Chapter 1
DELILAH
"You will do it," Ilay demanded of me. His eyes were red, and I knew it was his demon forcing me to do it.
It was an official order from him and I felt my whole body moving against my will.
"Damn it, Ilay, don't do this to me!" I begged him again as my legs moved towards Zamiel and I placed the cartridge in the barrel.
Ilay, meanwhile, said nothing and watched me as I walked towards Zamiel.
Tears were streaming down my face and I felt so sorry at that moment.
"I'm so sorry, Zamiel..." I whispered quietly, my vision blurred by all the tears.
Zamiel was no different, because he knew it was serious. "Forgive me, Delilah..." he whispered softly and closed his eyes. The only thing left for him to do was to ask for my forgiveness.
He had come to terms with it. He would die today, by my hand.
Heartache spread through me.
"Mmm, take a deep breath and exhale, Laylah," Ilay demanded. He stood behind my back so I could feel his breath on my skin.
"Take the gun and point it at his head," Ilay said, seeming to enjoy the game. I was forced to do what he wanted.
"I will now count to three, then you will shoot," he demanded of me.
I was already sweating and had beads of sweat on my forehead.
I prayed silently for myself and asked myself at that moment what value my life still had?
"Close your eyes, maybe that will help you," Ilay whispered to me again.
I had to swallow hard and couldn't suppress my trembling hand.
"One... Two..." before Ilay could say three, I pulled the trigger.
I woke up startled and realised that I had only been dreaming about how Ilay had forced me to shoot Zamiel. I was grateful that Ilay was back with his mate and that Nael and I could get on with our lives as normal.
A lot had happened, I had to work as a slave, I was picked up by Ilay and was allowed to work as a maid in his house and after I had fired the shot and killed Zamiel, my father took me to Nael's house. My father worked for Nael, the prince of the demon kingdom, Ilay's brother.
Thank God we were able to find a solution for Ilay and we were back home, happier than ever. A quick look back into my past and I can tell you that my time with Ilay was anything but pleasant, which is why I am overjoyed to be rid of him.
More satisfied than ever, I resumed my work in the financial administration of Nael and Daemon-Heaven.
I sleepily got back to work, because although Nael and I were now together, Nael was very demanding when it came to work. I had fallen asleep on my office desk.
I had prepared all the papers for Nael to sign and made my way to his office. I was wearing a black skirt that came to mid-thigh, a white shirt and, as always, my high heels.
The clacking of my heels could be heard loudly in the high corridors and it was so quiet that the sound even echoed.
I knocked on the door and waited a moment. When I heard nothing, I decided to enter.
Nael was sitting in front of his laptop and it was obvious that he was engrossed in his paperwork. I licked my lips and it seemed as if he didn't even notice my presence in the room. I closed the door to be alone with Nael.
I walked up to him, pushed his laptop aside and sat down on his desk with my legs dangling.
He looked at me in surprise and looked up at me. "You look busy," I said calmly, looking him in the eye.
He nodded slightly and leant back. "The fact that Ilay gave up his post after the argument with father doesn't make it any easier for me," he said and scrutinised me.
Nael now belonged entirely to Daemon Heaven after Ilay gave up his title as crown prince. It had been a big discussion between him, his father and his brothers. Nothing anyone wanted to listen to.
I nodded slightly and sighed softly, "Ilay leaves his mark everywhere," I said, running my fingers through my hair.
He laughed and nodded slightly. "We're lucky he's back with his mate," he said as I spread my legs slightly to give him a view of my thighs and my red lace thong.
"I'm also happy when no one is watching me have sex," I replied and undid the first three buttons of my shirt to reveal my breasts.
I could see Nael getting hard between his legs and biting his lower lip.
"Are you going to be naughty again, Delilah?" he asked me, giving me a wry look. "After all, we're talking about work time here," he replied.
I giggled softly and teasingly pushed up my skirt.
"That's asking for trouble," he replied with slightly widened eyes. "Does my mafia daddy want to spank my arse?" I asked, undoing more buttons on my shirt.
"Not just that," he said, leaning back in his chair to savour the sight. The bulge in his trousers spoke volumes. "Turn round," he urged me and remained sitting in his chair while I stood up, bent over the table and provocatively stuck my bum out at him.
Suddenly he pulled firmly on my wet thong while his other hand left an imprint on my bum. He gave me a hard slap that made me moan.
