I couldn’t wait.

I was bred for giving in to all desires and right now I gave into a couple--lust and blood. Letting the others finish breakfast I excused myself and gave the vamp a teasing look as I rounded a corner down one of the castle’s many hallways. Entering one of the studies, I closed the door and changed my dress to something see-through and sexy. Moments later, the door cracked and glowing eyes peered through at me.
“Nice…” The smirk accompanied eyes that raked over my heated body.
“Zack….” I took his hand in mine, “Drink from me as long as you like, fuck me as long as you like...you do have to use one of these, though.” I held up one of the condoms.
His brow pulled down, “You don’t want that, darling. Just wait until you feel my come. It’s unlike anything you’ve ever had, I promise.”
I chuckled lightly, putting my arms around his neck, “I’m sure you tell all the girls that.”
“Why? Surely a vamp couldn’t get you pregnant, even if you weren’t already.”
“I’m only truly with Shadows. I am only His. He greatly punishes those who disobey.”
“Including you?”
“Yes, but...I get off on pain and have an extreme ability of recovery.”

The smirk turned into a full, devious grin, “Does He promise? Sounds like fun, this...punishment. Surely it’s worth fully being with you.”
“You’ve been warned,” I went for his belt and he stopped me.
“Let me taste you first,” Zack pulled me closer by the back of my neck, running his nose up over my skin as his tongue flicked out to lick at the senstive spot just under my ear, “Hold on.” He mumbled and I obeyed, clutching to his shoulders as his teeth pierced my skin.

It truly was glorious.

I’d never made it with a vamp because honestly I didn’t trust myself with one. I had heard if you begged enough they would make you one. I was sure my curiosity had been piqued only because it was my Zack, my black haired beauty.

The high was intense, like suddenly becoming inebriated at the drop of a hat, but without any of the drawbacks of being drunk. I felt weightless, burning, and invaded.
When he pulled away, lips dripping red, his glowing eyes flashed, “You taste like lust itself. It’s delicious. Will you…” His smirk was back, “Let me bite you anywhere?”

My pupils blew wide at his insinuation and I moistened at the thought. Seeing my reaction, he leaned me over until we were lying on the large pelt on the floor. As I bent my legs and spread them, Zack kissed down my body until his head rested between my thighs and his hands held my hips.
Teasing my hardening bud first with his tongue, his mouth closed around it as his fangs bared, burying themselves into me as he growled and I screamed. Bucking up against his clutching, tearing mouth, I came immediately.
“Zack!!” I couldn’t help but push on his head of black hair, his sharp teeth felt so incredible, piercing my sensitivity. I whimpered when he pulled back, eyes closed and enjoying whatever the feeling of drinking was like for him. He quickly undressed and I reached for him, guiding his hard cock inside me.

As soon as his hips started rocking, Zack’s fangs found my neck again and sank in--claiming me in two erotic and wonderful ways. The drunk feeling set in and his slickness had me finishing again--although I was hardly aware of it. His teeth left my neck and his lips covered mine, letting my own blood coat my mouth.
“Demon, you’re endlessly tight...it’s amazing…” Zack thrust a little quicker and I felt him begin to leak.
“Oh, my--Zack--what--”
“Told you, baby.” His pale fingers ghosted across my cheek and wrapped around the base of my neck, “Ready?”

I wasn’t sure for what, but I didn’t care and nodded--needing release.
Zack’s hips quickened and stuttered and he buried his fangs in my neck as his come burned inside me. The height of my release was multiplied by the feeling--a white hot shot of purely evil bliss washing warm through every nerve as my blood flowed out of me into him. For the few seconds that he came it was a full blown cycle--him into me and me into him, an ecstasy unlike anything I'd ever experienced….
******

Pandora knocked softly on the chamber doors before walking in to find her Father at the window, like He so often was.
“Father…”
“I thought you'd still be with Michael, darling.” He stayed where He was, leaning against the wall, big arms folded.
Her big brown eyes told Him how conflicted she was, “He...kissed me.”

Shadows raised a brow, “Oh? This is moving fast.” He could see how much it was affecting her and wrapped His arms around her shoulders as she rested her head on His, “The second you don't want to do this anymore, Pan, you don't have to.”
She was crying now, which made His dark heart hurt, “I was so angry at him, Father. It started with my need for revenge, but...now I'm not so sure…”

Satan cupped her face in His hands, “No one would blame you for falling for him, Pandora, but if you are you need to stop. And that's okay. This will get very ugly and very dangerous if you develop real feelings for him. It's okay to have some feelings for the angel that was basically your father for a short time, but be careful those don't get away from you.” He kissed the top of her head and then her lips, lingering as she softly kissed back.
“I can’t lose you again, Pan.” He broke the kiss and she could see the hurt in His honey eyes.
She smiled lightly, “Don’t worry, Dad. I’m not leaving. I’ll be careful.”
******

I returned to our bedroom with Zack in tow, knowing He would need to punish us both anyway.

