Saved By Demons

Chapter 35

"Who gave you permission to let another touch what is mine?"

"Do I belong to you?" Tagronoth asked, "You knew that I suspected you of being a spy and yet you still got in bed with me knowing I was spying on you while you were spying on me. So knowing this, why did you get in bed with me knowing that?"

"The same reason you stopped me from getting in bed with Jamal that day?"

"I have no idea as to what you are talking about."

"Really? Then let me tell you what I do know. Maybe then you will remember what you did and the reasons you did it." Saggun sucked on his ear, drawing out a delightful moan from Tagronoth.

"Three years ago, Manbako and Sallumon suspected there was a spy working at the prison. They made a list and came up with ten possible suspects." Saggun gave a particular hard thrust before continuing. "Jamal volunteered to be the one to do the eliminating but only if he was given leeway to be able to do it his way, with no interference."

"Once permission was given, Jamal decided that the best way to interrogate was by fucking them to the point that they willingly spilled all their secrets. It would not be too hard after all, Jamal is an Incubus. One by one he fucked them into submission and eliminated each one."

Not once had Saggun let up, fucking Tagronoth a little harder with each sentence. Tagronoth was a writhing, moaning mess underneath him.

."Have I got everything correct so far?"

"....."

"Answer me!" Saggun bit his neck, drawing blood.

"Yes, you are correct."

"Good boy." Saggun kissed him roughly, tasting every part of his mouth, breaking the kiss only when they needed to breathe. "Shall I continue?"

"Mmmm."

"After the others were eliminated, I was the last suspect, however instead of just accusing me outright, they still felt the need to get proof. They wanted to be absolutely sure it was me and not someone that wasnt even on their radar. They would not want to arrest an innocent demon after all."

"As they should."

"However, that night when Jamal made his move, you got jealous and "accidently" spilled your drink on him. When he went to the bathroom to clean his pants you convinced me to leave with you instead."

"And here I thought that I was being subtle that night."

"Not at all. Actually if it was anyone else, they would not have caught on."

"Then how did you?"

"I already had my eye on you."

"Eh?"

"I saw how you looked at me for the weeks prior. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you. You stopped yourself from approaching me when I became a suspect. But when there was a chance that another would bed me. You could no longer hold back. You would rather sleep with a suspect than give someone else a chance to sleep with me. So you decided to spy on me yourself."

"So you decided to use me back? Spy on the spy?"

"That first night," He continued on, ignoring the question he was asked as if nothing was even said. "After I fell asleep, you tried to read my mind, but my wards were too strong. You had only planned on sleeping with me one night, but decided to get me to trust you in order for me to lower my guard, so you could eventually read my mind and either clear me or arrest me."

"How did you know that?"

"Astral projection, I watched you as you tried to break my wards. I was never asleep."

"If you knew all this from the beginning, why did you not say anything? Why did you continue to sleep with me?"

"You were the best lay of my life, and I have slept with a succubus and an incubus."

"So because I was amazing in bed, you risked your safety?"

"At first, yeah."

"And after?"

"Would you believe me if I said that I actually fell for you and wanted to stay by your side?

"If you actually fell for me like you claim, why have you not mentioned anything before now?"

"I have yet to know how you truly feel and because I thought you were still sleeping with me just for information.

"Not only were you risking your life, your freedom for what you call 'the best lay of your life', you risked your heart just to stay by my side even if I did not return your feelings. Did I get that right?"

"When you put it like that, I really sound like a desperate stalker, but yes, you are correct."

"That is the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me."