1. Redemption: Ch.4


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    color of a winter storm, bore into hers. Rayne took a deep breath. “He was tasting me…” Master Lucien flinched. A ghost of emotion flickered in those mesmerizing eyes. But what? Pain? Arousal? Anger? “Go on,” he said, tone devoid of any feeling, as if he’d closed himself off. Why? “He… I think he liked how I tasted, and then he tasted you—“ Rayne’s heart slammed into her throat. Master Lucien’s face filled with rage. So much rage. She curled into a ball, whimpering, when he let her go, fully expecting him to beat her into a bloody pulp. She wasn’t sure what she’d done wrong, but she would learn her lesson and never do it again. A loud crash in the next room followed by a feral snarl had her snapping her head up again. Oh-no. Master was going to punish Boy Rayne. The Merulian had put its mouth on his cock. Lucien stormed into the living room, tossing aside a table and lamp before leaping over the rounded seating area. So great was his rage, the thought that he’d been touched while unconscious by some- thing with a cock blinding him. How many times... how many fucking times had he awakened to find his swollen shaft being devoured by Malvano or one of his disgusting friends, hands and feet tied. They’d taunt him, pump his cock before shoving their fingers up his ass and force him to… He was almost upon the battle pet, hands itching to wrap around its slender throat, when a flash of silken black knocked him to the ground. Electric blue eyes registered before Lucien landed a ...
    punch to Devon’s face. His fury ratcheted higher. Devon did not remain docile this time, and answered Lucien’s right hook with one of his own. Luke felt the inside of his cheek split. He gripped his twin’s throat, needing to throttle him as the metallic taste of blood filled his mouth. Devon broke Lucien’s hold with his forearm, just before slamming his forehead into Lucien’s nose. Stars burst before his eyes as he heard the bone crunch and heat bathe his mouth and throat. Reeling from pain, he opened his mouth and sank his fangs into Devon’s meaty forearm. His brother howled, giving Luke intense satisfaction. Short-lived satisfaction, however, because he began to gag on the bitter taste of Devon’s demon blood. A swift knee to his balls had Lucien rolling over in agony, finally releasing Devon. Damn. When had the stupid fuck learned to fight dirty? “What the fuck is wrong with you?” his brother panted. Lucien could only moan, curling into a tight ball waiting for the excruciating pain to subside. He was sure his balls were lodged up somewhere in his throat. Someone was sobbing and clutching at him, covering his face with tears and kisses. “Master,” Rayne wailed. “Oh, my poor beautiful Master.” She was yanked away. “Don’t touch that sorry piece of shit,” Devon snarled. Lucien began to pant and looked to the side. The sight of Devon with his arms wrapped around his girl had him seeing red. Fuck— my girl? He closed his eyes. He’d been hit in the head and his jewels had been kneed ...
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