19. Belphegor

When Brianna called my name through the bond, I didn't care that I was in the middle handing out punishments. I immediately teleported to my room to open a portal to her. She looked adorable in a cute little black dress, her room behind her. Before I could step through to Earth, Brianna walks into my bedroom with Rellick on her hip.

Her eyes freeze on my demonic face with no mouth for a second, a flicker of fear in her eyes. I begin to shift human, but she shakes her head. "No. Don't change. I'm okay." She sets Rellick down, who has no such qualms about my appearance.

"Hi, Blue! Who took your mouth? Is it in your ear?" Is my mouth in my ear? What? I look to Brianna for guidance, but she is no help. She's silently laughing behind her hand. Rellick keeps going. "Sometimes Mommy takes my nose and puts it in my head and then pulls it out my ear. Sometimes she eats it!" His eyes grow wide while he leans in closer to me. "Did Bubby eat your mouth? He likes to eat," he whispers.

Just then, Beelzebub walks through my door, causing Brianna to begin shaking from laughter. "What did I miss?" Rellick screams his name and runs into my brother's four arms. He's in his demon form, which I don't think Brianna has ever paid attention to.

Her eyes are round and wide, filled with fear and confusion. I sit on my bed and pull her into my lap, cuddling her close for comfort. "Lord of the Flies," I whisper against her neck.

Gorgeous forest green eyes lock on mine in question. There's no fear anymore and I can feel myself puff up that I was able to get rid of it. I nod my head towards Beelzebub and her son, who hasn't stopped talking. "Did you eat Blue's mouth? He doesn't have one. Sometimes Mommy eats my nose. But she gives it back. You have to give Blue his mouth back. It's mean, Bubby."

"I'm sorry, little man. Sloth just doesn't have a mouth. I didn't take it."

Rellick scoffs, a hand to his chest in the most dramatic fashion. He almost looks like Lucifer in his mannerisms. "He's not a sloth! He's Blue!" The boy looks back to us, a frown on his lips. "Tell Bubby to stop being mean to Blue." Rellick turns back to Gluttony, not waiting for Brianna to follow his directions. "You're not being nice."

"I'm not being mean! His name is Sloth!" Beel is really arguing with a child right now.

Shifting my attention back to Bree, I pull her closer to me, letting her feel my reaction to her just being around to me. Her breath catches when I softly run the tip of my nose against the skin of her neck. "Stop," she moans quietly.

"Why?" I move her hips so that her ass glides along my hard cock. Relaxing into my hold, Brianna allows me to subtly rub her against me. One of my hands stays firmly against my brand on her stomach while the other slides down her hip, making my way to the inside of her thighs. "I love that you're wearing a dress."

My hand is moments away from being under her dress when my door crashes open, Satan and Asmodeus letting themselves in. I only give them a moment"s notice, making sure they see the disdain on my face.

Rellick runs to Satan who lifts him onto his shoulders. It"s an awkward sight. Compared to Brianna, Rellick is a bigger kid. He"s three years old old and is half her height, though she"s not very tall to begin with, barely passing five feet.

Rellick looks like an infant on Satan's shoulders. I chuckle to myself at the sight which was a mistake. My subtle laughter shifts Bree over my dick again and all my focus goes back to her in my lap.

I try to move my hand, soft and slow, back under her dress. Brianna slams her hand over mine, squeezing it so I can"t move it higher up.

I could if I wanted to… but I"ll follow her lead.

My bedroom door closes, and I watch as Lust walks to my desk chair, straddling the back of it. Wait. What"s going on?

"Don't touch," Bree tells him, her voice sultry and filled with heat. "Hands behind your head." Asmodeus complies, the biggest smile on his face showing his sharp canines. She turns to Beelzebub. "You hungry, Sweets?"

"Always." Gluttony reaches for her, but she backs against me.

"Shift human. I can come around to you being ‘Lord of the Flies' or whatever, but I can"t do things with a giant bug."

All four of Beel's arms cross. "I shift, he shifts," he affirms, nodding towards me.

Bree's eyes turn to me with a gleam, and I shift instantly. She looks between the three of us, then lifts her dress over her head. A plain black bra covers her voluptuous tits, spilling out from the sides. Simple matching cotton panties cover her mound. She"s sexy as fuck! "This wasn"t on my agenda for today, so I didn"t dress up."

Her arms move to cover her chest and I wrap my large hands around her wrists. "Don"t. You look perfect." A red blush spreads over her cheeks and chest.

"Are you taking the rest off, too?"

Brianna's shivers at Lust's voice. Her gaze flies across the room, trying to be mad. He hasn"t moved, his hands behind his head, his back leaning against my desk. "You talk, you leave."

She ignores him, turning back to me. "Get back on the bed." I follow her command, scooting until my back is against the headboard.

Brianna unhooks her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Then, she slowly pulls down her panties, stepping out of them. What a sight! When I had her in her bed, she wasn"t completely bare like she is now. I wish I could kick my own ass for not stripping her sooner.

She climbs onto my bed on all fours, crawling to me. Asmodeus groans from his corner of the room, making her pause, yet her focus stays on me as she tells him, "Strike two."

