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Haren's Folly Ch. 01

By: Duzzel



What do you get when you mix a Demon Prince who's favorite passed time is messing with people, a Sadistic Angel bent on revenge, and an unsuspecting human with Fay blood? A seriously funny mess.

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Keelie was reaching her twenty-second birthday and she wasn't happy about it. What twenty-second year old would still be living alone with absolutely no love life? Plus you add one incredibly annoying immortal father constantly complaining that he wanted grandchildren and you pretty much had her normal day. For the love of all that is holy, why doesn't he just impregnate another human and make his own kid? He was immortal, He lived forever looking barely 30 years old. The damn bastard. She opened the locks on her small bookstore and continued to grumble. Besides her lack of a love life, the 22nd century was in the process of taking away her business. Those damn fucking computers and their digital books where ruining her. She was to young for this crap.

OK, OK so it wasn't the smartest idea to buy the small shop from the original owner three years ago. But how could she not? The small shop, covered in thick ivy vines and old brick settled so perfectly in the small town she called home. It had called to her like the sirens of the sea. Thus the name Dilthase was painted elegantly on the stores old wood door. Her siren ancestor would be flattered. She was cursing her sorry fate when young Bill, a delivery boy of about 18 carried in a new box.

"I got another one for you Miss Maine he said with a flirtatious grin. Every man in town had a thing for Keelie Maine. Her 5' 4" figure with large curves and long wavy sun-gold hair was not something seen every day in the small Bay Shore town. She flashed those bright yellow-green eyes his way and he felt a tingle of lust go up his spine. His grandmother had warned him about her, saying something like "That one has Fay blood in her, the eyes tell you." Being directly from Ireland, his grandmother was unnaturally superstitious. No one had any idea how right the old woman really was.

"Thanks so much Billie. Just put it down at the register." She was always excited when she got a new batch of books. To bad they didn't go out as quickly as they came in.

"Yes ma'am." He placed the heavy box down. "Miss Maine, the town's hosting it's annual spring day fair this weekend and I was wondering...If you had someone to go with." He blushed slightly but kept his eyes level with hers. His older sister had told him that women responded better when looked in the eyes. Miss Keelie was not a girl, but a woman.

She looked at the young man, startled at his boldness and started to laugh. "No Billie, I don't have anyone to go with. Would you like to take me?" She asked coyly.

The boy blushed but stood his ground. "Yes Ma'am. If you wouldn't mind..."

The boy was adorable. Besides, what was the harm? It wasn't like she had so many dates she was asked on. If the boy had the guts to do what most men shied from, how could she not reward him? She could use a little fun anyhow. "Alright then, come buy around 7 tomorrow night. I'll lock up and we'll walk over." She said with a smile.

Billie blinked, almost dumbfounded. That actually worked! His head raced with excitement. He was going on a date with Miss Keelie. Man wait till he told the other guys on the local baseball team. "Yes Ma'am! I won't be late!" He was to excited to remember to have her sign the slip for the package and hurried out to do the next delivery.

Keelie chuckled as he left. The boy had good manners and knew how to treat a girl. He was going to be one hell of a heart-breaker. She began to unpack her new books when she paused to look at a very old one, bound in black and white leather with the indentation of a glorious angel battling a demon.

"...This is pretty...I wonder when I ordered this one..." She examined the old cover some more. The book was titled "Haren's Folly" What type of book was called that? It didn't even have an author. Which character was Haren? The angel, or the demon? Questions raced through her head when the front door jingled. She placed the book down on her desk and went to great the customer. The book remained there; forgotten, for the rest of the day.

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She was just finishing up in her office when 7 o'clock chimed from the old grandfather clock. She was wearing jeans that molded to her ass like a second skin and a soft green tunic top. It was a fair after all. The front door chimed.

"Is that you Billie? I'm just finishing up." She called back from her office. The old book still lay forgotten on her desk.

"Yes Ma'am." Bill could do nothing but watch as the tight jeans moved with her. He watched her bend down to pick up a fallen book and groaned in his head. You lucky bastard. Was all he could think.

She turned around and looked admiringly at her date. At 6 feet, Billie was well formed, with the sleek muscles of a heavy runner and an ass you could bounce a coin off of; she could definitely do worse. He wore jeans like herself with a t-shirt and his team's jacket. Reminding her that he was still in high school. What a pity.

"Alright then handsome, lets lock up and go have some fun." She said with a smile. The boy blushed and nodded. She closed her office door and walked with him to her front door, turning the open sign closed and locking the door behind them.

Back in her office, the angel's eyes glowed a cool white blue. In response, the Demon's eyes glowed a bright crimson red.

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At the fair, Keelie kept her focus on the parade of floats going throughout the streets. She cheered along with the rest of the town, not noticing how Billie's eyes briefly glowed a cool blue before returning to their normal brown.

"Oh look at that one! Mrs. Grail from the flower shop must have done that one!" She called out with appreciation. The float was covered from head to toe in brilliant brightly colored roses. "She must have been working on it for weeks!"She looked over to the boy and he just smiled. She returned the smile and returned her focus to the front.

For another few hours they wondered the fair, eating cotton candy, ridding a merry-go-round. She felt like a teenager again. They were on their way back to her store now.

"This was fun Billie, I enjoyed it. I just need to get something from my office real quick and then I'll walk you home." She unlocked her door and entered. He followed her in. As she went to her office, she did not hear the click of the front door's lock. 

"I'll just be a moment!" She called back to him. She stood with her back to the door as she went through some papers in her desk. She never saw it coming.

From behind, Bill had grabbed a bookend and slammed it into her head, knocking her unconscious to the floor. His eyes glowed with the same light-blue light as he undid the belt of his jeans. 

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When she came too, she moaned into a gag. Just under her B-cup breasts was Billie's belt,wrapped tightly around her, holding her arms securely behind her back. She was completely naked and struggled against her refinements. 

"I wouldn't if I were you. You'll hurt yourself." Billie said in a cold voice. She struggled as he pushed her forward against her desk. "I've been dreaming of doing this for sooooo long Miss Maine." She screamed against her gag not hearing the water from a water bottle splashing to the floor. He laughed. "Don't worry, you'll like it Miss Maine." He said with that same cruel laugh. She struggled harder as she felt something pressed against her pussy and screamed as it was shoved inside her. Billie had pushed the empty water bottle face up, into her pussy.

"Now for the fun part." He picked up the case of Vaseline that he had brought over from her first aid kit and began to stroke his cock. Normally, it was 5" long and 4" thick, but something was unnatural about it now. It had grown 3 sizes longer and 3 sizes wider. Veins pulsed painfully as he rubbed it. He hissed at the friction, Holding her pinned down, he pushed his cock against her small ass hole. She screamed into her gag, knowing that she had never taken anything up there. He didn't hesitate. With one big push, he thrust his member deep into her ass. 

She screamed from the pain. Her ass was burning and he wasn't letting up. He thrust into her tight ass like a man possessed. "Oh god yeah! You like it don't you! Feel me growing inside of you? You need this baby!" He called out as he pounded into her. With each thrust he reached deeper and stretched wider. Despite the pain, her body was responding. She felt her own cum dripping into the water bottle. She shut her eyes to the pain, whimpering like an animal. 

"Your a slut Miss Keelie. A big slut. I bet you beg to get fucked all the time." He growled as he pounded her. "This tight ass has been begging for it all night. How long can you keep up Miss Maine?" He laughed harshly, picking up the pace. She was being pounded so hard into the desk that it had been pushed against the wall. He continued this for nearly two hours before cumming. 

He was breathing heavily when he pulled out of her. Billie pulled the water bottle out of her and smirked. The bottle was nearly half full of her cum. "I expected more form you Miss Keelie...but this will do for now." With that, he caped the bottle and left her collapsed at the floor.

It took her several minutes to regain her strength. It took another few for her to realize he was gone. She closed her eyes with relief, swearing that she'll use all her power to curse Bill Mitchel. It took her a some time to notice the cigarette smoke coming from her desk.

"...Poor kid. Never stood a chance." A husky voice muttered. She shot up and pushed herself against a wall. "Relax woman. A forced woman never really turned me on." The voice said to her.

She looked up at the owner of the voice and felt like whimpering. Sitting on top of her desk was a man dressed all in military black. The only color was the red stars studding his collar. The man had a dark tan, well formed muscles stretched his clothing. It was, however, his face that got to her. A nice wide chin, dimples etched next to a sensual mouth. A long, strong nose, that seemed to be slightly crooked due to a bad break. Shaggy ebony-black hair, and piercing ruby eyes. The man before her was definitely not human.

Oran looked down at the woman with interest. She was stunning. Normally, he would love to woo such a creature to his bed, but like he had told her, he didn't like forced women. This one would come to him willingly. Unfortunately, that wasn't now.

"So...Hi" He took a long drag of his cigarette.

She forced herself to look directly at the man, not daring to move. She watched as he got up and rather nonchalantly, walked over to her. His feet where covered with tall soft leather black boots that made absolutely no sound as he moved. He removed her gag slowly, then unbound her arms. He backed up and sat against her desk, continuing to smoke.

".....who....who are you?" Her voice sounded ruff and unsteady.

"Call me Oran. And before you start cursing the very air that kid breaths, I suggest you wait a moment miss Fay."

That got her attention. Who the hell was this man. He was no Fay. How did he know she had Fay blood. Who the hell was he? She was about to ask him just as he interrupted her.

