Epilogue

I stood over the balcony of our castle, enjoying the warm rays of the Tartarus sun on my face. The world of devils was unexpectedly peaceful on a normal day, and the more I'd learned about its people, the villages, the laws—or complete lack thereof—and the culture, the more I was starting to love it here. Jericho, despite his depravity, was somehow a good ruler. Tartarus was truly a meritocracy, where the hardest working and most talented made it to the top, while the lesser devils seemed content in their place in the status quo.

I'd always wished the corporate world had worked that way, but now my whole life was dependent purely and only on my own abilities and perseverance, and that suited me just fine.

Pumpkin jumped up on the railing and approached me on perfectly balanced steps. He looked over the land and rubbed his face on my forearm, grazing Theron's marks in the process. With the softest mew, he jumped from the balcony railing and spread his claws, catching a soft carpeted platform that extended up from the Labyrinth. He started hopping down platforms of the towering cat tree one at a time, down into the giant maze below.

Rai had never restored the original magic signatures of the Labyrinth, instead choosing to heavily redesigned the maze after my tribute trial. He'd set up every twist and turn to make a brilliant playground for my fuzzy little fluffle bug, and Rai, Alessi, and Pumpkin could often be spotted playing in between the walls.

"You rang?" The soothing voice of the Dream Weaver called from behind me. Theron approached the rail and stood by my side. He rested his hand on the marks on my forearm, and he stroked the possessive design he'd left permanently on my body with his thumb.

"Pumpkin did, but I would never complain about a visit from the Dream Weaver." I placed my hand on top his and patted his knuckles. "So I've been here almost a year now. The next Tribute Game should be coming up soon, shouldn't it?" My gaze climbed to the thick forest, then the cliff that I'd once stood upon. It seemed like an eternity and another life time ago that I'd entered this strange world for the first time.

Theron chuckled. "Are you nervous or excited at the prospect of experiencing your first game as a devil? Feeling a little vindictive there, Butterfly? Want to know what it feels like to torture people while you're playing for the winning team?"

"Winning team." I made sure to be visibly offended . This fucking guy. "You guys all cheated. I maintain that I technically won."

Theron leaned in close and pressed a kiss to my left horn. "We all won, really."

My cheeks flushed, and I hastily looked away. Theron being cute and romantic never failed to get to me in the best ways. I was still getting used to being a devil, but I had to admit, there were a lot more perks than there were pitfalls. Immortality, inhuman strength, eternal youth—such a curse! "That still doesn't answer my question. Is this next game going to be just like mine? I'm not sure I'm ready to share you guys. I don't know that I'll ever be."

Theron snorted. "If it helps, usually we just brutally murder the tribute. We only fuck the special ones."

I frowned, not feeling any better about that. Literally no part of it at all. "What if Jericho picks a ‘special one,' though?"

The platinum haired devil sighed before he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me close. "You really have no idea, do you?"

"No idea about what?" I was being a bit pouty for an all-powerful Devil Queen, I'd admit.

"That you are the last tribute who will ever be invited to Tartarus." Jericho's hot breath tickled my right ear, and I jumped in Theron's grip. The King himself had portalled to my side, and I would never, ever get used to that ability. "I played those games to spite my ex. I don't give a flying fuck about that woman anymore now that I have a far superior queen. No reason to perpetuate entertainment that was growing stale anyway."

Theron released my shoulder, and Jericho pulled me over to his side instead .

I exhaled, feeling relieved, albeit weirdly disappointed at the same time. "Is it fucked up that I was kind of hoping I'd get the chance pick a few ‘tributes' to torture in the maze though? I have a few choice people I wouldn't mind watching grovel." I was joking…ish.

"You are a Devil after my own heart, Sela." Jericho stroked the ram horns on my head affectionately. "Quite literally, considering calling out your inner devil manifested horns just like mine. Is that coincidence or destiny?"

"Coincidence." Theron interrupted with a pronounced eye roll. "You already have a Fated Devil. Don't think you get two just because her horns curled a little bit."

