Dark Path to Heaven [Demon Romance]

Chapter 70

Chapter Music: "Scarlet Rose" by Derek & Brandon Fiechter

Thanks to my newfound immortality, it was not death that eventually spread across my chest, but the strangest kind of warmth.

Astaroth's cock had started throbbing wildly when he finally unsheathed himself from me. It took me something more than a few seconds to remember how to breathe again and I could hardly move my jaw.

"You must have opened her enough for the both of us," he told Orias as soon as he stopped deep-throating him as well.

The man grinned cunningly before pulling me from the ankle and yanking me next to him.

"Open your mouth, love," he instructed and I obeyed.

The demon inhaled deeply and gave me a long, deep kiss, taking his time as his tongue explored the inside of my mouth.

"You're bleeding like hell," he said, pulling away with a satisfied grin.

I can see that. Your mouth is stained with blood as well.

"Can you talk?" he asked, his grin getting even wider.

I slowly shook my head, smiling too.

"Are you getting dizzy?"

I nodded.

"Splendid." He smirked and turned to Astaroth. "Daggers okay?"

"Yes," he replied. "Bring the cum slut here."

I then noticed that he had positioned the two blades on the bed a few inches from each other, their long edges facing up.

Orias grasped my arms and dragged my already sore body to the desired spot. The knives were positioned right under my previously opened wounds and, if I could spread my legs further, they would definitely sink very deep into my flesh.

The demon was staring at the weapons with a smile that lacked any trace of sanity. "Don't you just love their width, Astaroth?"

"Mmm," he agreed from behind me as if he was turned on just by their sight. "They're exquisite for a fat whore like her."

I shot Orias an inquisitive look.

I wasn't sure if it was fear or sheer anticipation that made me cower and shiver like that, but the bottom line was that I trusted them. There was no doubt that the two demons were sadistic. However, it was also true that I had felt immense pleasure each time I had obeyed to their insane commands.

"You won't do much," Orias explained coldly. "But the thing is, you can't spread your legs enough for your pussy to touch the bed."

"So we'll have to cut you open," Astaroth added with a grin in his voice. "As much as necessary for us to fuck you like the nice human doll you are."

At the sound of these words –which I very much expected– a cold chill ran down my spine.

"Oh, don't tremble, little human," the demon before me cooed, although his eyes still lacked any hint of warmth. "You won't have to lift a finger. I'll be the one to do all the hard work."

"You only need to wrap your arms around his neck and hold on tightly," Astaroth suggested. "You cannot get permanently harmed but you could still pass out from the pain or the loss of blood. And since you haven't asked any questions so far, I take it that Merihem has informed you about your immortality, yes?"

I nodded. A small, healthy fragment of me was already terrified. But it was always the other, that larger part of me that ended up making all the sick decisions. And I loved it.