"The kid was under the control of one very big idiot. He doesn't like to get his hands dirty, so he took control of the boy. Personally, I could think of so many fun ways to retract a Fay's cum without force. But he lacks imagination."

"Wait....what? I don't understand...."

He held up the book that she had forgotten from the day before. "A couple of centuries ago, I trapped myself and the idiot into this book. Making it so only a being of immortal blood could release us. It wasn't my smartest move...but beggars can't be choosers."

"...so then this "idiot" is the angel?"

"Very good! Now I suppose you want to know why I'm here." She nodded. "Pretty much the same reason he used the kid." He watched as fear flashed into her eyes as she looked around for an escape root. "Relax. I told you, I don't force women. Look, I can't go any further then 10 feet from the book." He demonstrated and she watched as his body began to flicker and almost vanish. He took a step back. "Unlike the idiot...I can take my form outside of the book. I just can't go very far." he took another drag of smoke.

"...OK so you say you need my...my..." She turned bright red making him grin. "Well then doesn't that mean he beat you?" She asked.

"Nope...unfortunately for you...it will take several visits for him to take enough."

Fear flashed into her face. He bent down in front of her. Just inside his radius. "Look, you can cower all you want, but wouldn't you like some good old fashioned revenge?"

She looked up at him with those sexy eyes and he groaned inwardly.

"I'm listening."

"Unfortunately I can only manifest the same time Haren does, so I have my limits, but free me. If you free me willingly, I'll be twice as powerful as he could be from force." She looked up at him. "If you free me before he does, I can trap him inside there forever. If he escapes the same time I do, I will seal him. I'm not the demon prince for nothing." He grinned and winked at her.

In her head, she ran all the information she had on the demon prince. He could easily trick her into complying. It took her a moment but she remembered something her father had taught her about the demon race and smiled.

"Alright, but on one condition. You take a blood oath with me." She looked him straight into his eyes.

Oran blinked. The girl was smarter then she looked. "You do realize this will bind me to you for all time, till you, yourself releases me. All the trouble I could release into the world will fall to your responsibilities."

She grinned. "True, but you'll be forced to do my bidding, which includes keeping your oath to me. I'll promise to release you."

"...Don't make promises Fay. I'll give you the blood oath. But on the condition that you give yourself to me upon each visit. Now included."

She took a deep breath and nodded. He flashed her his smile and held out his hand to her. Despite her fears she took it and he pulled her into his arms. He felt warm, like a crackling fire.

"Tonight, I will please you. You deserve it after the night you've been having." He flicked his cigarette out and took her lips into his. She moaned against him. He gently picked her up and sat her up on her desk. Spreading her legs free, he lowered his head and nipped at her bud. She gasped, sliding her fingers into his silky hair. His tongue flicked over it several times before sliding lower to her entrance.

She let out a loud moan when she felt his tongue slide inside of her. Need built up as she rocked against his face. Pressure bubbled and her first orgasm hit hard. She watched, through heavy lids, as he drank every drop. He brought her to an orgasm several times before she lay panting on the desk. She found herself purring when he pulled away.

Now this was a site. She lay before him, with her chest heaving for air. If he had more time, he would lick her all over again. Instead he pulled out a dagger from his boot. She jumped back. 

"Easy love." He slashed his palm and then hers. She hissed from the pain. He held his hand out to her as he took hers in his free hand. Bringing it to his mouth, he began to lick her blood. Shivering, she did the same. She found the action utterly intimate and found herself longing for more. This man would be bound to her for all eternity....Demented angel's aside...This was going to be fun.

Haren's Folly Ch. 02



So, so far so good, right? Well I like it. I am open to some suggestions on the rather "uncomfortable" predicaments our heroine will fall into. I hope you enjoy.

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Oran sat on the roof of the bookstore and watched the people walk by. Without the book, he remained invisible...more like a ghost really. Unable to touch anything. How bloody boring. He however could in fact mess with the herding humans.

He found his target. An obnoxious business man was walking down the street, paying no attention to his surroundings as he spoke loudly on the phone. Oran waited for the right moment before grinning. His eyes glowed that same warm ember and the man tripped over nothing, landing face first into the large breasts of a store clerk. She screamed and started whacking him with the broom she had been using. Oran laughed hysterically, falling over on his side.

"It is not funny you evil thing." Came an annoyingly righteous voice from behind him. Oran didn't bother to turn. Behind him, standing at 6feet, with pale ivory skin, glittery blonde locks and ice blue eyes stood the most annoying bastard Oran had ever known.

"So nice of you to join me Angel. I was beginning to wonder about you." Oran muttered through his cigarette.

"You are corrupting their souls!"

"Says the man who rapes women."

"I do no such thing. I grant them their greatest desires. All night, the boy had been fantasizing about that whore's ass. Who am I to stop him." He shrugged.

"She ain't no whore you bastard. She's a woman. Treat her with respect." Oran cursed inwardly. He wished his master would just take him back already.

"She's a demon in a pretty shell. Nothing more."

"She's a Fay, not a demon. You angels think anything not human is a demon. What would make that of you?"

"I am a being of God's will. I need not answer to filth such as you."

"Yeah, yeah. I hope you enjoy the view. I'll make sure you never get out." With that, he flicked his cigarette butt at him and vanished.

The angel grinned cruelly. We shall see about that. He thought. After all, He just needed a few more visits to the whore before he was free.

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Several days had passed since she made a blood oath to Oran. She learned that Billie had no recollection of what he had done that night. She didn't want to tell him. She worked all through the day and into the night, briefly wondering what Oran was up too. On more then one occasion she found herself daydreaming about how his tongue licked her dry. No one had ever made her that horny before in her life. She shook away the thoughts and began to close up. She needed a drink.

As she walked home, she decided to stop at Ray's bar. This time of night, it was just Ray working. She opened the door and was greeted by the man's warm smile.

"Hey there beautiful. The usual?" He asked her. Ray was well into his mid 40's but he wasn't to out of shape. Sure he had a slight bulge of a belly but that was nothing compared to some of the younger patrons of his place. He wasn't tall, but he was a man with large muscles, suggesting that he was one hell of a fighter in his youth.

"Absolutely." She took her usual spot at the bar and sighed. "How's business Ray?" she watched him make her favorite drink with mild interest.

"About the same as always this time of night." Ray handed her the drink and watched longingly as those mouthwatering lips took a swing of alcohol. God how he wanted that mouth.

"Isn't that the truth. Damn it Ray, if business doesn't pick up I might be in trouble." she muttered. The alcohol slid down her throat like heaven's ambrosia. She did not notice Ray's eyes glow.

"That's a shame to hear Keelie...real shame." He poured her another drink and watched her down it. He continued with their talk, pouring stronger alcohol into her drink each time, until her speech began to slur.

"Hey....Ray hic what are you doing? Hic. She barely managed to say a sentence. Her speech was so slurred even she couldn't tell what she was saying. Ray took her to a pool table and lay her on top of the green felt. Making it so her head hung over the side and her arms and legs were bound to the posts.

"I've wanted to do this since you first came in here 3 years ago." He pushed her skirt high up to her waist and tore her panties free. Even drunk she let out a scream of protest. He ignored her, taking two cue balls from the pockets, he pushed them up her ass. She screamed.

"I know how wet your ass makes you, slut." He took an empty bear bottle and shoved it up her pussy. Taking his time, he fucked her with it. She screamed out, begging for him to stop. He forced her to orgasm twice before leaving it deep inside of her. The bottle, already jiggling with her juices.

He walked over to her face and freed his aching member. She moaned and begged him to let her go. He grinned and rammed his cock into that sexy mouth of hers. She gagged every time he hit the back of her throat.

"Oh yes! Take it all down. That's it." Ray muttered as he rammed her mouth. His balls slapped her face each time, making him grow harder and larger in her throat. "You like cock don't you bitch? Your getting wet aren't you? I bet you've been wanting cock all day long." He picked up his pace. Her lips grew larger as he bruised them but he didn't stop. Just like when Billie had fucked her, Ray didn't slow down for hours. "Oh god, yes. That's it bitch. I bet your soaking now ain't you?" Ray cursed as his own orgasm finally began to take him. He pounded into her like a mad man until at last he came. With each wild thrust, he forced her to swallow his cum. He made sure she drank every last drop before the blood drained from his head and he passed out. Unlike the much younger Billie, Ray did not have the stamina to maintain that fuck fest.

Keelie moaned through her swollen mouth. She tried to free herself but could not. On the table, in her purse, the book began to glow. Oran manifested just a few inches away from her.

"Well the idiot didn't think this time did he?"

"Oran...please..." She begged him to free her. Her demon prince smiled and untied one of her bindings.

"I'm afraid I can't get to the other ones Princess. Outside of my zone." He watched as she forced herself up and untied herself. She pushed the cue balls out of her with a gasping moan. She didn't want to admit it, but her ass was making it easy for that bastard. She had gone to pull out the bottle but it was already gone. She moaned and crawled over to her prince in shinning armor.

Without hesitating, Oran picked her up gently. "Grab your bag Mistress, I'm taking you home." His voice was like liquid silk to her ears. She nodded and grabbed it on their way out.

"Why didn't you come sooner?" She whimpered against his warm chest.

"If I could have, I would have burned him alive for touching you. But I can't. The book has rules...and we can't be out at the same time. Not physically anyways." He brought her back to her small brownstone apartment and carried her inside. She moaned when he placed her down on her bed.

