Page 43 of Resurrection (Daemons & Lumens #2)

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

Seraphina

I stomped through the stupid mansion after the unsuccessful training session.

The power inside me wouldn’t follow any of my commands.

I could feel it there, buzzing in my veins and desperate to get out, but no matter what words I said or how calm I tried to be, the magic just wouldn’t come out.

Not magic, Vis-el. That’s what the daemons and lumens called their power.

Magic was different, something the witches claimed.

Witches were attuned to the elements in a different way.

Daemons and lumens were born with an affinity to certain elements, but able to manipulate them all to a certain extent.

There was so much fucking information about all this shit, my head was going to explode.

It was exhausting. My body felt weary, and my mind buzzed with a million questions and dark intrusive thoughts over my failures.

I missed having Tibby in my ear, laughing and keeping me occupied.

Seeing her free from the influence of the fucking Kings soothed my heart a little, but gods damn if it wasn’t cracking apart with all the bullshit we’d been hit with.

Dev’s sister was still with the Kings. In the mayhem following the ritual, he couldn’t find her, and I knew part of him was still stuck in North Carolina with her.

I knew that pain, considering I only just reunited with my own sister.

Audrey Kingston was dead. Andras tried to deliver the news gently, but fuck if I wasn’t furious.

She was a pawn in a game of devils and never stood a chance.

Just another innocent person I failed to save.

That moment of strength and clarity from my birth father faded into nothing as my failures threatened to gobble me up.

I ran, my arms and legs pumping as I picked up speed, fleeing the others and just needing to get away.

It was a big ass mansion, and without Tibby in my ear telling where to go next, I quickly got lost in the maze of hallways.

My breathing turned ragged, and I slowed, having sprinted two flights of stairs and officially run out of oxygen.

The halls were dimly lit, with very little daylight getting through.

Most of the windows were cloaked in heavy velvet curtains, letting only slivers of the sun’s rays through.

It was eerie as hell, but I kind of liked it.

I paused at a doorway when I heard a machine humming with power and opened it further.

It was some kind of control room, about the size of a bedroom.

One entire wall was covered in television screens.

There were computers and all kinds of tech gadgets filling shelves along the walls.

It was organized chaos. I walked along the wall of screens.

They were clearly camera feeds, but not just for the manner.

The feeds were connected to cameras at The Towne House, Ty’s gym, even Dev’s bar.

A commanding presence charged the air in the room, and I knew who it was without looking.

“This wasn’t here last time I was at Vespertine Hall,” I mused, turning toward my dark Prince.

He leaned against the doorframe, looking elegant-as-fuck in gray slacks and a white button-down shirt. The sleeves were rolled up, his version of casual.

“Do you mean when you were here spying on us and blowing up cars?” Andras smirked, arching a brow at me.

I grinned and put on my best innocent smile. “Who says I did that?”

Andras shoved off the walk and walked toward me. He reached out a hand, brushing his thumb across my bottom lip. “Only you would be brave enough to go against my father like that.”

His compliment made my insides melt, but I wasn’t in the mood for those. My recent failings were still too sharp in my mind, and I turned from him, looking at the screens.

“Tibby should see this, she’d be salivating over all this tech. Bet she’d start flickin’ the bean immediately.” I internally rolled my eyes at myself. Seraphina, you’re a dumbass.

Andras sighed. “Gods, you have a filthy mouth, sweetheart.”

I skipped over that comment too. “Have you ever seen the movie The Dark Knight ?”

“No.”

“This totally reminds me—” I stopped short, registering his words. “Wait, what? Are you serious?”

Andras’s mouth thinned into a flat line. “Do I look serious?”

I looked him over. “You mostly look frumpy.”

He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Sweetheart. I’m going to punish you soon if you keep insulting me.”

I shrugged my shoulders and continued to taunt the devil. “I’m stating facts. Anyway, this setup is like a scene from that movie. Is there also a button we can press and it all goes boom?”

Andras smirked. “I highly doubt it.”

“Then we get Tibby to make one. Never know when we might need it.” I grinned.

His lips turned down, and his eyes looked pityingly at me. “She isn’t well, Seraphina. Not yet.”

