“Riker is sharing. Should I be scared,” Neven asked, flashing me a teasing smile.
“Who is that?” the girl I was fucking had the audacity to ask.
“I’m sorry, did you ask me something?” I glared at the girl.
“Yeah, is that your girlfriend or something?” She looked over her shoulder at me, and I could feel the seed of jealousy growing inside of her as clearly as I could feel her walls around my cock.
I pulled out of her because I had no time for jealousy. Fucking Envy was prospering in this city. I shouldn’t be annoyed. Leviathan was like a little brother, but I was a greedy fucker, and I loved having my sin spread faster than a hooker’s legs. I waved one of the guards over. “Blacklist this one and send in the next six.”
The guard grabbed the girl around the waist, hoisting her over his shoulder.
“Put me down! I only got to come once,” she cried out, smacking the guard’s back. Unbeknownst to her, the guard was also a demon. If she continued to be a pest, I’d allow him to take her for a ride, which was a trip that had only a one-way ticket option available.
“You shoulda thought of that before you opened your big fuckin’ mouth,” the guard said, and I made a quick mental note to give the guy a bonus for his efforts.
“One moment.” I held my finger up to Skye. She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at me. She was one of the very few that could act that way and get away with it. She was my best friend, well, her and Neven. I got the biggest kick out of her. She was like a miniature supermodel, coming in at five feet tall with black curly hair and steel grey eyes. But because she was a demon, she had the strength of twenty human men. On more than one occasion, I’d watched her pitch a guy across a room for pissing her off. Neven was the gentler of the two personalities, and the differences didn’t stop there. Neven stood a little taller than me at six feet five inches. His midnight black hair and steel grey eyes mixed with his perfect angular face had girls fanning themselves when he walked into a room. He was fit, but he had more of a swimmer’s build like myself. With his trim waist and wide shoulders, he differed from some of our guards, who had more bulk.
Since my fall, Shilo had been with me, and the two demons had been with me almost as long. They also happened to be the only other two beings I considered a friend. My brothers and sisters, the rest of the Fallen were more like ice cream flavors, some were better than others, but Sloth I could do without though. I hated that demon. He’d always been a lazy pain-in-the-ass angel, but now on Earth, he’d become more useless than tits on a bull.
I looked over to the six girls that had just walked in. “Any of you been here before?” They all shook their heads no, their stupid giggles already irritating me. “Fine, here is the deal. I fuck you until you come. If you’re lucky, twice. You kneel on the bed with your ass in the air and don’t speak, don’t ask me questions, and for the love of money, do your best not to make a mess on my rug.” They nodded in unison, and I turned back to Skye. “Sorry about that. A bunch of new ones just arrived.”
“More for me as well.” Neven smiled wide. “My stamina is getting better. I’m up to thirty so far.”
“Fifty-three and counting,” I smirked as his face fell.
“You are one of a kind Ri, you really are, and I’m not sure if I’m jealous of you or happy for you,” Skye said and tapped her chin as she pretended to think about it. I knew she was jealous. She’d always been jealous of the amount of sex I got and didn’t share with her. It was fun lording it over her head.
“Did you have a reason for interrupting my work, or did you simply decide today was a good day to annoy me?” I positioned myself once more at the front of the line of wiggling asses and got to work. Shilo, the ever-perfect shadow, moved with me and held the tablet up once more for me to read.
“I thought you should know that Michael is sniffing around,” Skye said, with a shrug of her shoulders. Like dropping that bomb on me was no big deal.
“Why do you think I would give a fuck about what that pompous, arrogant, good for nothing, white-winged, ass wipe does with his time?”
Skye let out a sharp bark of a laugh. “Well, he has been charged with making sure the apocalypse doesn’t happen. I’m just sayin’ if he’s asking questions about you, it can’t be a good thing,” Skye said, picking at her blood-red nails.
“True enough. But, if he thinks I’m going to help him, he has another thing coming. That fucker turned his back on me and tossed my ass out when all I was trying to do was help.” Distracted by the annoying topic, I hadn’t noticed that my thrusting had become too hard for the mere human woman until she went flying off the other side of the bed. She screamed as she soared past Neven, who watched her naked ass sail by and hit the floor hard.
At first glance, you’d think she was injured with the limp way she was sprawled out, but the look on her face said quite the opposite.
“What was that,” Skye asked as she peered at the screen as if a different angle would give her a better look.
“Oh my god, that was the best. Can I come back again,” the unknown woman asked as she slowly sat up. Her hair was the perfect picture of just fucked as it stood out in every direction, and her once pristine makeup was smeared down her face from sweat.
“Since I said no questions, and you cannot follow orders, the answer is no, now get out. Actually, all of you get out. I’m annoyed now.”
“Oh shit, give me a minute,” Neven groaned and picked up his pace until he grunted. He flopped forward on the bed and pushed the used girl off the side. “Thank Lucifer, I didn’t think I could last another six,” Neven panted hard.
“But you’re still hard,” one of the other girls standing in the door said to me. She pointed to the substantial cock standing at attention.
“Nothing my hand or a little demon ass can’t handle. Now go.” The girl screwed up her face at the mention of a demon but didn’t question and quickly jogged out the door.
“I hope you didn’t mean my little demon ass?” Skye said sarcastically.
“You didn’t seem to mind the last time I split that pussy open, but no, I was planning on using your brother since he’s already here and ready.”
“No, I’m not,” Neven mumbled, his face planted firmly in the hoard of pillows.
“I was desperate, and it had been a while,” Skye said. “It had nothing to do with your performance.” Skye’s lip curled up, her dark eyes glinting, which told me she was most certainly lying.