She took his hand and pulled him forward. "Part of the agreement was that I had to give myself to you every time you come out. I want that man's taste out of my mouth." He moaned when she laid him down on her bed and began to undress him.

"As you wish mistress." He said through half opened eye-lids. He watched how she removed his shirt and took in a deep breath of appreciation.

She wanted to lick every inch of him. He looked like a god from centuries ago. Well toned broad muscles covered his chest and abs. What caught her eyes was, however, the rune tattoos that went from his left shoulder-blade and traveled down to disappear within his trousers. Eager to see more, she pulled off his boots and slid her hands in between his pants and skin. He hissed as he felt her hands on his cock. Intrigued, she slowly pulled his pants down only to look up in stunned surprise. The runes had continued down to disappear at his cock, which stood to attention at 9" long and nearly 5" thick. She had never seen anything so big.

"You like what you see Keelie?" He whispered huskily.

She gulped. He was definitely not human. Lucky for her, her Fay blood can adjust better then a normal human's. Finding her courage, she crawled up on top of him and kissed him for the first time. He tasted like hot spiced apple cider. No man should taste this good. Like sin itself. She felt her fingers slide into his thick hair as she deepened the kiss, drinking him in. Gone where her thoughts from earlier that night, gone was the bad taste of Ray in her mouth. All she could taste was him. And she hasn't even gotten to the good part yet! Her tongue began a hot battle with his own as her teeth nipped at his lips.

Oran drank her in. She tasted so sweet, all he could do was lean back and enjoy. He had many women in his lifetime, hell he was probably older then her father, but damn she tasted like nothing he ever encountered. He had many different types of lovers over the years. Many were other demons such as succubus' and she-devils. Others where normal human, and even a few full blooded Fay's. At this moment in time, he couldn't remember a single one of them. He leaned back and let her take control.

Keelie's tongue had slid from his lips and was now on his earlobe. She nipped and sucked at his skin, savoring the taste. Each part of him tasted different. She heard him growl deep in his throat when she spent to long there. She nipped it one last time before licking her way down his neck, paying extra attention to his Adam's Apple. This was quickly becoming a favorite past-time. Her pussy was so wet she could hear her juices squish together. Moaning, she went over to her nightstand and pulled out a small, wide candle. He raised an eyebrow.

"I need something to hold my cum" She said in heavy breaths. "You need to drink it right?" He watched as she slowly pushed the candle deep inside of herself, blocking her cum deep inside her body. He groaned.

Keelie gasped with excitement, not at the candle that was now deep inside of her, but at the starved look he was giving her. He wanted her, and she couldn't think of anything better in the entire world. Letting out a moan of her own, she returned to her last position over his skin,taking special care in tracing his rune tattoos with her tongue. He hissed as she went lower and lower. Her body was aching for him but her mouth was starved for his taste.

Her tongue dipped into the crevasses of his abs, taking special attention to his belly-button. She licked and nipped at his skin till he was cursing from the pressure. Her eyes went down to his cock and they grew wide. He had actually grown two more sizes! A normal human woman would die on that thing. Mind you, she would die very happily, but she would die; guaranteed. Licking her now mouthwatering lips, she lowered her head to his cock and began to lick it like her favorite piece of candy.

Oran cursed in his own language. Normally he could control the size his cock would grow, only growing as large as the woman could take him comfortably, which varied depending on the species. Now he stared down at her, completely and utterly shocked. Standing at attention was his cock at full size, which he himself only experienced when he pleasured himself. He watched as Keelie took his giant head in her mouth, scrapping his skin slightly. He screamed out with need, forcing himself back. He held onto the bed's posts for dear life, regretting terrible, his earlier decision of giving her control.

Keelie nibbled and sucked on his monstrous cock. Her pussy was begging to slid it deep inside of her. She didn't care that it would penetrate to her womb. He couldn't get over how good he tasted. While his mouth tasted like hot apple-cider, his dick tasted like warm whiskey, sliding down the back of ones throat. She wished she could take him all in just from his taste. Taking one last hungry lick, she moved down to his ball sack. Licking her lips again, she took one into her mouth. He shouted out a spew of curses as her tongue swirled around him. She wanted him inside of her. She wanted his balls slapping against her skin as he skewered her. She couldn't understand why she wanted this man so much. How her very being demanded he claim her. She sucked on his ball until it began to pulse against her tongue. Grinning, she then moved to the other one and did the same thing.

Oran's body arched up towards her. God it looked like his cock was turning blue! He needed to be inside of her. He needed to spill his seed into her womb. No...that he could only do if she granted it. God he hated the blood oath. He couldn't even cum without her say. OK so that idea was a little hot; on a normal day. Right now his inner demon's were demanding to claim her as his mate. Demanding to make her his only. If the thought had gone through his mind just hours before, he would have laughed thinking himself crazy.

"Oh god Oran." She moaned. "Suck me, drink every drop." she moaned. Her pussy was so full of cum she knew she would explode. She knew if his cock filled her now she would reach an orgasm so great the candle would shoot out. He needed her cum before he took her.

He hissed and pulled her over him. Slowly his fingers slid inside of her an she screamed out in ecstasy. Her body thrashed against him as he pulled the candle out of her. Her juices slid from her pussy like a fountain. He brought her down to hi face and drank. She rode his mouth as wave after wave of pleasure filled her. Orgasms hit her hard, but Oran didn't stop. He sucked her till her body shock from sheer force. His own cock was screaming to be inside of her.

"Oh god Oran! Yes, YES! GOD!!" Her body was demanding him inside her. Almost in a daze, she pulled away fro his mouth. He hissed in protest. She got on all fours and held her ass up to him. In her blank need, she no longer cared that her ass burned every time something was up there. "Oran I want your giant cock in my ass. I want you to tare me apart." She hissed through her hot breath. He growled and didn't hesitate. Placing his throbbing head at her hole, he slowly pushed his way in.

Keelie screamed out in a mix of pain and pleasure. He steadily pushed his cock in till her buttocks pressed against his balls. He hissed in pure delight. He had taken his entire dick up her ass. She moaned from the pain/pleasure of it. He waited a moment and then he suddenly began to move. Slowly at first, but soon his pace increased as his thrust his aching member deep inside his woman.

"Ah, ah ah" she couldn't speak. Despite his size, she found herself pressing into each thrust. He cursed and moaned and whimpered with delight. His cock was burning to spill his seed.

"Oran, oh god! Ah....ah...ah" she couldn't even complete her sentences.

"Oh Hell! Keelie I need to cum! Let me fill you with my seed!" he hissed with need. The desire was so great, he was beginning to see red.

"Yes...oh YES! I...want...you...in..mouth!" she moaned when he pulled out of her. He turned her around and with one great thrust, he pushed his head into her mouth. Her hands began to squeeze his balls and he exploded. His hands rubbed his own cock as he pushed stream after stream of his seed down her throat.

Keelie just kept drinking him. Her hands didn't stop milking him till her belly was full of him. He pulled away and gasped as more cum covered her face and clothing. It was the first time she had realized she was still wearing clothes. When he finished, he collapsed onto her bed and moaned. Beside him, she removed her cum soaked clothing and slid beside him, curling up into his arms.

"I doubt the angel will have half the amount of cum you drank. I can't believe how horny you make me." Her face was a permanent shade of red.

Oran grinned. "What can I say? I bring out the evil in people." She nudged him playfully. "You just wait until I fill that womb of yours. You think your horny for me now, you have no idea."

She laughed and snuggled closer. She wondered vaguely what her father would say about her demon lover and sighed. That would be one hell of a conversation.



Haren's Folly Ch. 03



I would like to say first off, I am really enjoying this story. I hope you enjoy reading it. I can not get over how many typo's I had in the last chapter, I knew my keyboard had issues but damn! I'm going to have to fix that when I finish the story. I am running out of ideas, so any suggestions would be appreciated. Well on that note...Have fun reading!

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Keelie woke up alone. She had reached for Oran when the morning light had hit her face, all she found was an empty bed. She looked at the spot with disappointment. Was it so much to ask to wake up with the man? She sighed and slipped from her bed sheets, her naked body shivered in the cool morning air. She barely had enough time to put on an oversized t-shirt when her bedroom door slammed open.

"What's this I hear about you being hunted by a demon!" Her father roared. He was a tall, burly man, with large muscles, flaming red hair, bushy beard, and yellow-green eyes that fumed from anger.

"...Once again papa, you have your information wrong. To be specific, I am being hounded by an angel, and the man I took as a lover is the demon." She slipped on a pair of panties. Modesty was long lost on her father, she didn't see why she should care now. So many years of him barging in; just like this, while she was bathing; or, on more hilarious times, having sex. At least this time she wasn't entirely naked.

"...Please tell me I did not hear you right girl. Tell me you did not just say you took a demon as a lover." He was not pleased with the thought, and it was quite obvious on his face.

"You heard me right. You have been bothering me over my love life. A side from the rather annoying encounters of late, it's been very active lately." She was more exhausted over the angel's actions then traumatized. She didn't like being forced, but her mind was far stronger then a normal human's.

"I meant a HUMAN lover, or even, heaven forbid, a Fay! Not a creature of evil!" He took a seat at the edge of her bed and rubbed his temple, his large hands hiding most of his face. 

"Sorry to disappoint you but I am very fond of this one. Besides he's more a troublemaker then evil. The evil one is that perverted Angel. Who would have thought, right?" She said that last part out loud more for herself then her father.

