As the fingers of the enormous hand began to fold in to shield us together, Shadows snapped his fingers. His muscled body lay bare before me, cock for now dangling between his long, athletic legs. Although He was being beyond adoring and opening Himself up to me, His dominant swagger never left Him.

We fell together into the hand but the surface gave like pillowed silk. As His golden-hazel orbs gazed half-lidded into mine, I ran one hand down His firm body and between us, stroking Him to full hardness. I opened my legs to Him as my body reacted to the deep grumble that started in my Love’s chest--continuing as my fingers moved over His thick length.

Taking my lips in His, the Devil held Himself over me. Shadows pulled out of my grasp and filled me at once with His need. Flashes of ages past pierced my mind. At first they were only angry colors and falling and lightning. Then the anger intensified and was accompanied by heartbreak, fear, love ripped apart, defeat. As I was stretched and pleasured by Shadows’ cock, He gave me His full story.

His Fall to this place, His screaming at the Heavens, the ground splitting and forming and building from His ire and resentment. I felt much of what He felt and it surged through me to mix with the waves of electricity that we always had together.

My Dark King’s strong hands clutched at me, holding me to Him as He ravaged me with his body and mind. Arching back with a stifled cry, I took in what He gave me, His hands keeping me grounded.

"Darling--” Satan snarled from my neck, needily pressing fiery kisses into my skin as His thick hips rolled.
“Yes, Love--” I called back, holding onto dear life at His broad shoulders while His memories invaded my psyche. The scene and my body culminated and I came in His arms while His lips once again found mine.

“Diem--I love you--” Shadows pulled out just in time and groaned loudly as I stroked Him through His climax. His hands left me to hold His body up as He grit His teeth. As He came, His beautiful green eyes met mine and His nightmare swirled.
“Fuck…” The Wicked One collapsed in my arms and I realized it wasn't really a nightmare this time.

Memories of ours surrounded us. Passionate times, loving moments, how we met, our first time, our children being born. I smiled at them and then at Him when He pulled up to look at me.
“Are you doing this for me?” I played with His long, luscious locks.
Shadows barely shook His head, “You help me forget. It's just what's there right now.” His fingers cradles my face as He kissed me, “Thank you.”

My heart was still lodged firmly in my throat from the entire experience, “For what?”
“A moment's peace, darling.” The Devil laid next to me and gathered me into His arms, kissing me goodnight as He laid covers over us.

****

I had wondrous dreams, filled with more memories like his last “nightmare” had held. When I awoke, I silently let my gaze trail over His incredible form. Shadows lay next to me, on his back and handsome face turned towards me. I put a hand to His cut jawline, my breath catching when I suddenly found my wrist in His strong grasp.

When His eyes opened, though, they weren’t the adoring hazel from the previous night, but the flashing red He presented to His Kingdom. His body covered mine as He snarled at me.

The next moment we were on the bed in His playroom and I was face-down in the sheets, thick fingers tangled in my hair as He grunted in my ear, “My love for you makes me weak. At times I despise it. I must control it, control you, to stay in power.” His dark chuckle filled the room accompanied by His dark chorus of a voice, “Submit to my whims, darling.”

The Devil’s knees shoves mine apart, His steeled thickness invading me as He pushed my face into the bed. I was angry, but not surprised. After such a wonderful night, I should have expected it from Him. I took Him, whining with both resistance and lust as He pummeled forward into me. He was acting and sounded like He did back when we first began flirting, and when I shivered around Him, Shadows laughed at me.



“I know you were crafted just for me, love, but you still surprise me sometimes. I know you’ll get me back for this, but I can’t fucking help it, my Queen.” His hands grabbed my hips and pulled me off of Him as he snarled, His orgasm spilling out along with His nightmare that was once again full of garish, horrid things.

I let it rage around me as a comfort, a reminder that this was part of who He was, and by the time I closed it--He was gone.

***

Shadows floated in mid air in front of his son who was still chained to the castle walls, eyes refusing to meet his Father’s. Folding His huge arms, His red eyes flashed, “You going to behave now, Deiros? I can’t have you traipsing about earth and Heaven, abusing your power like a hormonal teenager. You going to act like a grown ass demon now?”

Deiros nodded sheepishly, finally looking up at the fiery-eyed Devil before him. Putting one arm around the scaled one’s waist, Shadows made the chains disappear. When they were on the ground, Deiros stretched his arms and his wings, flapping them as he groaned.

“Dad, I need your advice.” He mumbled.
The Wicked One raised a brow and refolded his arms, “Of course, son.”
Deiros pulled at the back of his neck, “There’s this angel…”
Shadows’ dark laugh echoed and his offspring sighed, knowing how he sounded, “So that’s what you were doing in Heaven.”

