Broken Vow (26 page)

Drakkar extended a disc to him. “Put this on your holy computer and watch it.”

“Why?”

The vampire grinned. “I think you'll find it interesting. It might change the course of your meeting. It discloses Sonya's location.”

Blade raised a brow. “Is it a ransom note?”

Drakkar laughed and walked away. “Oh, it's much better. Be sure and watch it all the way through. I'd hate for you to miss the end.”

“I wonder what's on it,” said Blade.

Cassiel took it from him. “We're not watching it.”

Drakkar threw a taunting grin at him over his shoulder. “Oh by the way, Cassiel, Nimbus sends you his regards.”

Cassiel felt the blood run cold in his veins. He watched Drakkar leave and shoved the disc back at Blade. “Find something to play this on.”

* * *

“I'm filming you, Sonya. Does that make you horny?”
Nimbus asked as he watched the six demons fill her, two cocks in each hole.

Sonya moaned and felt her pussy gush at the knowledge that this night of wantonness would be captured on film for them to watch later.

Her anus burned and pinched with agonizing pain as the two dicks thrusting inside her ass stretched and filled her. The two in her sopping quim created a mind-blowing friction on her G-spot and she felt them grinding against the two in her rectum, divided only by the thin piece of skin separating them. They had to move slowly to keep from hurting her, but the fullness was divine. When her vaginal orgasm hit, her holes wouldn't contract fully because of the inserted members. The torturous way her body clamped down on the searing heat of their cocks made her scream, but the sound was choked out by the two dicks stuffed in her mouth.

They only had the tips in her body, but she focused her energy on willing the succubus in her to temporarily enlarge her holes so she could take all of their lengths inside her. The plan worked and she yelled out in nirvana at the impossible depth the massive erections reached in her as they spread her open for their pleasure.

Their carnal sounds and the savage way they endeavored to pick up speed inside of her as they defiled her with their hands made her tingle and ache with needs she couldn't even name. Her mind was gone. Her libido had reached an all time high and the primitive depths of rapture they plunged her into were unreal.

“Oh, Sonya, I'm going to come from watching you,”
Nimbus told her.
“You're in Tesandrela, the highest euphoria in existence. An individual can only reach that nirvana if they're damned. You're damned, Sonya.”

Oddly enough, hearing her master tell her she was damned made her come long and hard. The men below fondled her pussy, trying to coax her into another orgasm. One of them murmured sweet endearments to her while the other debased her with dirty insults. Their words and insistent fingers on her clitoris sent her flying and she let out a bloodcurdling scream as otherworldly pleasure bombarded her. Molten fire raced through her veins and sharp, electric tingles sparked in every erogenous zone as caressing waves of ecstasy rolled over her strong and enduring.

The men unloaded their balls into her mouth before pulling out. Sonya felt spittle running down her face as she panted and rode the building sensations inside of her. Her body hummed with awareness as she gave into her forbidden addictions. She'd fantasized about this for so long – being with Nimbus again and getting used by a group of demons. She'd masturbated to filthy memories and always wept in shame afterward because she knew it was wrong.

Now she didn't care. She didn't know why. All she knew was that Nimbus was there with her and he denied her nothing. He said he loved her and finally kissed her again. She could die a happy woman now.

He knelt beside her. “You're going to burn with me, slave. I'm going to fuck you in every unholy way imaginable while we're in hell. You want that, don't you?”

Her cunt leaked onto the two erections driving into her and the men cried out their release. “Yes.”

Sonya lost her breath and a tormented cry of need wrung from her throat when Nimbus fisted her by the hair and stared her down with lewd yearning.

“You want to be with me forever?” he growled.

“Yes.” Her tone cracked with exertion.

“You want to be fucked by me and other demons for all eternity?”

She lost her breath and fell into his arms when the two men below moved and the two behind her jolted into her ass as they came. Their fierce jabs made her scream.

“Answer your master, slave,” Nimbus ordered in a tone that brooked no defiance.

“Yes! Oh god! I want it so bad! What's wrong with me?” She flinched and shuddered when the two men evacuated her bottom and walked off.

“Do you want me to bring you to orgasm, Sonya?” Nimbus asked.