"Keelie listen. It is very, VERY dangerous for you to take a demon to bed. Since you both have immortal blood, if you bare his child you will be bound to him for eternity. You will never be free of him. Not even through death."

"I am aware of the dangers, thank you very much. Maybe I wouldn't mind being bound to him. He already took a blood oath to me." It had been the first time she had honestly thought about what could come to pass with Oran. She vaguely remembered him mentioning filling her womb...did that mean he wanted to claim her? Since when did the man jump ahead to these things? Wasn't it her job to get all sappy and starry eyed? She even misses her timing on this? Of course she wasn't stupid enough to say any of this to her old man.

"He did WHAT?!" He shot up off the bed and looked at her in complete disbelief.

"It started out as a precaution with a deal I made with him. I wasn't stupid enough to except a demon's word alone. Although he probably would have kept it..." 

"Keelie, I forbid you to see this creature. I forbid it!"

"Oh? Wasn't that what grandpa had said about you and my mother? Or how about that harpy you slept with, maybe the mermaid or the succubus? Didn't think I knew about that last one did you? You listen carefully old man, I may have half your blood, but I have mother's temperament, so don't you dare mess with me! I plan on sleeping with Oran for a VERY long time and if you say anymore about "Forbidding" it, I'll kick you out on your ass and make sure mother knows exactly how many affairs you had in the past year!" She stormed out of the room and into her kitchen. She needed coffee.

For a moment, her father just stood their with his mouth gaping open. She was definitely her mother's daughter...and that was terrifying. Then the name of the man they had been arguing over hit him and he ran after her.

" Keelie, did you just say Oran...as in prince Oran? The most powerful demon of the underworld?" He watched her down a large cup of coffee...why the hell did human's need such crap every morning he didn't know. Just give him a morning rump and he was wide awake. 

"His name is Oran...I can't remember if he said he was a prince or not. Why? What does it matter? He's still a demon."

"It's a hell of a lot worse Keelie. He is not just dangerous, he is deadly. He had been missing for nearly four centuries and he is still being talked about with fear. For the love of God, He's older then me!" He hoped maybe the age in itself would discourage her. Truthfully he had no idea how his daughter came in contact with the missing prince, but the situation was grave.

"...he barely looks 26. OK the age thing isn't exactly a turn on but I refuse to stop seeing him! I think I might be in..." Her face turned crimson as she tried to say the words.

"Don't! Don't even say it! ...If this is truly what you want...and you are prepared for the repercussions, I won't say anymore. I suppose having a demonic grandchild is better then no grandchild." 

"Dad...let me ask you something. Why, for the love of all that is holy, do you want a grandchild? You are immortal, you can have thousands of kids."

"Simple. I don't care for parenting."

The look she gave her father was nothing short of hilarious. Her face sagged and her eyes seemed a little dead inside. "Thank you papa for that lovely statement."

"When you've been a father for a dozen or so children for generations it becomes exhausting. Let someone else handle all the crying and the whining."

"Oh joy, something to look forward too. Look dad, I have to get ready for work so I'll talk to you later, OK? " with that she closed the bathroom door on his face and went about her morning.

"...My son's going to be a demon...and Dad thought I had issues..." He shook his head and left his daughter to her morning. He was going to have to dig up some dirt on the demon prince.

'''''''''''''

Twenty-four hours passed and fly-boy hadn't sent out another attack yet. Keelie began to feel impatient, due to the fact that she wouldn't see Oran until after the perv attacked. Just her luck. She stared down at the book's cover at her lover's image. "Can't you come out already? We have things to talk about. Stop being a typical man, running away from issues." .....She waited for a response but nothing happened. "Look at me, I'm talking to a book."

She packed the book away in her bag and decided to close up early today. She had an errand to run before she went home anyhow. She gathered up the small box of kid books that sat at her desk and locked her store up. Knowing her neighbor was a preschool teacher helped her get rid of so many unwanted books. She hated when they just sat on shelves collecting dust. It took her sometime to carry the box down the few blocks to her neighborhood. By the time she reached her neighbor's house, she felt sweaty and a bit out of breath. She rang the doorbell and waited.

Behind the front door, Jillian's eyes glowed ice-blue. Her teenage daughter stood behind her as her own fallowed suit. Both her and her daughter were lookers. They shared sun-blonde hair and gray-blue eyes. While Jillian's figure was that of an adult woman, all curves and a busty chest; her daughter, Maggie was thin and well toned. Jillian opened the door with a smile.

Keelie greeted the two woman with a smile as well. "Hey Jill, I have another batch of books for you."

"Oh thank you Keelie, I can't tell you how much the children love these books." She helped bring the books in. "Won't you come in? Maggie and I were about to have some Tea. She was just telling me how much she dislikes senior year." She said with a chuckle. 

"Yeah it's a real drag. None of the kids are mature at all. I wish they acted more like adults." Maggie said with a smile.

"...Sure why not? I could use a brake." She entered her neighbor's home and closed the door. After a few minutes of waiting, they sat at the kitchen table with the tea.

"So tell me Maggie, isn't their someone your interested in? Surely that would make things more exciting." Keelie asked as she sipped her tea. When was the last time she had some girl time?

The teenager laughed. "Well there is someone...but he's just to immature. Nothing like you or the older guys." 

"My daughter is 18 going on 30." Jillian joked. The women spent nearly an hour chatting away. Keelie enjoyed the company immensely. It had been a very long time since she sat down to gossip with a bunch of girls.

"I'll be right back, I need to use the little girls room" Maggie said. Leaving the two older woman alone.

"She's something Jill. I'm a bit jealous."

"Yes she is. With her father and I on bad terms, she's pretty much what saved me." The two woman smiled at each other. Keelie hugged the woman gently, wishing she could help with her pain, just a little. She and her husband Greg were not having a quite divorce, and the entire town new it.

"...I miss him sometimes Keelie...but most of the time I am relieved he is gone. Is that normal?" She asked within the embrace.

"Sure it is. We all need human companionship. Sometimes we are stuck with jerks, but we get buy. If we are lucky, we find someone really great to take away the loneliness." she said with affection.

Jillian took this as her moment to move and kissed Keelie straight on the lips. Keelie was taken back and her mouth gasped in shock. Jillian pushed her tongue deep inside and deepened the kiss. Keelie tried to push away but the other woman pinned her against the kitchen counter. "I've been so lonely Keelie. I need to be touched soooo much." the older woman moaned against her skin.

"Now, wait...Jillian, this isn't..." She was muffled by Jillian's lips again. The woman pushed her shirt up and grasped both of Keelie's breasts in her hands. Despite herself, she let out a moan of pleasure. Jillian's leg rubbed erotically against her pussy, sending the little buds of friction straight to her clitoris. She moaned as Jillian pulled her shirt off and unlatched her bra. Without hesitating, Jillian took one of her pert nipples into her mouth and sucked hard. Keelie let out a loud moan, letting the woman back her up into a small coach. She fell back into the seat while Jillian sucked. She took her own shirt off and began to remove Keelie's skirt.

Keelie moaned as she felt a smaller hand slide between her legs. Maggie had come back to join them, turning Keelie's face to her and kissed her hard. Maggie had removed her own clothing aside from her bra and panties. "I don't like being left out." She muttered against Keelie's lips.

Jillian pulled Keelie's skirt and underwear free, taking the liberty of slipping her fingers inside her pussy along with her daughters. Keelie screamed out as wave after wave of pleasure filled her. She knew this was most likely Haren's doing, but she couldn't fight back at all. Unlike the last few times, the woman were gentle, overwhelming her with hot spasms of need. Before she could really think, she was completely naked. Jillian had removed her own clothing and slid something into Keelie's pussy. She let out a moan, the deeper the older woman pushed. She then moved to push Keelie fully onto the coach, crawling on top of her, pressing her larger breasts into hers as she took her lips.

Suddenly Keelie jumped up against Jillian. Maggie had taken her clitoris into her mouth and began to suck and nibble. She let out a loud moan as the first orgasm hit her. They continued this until she felt Jillian's own juices flowing against Keelie's leg. She pulled away and moved so she sat on Keelie's face. 

Keelie gasped as the other woman began grinding her pussy against her mouth. Her tongue slipped into her folds and she began to lick and nip at her insides. At Keelie's other end, Maggie moved so her legs scissored her own and began to grind her pussy against her own. Loud gasps of female enjoyment filled the room. Keelie felt whatever was in her pussy rub harder inside her and she screamed as another orgasm took her. He knew this was that damn Angel's doing, but she couldn't help it this time. She was turned on. 

In college, she had experimented with women, she found she liked the differences but she craved a man between her legs much more. So when she finished college, she didn't sleep with women again. Now, however, aside from Oran, this was the best damn sex she has had in a long time. She screamed out when Maggie bit down on her right nipple. Jillian was sucking her right. The women screamed so loud she was sure they could be heard outside. It was nearly another hour before Jillian passed out and Maggie pulled out what Keelie now saw as a glass jar from her pussy filled with come. She giggled and left Keelie panting against her mothers breasts.

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It took her a little to long for her to get home then she would have liked. The moment the front door was closed, she began to undress as she walked to her bathroom. She left her purse near the sink and began to fill her oversized bathtub with hot water. Mixing her favorite bubble bath, she slipped in the seductive waters with a moan. 

"Did you enjoy yourself?" He said with a somewhat bitter tone. He was sitting at the largest edge of her tub which was directly against her glass shower. She jumped slightly.