"Your jealousy is unbecoming." Jericho chuckled, and I realized I loved that sound. I loved hearing all of them happy, as much as I loved hearing Theron's dry sarcasm between is accidental moments of sweetness, or Alessi's commanding bark, or Rai's quiet confessions and moments of vulnerability, or Jericho's playful viciousness.

"I suppose you two have both existed since the dawn of time, so expecting you to get along in a single year of sleeping in the same house is a tall ask." I shot a look at both of them. "If only, if ONLY I could figure out something you could bond over." With that, I ducked out of Jericho's hold, and I stepped away from the balcony. I smirked at both men as I walked backwards towards the throne room. "Are you coming, boys?"

Both of their faces hit a shade of pink that was absolutely not due to the orange Tartarus sky. They thought a little magic and teleportation and mind control made them powerful, but clearly none of them had more influence than a little bit of pussy. This Kingdom was way overdue for a woman's touch.

With one last wink, I turned to run, and both of my devils gave chase. With my new, immortal body I was fast, and sure-footed, and I effortlessly weaved through the maze-like corridors of the castle. I sprinted for the throne room, giggling as I narrowly avoided capture. I looked over my shoulder, grinning widely, when I was suddenly slammed into a wall with all the force of getting bowled over by a semi-truck.

The air was knocked from my lungs as I was hoisted into the thick, muscular arms of the Minotaur. Rai grinned down at me before he took off running, leaving Theron and Jericho behind.

I buried my nose into his pine and walnut scented neck, nuzzling the tender skin where is paralyzing collar had once resided. In its place was a powerless leather choker—one he wore purely out of habit. Playing with the old one had been so deeply ingrained in his nervous ticks, that he apparently felt naked without something around his neck. Sometimes my hand would suffice, but he really did look too good in leather to give up the look completely.

He bounded through the castle, and we made a ruckus through the halls all the way to the throne room.

Rai was laughing as he set me down on the King's seat. I was in a full giggle fit. We were both still in stitches as he squeezed in beside me on the large royal arm chair.

And we stopped as he held my face in his hands and pressed a slow and lingering kiss to my lips.

He didn't waste any time undoing the ties on my glittering black corset. He wasted even less on getting it off of me. I was too tangled in his mouth to care.

"Right here? On Jericho's throne? Don't you think he'll complain about the mess?" I teased between kisses .

"That's what I'm counting on." Rai whispered as he picked me up and put me on his lap. I straddled his hips, and sank onto the hard outline in his jeans. I lifted just enough to undo his belt, then I freed his very erect cock, and nudged my panties to the side, so I could sink back down on top of him. He groaned and threw his head back as I fully sheathed him with my pussy. "You adapted to being a devil way too fast, Sela."

"She's always had it in her, I'd say." Jericho appeared behind me in a spark of his own personal portal. "But I think she could definitely use a little more devil in her." He placed a kiss on my bare shoulder, then he placed his hands on my hips. He lifted me up, until only the tip of Rai's cock still penetrated me, then he very, very leisurely lowered me back down. He repeated the move, controlling how we fucked each other, and I loved the way that made Rai's whole body shiver.

"Do you like that, my pet?" Jericho kissed my other shoulder. "My pets ." He corrected himself.

"Y-yes." I managed breathlessly, as he continued to drive me down on Rai's lap, over and over again, varying the tempo based on both of our reactions. He kept going until I knew Rai was about to lose it, then he pushed me forward, until my bare breasts were in the Minotaur's face.

"Suck." Jericho growled against my shoulder.

Rai nipped at my breast, then rounded my nipple with his tongue. He grazed me with his teeth, until I was firm in his mouth, then he sucked gently on the sensitive nub. Jericho kept us moving, while Rai squeezed my other breast with slipping control.