“Yes,” she breathed, sobbing with bliss when he touched her heated privates.

“Who is your master, slave?”

“You are.”

“And who is your god?”

“You are.”

“Then come for the one you worship. Damn the consequences, just take your pleasure. Nothing else matters except that we're together.”

His damning words got her off and she sobbed at the magnitude of the pleasure and the shadow that fell over her as her angelic nature was choked out and the dark pull of her demonic nature clawed its way to the surface to gain dominion over her.

Sonya didn't shift into her true form, but there was a dark, satanic voice whispering in her mind with the enticing quality of a serpent, urging her to surrender to the darkness and shift. She almost did, but the powerful orgasm eclipsed the temptation as she convulsed in Nimbus' arms and wept onto his shoulder.

“I love you, Nimbus. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Sonya. More than you'll ever know.”

Her heart ached and soared as she held his strong body tight, unwilling to ever let him go...for any reason.

* * *

The guests left and Sonya could hardly stand as she sat in a chair smiling at Nimbus while he built a fire. He'd given her an underworld pill a while ago to numb the pain of losing her wings. Once he had the fire going, he guided Sonya to her stomach on the bear rug in front of the fireplace and took a sword in his hand.

“I'm going to cut your wings off, slave. That's one of your vows. I want you to break it for me.”

She moaned and rested her cheek against the fur beneath her. “Yes, Master.”

He smiled. She was still impassioned beyond reason. The intense, mind-altering effects of Tesandrela could last as long as twelve hours. “Hold still, love. I don't want to hurt you.”

The sharp sword sliced through her wings easily and he tossed them aside. He breathed a few sparks onto the stubs left sticking out of her back to consume them. They dissolved quickly and he splashed water onto them before the fire could touch her skin.

“I'm a bad girl,” Sonya whispered with a naughty, tired smile.

Nimbus grinned. “Yes, you are. I'm proud of you.”

He placed his hands on the marks left behind and said a healing chant so they disappeared and only smooth skin remained. His pulse quickened with delight when he saw the branding mark of a red dragon on her left shoulder blade. He put it there long ago and it endured through time and space as their bond had.

He couldn't wait to see her shift into her true form. She was drunk enough with bliss that she'd do it if he asked, but right now he just wanted to hold her. He helped her to her feet and laid her down on the pile of her black wings.

“Mm, so soft.” She rubbed her naked body against them and he swore under his breath at the erotic sight.

“I want you to piss on your wings, slave. Show me that I mean more to you than your vow.”

Sonya smiled. “Yes, Master.”

His loins burned and ached as he watched her pee on her thighs and the wings beneath her, seeming titillated by the treacherous act. He unzipped his fly and pulled his penis out so he could piss on her wings as well.

She moved her hand so it hit the stream of liquid. Her action surprised him, but he grinned and directed the spray to her body, growing hot with need when he saw her gape and writhe with primal energy.

“You're the perfect woman for me.” He pulled her to her feet. “Shower with me, love.”

He nudged her into the bathroom, telling her to warm up the water for them.

Drakkar came over with the recorder. “I'll put the original with your things and make a copy. You want me to send it right away?”

Nimbus felt a keen sense of vengeance. He wished he could see the look on Cassiel's face when he saw the woman he loved willingly shuddering and crying out with need in the arms of the fallen. He wished he could witness Cassiel's tears when he heard Sonya confess her love and devotion for Nimbus.

“Yes. I'll drive her over to your place afterward to hide her since they'll be expecting her at
Ane Rouge
now.”

“No problem.” Drakkar left.

Nimbus smiled as he stepped into the shower with his mate and caressed every inch of her body as he washed her. If that wasn't revenge at its best, he didn't know what was.

* * *

Cassiel was numb with shock. He damned her. Nimbus damned her. They really should’ve turned the screen off, but the film was like a train wreck he couldn't walk away from. At first Sonya protested and fought her demon captors. He became enraged at the way they mistreated and used her for their own base needs.

Then she gave into temptation and reveled in it. He tried to tell himself the sirens' song was responsible, but the wicked wenches hadn't sung the entire time. He put a hand over his mouth when he saw her being taken by the monsters in their true forms. It would be easier to convince oneself that they weren't sinning if the devils were in humanoid form, but the last half were in their evil bodies. There was no way to rationalize through that.