"Geez Oran...you could go easy on me you know. I've been waiting for you to come out."

"Don't change the subject." His eyes gleamed an ugly red with anger. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

"...Look Oran...I won't lie, It was much better then the last two times. But its mostly your fault!"

He raised an eyebrow in that sexy way of his and her toes curled under the soap bubbles. "You want to explain that one to me?"

"I had spent two days without you, you leave my bed without saying a word, and now your angry because I was forced to have sex again by your perverted rival." 

"Really? That's your reasoning is it? I couldn't stay in your bed despite the fact that I would have liked to, do to the fucking book. I can't show myself until after that bastard does something, and I am angry because MY woman enjoyed having sex with her next door neighbors while they were being possessed by my rival."

She found herself speechless. His explanations were more then reasonable, but he had referred to her as His woman...what the hell did that mean? And why wasn't she pissed? She should be pissed at the way he spoke of her, but instead she wanted him to say it again.

"Well? Anything to say for yourself woman?" He growled.

She slipped from the waters, covered in nothing but dripping water and white soap. She approached him and whispered into his ear. "Then hurry up and claim me you idiot. I'm not waiting for you forever."

He growled again, this time with enjoyment, as he picked her up and tossed her back into the water. She screamed out with laughter as he joined her, claiming her mouth with his. As he kissed her, she frantically removed his clothing, tossing the wet rags over the side of the tub. He moaned when she grabbed his cock under the water, wanting nothing more then to shove it home between her legs. He practically whimpered as he freed his cock form her. 

"As much as I would love to do what you want, it would be to dangerous for me to fill you now Love. Not until after I finish things with Haren." He moaned against her lips.

Keelie however, wouldn't have any of it. Using her own arms to pin his against the tubs walls, she thrust her tongue deep into his mouth. While she devoured his mouth, she moved closer to him. When she was close enough, and without hesitation, she thrust his throbbing cock into her aching core. They both screamed out in ecstasy. He growled at her to stop, trying to still her, but she didn't hesitate. 

"Take me Oran, take me now. I want you ridding me so hard I'm pressed against the tiles." She whispered against his ear, her tongue licking it's edges. "Hurry! I want you so much it hurts Oran."

Something snapped. He knew it would be her end if he failed with Haren now. The thought of him loosing her forever was terrifying, but he could no longer turn back. He pressed her into the tub, her head resting against the side. He lifted her legs up, hooking them to his elbows as he pushed his cock, inch by painful inch, deeper into her tight pussy. She screamed out.

"Oh god Yes!! That's it, fill me! Don't stop!" She came just from him beginning to penetrate her. It had been a very long time since she lost her virginity, but his sheer size made her feel untouched all over again. He was reaching places no man ever came close too. She screamed out even louder when his head pressed against her womb.

Upon reaching it, he began to slowly move in and out of her, sending tremor of pleasure through her entire body. She moaned and lifter her hips up to receive him, begging him to go faster. As he picked up speed, the water sloshed over the sides of the tub. 

"YES, YES YESSSSS!" Her screams grew louder, sending him over the edge in a hot frenzy. Without pulling out of her, he lifted her out of the tubs waters and slammed her against the tiles. He held her tightly as he pounded into her. She could barely let out a gasp as her body hit yet another orgasm. He felt his cock swell and she moaned.

"You wanted this so much, well then take it! You are mine and only mine. No one else will give you such pleasure." He growled against her skin, not once slowing down. "Say it! Say you belong to me!"

"Ah...ah...ah...I...ah...be...belong...to...youuu!" She screamed the last part as yet another orgasm took her. Her body shook from the constant pleasure. She moaned when his pace picked up yet again as his own climax began to hit him. He groaned as blood pulsed through his cock. In a frenzy, he pounded so hard into her she screamed, her body, lowly milking him until his cum burst from him, filling her womb and pussy. He continued to push his cum into her, making her body take all of him. She moaned when the last of it pulsed through him. He pressed her against the tiles, this time to regain his breath.

"Oh baby....when can we do that again?" She giggled against his skin. He nipped at her neck making her giggle. He picked her up again and slid her back into the water, slowly cleaning her. His touch once again made her body hot and her legs weak. He took his time cleaning her, and then without hesitating, he bent down and began to lick her legs. She gasped as he moved slowly up her legs and in between her thighs. Grinning, she took her sensitive bud between his teeth and nipped gently. She screamed out louder then ever before as her body shook.

He licked and nipped until she thrashed under him. The tubs water now barely at her waist. Taking one last nip, he lifted her legs higher and dove his tongue seep inside. She cursed out a moan as he drank her. His thumb rubbed roughly against her clitoris. She moaned and whimpered, her body erupting into climax after climax. Oran drank his fill, not stopping until she lay panting and completely exhausted in the now cool water. Smiling, he pulled the tubs plug out and picked her up out of the tub. He grabbed a towel an carried her to bed. Upon laying her down, he leisurely dried her skin. He bent down and licked the few droplets of water of her breasts. She let out yet another moan.

"My time is almost up Keelie." He said against her skin. She moaned and pulled him into her arms, pressing his weight down onto her. 

"Stay. Fill me again Oran...I want you again" she said against his chest. Her body was so very tired, but all she wanted was for him to stay.




Haren's Folly Ch. 03



"We both know you can't handle another go just yet Love." He nipped at her lips. "But now your mine for eternity. When I am free, we'll spend weeks fucking and making love." 

She smiled to herself. Knowing Oran...the two were very different. She knew that she had manipulated him into fucking her in the bathroom...She wondered how it would feel for him to make love to her instead. She found herself looking forward to those weeks.



Haren's Folly Ch. 04



....My brain malfunctioned today...it seems I'm not so sure where my FireBlood series is going anymore....ahhhhh that's not fair! I had such a nice writing spree too. If anyone has any suggestions I'm open for anything! 

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Keelie stared at her computer screen for almost an entire hour in exasperation. There was absolutely no record of any book with the name "Haren's Folly" anywhere. Being a book keeper, she knew all the places a rare book could be found, even the illegal ones; Still nothing. How the hell was she supposed to solve this thing with no information? Where did the bloody thing come from? Wait...of course!

She jumped from her desk and rampaged through her shipment records. She had purchased that particular shipment from an independent seller right here in town. Who was it? She found it! She did a little dance of joy when she found the right order form and looked at the name.

"Shipment sent by Celtic Circle" ...Celtic Circle...that's the MacKay's company! The MacKay's were one of the richest families in town. Nice enough people, but if anyone gets in the way of them making money, they better watch out. Grinning like a fool, she barely managed to grab her purse and lock up before running towards her car. She needed to get to the MacKay manor, and fast!

Outside of town on the highest hill, stood a mausoleum of a mansion. Keelie raced her small car up the hidden drive way, passed the oversized gates and up to the large marble front doors. Her car screeched to a halt and she jumped out of it, running up and ringing the elegant doorbell. 

She waited several excruciating minutes before she hear the click to the front door, She had expected one of the MacKay's many butlers to answer but was startled to see one of the Mackay twins themselves opening the door.

"Keelie Maine? Well this is as nice a surprise as I ever saw one." Nick MacKay flashed a charming grin. At 22 years old, Nickolas MacKay was a handsome man with dark brown hair and light blue eyes. At 5'11'' and 155 pounds, he was in good shape and used it to his advantage. "Hey Rick! Look who's paid us a visit?" he said from behind him. Behind him, an identical man poked his face out and grinned. 

"Hello, love of my life. Come on in." Rick said, as both brothers opened the door. Oh boy... here we go again...she thought.

"I'm sorry to bother you both...is your father here today?" she asked.

"Hear that Nick? She's asking for the old fart instead of one of us. I feel my heart breaking." Rick said dramatically. 

"It's horrible! What has this world come too?" Nick agreed with a grin. Keelie had to hold back a laugh. This routine was normal for the two young men, regardless of if the visitor was an old woman or a small child. They especially liked to poke fun of their father.

"Please boys!" she clutched her mouth to avoid encouraging them. "I need to ask your father something about an order I had placed with your main company." The boys had led her to a large library, with tall bookshelves and worn leather chairs. She had always loved this room in the MacKay house, and the boys new it. She sat down in one of the old love seats and looked up at them.

"Sorry to say, our father is out on business...why else do you think there aren't any servants here today?" Nick winked at her. It was well known in town that the boys tended to give the household a day off when their father was away. Usually it was so they could get away with mischief. So here she was alone with two handsome troublemakers and a rampaging angel out to get her. Well this was a smart move....she started to get up.

"Maybe we can help." Nick said, making her pause. 

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure we sent out that last shipment to you anyways." Rick said with a smile.

"You did? Well then maybe you can help me...I received a book I had not ordered in the shipment and wished to find out information on it."

"Oh...you mean that creepy book." Nick said.

"You mean the one with the angel and demon on it?" Rick asked to his brother. "Yeah that one was creepy." Both brothers nodded. "Glad to be rid of it" they said together. 

"You know it then! Can you tell me anything about it?" She asked eagerly.

"Just what's in it...Didn't you read it?" One of them asked. 

"Every time I try to...something comes up." She said

"Well let's see..." Nick poured a glass of water for her. "The story begins in Heaven. During this time, Heaven and Hell were at the brink of war, as they always are in these stories but in this book everything goes to hell because of one Angel."

"This Angel's name was Hermena, a pretty little thing with an unusually twisted mind. The book begins with Hermena placing a curse on her older brother, Haren. Forcing him to love her in...let's just say, unnatural ways."