"Why don't you come all over my throne, my Queen." Jericho purred into my ear, and fuck—like I had any other choice. Rai sent me spiraling off the edge, the sensation of him filling me sparking pleasure through every nerve in my body. I dug my fingers into his shoulders to keep me grounded until I'd fully ridden out the soul shaking high. "That's a good pet." Jericho licked the lobe of my ear, before he unsheathed Rai, and lifted me into his arms. I was still leaking Rai's fluids when the King set me down, then got down on his knees, and ripped off the thin, disposable lace between us. He dipped his tongue between my legs and licked the mixture of arousals from my pussy lips with luxurious strokes. I was panting and leaning into Rai, while Jericho carried me to another overwhelming high.

"Okay, okay, you've had your fun." Theron interrupted with a scoff. He approached the throne, while I was still finding my way out of a maze of lust. Rai got up with a start, and Jericho left me painfully at the brink as he turned to face the interloper. Both men opened their mouths to speak when, without warning, Theron placed his fingers on Jericho and Rai's temples, and he sent the both of them straight into a set of nightmares. "Your work here is done, but I appreciate you making room for the rest of us." He said with a roll of his eyes as he shoved them aside.

Before I could scold him, he took over the task of eating me out on the Devil King's royal seat.

"Geez, Theron!" I feigned offense for only a second before my own moan cut me off. The difference in suction and technique had my rational brain in a tailspin. They complimented each other perfectly, and I didn't think I could live without either of their tongues. They had an adorable competition to please me more thoroughly than the other could, and that was a game I wouldn't be calling off. I maybe liked seeing them bicker more than I should admit.

Theron responded with a roll of his eyes, before he tore the skirt from my waist, removing the last of my mostly destroyed clothing. "I just sent them into a nightmare about fucking each other. They'll live." That didn't sound like much of a nightmare to them, but then again, it was for sure a nightmare vision to Theron. "I told you from day one that I could do you better, Butterfly. How about you let me prove it yet again."

I shut my thighs on his head, squeezing him playfully. "You want to please me better, but you still won't tell me who pleases you better. Me or Alessi?" I teased with a pout. I rubbed the fox tail on my forearm, knowing it wouldn't take long to summon him.

"Hmmm, let me check." Theron smirked. He pushed my legs open, then rose to his feet. He lifted me from the throne, and I wrapped my legs around his waist out of habit. I leaned against him as he lowered me onto his cock, using my own body weight to take me to his base. I held his shoulders, and we were eye to eye as we shared a quiet smile. "That's never going to be a comparison, Sela."

"Really now?" Alessi's offended tone filled the room next. "Just like that, whole centuries erased. Incredible ." He half laughed half gasped as he approached. "But I suppose I'm willing to test that for myself, just to see what the hype is about."

Before I knew it, he was behind me, and before I got to have an opinion, he had undone his belt, and he slipped two fingers inside my pussy, squeezing in a space still filled completely by Theron's thick cock. He slowly finger fucked me, rubbing both of us in the process, until he'd milked enough of my fluids to slicken his cock. I glanced over my shoulder just in time to watch him bury himself in my ass with the utmost care.

I was so full, I must have run out of space to hold my breath, because I exhaled rough and sudden at the double intrusion.

I squeezed my arms around Theron's shoulders to better brace myself for the double fucking I knew was coming next.

"Fancy a little wager, Theron?" Alessi purred against the nape of my neck, while Theron smirked against my lips.

"With you? Always."

My eyes widened, and I clung harder in nervousness.

"Let's see which one of us can make her come harder with the hole at hand." Alessi's laugh shook through me, and somehow, that was the scariest thing I'd ever encountered in this devil forsaken world of Tartarus.

"Why are men the worst?" I asked through an accidental moan, as both men chose to move inside me in perfect sync.

Theron covered my mouth with a kiss, likely at least partially to shut me up, and I was okay with letting him. Alessi bit into my neck, possessively leaving a mark that everyone would notice with my wardrobe of corsets.

Then both men decided to make me their pawn for the night until I'd come so hard and so many times from so many different pleasure points, that I was seeing sound and hearing colors.

Cheeky fucking devils, every last one of them.

My devils.

Just as they would always be, until the end of time.