“At first I thought it was just to show her that no one turns me down--”
“She turned you down? So this isn’t Adrestia?”
The young one’s brow furrowed, “It is her actually. After that first time, she denied me. I tracked her down in Heaven and she turned me down again. I had a lot of time to think about it, hanging up there, and realized it’s not just because she won’t fuck me…” He switched feet, really not wanting to admit the following, “I think I like her.”



Shadows’ smile only widened as he clasped his son’s shoulder, “Good luck with that, Deiros. She seems a little much for you.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence.”
“Son, I don’t really give a fuck if you go after an angel, but you really want to open that door? You’ll have to deal with what follows.”

Deiros shrugged, “I guess I figure she’s worth it. She’s just so feisty. It turns me on.”
Dimples flashed again, “Then I suggest you do something or give her something that will show her you’re serious and not just there for a fuck. She’s...all about balancing the universe, right? Go with that.”

Dragon wings perked up as the fear demon finally smiled, “Thanks, dad.”

***

Shadows mistakenly figured if she was going to be pissed off at Him, he may as well take advantage. He went to His Hall of the Elite and summoned the long line of demons that always waited to see if they could bed Him. After fucking and killing twenty of them and never finishing, He grew tired of it and went to see Dracul.

As usual, the castle was filled with the best of debauchery day and night. He was welcomed by many females clinging to Him. When they started biting, Shadows finally fended them off. Dracul lay lazily across his throne, neon green eyes blazing at his father as he fed and fucked.

The Devil climbed the steps to the throne, watching as the young king finally reached orgasm, the female in his lap shuddering as blood dripped from both their mouths.
Patting her ass, Dracul zipped up the moment she walked off, licking his fangs, “To what do I owe the pleasure, Father?”

“Distraction.” The Fallen growled darkly.
Dracul stood, one of the few that could look at him eye to eye. The smirk disappeared from his pale face when he realized this most likely had to do with his mother, “What have you done this time?” He snarled.

The Devil snarled back, his fists clenching, “I came here to drink. Both wine and blood. Are you going to help me or not?” Father and son stood staring at one another for several long tension-filled moments before Dracul huffed and signaled towards his quarters and looked to several female and male vamps surrounding him, “Get Him whatever He wants.”

***Shadows POV***

I watched the male and female vamp fuck in my lap. Holding the female’s thighs up and apart, the male thrust away into her. We all took turns biting and kissing one another. It was hot as fuck, and desire coursed through my veins, but along with this desire was a restlessness that wouldn’t let me stay. I’d never get to come until I went home to her anyway.

Diem. My love. My Queen. My undoing.

Ever since I’d made love to her in the statue of my own hand, I’d felt the connection I had with her strengthen. It had also done so when I tore her apart from our son, Dracul. She was inside me. Coursing through my veins. It was maddening and wonderful at the same time. She made me stronger and weaker at the same time. I hated that I needed to do this to her, but the restlessness was overpowering. Dominating her that morning had helped but only a tiny fraction. I wasn’t sure how she would retaliate and I wasn’t sure yet I could handle it. So I got up and went to earth to corrupt some humans. It was often so easy I got bored, but it would distract me for a short while.

As I watched a boy murder his father and felt the carnal satisfaction creep through my soul, I felt another presence. It was deep in the chasms of my subconscious, but I could feel it nonetheless--like something calling to a part of me. Having no idea what this was, I concentrated on it and flashed myself towards the feeling, making sure I stayed out of sight.

It didn’t look like her and he didn’t look like him, but I knew their auras anywhere. A very pregnant redhead lay on the bed, a beautiful redhead that had my wife beneath the fake skin she’d created. A body that I instantly figured out had been created for the sole purpose of getting around the limitation of her fucking her own First.
The young version of himself that Synyster so often used stood at the edge of the bed, holding her legs apart as he fucked her. He was sweating and grunting, so they may have been at it for awhile. Rage coursed through my body, but I planted my feet, wanting to know how far they’d take this. Not only did I hate the idea of them specifically in bed together, she knew my rule of no one coming inside her without protection. Protection that they were not currently using.

“D, fuck, this is so hot--”
“Syn--ah, it’s coming--” She put her hands at her large belly and made the body she’d created go into labor. Synyster groaned and started fucking her harder.
“Fucking hell, demon--”
I could tell she was really in pain and I knew how much she loved it. She moaned and writhed in pleasure. Watching her created so many feelings within me: desire, anger, love, jealousy, dominance over her but also submissiveness to her. When she started screaming and bearing down and coming all at the same time, Gates roared and emptied himself into her.

Walking up behind Synyster, I revealed myself. Before he could even react, I shoved a hand between his shoulder blades to bend him over as her shocked eyes blinked up at me. Shoving my cock into his ass, I grinned wickedly down at him.

“You know the consequences for sleeping with my wife, Gates. Hope it was worth it.” He cried out in pain while I raped him, barely supporting himself over the woman I knew to be mine, even if it looked nothing like her.
Because he was playing the young pool boy trope, and completely unprepared, his asshole was extremely tight around me and felt pretty damn good.