The second name caught her attention quickly. 

"Now, before the curse, Haren was an Angel only interested in peace between the two realms, but as time passed and Hermena continued with her forced intercourse with her Brother, she began to warp his mind. Before long, Haren was at her complete mercy, doing whatever she wished to make her happy. For a time, Hermena was satisfied, turning her twisted fantasies into reality with her brother's help. There was however, one person who refused her advances. The Demon Prince Himself."

Keelie listened closely. 

"Hermena first met the Demon accidentally while he was in Heaven during a peace talk. She quickly became obsessed with him to the point of madness. Each time she would approach him with her most cunning of flirtations, each time, he would see right through her and turn her down. And with each refusal, she would take out her frustrations on Haren himself. She would rape him while screaming it was the Demon prince's fault, or she would force him to rape others in front of her, implanting pure hatred for the prince inside of him."

"As time passes, Haren begins to target the Prince himself. And with each attempt on the prince's life, war grew closer. The Demon Prince however, was no fool. He knew exactly what Hermena had done and he decided to take matters into his own hands. While pretending to finally give into her advances, he tricked her into confessing her crimes. It wasn't long before the rest of Heaven knew about her sceams either, and in order to save face, Hermena was executed."

So preoccupied with the story, Keelie did not notice a slight glow in her purse or Nick's eyes flicker that same dreadful blue. Something was dropped into her water just before she picked it up to drink.

"Now Haren wasn't happy, as you can imagine, and he wanted revenge. He planned the complete destruction of both realms. Unfortunately the Demon Prince saw it coming and before Haren could accomplish his goal the prince cast a spell that trapped both of them in an alternate dimension."

"...but why...why didn't the demon have a name?" Her head felt funny and her vision began to blurr. She didn't see Rick's eyes glow.

"The demon's very name is a powerful curse..." She didn't notice Rick's voice changing for a moment. "If one says it without his permission, you give up your very soul..." Keelie's eyes fluttered closed and she passed out.

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She woke up with a pounding headache. She was completely naked and face down on the leather loveseat she had been sitting on earlier with a gag strapped around her mouth. Her arms were bound behind her back with leather straps and her legs were held apart with the same straps. She sighed when she felt something deep inside of her cunt. Here we go again, she thought. She shifted against the loveseat and let out a loud gasp. On both her nipples and clitoris were metal clamps. With just the slightest movement, they pinched harder forcing her to moan in the gag. 

"It seems our new pet is awake, Nick." Rick said from somewhere in the room.

"Well then, I think we should begin." With Nick's words, the clamps began to vibrate. She let out a small scream as saliva dripped from her gagged mouth. She could feel her own cum slowly forming between her legs, dripping inside whatever they had placed inside of her. Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands rubbing her ass cheeks.

"Today's fun will be something special Keelie Maine...and we have to get you ready for it." Rick said from behind her. Suddenly she felt something cool being rubbed on her behind and slowly, he began to push the cream into her anus. She moaned.

"Let's pick up the pace." Nick said, increasing the level of the vibrators." She moaned louder. Behind her, Rick continued to fuck her ass with his hands, pushing more and more cream into her in the process. She gasped as her body convulsed into an orgasm.

"She's ready for us..." She didn't know which one had said that. The vibrators were placed on their full setting to keep her into a continuous orgasm. One of them covered her eyes with a blindfold and lifted her up off the loveseat. She couldn't see, but Nick lay down on the small couch with his cock full and erect out of his pants at a thick 8 inches wide. Behind her, his brother's cock was not as thick but was longer than 8 inches in length. Both men had remained fully dressed. 

Rick lifted her onto his brother, sitting her up and pushing Nick's cock into her ass. She screamed out into the gage again. 

"Oh fuck she's tight! I love it." Nick yelled out.

"Shit, wait for me damn it." Rick rubbed cream over his cock quickly and pushed Keelie forward. Nick spread her ass cheeks apart, holding her pinned to him as his brother pushed his own cock into her ass. She screamed out in pain as both cocks stretched her anus. Without waiting, Rick began to thrust his cock deeper inside of her, taking his sweet time stuffing her. Below her, Nick pushed his own meat up into her, both men yelling out in pleasure. Keelie's eyes rode back into her skull as wave after wave of climaxes hit her. They were ruthless in their fucking, not once giving her a chance to breathe. They moved so violently, the clamp on her clitoris snapped off. Both men laughed and quickened their pace. Sweat dripped from all three of them, making each thrust even hotter and even slipperier.

"Damn Keelie! We're going to do this all night!" One of them said. She screamed out into her gag again in protest. Within a few frenzied moments the shot their cum up her ass. It took almost 10 minutes before they began to move. Rick pulled out of her first, his cock coming out with a pop. Cum dripped down her ass and he groaned with appreciation. Nick lifter her up off his cock and groaned when he finally pulled the glass jar out of her cunt. 

"Oh crap, it's actually full." He said with a laugh, holding up the filled jar to his brother. They grinned and Nick placed the jar down on the coffee table. Rick cut the leather straps from her legs and removed her gag. She barely had the change to let out a moan when she was pushed down on Ricks cock. The fun was nowhere close to being over. The twins had had so many perverted fantasies over Keelie Maine and the Angel had made sure they would achieve every last one of them.

Inside her purse, the book began to glow an angry red.

She was forced to suck him until he grew hard and then they switched places. When both men were hard again she was thrown to the floor. One of them held her down as another jar was pushed into her pussy. This time, the one at her legs began to fuck her with it. She yelled out in pain, now free from the gag. She still could not see but she began struggling under them again.

"Hold her down damn it!" Nick called back. Her body was held down tighter and she was forced on her side. She felt her leg being forced apart and stretched straight up only seconds before she felt a cock in her ass again. She screamed again as she was ridden. Whoever was currently fucking her finally spilled their cum and she let out a whimper. Suddenly she was forced on her back and who ever had just fucked her sat on her face, forcing their cock back into her mouth. She felt her lower body being lifted up off the ground and suddenly the other cock was in her again. She yelled out again, now with her mouth stuffed. The twins continued this fun till the cock in her mouth was hard again. 

"Finish up in there; we have more fun for our lovely lady." She heard one say. The pace in her ass increased until more semen spilled in her ass. When he pulled out of her, he also pulled out the second jar of cum from her cunt. Barely able to register her thoughts, she managed to swing her leg free and knock the jar out of his hands.

"Shit!" She heard a large thud.

"Don't worry; they'll be more where that came from."

She felt her body being lifted up off the floor and carried somewhere. One of the brothers began to talk again. "Now Keelie, I'm sure you're wondering where we're going, right? You see our own father has a secret room in this very study. Normally neither one of us are interested in what he does here..."She heard the sound of a book being pulled out and a door opening. "...but today we will be using the room."

She felt herself forced down onto something. The leather ties that held her arms were cut free and both her head and arms were placed into something. She heard the click of a latch.

"As you are aware, our father's favorite hobby was always 16th century Europe. He's prided himself into being up there with all those famous historians. But you see, there is one thing he enjoys even more then studying their history. It's practicing their torture techniques." She screamed out in fear and tried to struggle free.

"Oh no, not THOSE torture techniques. Our father enjoys the techniques they used on women specifically. The sexual torture they had perfected. Fortunately for you, we just like the restraints" The two men looked at her, now strapped into a wooden stock. They forced her ass up higher and restrained her legs in that position. Now it was time to play.

Keelie felt something large and cold shoved up her ass. Whatever it was larger and longer than their two cocks put together. She screamed out in pain. 

"Shut her up or this will get really loud." One of them said.

She felt the gag returning to her mouth and she struggled even more. Suddenly whatever was in her ass began to vibrate. She screamed out into the gag. She felt something else being pushed deep into her pussy and at first she thought it was another jar but it was two small. Whoever was behind her pushed another one deep inside and placed both over her g-spot. Then he pushed something else inside of her, stuffing her vagina full. Before she could even let out a moan, whatever was over her g-spot began to vibrate. She screamed out in more pain. It didn't end there. 

The dildo that sealed her pussy and ass were actually part of the same fuck machine. Nick flipped the switch and turned the second one on, watching as both vibrated inside of her. She screamed again. Grinning at each other, both men decided to leave her where she was while they replenished their strength. 

Big Mistake.

Up in the study, smoking a cigarette and looking very angry, Oran waited. When the two boys came back into the room he sealed the door shut. Nick and Rick's eyes filled with fear.

"Now I know you two know who I am, and I know that both of you are under Haren's influence, but you went too far." Crimson eyes glared at them. "Now we are going to go back down there and fix things, but before that..." He pointed a finger at Nick and the man's eyes glowed red. "...pick up the ladies bag." Nick did so. "And you..." he pointed at Rick. "Get rid of that jar." He pointed to the jar of cum they had first collected. Rick's eyes glowed and did what he was told.

Now both men were under Oran's control. He normally didn't bother with doing this, but right now, an exception was made. "Open the door." They did so. "Lead on then boys."

Oran followed them down and anger pierced through him at the sight of his lover. She had passed out with the overuse of her body. "Get her out of those straps and remove everything from her." The twins complied. "Put her bag around her neck." They did this to. Now Oran picked her up himself and sat her gently down in a chair, wrapping a blanket around her. This was where he would get payback.

