The Fall of the Prince: MMMM Why Choose Romance ✅

Chapter Thirteen

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Lucifer

Asmodeus was a trembling, sobbing mess as we appeared on the floor of mine and Beelzebub's bathroom. Death's home was in no condition to be taking Asmodeus to, even if he might be more comfortable there. It was badly in need of repairs after the way that Death's power had flowed through it, destroying the foundation and the walls.

"Hurts," he grunted as I began running my hands over him, working as fast as I could to heal his shattered bones and repair his body. He moaned in agony as his bones retwisted and reshaped back to his original form, and at one point, I was damn sure he was going to throw up.

"I'm sorry," I rasped, tears blurring my vision. "I'm doing this as fast as I can."

"I know," he panted, a tear running down his cheek.

Once his bones were healed, I tugged his blood-covered body into my arms, squeezing him to me. "Why did you do that?" I croaked, letting our bond heal the agony between us.

"He said he would hurt you," Asmodeus cried, sobbing into my neck. "I couldn't—I can't stand—"

I held him even tighter. "We will always be okay, Asmodeus," I promised him. "Always. I have Beelzebub, who will always come for me, and Death will always come for both of us, even if he likes to pretend he won't. And Death? He's immortal, baby. Nothing but the Creator can harm him."

"I-I thought—"

I cupped his face in my shaky hands and stroked my thumbs over his cheeks. "Don't ever do something like that again, you hear me?" When he nodded, I leaned forward and pressed our lips together. He sighed into the kiss, our chests glowing as we fell into each other, both of us desperate to be closer.

"Asmodeus," I moaned, licking a path down his bloody neck. He groaned and tugged me closer so I was straddling his thighs. His hands tugged at my pants, and I groaned, encouraging him.

I needed to be close to him. Needed it as badly as I needed my next breath.

"Fuck," I heard Death growl from behind me just as Asmodeus's fingers extended into talons. He ripped my pants right off me, and then my shirt was shredded next.

I could've cried in relief when our cocks pressed together. I ground against him, panting into his mouth as I gripped his hair, clinging to him.

Beelzebub's hands suddenly slid over my shoulders, and I whined, my breathing quickening. His cock pressed to my back, and I shivered. Asmodeus moaned, his fingers spreading my ass cheeks apart for Beelzebub.

"Fuck!" I shouted when Beelzebub sank into me. I gritted my teeth, struggling to adjust to his size. I was already slick for him—something that was natural for me since we'd bonded—but fuck, Bee was thick. It didn't matter how often I took his cock, it was never any easier.

"What—" Asmodeus gasped when Death yanked his head back and covered Asmodeus's lips with his. Warmth surged in my chest, and blue light suddenly glowed from Asmodeus's chest.

Death gripped Asmodeus's chin, glaring down into his eyes as Asmodeus panted, his cock leaking precum. "If you everdo some self-sacrificing shit like that again, I will lock you in a cell so you can never leave me again. Understand?"

Asmodeus nodded. "I understand. I'm sorry."

Death's touch gentled, his expression softening. Bee clutched me to him as he watched the two of them officially complete their bond, Death no longer fighting his foreign emotions. "I know you are, baby boy." Releasing Asmodeus's chin, he slid his palm down Asmodeus's chest and over his flat stomach until Death could grip his hard cock. Asmodeus whined, raising his hips, seeking more. "But to make sure I never lose my connection with you and so no one can ever harm you again, I'm solidifying our bond tonight."

With that, he bent Asmodeus over. Asmodeus shivered, our faces right in front of each other. Bee slid his fingers over my spine. I cupped Asmodeus's face in my hands. "Death isn't gentle," I warned him.

He nodded. "I know. I don't want him to be."

Death gripped Asmodeus's long, dark hair in his fist and yanked his head back at the same time he sank inside of Asmodeus. Asmodeus roared, and both of them shifted into their other forms. Bee growled and reached forward, covering Asmodeus's slimy hand with his as he began to fuck me, connecting the four of us.

Death's teeth elongated, his reaper form in full control. His wings were bigger than I'd ever seen them—big enough to wrap around all of us, which he did. And then, he sank those long teeth into Asmodeus's neck.

Blue light flooded the room. A hoarse shout slid from my throat as Death connected all of us. Sensations I'd never felt before thrummed through my body, and Bee snarled, fucking me harder. I could hardly breathe, and then Asmodeus was there, kissing me and overpowering me so fucking easily. I moaned into his mouth, easily submitting to him.

"Oh, fuck, baby boy," Death suddenly breathed, the light dimming. I blinked.

And then blinked again.

Asmodeus had his wings. They were the same leather texture they'd once been, but now, the veins running through them were blue—filled with Death's blood.

Death's reaper had been able to give Asmodeus his wings back.

Asmodeus spread his wings out, his eyes locked on mine.

I grinned. "Hello, Prince," I murmured.

He gripped the side of my face and tugged me forward just enough to kiss me, and then he looked over my shoulder at Beelzebub, a smirk tilting his lips. "You going to deprive me, king?"

Bee growled and flattened me to the floor, his lips meeting Asmodeus's. And just because I couldn't fucking help myself, especially when so many erotic, sensual feelings were pulsing through my body, threatening to make me come undone, I wrapped my lips around Asmodeus's thick, monstrous cock—green, veiny, and leaking black precum—and sucked him as deep as I could.

He roared and immediately flooded my mouth. I moaned, my own cock erupting and spilling all over the bathroom floor. Beelzebub snarled, his hips stuttering, and when Asmodeus moaned into his mouth above my body, Bee spilled inside of me, marking me as his for the umpteenth time.

Death spun Asmodeus around to face him, seating Asmodeus's monstrous body back on his cock. He slid his hands all over our boy's body, his eyes glowing blue.

"Ride me, baby," Death growled.

And watching Asmodeus bounce on Death's cock, their bond glowing brightly, was one of the most beautiful things in the fucking world.

And even better... I got to watch it in the arms of my husband.