I put my hands on my hips. “Maybe it will help. She loves this stuff, it’s familiar. Something she was good at before I dragged her into all this bullshit.”

Andras reached out and squeezed my shoulders, his strong grip kneading my muscles expertly. “None of this is your fault.”

I wasn’t in the mood to hear that shit. I shrugged out of his arms and pushed past him to leave.

“Whatever.”

His hand snapped out, catching me by the back of the neck and forcing me to stop. Andras’s hot breath fanned against my ear. “Did you just shrug me off? That was the last straw, sweetheart.”

Andras moved quickly, shoving me against the wall and expertly pulling my arms behind my back to keep me still. I could probably get out of this, but right now, I didn’t want to. I needed an escape. Something or someone to take control and quiet the anxiety building inside me.

“Repeat after me.” Andras spoke quietly, his voice no less commanding. “This is not my fault.”

I grunted, refusing to say it. His hand smacked across my ass so forcefully, I was certain there’d be a handprint, even with my leggings on.

Another Prince suddenly appeared in my peripheral. “And what’s going on here?” Ty’s deep voice purred.

Andras tightened his hold. “Our girl is being disobedient. She’s getting lost in her negative thoughts and needs to be reminded of who she is.”

I shivered at his words, and the threat behind them. This fucker was going to force me to say nice things about myself. Well, he could try.

“With pleasure. I do love punishing my little vixen,” Ty growled, coming closer. He pulled out a pocket knife and flicked it open, the sharp blade gleaming in the light. “Where shall we start?”

Andras pulled me away from the wall and into his chest. “Get her leggings off.”

Mina immediately perked up, my horny-as-hell pussy throbbing with need at his words.

Ty moved quickly, peeling the soft fabric down my legs.

He left my thong on, but when the leggings were tossed aside, he returned with his knife and cut the lace away from my body.

He flipped the blade and slipped the handle between my legs, teasing my clit with the hilt, and I moaned.

Ty chuckled. “She’s soaked for us.”

“Leave her wet cunt for now. No pleasure for you, sweetheart,” Andras purred, his voice like silk.

“Asshole,” I mumbled, and his grip tightened to the point of pain around my neck.

Andras forced me to my knees. “Repeat after me. This is not my fault.”

I mashed my lips together, refusing to say it. He looked at Ty and nodded. Without a word, Ty dropped his gym shorts to the floor, and his very hard dick stared me in the face. My mouth watered, and I licked my lips. His piercing glinted in the low lights, and I really really wanted to lick it.

“If you can’t obey, you suck,” Andras quipped.

“Ready to obey, pet?” Ty grinned wickedly, his hand stroking his cock.

I was not saying the damn words, so I opened my mouth and glared up at Ty.

His eyes heated, and he stepped forward, shoving his dick down my throat without warning.

I gagged, breathing through my nose and trying not to choke.

He pulled out and thrust back in again, giving me no time to breathe.

He fucked my mouth so forcefully tears pricked at my eyes.

Blood rushed to my clit, my body alight with desire for this monster before me.

“Fuck, you look so good with my dick in your mouth, pet,” Ty growled.

I moaned at his words, loving the feel of him, and my pussy pulsed with need. Ty pulled out, and I gasped, feeling empty.

“Say the words, sweetheart,” Andras demanded.

“You’re going to have to try harder than that, boys,” I murmured, grinning up at them.

Andras snarled, his temper rising. He pulled me up and bent me in half, so my face was once again level with Ty’s delicious dick. “Fuck her face until the tears leak from her pretty eyes.”

“Did you hear that, pet?” Ty rumbled, threading his hand in my hair. “I’m going to make you cry.”

His rough hands tightened in my hair, and then his cock was down my throat again. I moaned, sucking and licking, tasting the pre-cum leaking from the tip and loving every fucking bit of it.

Andras moved behind me, his hand on my ass. He pulled away and smacked hard on my left cheek, three quick slaps. I moaned with Ty’s cock filling my mouth and sucked harder.

Ty chuckled. “Fuck do that again, brother. She liked it.”

Andras smacked my ass again, three more slaps on the same cheek.

The sting of it burned so fucking good. Andras slipped his hand between my legs, his fingers teasing my pussy and flicking my clit.

I whimpered at the light touches, and my mind emptied of thoughts as these two devil princes took control of my body.

