Sneak Peek - Hell Forged: Chapter 6
Hello everyone! Here's a Sneak Peek of Hell Forged Chapter 6!
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DESCRIPTION:
Now that Kaleth has stated nothing is off limits, Bereft gives Mathias' home a visit, starting with his wife. Unfortunately, the holy mage had put up some protective wardings around the home that they'll have to deal with first.
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Hell Forged
Chapter 6 : In the Name of the Mother
Sneak Peek
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"So, like this?" She asked as she laid down on the bed, her sweater pulled up to expose her toned and soft belly. She was a little plump there since her daughter was born, and she never managed to fully lose the little belly, but it only made her cuter and more innocent looking.
"Yes, that's perfect," Bereft breathed. "Now I warn you, this will be a little painful at first, but once your body gets over the shock, it'll feel better."
"How bad will it hurt?" Alice tensed up a bit.
"Shhhh...no worries," Bereft said to reassure her. "It'll be a little burning sensation. Like candle wax or a hot coffee mug. You just need to stay calm and it'll be okay."
"Okay," Alice relaxed as best she could. "I'm...I'm ready."
Why are you being so gentle with her? Kaleth asked annoyed. I wanted carnage and brimstone. Not some slow-burn porno.
Relax, kid. We are in the lion's den here. Sure, she's not an exorcist, but we need to tread lightly. At least until we can break the damn warding around this place.
Fine, Kaleth internally rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. This bitch is practically begging for it though. How easy was it to get her laying on her back?
We'll be doing a lot more before we're done with her, Bereft chuckled darkly before continuing his conversation with Alice.
"Don't worry Alice," Bereft cooed like a vet trying to calm a nervous pup. "I've got you now. I've got you."
Bereft lifted his thumb to his mouth and bit down on it, his fangs breaking the skin. Kaleth was still surprised he didn't feel any pain, but he knew what Bereft had promised him. That felt like so long ago now.
"You're using blood?"
"Yes, infused blood. It won't work unless I'm using some form of sacrifice. A little blood loss is a small price to pay for keeping you safe." He placed his thumb and fore finger together to smear the blood over his pointer finger. "Don't worry about me. I'll be quick about it. Just lay back and look toward the heavens." Kaleth shuddered at the irony of those words.
Alice did as she was told and looked up at the ceiling. Bereft smiled warmly and got to work. He placed his index finger just below her belly button and started to draw. Alice winced, but stayed still enough. The black corrupted blood stained her white fur black as Bereft wove the blood into a sharp and angled design. If you didn't know any better, you'd say it was a tramp stamp.
"You're doing very well, Alice," Bereft reassured her.
"It just burns a bit-ah!" Alice shivered as a twinge of heat rippled below her flesh. It was subtle, but it was there. It was like the marking was dripping through her skin and staining something beneath it.
"You're doing great, Alice," Bereft cooed. "I'm almost done. It should start to feel a little different."
"It...it isn't as bad..." Alice admitted. It was like getting into water that was too hot, but she was quickly adjusting to the temperature. In all reality, it felt more like a warm, soothing message. Those hot pinpricks were slowly becoming gentle, warm fingers working over the worry in her gut. Soothing her and making her feel relaxed.
"There," Bereft breathed and finished making the heart right over her womb. The wound on Bereft's thumb instantly healed and he whipped the black ichor off on his vestments. "How do you feel?"
"I feel...warm," Alice murred. The tat faintly glowed a hellish red as it pulsed.
"It'll start to feel pretty good soon," Bereft pulled the white collar of his vestments off and licked his lips.
Holy shit Bereft! Do you smell that? Kaleth had to suppress a moan as need and desire started to waft up from Alice.
Hell yeah, kid. Now you're using your kinling senses. You feel that heat coming off her? It's draining her magical energy and forcing her cycle to change.
Her cycle? You mean she's...
Hot-to-trot? Yes. She'll be a good...
Brood Whore, the two thought in unison.
Alice bit her lip as the warmth ran up her abdomen, rolling through her like a wave and crashing against her heart. Her pulse raced, her nips tingled, her panties were getting wet, and she was fully oblivious to the danger she was in. Alice gave off a sound halfway between a moan and a groan. She pulled her sweater off and shirt without thinking. She left herself exposed, she was far too warm, her head was fuzzy, and she felt...
...good.
"Father...it feels so good. I feel so warm and safe, and...ah..." Alice shuddered, her thighs quivering as goosebumps rippled across her flesh. Her fur stood on end as her toes flexed and fanned. Bereft placed a hand on Alice's cheek, gently stroking it with his thumb, but unable to hold himself back from causing his claw to scratch her cheek. The pain caused her entire body to shake with pleasure. Bereft had to hold back the urge to gouge her face with that thumb. Sure, she would orgasm from the abuse, but that's not what he was here for. He reminded himself she wasn't the focus of his rage, but merely a casualty in a battle against their real enemy.
Bereft lifted their hand and licked the fragment of blood from his claw and moaned. It was pure, it was holy, and it was defenseless against him. No, he needed to keep her in one piece if they were to get what they really wanted.
Bereft moved his hand down to Alice's pants and undid the button from her jeans. Alice instinctively put her hands on the drake's defensively, but as she felt his scales, the hellish heat behind them, her fingers grew weak, her arms heavy, and her resolve wavered as she let her hands fall to her sides.
"That's a good girl," Bereft murred. The words causing Alice to shiver. "You don't want to stop me, do you?" He said, undoing her zipper, exposing her underwear. It wasn't anything fancy. Something to work the garden in, but it was definitely higher end than what a nun would wear.
"N-No...I-I..." She moaned, her ruby eyes flashing open to look at the drake, for what felt like the first time. His jaw was powerful, his body strong and youthful. Her husband hadn't gotten her hot like this in such a long time, and this drake was a virile stud.
"Don't worry," Bereft breathed. "You're all mine now. No one is going to hurt you, unless you want them to." Bereft slipped his fingers under the hem of those panties. The warmth of her heat was already making them warm and humid, slick and wet. He gently brushed his fingers over her clit. Like a musician strumming a cord, it caused Alice to sing a whorish song of moans and squeaks.
"I...oh God..." Alice's legs shook as she spread them wide. Where was all this coming from? She thought about the warding, but that felt like a distant dream. Her whole life felt like a distant dream leading up to this moment. She was claimed...she was wanted...and she was desired. Desired by...by...
"Oh God!" she panted out. "What...what's going on?"
"God isn't here," Bereft answered. "But I am." Bereft slowly messaged that clit, his fingers sliding down to kiss the folds just below and tweak and stroke that clit between his soft knuckles.