Page 17 of Resurrection (Daemons & Lumens #2)

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Typhon

I paced Seraphina’s rooms, waiting for her to return.

Now that the Kings thought we were compliant, we had a bit more freedom.

Freedom was a strong word, though. The Kings still held us by the balls while the fuckers had our relics hidden somewhere in the manor.

Morax revealed to us the relics would be destroyed through the ritual, and since we were royally fucked right now, his word was the only one we trusted.

“Will you desist?” Andras growled, leaning against the far wall. “Your pacing is irritating.”

“You know I enjoy irritating you, brother.” I smirked, continuing my tour of the suite given to our girl.

Of course, our fathers flaunted their money and power by putting her in a suite instead of a dungeon cell.

Giving her a bedroom was meant to make her think she wasn’t powerful enough to bother locking up.

The day she proved them all wrong would be especially sweet.

“Where the fuck is she?” I snarled, irritated that others were keeping her from us.

Andras sighed. “It’s only been fifteen minutes. I’m sure she will be back soon.”

I stopped and cocked my head, letting my daemon out to listen for any approaching footsteps. A devilish smirk lit up my face. “Perhaps we should hide. I want to taste her fear when I pounce.”

Andras, the cold bastard, turned his head to hide, the mirth threatening to show on his face.

My brother needed his freedom from this life even more than I did.

I missed the smiles and laughter he often shared with us in youth.

In fairness, none of us laughed like we did back then.

Our fathers took whatever measures they could to ensure happiness was always out of reach. Until she arrived.

Seeing her at dinner, pressing the knife to her own throat, made my heart freeze.

I understood why she did it; the devastation was plain on her face when she saw her sister with Darren.

We could do nothing, say nothing, as she processed the illusion Michaela and her daemon played out in front of the Kings.

I hoped after speaking with Michaela and her daemon just now, she wouldn’t be so willing to die.

When the blood trickled down her neck, fear and lust warred within me.

I wanted to lean over and lick the nectar from her perfect skin.

And throttle her for thinking she could leave this Earth without me.

My very being was tethered to hers. If she thought for a moment I would survive without her—that any of us would—she was severely wrong.

The door opened, and I immediately grabbed her throat, pulling her into the room and shoving her against the wall.

I snarled in her face. Seraphina didn’t even look scared.

My little pet stared back at me with equal measures of anger and lust. Her monsters were just as eager as my own to come out and play.

“Did you think you could get away with that little stunt at dinner, pet?” I growled, bringing my face down so it was level with her own.

“If you ever, ever , threaten to take your own life again, I will follow you into the afterlife and torment you for eternity.” I squeezed her throat tightly, cutting off any air supply to let her know how serious I was.

Her nostrils flared, and she bared her teeth at me. Fuck, I adored this woman. I slammed my lips to hers, forcing her mouth open and claiming her with my teeth and tongue. She fought me, her nails digging into my biceps as I released her throat just enough for her to breathe.

Andras walked closer to us, and I felt his presence a moment before he ripped Seraphina from my arms. He held her tightly, his large hands cupping her cheeks.

She was breathing heavily, looking up into his dark eyes.

They stared at each other for several moments.

Seeing my brother like this gave me hope.

Our girl had no idea how reserved Andras was, how few people he trusted.

How many women tried to get close to him, and how many of them he shut down.

Seraphina carved her way into our souls, and she would never be rid of us.

“Did they tell you everything?” Andras whispered, the slightest hint of concern in his tone.

Seraphina nodded, closing her eyes. “Yes. I know about the illusions. And the ritual.”

Andras straightened, his mouth a grim line. “I don’t like it, but I do believe Morax and his plan. He cares about your sister, and killing you would hurt her.”

She shrugged. “I would die for my sister, especially if it would save her life.”

Andras tensed, his emotions coming through at her careless words. “Oh really, sweetheart? Did Typhon not make it clear to you how important you are to us? And you would leave us?”

Her face scrunched, and her eyes darted between mine and his. “Don’t make me choose between you and my sister.”

Andras let go of her and stepped back. “I would never, my angel. There will never be a day where I would make you choose. But know this. If you die, we will follow you. In this life and every other. You’re ours.”

Seraphina’s eyes blazed with emotion, and she licked her lips. I tracked the movement, needing to taste her. Every inch of her.

“I’m yours.” Her voice was low and filled with lust.

“Get on your knees,” Andras commanded, and my dick jumped to attention.

Seraphina smiled like the Cheshire Cat, and I knew she was eager to play. “Make me.”

Andras chuckled. “Typhon.”

I was already moving, knowing what he wanted.

Seraphina’s eyes widened moments before I prowled behind her.

I slipped my hands in her hair and tugged her head back.

In the same instant, I kicked out her knees and forced her to the ground.

My grip tightened in her hair, and she gasped, looking up at us with those mesmerizing aquamarine eyes.

Her tongue slipped out and licked her lips once more, and I growled possessively.

“Very good, sweetheart. Don’t you look lovely on your knees for us,” Andras purred, his voice as sharp as the edge of a blade. My brother could weaponize words like a pro.

Seraphina’s hand snapped out, and she grabbed his belt to tug him closer. “As if you could put me here”—her words were soft, forcing us to lean in and listen—“against my will.”

