Slay My Soul
Chapter 23 Eve

I stand on jelly legs as Dev struts away, once again confident in himself. I must remember to piss him off more often. The man certainly knows how to play hunter-prey, although it felt more like seek and destroy. I’m feeling pretty destroyed in my nether regions (in the best possible way.) At least I can check Dev off my to-do list. I’ve definitely done him, and I enjoyed every second of it too! At least he’s back on track, ready to be King again.

Carino’s already sent the Demons back to their realm, their new mates staying behind. We have sent a few to the human realm so they don’t have to fight their new mates in battle. This brings me to my next task. How to get to Asmodeus, so they don’t have to battle in the first place. The demons, now knowing what they do, will be fighting under duress. We will be forced to defend ourselves, and vice versa.

There is also the rat in Carino’s circle, but he claims he’s got a fair idea who it is, so I have left it in his hands. Then there is the whole Max situation. We are both as bad as each other with our issues. I know he wants me and my own bond wants him, but I’m just not quite there yet and he doesn’t want to push. I also need to speak to Ly, who still loves me to pieces but is definitely more cautious and watchful over me. I think I unnerve him a little, maybe I did go a teensy bit too far with Magda, even if she did one hundred percent deserve it.

Maybe I’m overthinking this. If I just do the deed with Max and then portal to Asmodeus, jump in his circle, and get my freak on - then I’ve won. I pat myself on the back. Plan made. Check.

Okay, I’ll go have a chat with Ly and then track down Max. Fingers crossed we can get our shit together and then I can cross him off the list. I groan. Since when has something as unique as mating been reduced to being part of a to-do list?

“Eve!” Ralen yells out as I’m striding to the house. I pause and swing my head to look at her. “We have info on Demon mating, you may want to pump us for information,” she sing-songs thrusting her hips. Fuck, I do need more info and I am damn curious about them. As for pumping them, I think I’ll just let the conversation flow as it may. I’m a bit pumped out after Dev’s attention. I really should see Ly, but this shouldn’t take long. I pivot and head Ralen’s way, where she leans against the door of our bar smugly. “Knew you couldn’t resist,” she laughs. I roll my eyes at her, I'm curious as fuck. Fucking sue me.

“I need to know what I’m in for and you know what I need to know. It’s a no-brainer really.” Ralen grins and heads inside as I trail after her. She stops at a table full of demon-mated women. Poppy looks at me bleary-eyed, clearly drunk.

“Eve!” She slurs. “I have a mate!” She screws her face up sadly. “Hurts to be so far away from him. You need to hurry up so we can be together.”

“Sure thing, I’ll wave my magic wand after fucking my Demon that I can't get to, and solve all your problems,” I say dryly.

“Great!” She grins happily. “Knew I could count on you.” I sigh. If only it was that easy. I take a seat and propping my chin in my hand and look at Ralen expectantly. She slides a shot of tequila my way. I have zero intention of drinking. Mates to de-scare, fuck, and all that jazz.

“They have spikes around the head of their cocks,” Ralen blurts. Yip didn’t see that coming. I take the shot. Ralen slides me another and I take that too. She slides me a third. “They also make their cocks vibrate when they knot you, it’s at least a fifteen-minute orgasm.” My mouth drops open and I swiftly throw the third shot down my throat. “When they cum, a tendril/ tentacle thing attaches itself to your cervix to pump you full of cum while you orgasm, coating your womb. There is a bloody good chance some of us are pregnant already.” I choke and accept the next two shots she slides my way. Vibrating octopus cocks. Looks like Garret’s not the only unique cock around after all. “The shaft has ridges and bumps that rub against you deliciously and their cocks are so big.” Her voice takes on a dreamlike quality.

“So the spikes don’t tear you too much?” I ask, grabbing the bottle Ralen’s been pouring from and just drinking directly from its neck. Penelope snorts from beside Ralen.

“She’s told you it all wrong. The spikes are soft not hard or sharp. More like ticklers for added stimulation.” I sigh with relief.

"It worries me that you thought it was okay if they tore you up," Penelope laughs. "Can confirm, one hundred percent stimulation."

“Not that they need the extra stimulation if they give you a fifteen-minute orgasm. That’s half a pig’s orgasm. Lord knows how they survive that length of time,” I joke.

“I do not want to know how you know how long a pig’s orgasm lasts,” Penelope says as she wrinkles her nose at me.

“Just a stupid fact one of the warriors came out with ages ago when we were drinking. I thought he was all shit, so I googled. Turns out it's all true,” I say with a shrug. “Okay, so Demons have over-achieving cocks, give mind-blowing orgasms and have ways to nearly guarantee they will knock you up. Duly noted. Anything else?”

“They bite to claim you, the same as us shifters do, but they supersize it. It’s like an Alpha bite on steroids,” Poppy adds. “Makes your orgasm raise even higher.” She grabs at her wine glass and pouts as she knocks it over instead. “But on the upside they are really nice, considering they are kinda the enemy. And the sex is great.”

“Giant dicks, giant bites. Got it. Are we done here?” One of the other girls I wasn’t familiar with pats my back, the Dark Fae chick.

“Yes, relax, have a drink. You work too hard and worry too much,” she says soothingly.

“Yeah Eve, when was the last time we got hammered together?” Ralen says looking a bit pissed at me.