"Do you still like it?" he said, letting his hand slap my bum again, this time with more vigour.
"Oh God, yes," I moaned as he suddenly held a parcel under my nose.
It was nicely wrapped with a bow. "Open it," he urged me as he pinched my bum firmly.
Curious, I opened the parcel and what I saw made me giggle.
Nael couldn't quite gauge my reaction and frowned questioningly.
"I've always wanted to try this," I confessed and handed him the vibrating dildo. "At least I've always wanted you to try it on me." He licked his lips and took it "Then you'll be even happier about the next present," he replied, grabbing my hands and handcuffing them behind my back.
"You wanting to try wasn't the right answer, Delilah," he breathed into my ear and pushed my legs apart with a jerk.
He slid his fingers between my legs and made my insides tighten with arousal. Again he ran his hands over my arse and gave me another hard smack that left a mark.
A desperate moan escapes me and I'm forced to roll my hips back and forth as he presses his hips against my arse.
"That dildo isn't the only thing that's going to make you scream my name in this office today."
His deep voice... Damn. There I was again, on the verge of orgasm without it really starting.
He kneaded my arse with his hands, which felt damn good, which also stimulated my clitoris and didn't necessarily make the feeling any better.
He sat back down on his chair, pulled me backwards towards him by the handcuffs and laid me on his thigh while he ran the dildo provocatively over my centre several times, making me groan.
"Fuck," I gasped and was on the verge of begging him for release.
"That's what you get for being naughty and provocative... This will end with me fucking you... I promise you that," he said and pushed the dildo into my entrance.
My knees went weak with excitement and another moan escaped me "Oh God... Oh God..." I moaned again and tried to hold on to my head, which was hanging down.
"Even God can't help you in this situation," he said, shrugging his shoulders and pushing the dildo even deeper inside me.
My hips crash against his thighs with excitement as my insides tighten around the dildo. He continued the game by switching on the vibration and slowly sliding the dildo in and out like he was playing a violin.
Nael took his damn time and that triggered my orgasm. I could feel my legs trembling and could barely stand on my high heels. I tried to put all my balance on his thighs, but my hands were tied and so I had no choice but to lean against him.
"Oh God NAEL," I groaned out loud as I felt myself about to come.
"Mmm no, it's still too early for that Laylah..." he said and pulled the dildo out so far that it was just barely stuck in me with the tip.
Damn, only Ilay called me that and only when he wanted to tease me and drive me crazy. "Now you're going to start that too?", I gasped "Oh shit", I groaned again, unable to get into a discussion with him about my nickname.
"Mh, calling you that... I've always wanted to try it," he replied in my own words.
"Damn, Edevane brothers, once a week you're the same," I groaned, looking up at him as a smile formed on his lips.
"That's what we're all about, Laylah, being an Edevane..." with a jerk he shoved the dildo firmly inside me, making me yelp "Fuck, NAEL," I gasped, feeling helpless.
"You wanted to be fucked, Laylah, now don't be like that," he replied as he reached for my breast with his other hand and took my nipple between his fingers.
"Hmm, I have an idea how to shut you up too," he said suddenly, thrusting the dildo deep inside me as he sat me down on the floor.
He unzipped his suit trousers and took out his swollen cock. I looked at him and licked my lips: "Are you so sure I'm not going to bite you?" I teased him, to which he grinned broadly: "You want to be fucked properly, that's why you need my cock. I doubt I'll get bitten."
He held his cock in front of my lips, which I enclosed with my plump lips and sucked on vigorously.
Nael groaned and dropped his head back as he grabbed me by the roots of my hair and pressed my head closer to his cock.
I didn't know what to focus on first. On Nael, who I was supposed to pamper with my tongue, or on the dildo, which would spoil me and bring me to orgasm in a few minutes with its vibrations.
I licked his cock dutifully and looked up at him. His eyes were dark red and it looked as if his demon could hardly wait to train me in this way.
"Such a good girl..." he moaned lustfully and pushed his cock into my mouth. I stiffened, because I knew I would never be able to take his full length.
He stopped halfway and withdrew again. He repeated it again and again. "So fucking good," he gasped as I circled my tongue around his cock and sucked on it hard and long.
"I've wanted to kiss your mouth sensually since day one and now I'm fucking it, Delilah."
Game over, Delilah.