Shadows stalked slowly across the room towards us, chest rising and falling deeper now as His eyes turned red.
He took in my color—which was a bluer hue after Zack—and glared down at the vamp.

“You too, boy? I just fucking made you and this is how you repay me?” The Devil growled and Zack only smirked back.
The vampire boldly stepped forward, running a hand up His chest and sniffing His neck, “Your Darkness only need ask if you—“

Strong hands grabbed Zack by the shirt and lifted him off the ground, snarling in his face, “No one comes inside her but me, vampire.”
And then we were all in the play room, along with a surprised Andy.

Zack stared wide-eyed around at the room much like Andy had his first time.

“Let’s get down to it, shall we?” Shadows was at once shirtless and we were handcuffed to one another.
“I’ll have my fun, then I’ll fuck you,” He looked at me, “And you pull Zack into the nightmare. Then I’ll have more fun, and fuck you, and you’ll pull Andy in.”

Andy knew the nightmare, so he clung to me, which made Zack nervous, “Mom…”

“So starts the fun.”

The Devil rolled on a condom and a horned, big-breasted demon appeared at the end of the bed. Leaning her over, He began fucking her right in front of me.

“Hurts, doesn’t it honey??” He grit His teeth and before long, she perished, but was replaced by another. He pulled this one's hair and went harder as my eyes watered. He growled and she perished. The next demon was male.
“Would you rather watch this, darling??” He sarcastically asked as He fucked, “Oh, this one is dark...he will get me much closer—“
Shadows kept going and eventually that demon died in an echo of screams. After this one, He nudged my my knees apart and slid into me.

I moaned before He put a hand to my chest and once again took away my ability to enjoy pain. Once He was lubricated in my juices, Satan left me and pushed into my ass.
Oh, fuck, it hurt.

“Shadows!” I cried out, trying to relax as tears slipped down my cheeks. Both boys consoled me as best they could, kissing me and touching me. This seemed to help and before long the pain subsided and then it began to feel good. Before I could come, though, He was.

I pulled Him and Zack into the nightmare. I held the young vampling as the horrors for him got worse and worse. His fangs lengthened and he hissed at Shadows, who only grinned back. After Zack became a trembling mess in my arms, my Dark One let me close the monstrosity.

Tearing us apart, Shadows fought Zack until he was buried inside the vamp, who whined and cried at His size. Satan only chuckled darkly and leaned over him, lengthening his own incisors and sunk them into the vamp’s neck. Knowing He wanted to be pierced in return, Zack weakly sunk his teeth in and Shadows growled deeply back as they sucked at one another.

After only a few thrusts, the King let go and left the young vamp, turning back to me. Thrusting into my tighter entrance again as I winced, He went hard until He was coming once again.

I repeated what I had before, pulling an already frightened Andy and Shadows in with me as he cried into my shoulder. I tried to soften the horrific edges of His nightmare without making it so much easier that He might care. Pure evil danced around us, shocking even the most devious demon. Andy shook in my arms and the Wicked eventually took pity and let me stop the onslaught.

Both boys clung to me as Shadows stood triumphantly over us, arms crossed and cock still dripping.
“Do you both understand now, in which ways she is mine and mine alone?”

Both males shook their heads furiously in agreement.

I fell asleep with the two boys around me. Part of my punishment was I wouldn't get off that night, so I held them as Shadows lay on the other side of His son.

I woke in the middle of the night to do my work with Michael. Pandora had told me how her time with him had gone, so I planned accordingly. Now their passionate love making was intermixed with scenes of her staying in Heaven with him, of them spending intimate time together, of them raising a family together. Once again, he stroked himself through an orgasm that unfortunately had me quite on edge watching. I knew Shadows had eavesdropped and was only further torturing me.
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Pandora didn't sleep well. She was determined, but nervous. After only a few hours of fitful sleep and eternally horny, she followed the mental path her Father had taught her to get to Heaven. She always aimed for his veranda, but with less focus, her aim was off.