“I kind of can’t, dick. Imminent war coming. Attacks at any given minute, remember?” I say scowling back at her. “What do you think I do all day? Paint my toenails and fart rainbows?” Ralen narrows her eyes at me while Penelope laughs.

“Of course not! But surely one night won’t hurt,” she argues.

“And you could bet your ass that’s the night they attack, and I’ll be too damn drunk to crawl to the front line because my luck is just that awesome. Thanks, but no thanks. After everyone’s safe - Absolutely!! We will get so shit-faced we won’t remember our names. Thank you ladies for the incite on Demon cocks. I have a mate to de-scare.” I push my chair out and get to my feet.

“Who did you freak out?” Penelope asks.

“Lysario,” I say sighing. “I kinda pulled Magda to pieces and rolled in her body fluids when she reared her head. I don’t think he appreciated my artistic nature.”

“Good job. She was always a demented psycho, convinced the old king loved her. She only ever emptied his chamber pot and I doubt he even knew her name,” The dark Fae snorts. “Shame your mate got weirded out. I would have paid to see it and cheered you on.”

“It was fun,” I say wistfully. “But I really do need to make sure he’s ok.” I give them a wave. Kiss the top of Poppy’s head (who is still pouting at her spilled wine) and head out the door. I reach internally to replace my link to Ly and let it tug me in his direction. He’s at the gym surprisingly. I head over and replace the gym empty. My nose and ears lead me to the locker room where he is showering. Well, he’s in the shower at least, his arm moving fast. I get behind him silently, he’s so lost in his head, he doesn’t even realize I’m there.

“Afternoon handsome.” He jumps a mile, jerking his hand away. “You okay? What did your heat-seeking womb ferret do to deserve the thrashing?” His eyes furrow, confused, as he looks at me over his shoulder. I sigh. “You know, burp the worm, give the five-fingered shake, thrash the snake, choke the chicken.” He blushes, averting his eyes from mine.

“Just releasing some tension,” he mutters, then clears his throat and turns to face me giving me an eyeful of his beautiful erection. “Was there something you wanted or needed assistance with Eve?” Hmm, that was formal, I almost feel the need to make a bowtie for his cock, to fit the moment.

“I was worried you thought differently about me after the whole Magda thing. I was a bit worried I freaked you out. Thought I should make sure you were ok,” I say offering an olive branch, while covertly stealing looks at his mouthwatering cock. He squares his shoulders.

“It was a bit of an overkill Eve. Blood everywhere.” His dick jerks as he says the word blood. Interesting.

“I’m sorry, it was a bit much. But the feel of her blood sliding down my skin (cock jerk) and dripping down my face (cock jerk) at that moment, was all just so exciting. I got caught in the moment.”

“You need to learn to control your inner darkness Eve,” Ly says. “Bathing in the blood of your enemy is pushing limits you don’t want to cross.” I take in the painfully hard erection he’s sporting and grin. If he was genuinely upset he would be going limp. I step forward and grab his rock-hard shaft.

“Is that because my dark side brings yours out to play?” I say sweetly. He scoffs but cuts off abruptly when I pump him a couple of times. “Her blood on my fingers felt like silk when I rubbed them together (cock twitch). Are you pissed at what I did, or pissed at how much you liked watching it?”

“Light Fae do not enjoy violence, we are only violent when it is a necessary evil.”

“I call bull shit!! That’s a robot answer, drilled into your head from birth. They may hide it better but the darkness is in us all. No shame in acknowledging yours. If you like, you can fuck me as I whisper in your ear how it felt when my claws slid through her skin like butter. How they caught on her rib cage and I had to yank them free.” I lick up the side of his neck and pump him again. Smiling as he swears under his breath and grabs for me, shoving my pants down to my knees. He turns me and impales me with one hard thrust of his cock. I moan as he invades me. “When we win this war I’m going to drain the King of his blood and shower in it while I fuck you,” I tell him. He groans, thrusting harder and faster. “I bet you watched Carino and I bleed each other while we fucked like rabbits and loved it. I bet you wished it was you touching my breasts and smearing the blood all over them.” Lysario snarls as he takes me harder, a beast tearing free inside him and my orgasm growing lightning fast, at this unexpected show of his dominance.

I extend my claws and pull one over my shoulder, making a small slice. Ly’s breathing speeds up and his movements stutter as the blood dribbles from the small wound. His hand grips my throat and he slams his mouth over the cut, tonguing it before biting down, setting my orgasm free as he empties himself inside me. Holy fuck! I don’t know what I love more - the soul-claiming intense lovemaking we usually have or this dominant body-branding fuckery we have just taken part in. I go to open my mouth but-

“Not a word Eve. If you want to see me release this side of myself again to you - you don’t tell anyone. It’s un-Light Fae of me. I don’t want people’s opinions of me to change.” A soft snort of laughter reaches our ears, snapping our heads up. Mikyda stands there grinning like a fucking Cheshire cat.

“I told you we were alike, descended from the same origin. My people just let our side show more. But don’t worry Light Fae, I won’t tell a soul. Your people will still think you are righteous, even though they are just as bloodthirsty as the rest of us. Next time, invite me to join in though.” Mikyda salutes us and wanders off out the door. I help a glaring Ly to his feet.

“I think you will replace there is more than a little blood lust in all of our circle. Don’t hide what you want, what you need. I think you will replace them more accepting than you realize.” I tug my pants up and blow him a kiss as I walk out the door.

Ly de-scared, check.