The battle field lay in ruins. All that was left was me and Shadows. Michael and the Senate stood around us, waiting for our official surrender. Andy lay dying in my arms as tears ran down my face, Pandora was already dead in her Father’s arms as He screamed. Sweet James was on the ground at my feet. Nike and Synyster lay nearby, bloodied and broken.

“Your time is up, Matthew.” Michael laughed, his wings tinged with the darkness of the deadly sin of pride, “Hand her over and you may continue your reign.”

I kissed Andy’s sweet lips as he breathed his last and I set him down, crying and looking up at my King. Shadows set Pandora down in the dust and clung to me, one hand at my back and one clutching my face as His eyes pleaded desperately with me.

“I can’t let them have you.”
“You don’t have a choice.”
“I’d rather give up everything than let them make an angel of you. You're mine, we were supposed to be forever.”
“Let me go, Love. We’ll be together again one day.”
“You know that’s a lie, darling.”

I reached up and touched His chiseled face. His flaming eyes cooled to the beautiful hazel and He took my hand in His.
“You can’t, D. I can’t do this without you.” He croaked, His tears burning as they fell onto my skin.
“Yes you can. You did it for ages.”
“No, D. Please. I’ll do anything.”

“That’s enough!! Choose, Matthew!!” Michael boomed and stepped towards us.

“I love you, Shadows. Never forget me.” I kissed His lips and let go as Michael grabbed my wrist and dragged me away as He reached after me, screaming up to the Heavens as He watched me leave Him forever.

****

“Michael--” I arched back into the pile of white fluffiness as the Archangel buried himself in me--his lust turning my hair to white and sprouting wings out of my back.
“Diem--this is incredible--you’re incredible--oh, God--” Michael’s beautiful face contorted as his large muscles flexed over me. My new white, feathered wings folded around him in surrender and want.
“You’re not His anymore, angel, you’re mine…”
The Archangel’s perfect ass jutted forward into me as he neared release.
“Oh, angel, I’m going to come--”
When Michael came, the child in my womb suddenly changed from being Shadows' to being his as I cried...

***

I finally figured that was enough. As I straddled Shadows’ thick waist, my mind released its hold it had on His and He gasped out of His own nightmare that I had been controlling.

Tears sprung to His eyes and a single sob choked in His throat as desperate green eyes stared up at me. Grabbing both my wrists, Satan’s face was full of question.
But He knew why.
“Did I hurt you that badly?” His hands moved from my wrists to wrap around me and up my back as He sat up, holding me.
“Yes.” My hands moved over His face as His watery hazel eyes searched mine, “That was part of my punishment for you. We will bend to one another’s needs, but also one another’s punishments.”
“Watching my own children die, losing you to Heaven and then watching you give yourself to him wasn’t enough torture??” The Devil’s voice cracked with emotion.
“Maybe. Maybe not.” I put my hands to His chest.
“If that’s really how you feel, then I’ll never do that to you again, D. I promise. Nothing was worth that. I wouldn’t survive losing you, darling.” His warm lips enveloped mine in a pleading kiss as I once again surrendered myself to Him.

Despite Shadows’ words to me that morning, I still hurt after what He’d done to me. The almost killing me I could live with--that part was hot. It was, of course, His forcing Himself on me that was hard to deal with. As He’d explained, I knew He is The Devil, the King of Hell, the Keeper of all the darkest desires, but that was apparently too close to the line for me.
So by this evening, I’d devised another punishment for Him and after denying His body, when He finally went to sleep--that’s when I’d forced His own nightmare on Him and put Him through His own personal Hell.

Now I felt much better, especially after He seemed to understand just what He’d done to me.
“I love you, D.”
No matter how many times He said it….I’d never get tired of hearing it.
“I love you, Shads.”
I kissed Him back and let Him find me and take me--pushing His hips up into me as His biceps flexed around me and held me closer. Swiping His tongue over my lips and into my mouth, the Dark King moaned deeply as I threaded my fingers into His beautiful hair.

