A small table is next to the altar with the piercings my mates chose for me. I haven’t seen them yet, but I have no
doubt they are beautiful.
Alekos is the first to pierce me, and he has me bending my knees and spreading them wide to give him access to my clit. The incense numbs my senses, and when he plerces my clit, the pain is so dull I can barely feel it. He murmurs to me, his words lost to me, and while I want to ask him to repeat himself, I lay there on the altar, unable to speak and just listen to him. His whispers are not the only ones I hear, as the demons from the catacombs call me to them, promising me things I never dreamed of before. My men already warned me this would happen as the demons who have consumed their vessels are still trying to find a way into the Garden of Eden. If I am to listen to them, following the dark whisper, I will not only go insane, but I will be killed, as they lost their minds a long time ago.
Their voices grow louder and louder until it is the only thing I can hear. When they send images to my head, showing me what they will do to my baby if I don’t obey them, I feel like I am going crazy, but keeping my eyes on Alekos helps me stay calm and focused only on him.
When Alekos is finished, he gives my pussy a kiss and then lets Reyes pierce my right nipple. Just like Alekos, Reyes murmurs something to me. All of a sudden, the lights die, and I can’t see anything else except pitch–black darkness. I want to jump off the altar and run away, but I follow Reyes‘ voice and find my way out of the darkness.
When the small round piercing he chose for me adorns me, he kisses it and steps to the side.
Stefan is the last to pierce me.
My name inked on his skin is finished, black feathers falling from it down his stomach and lower, covering all the scars on his torso.
I reach out my hand, wanting to touch it, but he doesn’t let me, and I remember I am supposed to stay still until they are done. I lower my hand and wait for him to put the last piercing–in my left nipple. It matches the one from Reyes.
The demons send more images to my mind of Stefan and Emily together, of Alekos and many gorgeous women, and of my mates mocking me behind my back. All my insecurities are thrown at me, and I am starting to wonder if I am. doing the right thing.
I put my hand on my stomach, and I feel my baby moving beneath my fingers, a sense of peace enveloping me, and I know all will be well as long as I stay with the men that I love with all my heart.
When Stefan finishes, I know I have passed the hardest part of the Piercing Ceremony–not to cave in front of the dark whispers of Hell.
For the last part of the ceremony, Alekos, Stefan, and Reyes will fuck me in front of everyone. Not only that, their bodies will shift, their demons taking over so that they can also be with me.
Alekos is the first to claim me, and he settles between my legs. “I have dreamed of this day from the moment I first saw you,” he says as he thrusts into me.
His body becomes bigger and stronger, with big black wings emerging from his back.
GULT
Alekos” demon.
I always thought he would be like all those drawings I saw of demons with horns and tails, but the being in front of me is so painfully beautiful I can’t look away from him.
The Lords present speak in low voices, talking about Alekos‘ demon. But they don’t see him as I do.
It was Wasp who told me only hellstars can see the original form of their bondeds’s demons and not the one they have taken ever since Lucifer created Hell.
His wings wrap around the altar, preventing everyone from seeing what he is doing to me.
His red eyes bore into mine as he pulls back only to enter me again, and he is so long and thick, it hurts. I try to wiggle away from him, but he grabs my waist with one hand, and the other wraps around my neck, squeezing me hard, and he fucks me and growls so loud his chest vibrates. Dios. The way he fucks. I am afraid he will consume me if I don’t do anything. I put my palms around his face and I press my lips to him, and let him feel my love for Alekos and him. And for the others as well. He continues to be rough with me, but his growls stop.
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