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Authors: Erica Ashley
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He lifted her skirt and said, “It really takes true love and sacrifice to really bring the Master back. Him. Our Lord. You are going to die, Eric, tonight. But you’ll die happy. Patch him up, prepare him for the ceremony.”
So Satan was coming back to Earth.
The Lord, the Master, as they called him, was coming back. And it was me that would make it happen. All of this, the willing sacrifice, all of this, was to get me. I didn’t know why. But all along, I knew then, that Satan was real.
That must mean that God is real too, but where the fuck was God?
I realized that I had missed so many clues.
When I met Nicole. The way she danced. It WAS a ritual. It was designed to seduce me. No wonder all the men that night couldn’t take their eyes off of her. They had hot girls of their own, but they couldn’t stop staring at Nicole.
The strip club. The same thing.
“Yes,” Benjamin said as they prepared me, patching my wound and washing me, “Yes we want you clean for your sacrifice, and indeed, everything you’re thinking is absolutely true.”
“How do you know what I’m thinking, you prick?”
“Not that hard to figure out, Eric. Bring him. It’s time.”
They carried me in to their temple.
What I saw before me, made me want to die.
It was a blood orgy.
A fat woman got fucked in the ass by two men at once. They made cuts into her back and bathed in her blood. Pussies were eaten out. Cocks were sucked. Cum sprayed everywhere. Juices and sweat. Screaming, writhing. Satanic lust pleasure. Thunder and Lightening. The walls dripped. Candle wax on nipples, naked breasts. Rape. Sodomy. Rape. Fucked in the ass. A woman cut a guy’s cock off and shoved it down his throat. A man stabbed a woman in the neck and fucked her ass. A girl no older than 14 was tied up naked, upside down. A woman in black slit her throat and drank her blood as another woman licked her clit. Three people joined in, fucking each other.
It was horrible.
Why was I turned on?
NO!
“No!” I said, “NO! There is no pleasure here, Benjamin, there is nothing but hate. What are you doing? What are you DOING?”
They led me to the altar where Nicole was waiting for me. She wore a black robe, which she removed.
Naked.
She hopped up on the altar and spread her legs. Her labia pulsed. Her pussy beckoned me. I found that I was naked as well. They chanted. They drenched us both with blood.
“Fuck her. NOW! Do it! Do it! Fuck her now!”
I wanted her, I wanted to fuck her so…
“NO,” I said, “I won’t.” I said this as my cock entered her. I couldn’t help it. Tears streamed down my face. I had wanted this for so long. I fucked her, and I fucked her. The ground shook. The Orgy continued. The blood orgy of death. I looked into her eyes.
But when her eyes met mine, something changed.
Something changed.
Her eyes, which were red, turned to blue.
As I came inside of her, she looked at me, not with hate or lust, but with love.
“No,” Boucher said, “Something’s wrong!”
Boucher pulled out a dagger and plunged it towards my back.
The blade crumpled.
It fell to the ground.
“I love you, Eric. You came back for me.”
“What?” I said. I pulled out of her, and turned around.
I then realized everything.
I had come here, not just to get Nicole back, but also to find out who and what I really was.
An Angel.
I held my hand out to Boucher and beckoned him towards me. His throat met my hand, and I crushed it. He fell to the ground, dead.
His body shook. Shook, and exploded. A demonic spirit, a demon, exited, and stood before me.
Wings.
Bloody.
Flapping.
Horns.
It wasn’t Satan. It was not the Devil.
But it was one of his minions.
A demon.
“I have not seen you in so long, Elictus. But I will see you again.”
My name is not Eric. It is Elictus.
The demon disappeared. The orgy had stopped. Everyone started screaming as the room set itself on fire.
I turned around, took Nicole’s hand.
“We’re outta here, babe.”
We grabbed two robes and ran.
We ran out of the church and got into our boat just as the mansion burned to the ground. Screams died out, with the unfortunate souls along for the ride. We made our way back to New Orleans to see that my Father, my real Father, had decided to intervene.
A hailstorm had hit the city. The hail bounced off of us harmlessly, but people hid in the cars, under them, in buses, inside of buildings.
They were so busy looking at the hail; they ignored the fire in the distance. And they ignored Nicole and I. Two angels. Only…my memory came flooding back.
“Nicole…what? This can’t be.”
“Your Father,” she said, “Did something to my father eons ago. My father started a war that he could not win, and he could never forgive your father. I don’t know why he couldn’t just let his pride go. But he could not.”
“How old am I?”
“Same age as me. Just…different fathers, opposite sides of the coin.”
“What…what? I can’t believe this. But I know it’s true.”
“I am so sorry for what I put you through, Eric. Or should I say, Elictus.”
Her name was Navaree. My Angel love, Navaree.
“Interesting. Why was I so drawn to you?”
“My father wanted it. He wanted to use you. To make a child. He thought if he could take one of God’s favorite angels, and mate him with one of his daughters…”
“I get it. Except one thing. Why did it not work then? Why did he fail?”
“Because he didn’t count on me loving you. I did, and do love you, Eric.”
The hail turned to rain. And I realized that we were two angels. Once again, I knew we were Elictus and Navaree.
She was an orphan, having rejected her father. Rejecting hate for love. But we would be together. All knowledge came together as we made love in the rain. In the mud that felt so good. Everywhere.
Everywhere.
Her powers of seduction were now used properly. For love. Satan would have to try another way to get to Earth, but he would not be able to use us. Oh well. He had other sons and daughters, but then again, so did God.
Nicole and I were now mortal.
Humans.
Human beings, humans being, to live out our lives the way we always wanted but never knew we could.
Satan would try again.
He would always be able to use Man’s greatest desire against him. The desire to fuck and to be fucked. Against us.
But he would not use Nicole and I anymore.
We can live together in peace.
I sucked her breasts, enveloping them into my mouth. Enveloping them, grabbing them. I lingered, and took my time. The powerful water of God came down. Every single inch of our bodies was an erogenous zone. Her skin felt softer then velvet. Silk. It was cold outside, but not to us. Rock hard inside of her, the water steamed up around us. Licking and savoring every single inch of her body. I pulled out and she sat on my face. I licked her clit. I flicked my tongue along her loving pussy, and then…
She shoved her pussy back down on my cock, opening wide for me, to accept my cum.
I came inside of her forever.