"Both of you strip." They did without question or thought. "Now strap you're brother down on all fours." He pointed to Nick. He did so. "Good. Now mount you're brother's virgin ass." Oran watched as Nick, with his much longer cock pushed his meat up his twin's ass. Rick screamed out in pain but did not move. "Good." Oran went over to the boys and strapped Nick into place above his brother. "Now fuck him." Oran said.

He watched as Nick began to thrust in and out of Rick's ass. "Faster." Nick complied. "Faster." Nick continued. Blood dripped down between Rick's legs as he screamed. As Nick fucked Rick, Oran took hold of a large fuck machine and rolled it over to them. Positioning the attached dildo into Nick's ass, he placed it on full power. As Nick was forced to keep fucking Rick, he screamed out in pain as blood now dripped from his anus.

Oran's eye's began to glow. "Now the two of you will keep fucking in this trance for two hours, unaware of what you are doing. When those two hours are up, you will regain consciousness but will not be able to stop. You can scream and beg all you want but no one will come to your rescue. The two of you will continue to fuck until the stroke of midnight when your restraints will break. Now start moaning in pleasure instead of screaming." He said with an evil look. Both did just that. Unlike what Harmena had done to her brother, he decided that once the clock struck 10 passed midnight, the Twins memories would be wiped clean. He was furious at them, but he did not wish to have more problems than solutions. 

Oran then turned his back to them and picked his lover up gently in his arms. Not looking back, he carried her out of the god-forsaken place and took her home. He was going to clean her up.

To be Continued...



Haren's Folly Ch. 05



Oran took his time bathing and cleaning her. Making sure to remove all traces of Haren's misdeeds. Ever since he made that blood oath with her, he had been trapped. This half mortal woman had him wrapped around those pretty little fingers of hers and he wasn't sure if it was the oath or him but he actually liked it. Damn it, something was wrong with him. He wasn't sure how, or why, but during that last attack, he had been so angry, he actually forced himself free from the book's seal without needing to take her a final time. He had used every ounce of his freed power to break free and now every movement he made felt heavy and slow. At this rate it would take all day and night to recover his strength.

He groaned as he stood up and cracked his back. "Shit, if this is what it's like to be human, I REALLY don't like it." He muttered as he bent down and picked her up out of the tube. Damn, he was so tapped out he didn't even have the energy to admire her very lovely assets. He didn't bother with the book any longer, it was a useless prop now. He carried her to her bedroom and placed her safely in her bed and crawled in beside her. Right now he needed to sleep. 

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Several hours later she woke up snuggled safe in warm arms. At first Keelie thought she was dreaming, then she thought she was still trapped at the twins manor, it took her a moment but she finally realized she was home. She was home and Oran was still there. She shifted and slid from his arms to sit up in her bed. This was the first time she ever saw him sleeping and she found herself starring. He was still fully dressed in his military black clothing. Curiously she lifted the bed sheets, looked down at his feet an giggled silently. His bare feet hung over the end of the bed. She wondered how long she had been sleeping or why he hadn't disappeared like he always had, but at the moment neither question really mattered. She gently rolled him onto his back and began to undress him slowly.

She began to nibble at his collarbone, licking his skin as if he were her favorite dessert. Hell... he WAS her favorite dessert. She freed him from his shirt and lowered her mouth down his chest. She looked up at his face as she kissed him. Even in sleep, his face would contort with emotions and sensations. She grinned, thinking of the dreams she was giving him at this moment. Her hands moved down lower; unfastening his belt and zipper, she slid his pants off of him. He was just so delicious when he was naked. Letting out a moan of pleasure, she lowered her face down to his cock and began to nibble. Her body grew hot as she imagined him sliding it in and out of her pussy.

She licked and nipped his cock thoroughly, taking immense pleasure in licking up the pearls of precum whenever the formed. She was very careful not to wake him, after all, what was hotter then taking your man while he slept? Her own body felt as if it were pulsing. Her blood pounded inside her head as she gently lowered herself onto his cock, whimpering with pleasure as she pushed him all the way in. 

She didn't begin to move right away, despite the building need. She wanted to make sure he would not wake. Slowly, she began to rock against his cock, biting her lower lip each time he hit a sensitive spot. She lay down onto his chest and carefully began to pump him in and out of her. She timed her movements carefully with his own breathing. Oh he felt sooo good. Her own breathing began to quicken as she felt her orgasm grow closer. She began to suck on one of his nipples as she moved, licking and nipping it's peak.

She moaned with pleasure as her body finally quivered with an orgasm. She squirmed and groaned as she felt him swell inside of her. Even in sleep he was ready to fill her. Giggling, she wiggled her way up to his face and began nipping and sucking on his lower lip. Her pussy squeezed his cock, slowly bringing him closer to release. Her tongue slipped into his mouth brining a moan to his lips. 

Oran slowly regained consciousness as his body began to quiver. He let out a gasp of air deep inside her mouth as his cum exploded inside of her. She arched back and let out a loud moan as she came again. 

"Well that's a nice way to wake up...can we make a habit of it?" He asked. His voice was husky and deep from sleep. Keelie bent back down and kissed him again.

"Hmmm that sounds pretty good." she said against his lips, wrapping herself in his arms. "But that would imply you sticking around."

"If I remember correctly, I am your's until you release me." He reminded her.

Yes...but I promised I would release you...She thought to herself. She snuggled closer.

"....you know you have a lot of nerve...The demon prince does NOT cuddle." He said,

"Well to bad. I like to snuggle so you're just going to have to suffer." She said as she got even closer 

He let out a grumble but didn't move away. He nipped at her ear playfully. "Now that I am awake, lets get back to what we were doing before." She let out a squeal of giggles as he rolled her under him.

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Outside; watching them from her bedroom window, Haren sat on the rooftop of a townhouse across the street. It was the first time he held his own face and actually felt dumfounded. There in front of him was the enemy he had wanted to kill for eons and the man was actually laying with a woman. As if he actually cherished her. He was confused and unsure of his next move. Haren was a tall man with pale skin and long blonde hair braided at his back. His eyes were the color of clear sky, and he focused them on Keelie and Oran. A woman giggled and a ghost of a very beautiful woman appeared beside him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Look at them, brother. How they laugh at you!" Hermena leered. "After all this time, he had the chance to strike first and instead he dares to lay with the Fay woman. They are mocking you!" The ghost declared. She watched with wicked glee as her brother's face contorted with anger. Even long after death, Hermena had a full hold on her handsome brother.

"He will pay sister. I swear he will pay." he said to her. Hermena smiled cruelly and rubbed her check against his.

"I know you won't fail me brother. Soon we will be together again." With that she slipped back into the air. Haren continued to watch the couple with confusion. Why was he so sure of everything only when Hermena was with him. He groaned as his head began to pound as it always did without her. Yes...soon he would be free of everything.



Haren's Folly Ch. 06



Keelie didn't understand anything. Just hours before, she and Oran were making love in her bed, now she was running with all her might in the middle to get to them. Haren had finally appeared before her as himself and threatened her in front of Oran. That of course was the purpose. Haren wanted Oran angry and he wanted him dead.

Far ahead of her, in a clearing outside of town Oran and Haren were fighting. Haren stood before the demon with large graying wings at his back. Both men let loose a string of blasts like the mortal realm has never seen. Oran was going to kill the bastard if it was the lat thing he did, unfortunately, that was exactly what Haren wanted. Keelie ran out into the clearing, her chest pounding and her breathe short. She had to stop them. They were both playing into that bitches hands. "Oran don't!" she yelled out to him. He turned in her direction just for a moment and was blasted clean across the clearing. She screamed and ran towards him only to be stopped by a wave of power from Haren. She clutched at her thought as she fought for breathe.

Haren stood before the Fay woman for the second time this day. In his mind his sister whispered to kill her. "Don't!" Keelie pleaded as she gasped for breathe. 

"Pleading for you're life woman? You should no by now that doesn't work." he said with cruel eyes. It was in his eyes she finally knew the truth, Haren was as much a victim as she was.

"If you kill me...you'll never be free of her." She gasped.

"Free of who?"

"Hermena. She's keeping you trapped and you now it." As she spoke the woman's ghost burst from Haren in anger.

"What are you waiting for! Kill the bitch!" She screamed.

Haren pulled out a long dagger and held it up to her neck. He pressed it against her skin and drew blood. Hermena watched gleefully as crimson blood dripped down the blade into the dirt.

It seemed as if out of nowhere when Oran tackled Haren to the ground. With the sudden impact, whatever was holding Keelie finally let go and she crumpled to her knees gasping for air. 

"Wait! Please!" She managed to stop Oran from sending a blast of energy right into the angel's face. In her hand she had grabbed the blood stained dagger.

"You won't stop me Keelie, I swore I would end this!" Oran yelled. 

"You said you'd seal him away, not kill him!" She shouted.

"You're defending him! After what he did to you!"

"It's not his fault Oran! He's as trapped now as he was in the book!"

"I know!" he yelled.

Her eyes grew wide from shock. She was about to ask him more but Haren began to fight back. Before she lost her nerve she walked over to the struggling men and in one swift motion, she dug the dagger into the dirt beside Haren's face. Oran looked up at her in shock only to clutch his ears in pain as a blood curdling scream as Hermena's ghost burst into view. Keelie had seen the ghost only briefly before she struck but it was enough. She screamed and squirmed in the dirt in pain. On the ground beside her, Haren yelled out in pain, clutching his head.

