Clypto deeper, and trying to breathe a bit easier around Sardonix's brutal length.

Forward.

Backward.

Forward.

Backward.

And neither Lycan moves an inch to make it easier for me.

Sardonix tickles my nose with the tip of his own claw, before grabbing the back of my head, and pulling me forward a bit faster, hearing me choke on his dick with my chin against his huge Lycan balls.

"This is how he wants you," Sardonix drawls, "Quietly suffering – while the climax kills you on the inside, and we can enjoy you from the outside," his tongue, licks over my face, "Whoorree..." his rare Lycan tone hits a deep chord inside me, causing my body to contract and squeeze, my blood heating rapidly.

This climax is actually demonic.

This feeling is totally screwed up.

I'm losing my brain as if it's liquefying into nothing, as if poison is melting it into something malleable for him to mould.

First I took command of your Fate. Then I squeezed your heart, just a little. You let me in too far, you naive fool, the image of us kissing in the club, flashes through my mind – his lips so soft but whole on mine, taking me fully, and the moment was perfect – and now it's just burning up, and now, you felt it, I just slaughtered your mind, you dirty cunt. You're a meal to us. Nothing more. A pretty little meal.

Liar.

Sardonix pumps my throat full of his cum, I swallow it all and he finally takes his cock out of my throat.

As I collapse into the soil, Clypto pulls out of my pussy and four more Lycans step forward.

The rest of the pack were hungry, and they didn't want to wait anymore. They were going to share.

"Just admit you fell in love with me," I say this to Sardonix. He used fancy words to describe his own faults. His own feelings, I can see your aura, you adore me, I add into his mind.

I do, Sardonix does not deny it, But only one Lycan adores you more than I or my father. And he will want you dutiful to the bone when he sees you next. He's strict. I am tolerant of you. Onyx is tolerant of you. Anubis – he is not tolerant. Respect is all you must show him. Do you understand that, tiny?

Sardonix sounds worried, hoping I do understand.

Of course I understand.

Good. Now get up back onto your knees, because you're about to have a Lycan in every hole. Don't fall asleep.

"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M SLEEPING?" I scream at Sardonix, shocking the demons around me into pausing their advance. I'm just totally flustered by the stupid statement he just made.

"Jesus, relax woman," Sardonix's Lycan watches on, and he sounds so utterly offended, "It was just a joke! You're so fucking dumb, bitch, I swear –"

"Ha. HA, you're so. Fucking. FUNNY, hahaHA," I feign laughter, as the remaining Lycans all lift me up, ignoring our banter.

But as they do, the soil starts to whirl violently next to us all.

Before I'm taken by the remainder of the pack, a hole has opened up in the soil – and a black head of a familiar and jewelled beast, strolls up a temple stair case out of the Afterlife.

Anubis walks out and turns to us.

I obediently keep my mouth shut, my eyes down, and my body ready for the four Lycans hovering their dicks over me.

"That's right, tiny," Sardonix has to rub it in, "Be good now that Daddy's watching you."

I bite my lip so hard it bleeds, and I whimper a little.

That was not fucking funny.

I did respect Anubis.

And not because he was my 'Daddy'. That was fucking stupid lingo – this was so unfair, being humiliated from Sardonix's 'jokes' while Anubis watched on! My Pretty Anubis ...

"She's drowned enough for now," Anubis interrupts, a command to them all. The remaining pack step away from me, and Anubis steps toward me. I keep my eyes on his feet. I keep myself quiet, "Come with me, Cleo," my hair tickles, and when I look up, he holds out a claw for me to grab.

I reach up and I take a hold, carefully, and get to my feet.

He starts to lead me toward the staircase down to the Afterlife.

Sardonix watches with baited breath.

I stick my tongue out.

Anubis pauses on the first step, and looks back at Sardonix too.

"When you're older and more decisive, Sardonix," Anubis advises, "You'll earn her respect. For now. The lessons in servility will remain in my domain."

"The brat can't wait to learn off you," Sardonix growls.

"Because she will learn," Anubis pauses a second longer to hold Sardonix's eye, and then he continues down the stair case.

Well. Ah, oh. I'm skipping down by his side, and my wings are fluttering in excitement about it.

This was a realm I couldn't escape from. This temple had changed my path.

It was the place I found my Fate with Lycans.

Anubis tricked me with his handsome physique, beautiful drawl and lonely soul. He owned me the moment I laid eyes on him.

I fell for him, and in consequence, I fell for them all.

Bloody demons. They unfortunately had hearts. Wild and untamed.

But Anubis... I dare look him over, and I keep close to his side.

Anubis has the biggest heart of all.

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