Blade's mouth hung open as he watched. He was the only one Cassiel hadn't thrown out once the film started.

Sonya climaxed from being taunted with damnation. What the hell was so pleasant about burning in a lake of fire and wallowing in the darkness of the abyss forever? Nimbus told her it would be fun and they would have perverted orgies. Clever. No wonder she blubbered all that rubbish about wanting to burn with him. What fallen creature wouldn't if hell was truly that way?

Cassiel cringed and had to blink when he saw six demons gang up on her at once.

Blade gasped. “The Seven Debaucheries. I never thought I'd see an angelic being involved in one of those.”

Cassiel knew demons were perverse, but he hadn't fathomed the existence of such lurid behavior. His heart shattered when he saw that Sonya's eyes were orange, compliments of her succubus nature. The way she looked and acted was beyond normal. She seemed possessed, addicted and lost to reckless abandon.

He had to look away when he saw Nimbus draw a sword. The sound of the metal hacking a softer material filled his ears. His eyes watered and Cassiel dared to peek back at the screen. Her beautiful wings, her last chance at redemption lay on the floor. Then that monster ordered her to piss on them. Sonya smiled. She actually smiled and peed on them like he ordered her to.

His stomach turned when he saw Nimbus piss on her and the way she delighted in the degradation that robbed her of her soul. Who in their right mind behaved that way and reveled in their destruction? His heart ached when the answer came to him. A demon.

“Is that all?”

“Yeah,” said Blade.

“Shut it off.” Cassiel felt nauseated. “Summon the cruxim. Once you do I want you to personally go after her.”

“You want me to slay her?” Blade sounded sad.

“No,” Cassiel lowered his tone when he realized he nearly shouted the word. “I want you to rescue her so she has a chance to redeem herself.”

“What? She just shagged forty demons, half of them in their sodding true forms and you think she can be forgiven for that?”

“The sirens' song bewitched her and the effects of Tesandrela clouded her mind. The Almighty will understand and give her another chance.”

Blade looked irritated. “Bewitched my ass. They say Tesandrela can only be reached when a person loses their soul and is aroused beyond the point of right and wrong. When nothing else matters but what they want and they cease to give a shit about morality and ethics.”

Cassiel's eyes squeezed shut. “Once the effects of the high wears off, she will regret her mistake and beg forgiveness.”

“Look, I don't want to see her burn either, but she broke her vow. Why should she get special treatment just because you -”

“You stood in the garden and begged Christ's forgiveness for the unholy acts you committed after Delilah captured you and Nimbus turned you into a demon! Did the Son of God spare you any mercy when you repented, or did he make you the first crusnik and commission you to slay vampires to earn back your redemption?” Cassiel yelled.

Blade blinked in surprise before looking guilty. “You're right. I'm sorry.”

“I'll speak with the Father. If he agrees with my suggestion, then you can tell Sonya the terms of her salvation when you go to rescue her.”

“What terms?”

“I don't know. There has to be some way she can prove to God and the entire world that she's truly sorry for what she did and she didn't mean all those wretched things she said.”

Blade snorted. “Well, as long as Nimbus is in the picture, she'll never be saved.”

Cassiel turned to him. “Then he needs to be removed from it.”

“You want me to kill him?”

“No. Sonya will have to do it to prove that God means more to her than Nimbus does.”

Blade appeared skeptical. “Do you really think she's going to kill him after the way she told him she loved him?”

His chest ached severely and he started to get hyper again. “Sonya was high. She doesn't love him. I'm going to present my suggestion to God and if he agrees, you can give her the message. And Blade, be sure she understands the magnitude of the consequences should she refuse.”

“I will.” Blade walked off.

Cassiel breathed his words out softly through a grieved exhale. “I won't let him damn you.”

* * *

Sonya awoke in a large, luxurious bed she didn't recognize. Nimbus was gone. He'd slept next to her, but got up early to prepare for the battle on the city that night. She sighed, still feeling impassioned with joy as she rubbed her bare legs against the linen sheets. She was in heaven.