Brianna crawls into my lap and gives me a sweet kiss. I deepen it, turning her sweet innocent kiss savage. The kiss ends when Gluttony rips her away from me. He's lying on his back and lifts Brianna so that she's sitting on his face. A groan slips from her throat, hand nails scratching along Beel's scalp.

A sight to behold, really. Her head is thrown back in ecstasy and her legs are shaking. Upon closer inspection, I realize her legs are shaking because she's not sitting down. She's hovering above his head. Well, that won't do.

"Sit down, Brianna." My voice is calm and coaxing. "He'll be okay. Relax, Snow." Her body obeys my soft commands. She slowly lowers herself until she is sitting against Gluttony's mouth. He takes the opportunity to suck her clit twice as hard.

My commands bring her attention back to me. She's clearly enjoying Gluttony's ministrations, but now there is a mischievous glare in her eyes. She leans forward, grabbing the ends of my silk pajama pants, lowering them just enough to free my engorged hard-on.

Not wasting time, her hands warp around my dick and her mouth descends. She pumps her hands a few times, her mouth only paying attention to the head. Then, she brings me deeper into her mouth. Too deep. Brianna gags and pulls back.

I wrap her hair around my hand and lift it away from her face so I can watch her face as she sucks me off. "You don't have to choke yourself for me, Snow." I know most guys like watching their partner cry as they choke on his dick, but not me. I want to know that she's having a good time. That she's getting pleasure from doing this to me.

It's not about me, it's about her. It will forever be about her from now on.

Brianna's eyes keep flicking to me, looking for direction. My little submissive. A people pleaser. Using the hand with her hair, I guide her head at the pace I want her to use, making sure to not push her too far.

Apparently, me taking control sets her off even more. She's currently wiggling on top of Gluttony, hovering on the edge. "Sit still," Beelzebub growls against her mound.

The sensation causes her to moan around my cock, the vibrations sending me closer to my own climax. "Come, Snow." Her mouth tightens around me, but she's still holding herself back.

I decide to do something I've never done. I channel my inner Satan and give her a harsh command. "Come. Now. Brianna." The dominance in my voice gave her the push she needed. Her hand tightens around my shaft, almost painful, as she screams around my cock.

Gluttony doesn't stop his attack on her clit. He doesn't slow or change rhythm. The movement forces a second more powerful orgasm through her body. "That's enough, Beel." I lift her mouth off my cock, not upset in the slightest that I didn't get to come. I'll get mine later while she's asleep. Grabbing her under her armpits, I lift her off Gluttony and bring her back to my lap.

Asmodeus is completely relaxed at my desk, breathing hard like he did all the work while soaking in the power he received from Bree's orgasms. I know that fed him for a while. They were explosive, and Lust has already said that her climaxes were more fueling than any others. Once his breath is caught, I clear my throat to get his attention, then motion to the door. His eyes roll, but he gets up nonetheless, flipping me off as he closes the door behind him.

I turn, Bree still in my arms so we're cuddling. Beelzebub climbs up the bed, relaxing behind her. I flip her over so I can be the big spoon. It's my favorite position. Brianna sighs in content sandwiched between us. "I wish I could be with the both of you in my apartment."

"We'll figure it out one day. We won't be stuck here forever," I whisper against her neck. I never really cared to go the Earth, but I would love to be anywhere she is.

"Why did you come here?" Gluttony asks. Brianna stiffens between us, and Gluttony starts to backtrack. "Not because I don't want you here, because obviously I do. I was just wondering what happened."

Bree relaxes again, sighing. "This morning, that stupid golden asshat stole my necklace. I came to get it back." Her voice started strong but is growing weaker as she speaks. "But now I think I'd rather just take a nap. Rellick is okay with Satan, right?"

Her actively choosing to procrastinate sends a rush of power through my bones. Fuck! This shit is potent. Now I know what the others felt when she fed them. Damn! This could fuel me for a while… and all because she wants a nap?!

"I know what you mean. I need to go finish my punishments, but I just want to be here with you. Rellick should be fine." A second dose of power hits me like a brick wall. This doesn't feel like Brianna's sweet essence though. This is powerful just by itself… Did I just feed off Gluttony?! That's not possible! We've never been able to feed off each other.

Being bonded means that Bree and I can telecommunicate. I haven't done it because I'm not ready for her to know that I branded her. But… Gluttony did the same. Even after all these millennia, my brothers and I have never been able to telecommunicate. No matter how hard we've tried.

I look over at him, falling asleep with Bree on his chest. Can you hear me?

His eyes fly open, immediately meeting my own. Beel moves to sit up, but I shake my head, not wanting to wake Bree.

Can you hear me?!

Nodding, I start our own private little chat.

I fed off you.

What do you mean?

You just committed Sloth and I felt it.

How?!

The only thing I can think of is because we're both bonded to her.

You're saying we're linked too, now?

I nod my head slowly in response. Both being bonded to her means that we can speak to each other but also that we can use each other to fuel our power. Azazel intended for us to never be able to feed from our punished siblings so we're always equal.

This changes everything.

Do we tell the others?

No. They need to want her for her. They can't know the perks.

Gluttony nods in agreement, then relaxes back in my bed. I do the same. Each of us has a hand over our brand as we nap in the wake of this extreme information.

If we're all able to feed off the other, we will be unstoppable.

And it's all thanks to my Snow.