Landing on her ass with a thud, Pandora looked up to realize she was in his bedroom. Michael sat up in his bed reading, startled when she landed. Shirtless and smirking, he watched her hop up nervously.

“I-I'm sorry, I'm still getting--”

“It's alright, Pandora.” Michael’s blue eyes met hers and she caught her breath when he used her real name. He patted the bed, “Come here, darling.”

One more thing that reminded her of her Father.

She sat, nervously biting her lip.

“Do you have your questions?”

Pandora didn't hesitate, but dove right in, “Why can't we be together?”

Michael put his book aside and turned to her, reaching for her so she would come closer, “Pandora, when….sex was created, by your Father, Heaven put me in charge of using it for Love. I can only make love and I literally can't get hard for anything else.” His honesty made her mouth water and insides tighten, “Honey,” He took her hands in his and her heart skipped a beat, “Every single time I perform the act of love...I create life. In one way or another. I guess….I need to ask if that's alright with you.”

Pandora wasn't ready for his question.
“Why are you calling me by my name?” She whispered.

“I'm ready to accept you for who you are, Pandora. I know you have needs deeply ingrained in you. I will...do my best...to satisfy you in...other ways. In turn, you must stay faithful to me, and...bear my offspring.” Their eyes met and searched deep depths of question and love and lust.

She told herself none of this mattered, because she wasn't staying.

“Is that enough for you, my angel?” He asked desperately.
She nodded, heart racing, “That's enough for me, love.”

Michael cupped her jaw in his hand and brought her lips to his, parting them with his tongue as his sparkling eyes closed. Even if for only this short time, Pandora gave herself completely to him--living within his fantasy that was them in love.

Before she knew it, he was above her and they were naked under the sheets. Looking back even, she'd never remember whether they had actually undressed or of he had wished them naked. Not that it mattered.

“I'm afraid it's been centuries, my darling. I have no idea what the kids are into these days,” His lips turned into a beautiful smile and if she hadn't been completely lost in the fantasy, she would've felt awful.
She only smiled back, “I only need you, Michael, in whatever way you deem necessary.”

Their lips met once again and as they sank into the sheets, Pandora felt his need harden up against her and she clutched at his ripped shoulders, his wings sheathed for the moment.
“Michael--” She raised her hips to let him know she didn't want to wait.
“Pandora--darling--” He was roughly kissing her neck before he raised above her, meeting her beautiful brown gaze. When he saw the need in her eyes, Michael couldn't help but push inside her.

Knowing only to himself what their joining truly meant, he couldn't help but become emotional. Michael pushed the tears aside and moved inside her, overjoyed when she moaned in his arms.
“Pan--” His lips moved over hers as she gasped.

He hadn't felt need like this in….millennia.

When he pushed his hips up to where he was fully buried in her, she cried into a finish--threading her fingers in his curly hair. Michael had no idea what had happened.
Breathing heavily from her neck, he stilled, “Did you just come, honey?”

Pandora slowly opened her eyes and smoothed over his hair, grinning, “Get used to it, baby.”
Michael continued and made noises she'd never heard before that called to her every need. Pure feelings she'd never felt before lapped over her and made her open up to him--in heart and body. He gave himself over to her as well, rocking into her as his heart ached--beating for something he hadn't had in so long.

Their kisses were full and deep and owning--mimicking their bodies moving together. Hands kneaded and tongues licked, cock delved and demonhood tightened, moans echoed and climax neared.

“Michael--” Pandora arched back, her fingers in his hair, “I need you, honey--finish--” She bucked up her hips again--not understanding why she needed his seed.
“Darling...Pandora…” He wrapped his arms all the way around her and buried his face in her shoulder, biting lightly, “I'm coming…”
Completely losing himself, Michael came--thrusting needily into her through his orgasm.

Pandora felt it--felt the connection, felt the burst of something happening inside her. Despite that, she only let herself bask in it for a moment before shoving up out of his bed.
Michael was dumbfounded. He watched her angrily pull on her clothes, “Darling, what's the matter? Are you alright?!”

Tears streaked down her cheeks, “I don't feel the same way for you as you do for me, Michael.”

He sat up in bed, laughing lightly.
She glared at him, “What.”

“I know for a fact you feel the same way as I do, honey. I can't make love with someone who isn't in love with me back. The very fact that I could enter your tender wetness is testament to the fact that you love me.”

Pandora inhaled in shock, covering her mouth with her hands, and took herself immediately to her parents’ bedroom.
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Notes

Thoughts and comments appreciated as always!!!
Tons of smut in this one, but for real--shit's seriously about to go down!!!