“Damn, Syn...fuck you’re so tight…” I groaned as I sped up my thrusts. Diem still lay under him in both pain and pleasure, face contorting with her contractions, “I have to hand it to you, darling. Quite creative--finding a way around the inability to fuck your own First.” Gates was now hard again and jerking himself off as I went even harder at him. In between her panting, Diem laughed at me.
“I suppose I had it...ah, Synyster...coming.” I grit my teeth as I came. I suppose because it was technically a human body, though, it disintegrated and the last of my seed dripped to the floor. I wondered if Zack would care about them fucking one another, now that his lover was back with him.

I stood and tucked myself back in my pants, a small smile arriving on my lips as I took her in. She had to know the scene would only make me thirst for watching her give birth to one of my children again. I could see her behind the the fake being, and she was beautiful. As always. Diem gasped and closed the nightmare. I felt her mind try and get away so she didn’t have to actually give birth, but I held her there. I folded my arms and kept her in place just long enough to convince her that I’d really do it, and then let go.

Once we were in our bed, her panting and flushed and naked before me, I stepped forward. Palming my cock, I slipped inside her tight little kitten and started shallowly thrusting. Moments later, she was sighing and satisfied and I figured that was enough. I pulled out and walked out to the patio, overlooking my Kingdom.

***Diem’s POV***



Satan’s round, amazing ass faced me from the patio, along with those wide shoulders and narrow waist….long hair just barely hanging past said beautiful shoulders. I knew He would always have moments where He hid His love from me, but I would make sure He never, ever said His love for me made Him weak again.

I walked to the doorway to the deck, naked as He was. Without turning, Shadows’ chorused voice carried to my ears sternly, “I see you still carry a torch for Synyster.”

I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes at the Wicked's rippling back. Just when I was about to speak, My King whirled around, stepping towards me with a finger pointed my way. He stopped short, as did I, when we both saw He towered less over me. Shadows cocked His head to the side, “Did you get taller?”

I scoffed, ignoring His question, “You know there is no torch, Shadows.” I kept my eyes trained on His red-flamed ones, “I know how this works, as do you,” I let my revenge show in my narrowed gaze, “What you felt when you witnessed us fuck is minuscule to how I felt when you told me I make you weak.” I got in His face, seething, as His fiery eyes narrowed and His nostrils flared, “I was made for you, King. In every way. I fight beside you. I fuck you. I love you. I bear your children. I am stronger beside you, as you are beside me. The sooner you see this, the sooner you can stop being an ass.” I furrowed my brow, He rolled His eyes.

When I whirled around, He whirled me back--right into His chest as I grumbled in protest. Shadows grinned sideways, His eyes cooling to a pretty hazel, “You really are sexy all riled up, darling.”

When I writhed in His grip, the Dark King huffed, His expression softening. The regret in His hazel eyes caught mine, truly taking my breath away when everything was stripped away and He let me see Him.

“I know I had this coming, Diem. You went quite easy on me, in fact. I deserve much worse,” His knuckles softly touched my cheek as His hands brought me closer by my lower back, “The way you make me feel is new, Diem. The only other time over all the millennia that I’ve ever felt anything close to this for someone, it was ripped from me along with everything I had ever known. I do know you make me stronger--it’s my own weakness when I cannot face that fact. Don’t give up on me darling. Please.”

The Devil's eyes searched mine wildly as I ran a hand down His handsome face. His pierced, plush bottom lip made it seem like He was pouting sometimes when He looked sad, a stark contrast to the otherwise chiseled features.



“Shadows...King...My Love. I may have been made to put up with you, but there is one hard limit. You may have your tantrums, you may fuck demons into nothingness, you may get angry, you may dominate me and even take away my ability to enjoy pain. I can get you back for all of those. What I will not put up with as your Queen, is those words you said to me. Say them again, and I will leave.”

I stood tall, making sure my voice didn’t waver. His eyelashes fell as He caught Himself with a hand to the wall behind me. When my Lover raised his hazel eyes again, they were glazed over with fear, something I’d never witnessed before. Catching my jawline in His large hand, His deep voice cracked, “Never again, my Love.”

I let Him kiss me fervently, before pulling away and dressing both of us so that He could fester in my words, “We should see to our Kingdom.”

*****

Notes

Uhhhh, that ass.

Okay, so I tried to use the word "kitten" because EV6661 has motivated me. But no one can pull it off like she can, def not me! But I also couldn't bring myself to take it, so here we are...

You're freakin' welcome for all the Shadz pics.

Sorry for the extremely late update! I swear I do still love this story, but I'm struggling as to where it's going. What's Deiros gonna do, huh? What kind of fun does the royal couple want to have before they have any more offspring?
If you're still reading, I worship you! Thanks for sticking with me, and for those of you who dig slash PLEASE check out "Many Storms." It is my newest baby and I absolutely adore it and it's getting very little love.
Thanks again and please comment!!!!! You guys are the best ; )