He moved away, and I would’ve screamed at him if it weren’t for the dick in my mouth. Ty thrust further, faster, and I took it all. I hallowed out my cheeks, and tears began to fall from my eyes. His grip in my hair tightened, and I moaned as his cock throbbed.

“Yes, pet. Give me your tears. Give me your pain.” Ty’s growl turned into a groan just before his hot cum spilled down my throat. “Fuck. Yes, such a good slut, taking my cock.”

Ty pulled out slowly and rubbed the tip of his cock across my lips, smearing his cum on my face. He grinned. “Who do you belong to, pet?”

“You, monster man,” I mumbled the words, my pussy throbbing with so much need.

“Typhon. On the floor,” Andras commanded, forcing us into new positions.

Ty obeyed, my big scary Prince following commands like a good boy. I loved to see it. Andras gripped my neck once more and walked me over to Ty so that I was standing with his head between my legs. He stared up at my body with hungry eyes.

“What a fucking gorgeous view. Come here, pet. Sit on my face,” Ty snarled, gripping my calves.

I looked up at Andras, and he smirked, heat flooding his gaze as I waited for his commands. He reached down between my legs and used his fingers to spread my pussy open, giving Ty a show. “He wants this cunt, sweetheart.”

I nodded, licking my lips.

“Do you want to feel his mouth here?” Andras purred, his fingers teasing me, probing.

I nodded again.

He smiled, and his expression was pure sin. “Then say the fucking words.”

I whined, but I couldn’t hold out any longer. I needed the release. “It wasn’t my fucking fault.”

Andras slipped one finger inside me and pressed his thumb to my clit. “Again.”

My eyes closed, and I moaned at his expert touches. “It wasn’t my fault.”

“Good girl. Now sit on Ty’s face and let us give you what you need.”

I dropped to the floor instantly. Ty gripped my thighs, and his tongue was on me immediately.

He sucked my pussy into his mouth like he was starved.

The sounds coming out of me were slutty as hell, but I couldn’t keep them in.

Not with these sexy-as-fuck men wringing pleasure from my body over and over again.

Andras stepped in front of me, slowly undoing his belt and pants. His dick sprang forth, and fuck, it was sexy as hell. Who knew dicks could be sexy? I sure as fuck didn’t, but it was true. I opened my mouth and stared into the eyes of the devil.

Andras smirked, his beautiful face a mix of pleasure and sin. “Aren’t you the obedient slut for us?”

Ty used that moment to slip his tongue inside me, and I moaned just as Andras pressed his cock to my lips. I flicked my tongue against the tip and leaned forward to take him in fully. He groaned, murmuring praises as he fucked my mouth slowly.

Andras continued his slow movements, controlling my body with his hands in my fiery hair while Ty teased my clit with his tongue. I rolled my hips, moaning and needing more.

“That’s it, angel. Ride his face while you take my cock. Take what you need from him while I fuck your pretty throat.” Andras’s voice was deep and filled with desire.

Ty’s hands pulled me in closer, and I moved my hips, riding his tongue. His hand cupped my ass and spread my cheeks, teasing the tight hole with his fingers.

I moaned louder, loving the feel of both my Princes at once. My mind was blissfully blank as we shared pleasure in this moment.

“Fuck, angel. Your mouth is exquisite,” Andras murmured. “Ty, brother. Make her come while I fill her up with mine.”

His filthy words and Ty’s dark chuckle were near enough to send me over the edge.

Ty’s finger pressed into my ass, teasing my hole while his tongue lapped at my clit with reckless abandon.

Andras’s movements grew jerky, and he praised me over and over as he fucked my mouth.

I felt his dick swell just before the cum spilled down my throat.

I moaned around him when my own orgasm washed through my body like a tidal wave.

I shivered and jerked against the men holding my body hostage.

Andras pulled out and followed Ty, smearing his cum on my lips. “Say it again.”

“It wasn’t my fault.” I whispered the words immediately, the fight having left my body when the orgasm crashed through me.

Andras pulled me up, and my legs shook slightly. “It wasn’t your fault. And I will continue to make you say those words until you believe them.” He brushed the hair from my face, and I nodded.

Because if I believed anything, it was that.