Chapter 15

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ASMODEUS

Enthusiastic sounds of gagging and saliva echo in the forest. Eden grips Abaddon’s ass as she pushes him toward her, swallowing him whole. For a girl who was adamant about fighting us a moment ago, she sucks his cock like a champ.

“She’s beautiful,” Iblis whispers as we watch Eden and Abaddon.

He’s right. She’s stunning. Thick, perfect ass, pretty round belly, and tits that beg for my mouth and teeth. And that pussy. Lord, that pussy. Tight, wet, and warm.

Iblis drops to his knees as his fingers make quick work of my pants. They pool at my feet, and he grabs my cock. His fingers glide up and down before he slips his lips over the head. I stare down as he swallows my cock while his eyes plead with me. The same fucking look he’s had for the last five years.

Abaddon says it’s time for me to move on, admit my feelings, and release him from the hellscape I’ve banished him to. A part of me agrees because behind all the pain, I have genuine feelings for Iblis, the closest thing to love I can harbor. But then there’s the sweet boy he made into a mean, insane, depraved, deranged man. That boy wants to see Iblis pay for all the injustice he brought to fruition.

The image of him fucking me in a crowd as grown men watched, cheering him on. The crueler he was, the more they gave him what he truly craved. Abaddon thinks my resentment is because of the years of constant abuse at his hands. But it’s not. The hate I feel for Iblis is the closest to love. The anger festering in my heart isn’t because he used my body so that the heroin could flood his veins. He had a disease, and I can forgive the madness it created in him, even if it’s at my expense or Abaddon’s. The reason I’ve made him suffer the last five years is because I was the one who found him with the needle in his arm as he was about to die.

I grab the back of his head and pull him off my dick, disgust fueling me as the image of him flashes in my mind. The coward. I spit onto his face, but he doesn’t move to wipe the saliva trailing down his skin. He opens his mouth, prepared to take whatever I wish to give him. So I spit again, this time directly onto his tongue.

“You’re a good little whore, aren’t you?” His head snaps as I slap his face. “What do you say?”

“Thank you,” Iblis whispers.

He stumbles back as I kick him, landing between Eden’s open legs. His eyes rapidly move from her now exposed cunt to my dick as if unsure what to do.

“Fill her,” I demand.

Iblis unearths his thick cock and moves between her legs. He lines himself at her entrance and thrusts.

Bending, I smirk and whisper in his ear, “Fill her. You know what that means, slut. Don’t act stupid.”

“Asmodeus,” Iblis moans as he moves in and out of her.

I shove his head down on Eden’s body so he’s facing Abaddon’s ass. Without asking, his hands spread Abaddon’s cheeks, and Iblis’ tongue peeks out as he licks my brother’s asshole.

Iblis’ exposed ass is open by my foot. I swirl his puckered anus with the toe of my boot. “Fill her, or I’ll fill you.”

I push on his anus, and Iblis’ moans mix with Eden’s. “You little slut. You want me to fuck you with my foot, don’t you? Is that right, whore? You want daddy to shove his foot up your slutty ass and stretch you nice and wide?”

Iblis sticks his ass out in an invitation to my threat. I pull the lube from my shirt pocket and pour it on his asshole. His body jolts as he senses my foot push further into his anus. “Fuckin’ whore.”

I bend and pull my belt from the loops, holding it tight by the buckle before I let the lashes hit Iblis’s skin. “Fill her.”

Eden’s legs rise as Iblis grips his cock, his fingers slowly moving until their tips join his cock in her pussy.

Her muffled screams echo as Iblis stuffs her with his cock and fingers. Pulling her pussy apart, stretching her tiny hole for my sadistic pleasure.

“Remember what he made you say every time you forced me?” I ask, pushing on his asshole.

“We praise you, Father of all; We thank you for calling us to be your people, and for choosing us to give you glory. In a special way, we thank you for,” Iblis whispers between licking Abaddon’s asshole.

“Don’t forget the best part, cumdump,” I encourage.

“Making me a pathetic slut to be used!” Iblis shouts as his body stiffens and he cums.

“A-fucking-men.” I pull him off by his hair and spit on his face again.

“You’re doing God’s work, Iblis. Asmodeus is a naughty boy, a sinner. You’re helping him find the path to the heavenly father.”

Roads always forces Iblis to hurt me. I think it’s because he knows it will hurt more when Iblis does it. Iblis doesn’t want to, but he needs his medicine, and Roads won’t give it to him unless he hurts me. I wish he didn’t need the medicine, but he suffers when he doesn’t have it. I heard another man call it Dope Sick. Said it’s the quickest way to get Iblis to break.

“I don’t want to. He’s crying,” Iblis screams.

“It’s the demons, Iblis. They’re fighting to leave. Keep steadfast, my child. Besides, you want your medicine, don’t you? Remember, God will always provide for his most faithful servant.”