“Not every night,” Jes said, sitting on the short stage and facing the angel. “We’re too busy and tired to fuck that much.”
“I… meant literal sleep, demon.”
“I know what you meant, bitch. Yes, of course we sleep. The fuck did you think we did?”
“I don’t understand how any demon can sleep, knowing another of their kind sits beside them, ready to devour them the moment they close their eyes.”
Daoka clicked at the angel, stomped up to her, gestured around and at Jes, and clicked some more, with a full-on sneer at that. It was enough to make Moriah pull her head back.
“Exactly,” Jes said, pulled on one of Dao’s back spikes, and sat the girl beside her. “Just because demons can be violent doesn’t mean we always are. And who the fuck are you to talk? I’ve had three encounters with angels in my life so far, two from you, each one violent. At least in my first encounter, they weren’t trying to kill us.”
Moriah raised a brow, but didn’t ask.
“Angels are warriors of God. We are violent because we need to be.”
“Yeah, well, last I checked, God left, right? You said it yourself. A forlorn tower. So how about you fuck off and–”
“I obey the will of the council.”
“Yeah?” Jes flared her wings. “The fuck did they say?”
“The unmarked must die.”
“Why?”
Moriah glared. “The humans have a saying, paraphrased from a poem. It is not theirs to question why.”
“But to do and die?” David said. “That’s a horrible expression!”
“It is the rock angels stand on, the foundation. Faith. Demons would never understand, vermin who scurry and fight tooth and claw for every scrap of food you can find. You kill each other–” She stopped. No one said anything. Silence dragged on, and the angel looked down as she set her hands on her knees.
“Go fuck yourself,” Jes said. “You don’t understand us at all.”
“No one understands anyone,” David said. “That’s kind of what I’m trying to fix. Let’s all just calm down, and–” Every woman looked his way, eyes stabbing, and he put up his hands. “Bad choice of words. I’m just saying, none of us know anything about what Heaven’s like, and I’m getting the impression angels haven’t exactly tried to learn what Hell is like, beyond the surface stuff.”
“Some angels have,” Laoko said. “As you have no doubt surmised, I have known angels before. They sneak down here sometimes, avoiding the judging eyes of their comrades, and experience life down here in the trenches.” Trenches. Laoko had seen a few scrying pools.
“I’ve never seen one,” Caera said. “I mean, other than Galon and Yosepha.”
“Yes, Galon. I have met him before, and some friends of his.” Laoko paced the isle between the pews, twisted a few times, tested her wounded sided, and hissed down at the off-shade of dark red where she’d been cut. “More angels than this one would like to admit come to Hell to experience a different floor of the Great Tower. Everything is not well in Heaven.”
Moriah watched Laoko from the corner of her eye, but her serious expression turned somber, and her eyes fell.
“Is that why you’ve kept me alive? So you can learn of Heaven? I will tell you nothing.”
David sat on Dao’s other side, shaking his head. “I’ll learn anything I can, but if you don’t wanna talk about Heaven, fine.”
“Fine.”
“Fine,” Jes said, snarling.
“Fine,” Laoko said, voice smooth, complete with a small grin.
Sighing, David looked to Caera. “Then I guess we just… sleep again.”
Caera nodded, took watch at the door, as did Acelina, and everyone else cast a second glance at the angel before closing their eyes. This was going to be a long, painful journey. And the fuck was he going to do once she was healed enough to leave? Let her go? That was the plan, but the naive flag waved in his face every time he thought about it.
But he’d told her that’s what he’d do. That’s what he’d do.
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~~Day 55~~
~~Mia~~
They had sex again, last night. Julisa had been right. Damn it.
She enjoyed it. No denying it. No getting around it. She really enjoyed the way the boys all came to her, once they’d found a dry spot to sleep. It gave her a thrill, the way they got all growly and hungry for her, surrounded her, and held her down, and did things to her. If she’d said no with any seriousness, they would have stopped; if they didn’t, Kas and Adron would make them. But it never came to that. She melted into six pairs of hands, and let them fuck her.
Kas and Adron first, because they were her friends and deserved to be taken care of. Then the incubi. Kas and Adron didn’t just watch, though. They rubbed their dicks on her and cum on her while Mia took care of the handsome near-human boys. And again, the incubi all got inside her at the same time, and again, her body had stretched to fit them. Like last time, she’d made sure to ask each demon if they were satisfied, and to her delight, they were.
Romance? Romance could come later.
Yeap, this was pretty much the thing she’d been in denial about. She didn’t really like the mental image of being a slut, but that was old her being an idiot. This was Hell, things were done differently down here, and David was probably doing the same thing! Knowing that dumbass, he was using his aura to seduce every set of tits in a ten-kilometer radius. That gorgala who’d saved the two of them from falling into the canyon had been beautiful, and spicy.
Of course, Vinicius hadn’t joined them. He’d fucked Julisa. And like the night before, he’d fucked her long and hard, to the point Mia had asked her if she was okay, because it looked like she was going to break. She didn’t respond, just laughed between her groans and moans. And when they were done, Vin sat off to the side a bit, and slept. He didn’t seem to care about Julisa, but then again, the incubi didn’t really care about Mia, either, not emotionally. And Adron and Kas, she still wasn’t sure.
But that was last night. It was a new day! A new day of aimlessly wandering a giant underground cavern someone or something had pulled them into. But at least she had tonight to look forward to.
Mia got up, did a little stretch, made sure her flimsy red silk dress was on right, and looked at the boys. They put their armor back on — they’d taken it off for the sex — and checked their weapons. She smiled and squirmed a little, remembering not only what it felt like to have all four incubi fight for space inside her, but the way it’d looked. They were all so classically handsome, and seeing their abs and muscles flex as they moved their cocks in different rhythms–
She slapped her cheeks. Was David this bad? Because this was fucking bad. Surrounded by doom and death and here she was having the best sex of her life and embracing it.