"YOU THINK YOU'VE WON WOMAN! EVEN IN DEATH I WILL NEVER LET HIM GO!" Hermena screamed. Before the ghost could say more she shattered like fallen glass.

"Keelie..." Oran spoke, but he wasn't looking at her. Haren had finally stopped screaming.

"Did it work?" She asked.

"Noooot exactly..." he said as he pointed down at the angel. Haren lay out on the ground as if he were going to sleep, his wings stretched out wide behind him. His feet were slowly turning to stone.

"Oh god! We have to stop it! Oran can you stop it?" she fell to the ground and tried to slow it down with her hands.

"Don't bother little Fay... you wouldn't be able to stop it even with your enchanted blood." it wasn't Oran who spoke. She looked up at Haren's face and for the first time that day his face was relaxed. His sky blue eyes focused on her.

"You found your self a very strange woman Oran...trying to save the enemy..." He said softly.

"Tell me about it...it's exhausting just trying to figure out what's running in that head of hers. It's nice to see you back to you're old self." Oran said.

"What do you mean we can't help? There has to be something..."she asked sadly.

"This is my fate little one. I had made a very large mistake with my sister all those years ago. I thought if I gave her what she wanted I could save her. Instead I just sealed the fate of both of us..." He said.

"Why...why did she do this to you?" She asked. The stone had now reached his chest and wings, sealing him to the earth beneath him.

"Do not blame Hermena girl...she was as trapped as I." He said. The stone was growing quicker. She had to do something...anything.

"You really wish to save him? Even after all he has done to you?" Oran asked, looking directly at her.

"Yes! He was as much a puppet as any of the others." tears were filling her eyes. "Please Oran help him."

"...you're one seriously strange woman." he bent down and kissed her gently, rubbing a bit of her blood from her neck onto his finger as he held her. He then bent down to the angel and made the mark of a cross on his forehead with her blood. "I can not tell you how wrong this feels for a demon to do this." Haren managed a snort of a laugh. Oran's eyes began to glow and he whispered a spell for Haren's ears alone. His blue eyes widened briefly before closing, he lay his head back down onto the ground and the stone took him completely. 

"What did you do? He's still stone." She asked.

"I put him to sleep. He won't be free of that spell for a very long time, that's for someone else to worry about." He said, pulling her into his arms.

"...What did he mean...when he said not to blame Hermena..." She asked as she looked down at the angel's statue.

Oran sighed briefly before speaking. "Angels were all once mortals the gods either pitied of deemed worth to be reborn as immortals. In another life, Haren and Hermena were lovers who died together." He spoke softly to her, making sure not to let her go. "The god that found them, decided their sacrifice was worth bringing them to heaven to be reborn and so he did. A god however has a rather unusual fault. They do not understand the emotion known as love, ANY form of it. They think one type of love is the same as another's, so when the two were reborn, they were born as brother and sister. Normally this isn't to much of a concern because when they are reborn, angels do not remember their past lives. Unfortunately Hermena remembered and it slowly drove her mad."

"...so a god did this to them, by being careless?"

"No...it was just really bad luck. If they didn't remember, like Haren didn't, everything would have been fine. It's sad to say, but they were destined to end badly."

"...it's done then?" she asked.

"It's done...I told you I would end this." he said with a wink.

It was because of his words, she finally remembered. The blood oath..."Oran...I'm releasing you from your oath now." The moment she said this, the scar's on both their palms vanished. She didn't dare look up at him. In truth, she didn't want to let him go. 

"What the hell did you just do?!" He yelled, forcing her to look up at him. "Who the hell gave you permission to say those words damn it!" He glared down at her.

"I made a promise when we made the pact!" she yelled back.

"I don't care damn it! I never agreed to it!"

"Look, I can't keep you here...if you're so angry, why don't you just stay on your own!" She blushed heavily and diverted her eyes. 

Oran raised his eyebrows and then burst out laughing. "Oh I see, so that's how it is, is it?" With that he threw her over his shoulder and carried her out of the clearing.

"Wait, what! What are you doing? Put me down!" She yelled as she struggled to be released. He ignored her as he carried her back to her home, enjoying the feel of her struggling body against him. He carried her into her house and tossed her onto the bed.

"What are you doing Oran?"

"What do you think I am doing?" He pulled off his torn shirt and straddled her on the bed. "You said it you're self you wish me to stay, didn't you?" he said as he pulled her own shirt off. 

"Yes, but why are you..."She let out a gasp as he ripped off her bra and lowered his head to take a breast into his mouth. She began to moan, sliding her fingers into his hair.

"I am not from this world Keelie...neither are you, entirely. For us to stay, we need something to bind us here. For you it's your ties to the earth as a Fay, for me...well we'll fix that right now." He said against her skin.

"Oh...OH!" she gasped as his hands slid under her jeans, slowly pulling them off. When he was rid of them, he slid a hand under her panties, pushing his fingers inside of her. Keelie arched her body upward as he fingered her. His tongue flicked and licked at her nipple. She moaned and stretched her legs wider. He swirled his fingers inside of her, briefly adding pressure to her g-spot. She screamed out as her pleasure began to build. He moved his mouth's attentions to her other breast. 

"Oran..." oh god he was doing it again! Her toes began to twitch as her body convulsed into an orgasm. He grinned against her skin and began to move his mouth down her chest, spending extra time on her belly button. He began to push more fingers inside of her, making her gasp and quiver. 

"Normally, by this point I wouldn't hesitate to take a woman, but for some reason, it gives me far more pleasure to make you weak first." He pulled her cum soaked panties down her legs and brought his mouth further down, taking her clit into his mouth, sucking on it.

She screamed out again, begging and pleading for him for release. He continued to finger fuck her, watching her pant for breath as her pleasure built. When she came a sound time, he removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue, licking an sucking her clean.

"Oh, ORAN!" she yelled out again. He watched as she began to move against his mouth, pushing down on his tongue as far as she could. She was going mad, needing him to fill her.

He took extra special pleasure in bringing her to yet another orgasm, eating her out like a favorite snack. When she began to whimper again he pulled away and rolled her onto her stomach. 

"Wait, don't stop." She begged. He grinned to himself and spread her lovely ass cheeks wide. He lowered his head and slowly began to lick her anus. She let out a loud moan and began to squirm again. He watched as she tried to lift her bottom up higher, wanting more of him. He licked and nipped a few more times before sitting up and freeing his aching cock from his pants, letting out a hiss of pleasure. Slowly he pressed his aching member against her ass, taking a few moments to rub it deliciously between her cheeks.

Keelie moaned with pleasure, her thighs dripping with her own cum. She let out a gasp as she felt him press his cock into her butt hole and slowly push inside. She let out an aching whimper as he began to thrust in and out of her, gradually pushing further and further inside of her. Her ass was burning with such delicious pain.

Oran yelled out a curse as he gave a final push into her ass. Moaning, he kept her legs close together as he began to roughen his pace. She let out gasps of screams as he pounded her tight ass, taking even more pleasure in watching her try and push up against him in the restricting position. 

She felt one of his hands slid back into her pussy as he pounded her ass. She let out a loud whimper, then an even louder scream as her brought her to yet another orgasm. Her ass clamped onto his cock, sending him over the edge. He pumped her ass ruthlessly as his cock grew inside her. With one last push, his cum exploded into her, filling her completely and dripping out of her anus.

He panted and waited several moments before pulling out of her ass, moaning when it made a gentle pop. "Don't get to comfortable woman. We are no where near done." He moaned as he rolled her over again. She was covered in sweat and her chest heaved heavily for air. Without waiting for her, he lifted her head up to his cock, pressing her lips to it. "Take me in Love, we have more fun to do."

Keelie opened her mouth obediently. Licking his cum off before taking him inside. She heard him moan with pleasure and she move with more gusto. She pushed him back as far as she could, feeling him tap against her throat. She began to suck and lick him. Her tongue swirling over his skin and her teeth nipping at his veins. She heard him curse before pulling away abruptly. 

"I didn't say "make me cum" did I? I feel like my stamina's gotten weaker since I met you, shit." With that he pushed her back down and in one big thrust, he filled her pussy. 

She screamed out again. God he was going to kill her. Then again, there are worse ways to die. He moved slowly, forcing her to wiggle and try and quicken the pace but to no avail. He wasn't budging. 

"Oran if you don't hurry up I don't think I'll make it any longer." She said. He just laughed an remained at his maddeningly slow pace. Without pulling out, he lay back on the bed, pulling her into his arms. 

"I thought demons were supposed to be violent and take what they want." She stated. Despite her frustration she snuggled closer into his arms.

"I can play violent monster another time if you like. As long as you play the screaming victim." he said with a wink. She shivered with delight and then she shivered with something else entirely. Without realizing it, his slow love making had brought her to an all-time high climax.

He had been waiting for this. As soon as she began to arch her back and come, he quickened the pace, finally allowing himself the release he had been holding back. They both screamed out as they came together. She felt her eyes roll in the back of her head briefly before passing out in his arms.

"....maybe I took to much time in this last one...I wanted to go again..." He grumbled slightly but he shrugged and pulled her closer. He still had a long way to go before he could permanently stay with her. Since she so rudely relinquished the blood oath, all that was left was for her to get pregnant. Ah well, it wasn't like he didn't like the idea. If she doesn't like it, she could always renew the oath...he'll just let her come to that conclusion on her own. 

Ahhhh now he was going to have to deal with that father of hers....wait...even worse, he was going to have to introduce her to....MOTHER.