Her nimble fingers quickly unbuckled his belt.

She pulled it through the loops, but before she could discard it, Andras held out his hand.

Seraphina smirked up at him and placed the leather belt across his palm.

My dick throbbed at the simple act. She was right.

Seraphina might be the one on her knees, but she held us in the palms of her pretty little hands.

She could ask anything of me, and I would give it.

I held her hair up while Andras slipped the belt around her slender neck. He slipped it through the buckle and slid the leather tightly around her throat. He tugged the leash, forcing her to stand.

“Typhon, our girl is wearing too many clothes.” Andras smirked, his dark eyes boring into hers as he gave me the not-so-subtle command.

The dress Seraphina wore was stunning, but it also came from this house and our fathers, and therefore I hated it. I pulled a slim knife from my pocket and began slicing down the back of her dress.

She laughed as I cut the soft fabric away from her body. “Who let you have a weapon?”

I chuckled in her ear and nipped at her jaw. “As if they could stop me from having a little fun. Or stealing a weapon or two.”

The dress was officially offending me, so I knelt down behind her and cut away the last of the fabric.

She wore no lingerie beneath, and I couldn’t resist biting into her lush ass.

Seraphina yelped, and I gripped her thighs, forcing her to stand still.

A possessive growl rumbled within my chest at the sight of the pink teeth marks on her ass cheek.

“I’m getting my teeth tattooed onto your ass, pet.” I decided instantly. “I want to see my mark every time I fuck you from behind.”

“Fine.” She laughed, her aqua eyes twinkling wickedly. “But I want mine tattooed on your dick.”

I barked out a laugh. “Deal, little vixen.”

She smelled so delicious, and I could practically taste her arousal.

I slid my hands up the back of her thighs and squeezed her ass cheeks, pulling them apart.

Andras tugged on the belt, and Seraphina bent at the waist. Her perfect pussy and tight pink hole were stunning.

My mouth watered, and I leaned in to lick her from cunt to ass.

She moaned, and I buried my face between her cheeks, devouring her.

I heard a zipper as our girl moaned for me then Andras’s deep voice. “Open your mouth. Suck.”

God damn, my brother was a sexy motherfucker. The commanding tone had me ready to suck his dick too. Instead, I slipped a finger inside Seraphina’s pussy just as she took Andras’s dick down her pretty throat.

Her moans were the sweetest music to my ears while I toyed with her cunt.

“You’re dripping, pet. My beard is covered in your scent. I fucking missed this pussy.”

Seraphina whimpered, unable to speak as Andras fucked her mouth.

Her nails dug into his thighs where she held on to keep steady bent over between us.

He pulled the belt tighter, forcing her to take him all the way in.

She choked and gagged, spit dripping down her chin, but she didn’t stop.

I fucking loved her for it. Andras pulled back, allowing her to take a breath.

“Such a good girl for us. You look stunning with your mouth wrapped around my cock, sweetheart,” Andras praised her, and her pussy tightened around my fingers.

I chuckled. “She liked that. Her sweet cunt just gushed for you, brother.”

Andras grinned like a fucking daemon, lust filling his eyes. “Tell us what you want, Seraphina.” He pulled out of her mouth, and she took a deep breath, staring up at him.

“Fuck me. Please. I need it.” Her voice was equally low and desperate.

“Fuck yes, little vixen,” I growled, licking my lips.

Andras tugged the belt, forcing Seraphina toward her bed. “Typhon, on the bed. I want to watch our little slut ride you.”

Seraphina’s eyes dilated, and I stalked toward the bed. I stripped out of the stupid suit our fathers made us wear and dropped the clothes to the floor. My dick was rock hard and aching for our girl. Her ravenous gaze dropped to my cock, and that wicked tongue slipped out to lick her lips.

“I want to taste you first,” Seraphina demanded, her eyes crawling up my flesh like a greedy slut.

“Get the fuck over here then.” I growled at her.

Andras kept hold of the belt around her neck as my naked queen walked to me with all the grace and power of a feline on the hunt. Her eyes blazed, and my throat went dry at the sight of her. Her perfect, pink nipples hardened, and I desperately wanted to watch her tits bounce in my face.

I want to pierce those pretty nips. The thought popped in my mind and stuck. Oh fuck yes, I’d be getting some metal in my girl very soon.

Her silvery blue hair was a mess as she leaned over my prone form and dragged her nails up my thighs.

She grinned as her hands gripped my cock and pumped slowly.

Her soft hands felt amazing, and my dick twitched in her grasp.

Andras pulled the belt tight around her neck and gripped her hair, taking control.

She complied, smirking before opening her mouth and dragging her tongue over my Prince Albert piercing.

Goosebumps pricked across my flesh immediately.

Her mouth felt fucking amazing, and I needed more of her.

I thrust my hips, forcing her to take more of my cock down her throat. “Yes, pet. Take it all.”

She moaned, spit dribbling down the sides of her mouth as my piercing grazed the back of her throat.

I dropped my head back on the bed and groaned. “Fuck yes. You’re such a good fucking slut for us.”

The next moment, Seraphina gasped when Andras pulled the belt and forced her off my dick. He wrapped one arm around her waist, his hand trailing across her abs and down between her legs. She leaned back, resting her head against his chest.