“Shadows…” I whispered when I broke the kiss, my head falling back as He kissed down my neck and chest until He was licking at one of my nipples and then capturing it gently in His hot mouth.

I’d needed Him so badly after such an emotional nightmare, that I fell apart in His arms immediately, calling out slightly as I came quietly.
“Diem….oh how I’ve missed you, darling…”
We had fucked the night before, but I knew He meant since the last time I truly gave myself to Him.
“Baby….you feel ama--” I couldn’t even finish a thought as He moved His thickness inside me.

Shadows deftly pushed me under Him so He could lengthen His stroke and that had me and Him groaning and clutching at each other. I put one of His long, thick fingers in my mouth so I could lick and bite at it as The Wicked One ravished me. My eyes didn’t leave His as they glittered back at me--watching my lips and my tongue.
“Come, darling…” His baritone was gorgeous as it whispered deeply at me. I clenched around Him and bit down as I came again.
“Fuck, Diem….you’re beautiful when you...come--” I watched as Shadows’ cut jawline set and I felt his strong hips stutter and soon His nightmare was pouring beautifully into me and I gave into it….

***

“Zack….shhhh...trust me…” James fell onto his best friend and slowly pushed the black beauty’s own switchblade into his chest.
Blood spilled out from plush lips as green eyes beckoned, “Why…??” He spluttered.
“Because I love you. You’re my best friend. I want you in my life forever...you’ll be happy, trust me….”
James held his friend until the last drips of life were gone….

***

Just moments after Shadows pulled out of me and the nightmare disappeared, there was a soft knock at the door. Messy black hair with a cute set of horns appeared before the lanky figure crept it. I could see he wasn’t alone...someone clung to him from behind, little hands clutched at his waist.

James eyes were downcast as he walked to us, “I know I should’ve asked for your permission...but I just couldn’t wait...he’s my best friend and I selfishly wanted him with me, with us. Can I keep him, Mom? Dad?”

Huge, bright green eyes peered out from behind James and I gasped, “Honey, you didn’t!!” I hopped out of bed and clothed myself in a cute nighty, running over to my first born. I looked from the crystal blue eyes to the scared green ones, “It’s alright, Zack. C’mere.” I held out my hand and he eventually took it, almost his whole body shaking. Hugging him close, I rubbed his back.

“Wh-where am I?? W-what is this?? Am I...dead?” His eyes nervously flitted around the room, paused on Shadows, but then rested on me.
“Yes, dear. The ending of your life...the beginning of a whole new one. Your best friend wanted you here, so here you are. Welcome to Hell.”

Shadows stalked up behind me and kissed the top of my head, looking questioningly over the young, new soul. Zack gawked wide eyed up at Him.
“You’re….Satan.”
“Yes.” His eyes moved to James’s, “Good job, son. Surprised you had the gumption.”
The first born pressed his lips together and furrowed his brow at what I knew he would take as an insult. I slapped Him on the chest, “Don’t be rude, Love.”
Shadows finally grinned and moved out from behind me and wrapped His son in a warm embrace, changing the teen’s mood immediately back to his normal bubbly happiness.

I took both of Zack’s hands in mine, “The girl, Angel, that you lost your virginity to?” He nodded, “Jessica, the girl you murdered?” His eyes flashed with the memory and suddenly he was becoming less scared and more dark, “Those were both me, sweetie.”
I tucked some black hair behind his ear and kissed him as he closed his eyes and melted into me. Before he could pull me deeper into the kiss, I broke it and handed him back to James and looked at Shadows.

Satan patted both their shoulders, grinning wide with dimples deep, “Go interrupt your siblings fucking, they’ll want to meet this one.”

Notes

Reminder to check in my characters to see who Michael is if you haven't already..... :)

THANK YOU @HereticBlood6661 !!! For the idea of using His nightmare against Him :) wonderful!!!! Also for the insinuation that His punishment isn't over, even if it is.

Now....what about Zack??