This has been one hell of a life. I was killed at 26 years old, turned into a Deminoir, a bastard child of god’s dark lust. I fought my way through the three most powerful Deminoir’s, their kings. Wound up in the care and under the command of one of god’s light children, a Lumazi. Trapped in the home were my human family had been savagely murdered when I was a small child. Like I said this has been one hell of a life.
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The rumble of thunder made my body tense; lightning began to tear apart the sky assaulting my eyes with its brilliant blue glow. I had fallen asleep somehow; my body ached from being frozen in that kneeling position.
I had that dream again, except my mask and gown had shifted into a black, I was in a river deep in rocks and fog. The thunder shattered that dream quickly. A loud crack assaulted the room, another bolt struck out just above me. I whimpered softly, I hate thunder storms.
A chill went up my body causing me to shudder stiffly. I tried to look around but only darkness met my gaze. Even the continuous flashes of lightning weren’t enough to completely penetrate the gloom that surrounded me.
A creak in the floor put me on edge listening very carefully. “Are you finally awake?” Devon’s deep voice asked from the infinite black in front of me.
I nodded not sure if he could see me or not.
“Good.” He remarked, his voice caressing the shadows lovingly.
He shifted his weight causing the floor to squeak again, he was behind me now. My spine jolted straight sending blinding pain through me.
“Are you that afraid of me Seraph?” his voice sounded amused at the thought, he had moved to my right.
I didn’t answer trying to calm my racing heart, which was threatening to drown out all noise entirely.
“Won’t you even speak to me in your mind anymore Deminoir?” Smugness dripped from every word.
“Shall I tell you something?” Devon paused as if waiting for me to respond. I let him wait. “Yes well, this must be said. I was contacted to bring you to the council for integration and training of your newly found powers.” He reached out and brushed the still tender tattoo on my left arm, I whimpered from the pain.
“Still sore? I guess that’s to be expected. Since you have not objected to meeting the council I will inform them to set the meeting. Until then Seraph Dekar,” his breath caressed down my neck and shoulders as he leaned in very close in front of me. “You are ordered to remain in my care until I release you from that bond.” The arrogance of his tone fueled a rage inside my belly that I did not know I had. I could smell the blood coursing through his veins in front of my mouth. The hunger only added to my anger.
“Hungry?” he mocked cruelly. “It has been over three days since you’ve eaten and lusted, I guess you would be hungry by now.”
Three days? My mind raced trying to recall, the night we healed me, then I slept over a day, then the night of the voice, then the dream. Yeah I guess it has been three days, which meant he’d left me frozen in this command state for over two of those three days the limey bastard, no wonder I was so damn stiff.
“If you’ll be polite, I will see to your food needs.” He murmured sweetly into my hair. He was behind me now. He was showing off his power, no longer having to pretend to be human. “That’s right Seraph, no sense pretending.” He agreed with my unsent thoughts. “And limey bastard? Yeah I guess I am being slightly petty, keeping you in a command like you did me.”
He had moved again, he was beside me whispering softly in my ear. “But I’ve done one better . . .” pausing to add tension to his reveal. “I was commanded to break your heart bonds from your master, so you will not be found or tracked when you meet the council. Of course, it was a command I enjoyed very much.” He said kissing my neck slightly making my body flinch in surprise.
“How did you break the heart bond?” I sent out to him trying to keep all other thoughts shielded from him.
“With blood of course, you had taken my blood twice with the thought to heal. I’ve given you another dose, controlling it myself and sending it to your heart, breaking the bonds that were placed there, like a healing in a way.” His hand reached out and tucked a wild strand of my hair behind my ear. He kissed the lobe softly, “I love that your hair is so curly and wild now, it’s very sexy.”
What does he mean my hair is curly? Did this come from sleeping with the Lumazi? Did Neth know what would happen if I had sex with both a Deminoir and a Lumazi and how it would change me? I tried holding on to that pool of anger but felt it slipping away, the desire he was evoking was a much stronger need.
“You’ve met Neth?” He asked almost in awe.
I shielded myself from him and he snorted amused.
“So what do you say Seraph? If I release you from the commands do you promise not to scream and run away?” He kissed my neck very slowly tasting the pulse of me. “If you can promise that, then I will promise to feed you fully.” He mouthed against the nape of my neck sending jolts of painful yet achingly familiar blissful light pleasure down to my core.