Page 1 of Tempting Azagoth (Angelic Shorts #1)

PROLOGUE

Delilah

C ool marble pressed into Delilah’s skin. Goosebumps traveled in various directions, etching a route across her body. Her eyes remained shut, blocking out the members of the “family” gathered. Among Satan’s Chosen, everyone was family, princes breeding with their brides, women spawned from their seed.

Air sawed in and out of her lungs. A tightness embedded into her stretched out form. Chains bit into the thin skin of her wrists and ankles. Her splayed position enabled the prince, her father, to settle between her thighs and breed the next bride from her womb. If he deigned to arrive. A clock ticked somewhere in the spacious church, signaling her doom with each strike .

Her teeth sunk into her bottom lip, the pain bringing clarity. Tears stung her eyes and buried deep was the knowledge she did not wish to copulate with her sire. But the prince did not give her a choice, refusing to give her to a knight, allowing one of her brethren to ascend to the position of prince alongside their creator.

A hush fell over the whispered congregation gathered. Delilah squeezed her eyelids tighter, refusing to witness her father’s approach. Whispers followed in his wake, bare feet striking the concrete flooring. Tears fell in a silent stream down her cheeks, but she would not cry out. Satan preserve her , she prayed.

A squeak rushed past her lips, eyes snapping open as a hand trailed down her bare back.

“Satan preserve you, child. Let us begin.” She felt his attention drift to the gathered crowd. “Tonight signals the start of a new dawn, a new generation. My fruitful seed will bloom in Delilah’s womb, spawning a new princeling.” His tone held the serious note of prophecy and she prayed the reverse.

She felt his hands tighten on her thighs, his bare skin sliding across her own as he arranged himself into an optimal position. Blood coated her tongue, teeth refusing to relinquish her abused lip. She hoped the bite caused her to bleed out while her creator rutted her.

Something warm and hard slid across her cheeks and she whimpered, fear and anxiety tangling in her veins. But before her father could enter her, a muffled thunk tickled her ears, and his weight collapsed on top of her. Her eyes snapped open to witness hell break loose.