Made in Hell 3 Chapter 3

“First things first, we need to work out where our imps are being held,” I began as I ran my hand along Ashe’s thigh in thought. “The incubi could have setups all over Rengfri, and unless we know where they’re being held hostage, it’s going to be difficult for us to rescue them.”

“I agree.” Ashe nodded. “Those incubi bastards aren’t ignorant, and they know exactly what they’re doing.”

“Do you know anyone who knows the incubi personally?” Sveila asked and traced circles on my upper thigh. “They are in power in this district, after all.”

“No, I don’t,” I sighed. “The tabaxi said his breed used to rule the Shadow Quarters before the incubi took over, but I don’t think he’d know their dark secrets.”

“What about Madame Nyra?” Ashe suggested. “She appears to know everyone’s secrets and whereabouts.”

“She’s definitely a possibility,” I replied. “She has her band of black fairies to care for, though, so she might not be too eager to divulge much about the incubi in general. You know she puts the safety of ‘her darlings’ first. She didn’t even want to tell us about the priest.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right,” Ashe agreed, and started leaving kisses on my shoulder. “We could keep her on the list, but for now, I think we need to look for someone with less to lose.”

“The other issue we have to consider is that the incubi always gather minions,” I continued. “So, we have to be careful who we approach about this. One wrong move, and word will get back to the incubi, and they’ll have time to alter their own plans for the imps before we can free them.”

“I’d be happy to work my magic on anyone we interrogate.” Sveila smirked.

“I also have a beautiful collection of weapons to threaten them with,” Ashe giggled against my neck.

“I do love seeing you two working together,” I replied as I pulled the women tighter against me. “There is no better sight than the two of you doing what you do best and scaring the shit out of people.”

“We just want to please you, master,” Ashe purred in my ear.

“It’s working,” I groaned lightly.

My demon huntress ran a hand over my front and toyed with the buttons of my shirt. Then she slipped two fingers under the material and began to scratch my skin with her nails, and she brushed her chest against my arm so I could feel her nipples through the fabric.

Sveila chuckled sinfully as she began to copy Ashe’s movements, and both seductive women blew whispers of their warm breath against my ear.

Their soft bodies and pawing sent shivers through my body, and I realized it was just about time to set our conversations aside for the night.

“My women are needy this evening.” I smirked.

“We’re always needy,” Sveila whispered. “Especially when it comes to you, master.”

“If you behave this evening, perhaps I’ll reward you with what you really want,” I murmured.

“We’ll always do as you say, my lord,” Ashe replied and nipped at my ear. “You only need to give the command.”

“In that case, let’s finish our planning before you make my cock grow any harder,” I chuckled.

Both women moved back only slightly, but they kept their hands roaming over me. The scent of their arousal piqued in the air, and I allowed that to fuel my senses while I tried not to salivate too much.

“You’re sure the incubi have others working for them?” Sveila questioned.

“Absolutely.” I nodded. “The incubi never walk alone, and there’s always some lesser being who completes their tasks for them.”

“Yeah, those bastards are too scared to really show their faces,” Ashe snorted. “Unless they want to fuck with our imps, of course.”

“Anyone around here could be a minion of theirs, we just need to work out who it is,” I explained. “If we can find out who works for the incubi, then we can work out where to go from there.”

“What would our plan be?” Sveila asked. “Do we use it to our advantage and overpower the minions? Or do we stay as far away from them as possible?”

“As soon as we’ve found out who it is, we can interrogate them and see what these fucking incubi are up to,” I answered. “If the minions can tell us where the imps are being held, that would give us the upperhand in this situation. However, we’d need to be cautious with how we go about this so the incubi don’t figure out what we’re up to. For all we know, any of our neighbors could be doing their dirty work.”

“I wouldn’t put it past the banshees to be involved,” Ashe snickered. “Especially after seeing how much they adored those Hellhound heads.”

I grinned at the memory of the decapitated heads pierced onto the tips of wooden spikes, with pools of blood forming on the ground.

“Maybe the incubi had enlisted the orcs’ help?” I suggested. “We’ve both felt their disdain toward us.”

“Perhaps the orc had been told to give us that free food after we’d defeated the demon?” Ashe queried. “Their mission could have been to get on our good side, and then nestle themselves closer into our group.”

“Possibly.” I nodded.

“We’re already aware that the vampires had been in with them,” Ashe added.

“Well, at least I know for certain that the werewolves aren’t involved,” Sveila sighed. “They’re not exactly known for making friends, and they seldom allow others to man the strings.”

“Then why have they allowed Atticus to hunt with them?” Ashe asked with a soft laugh.

“Because the men know they can still hold some power, which wouldn’t be the same with the incubi,” Sveila explained. “Atticus is a fair master. He has shown he’ll allow them some freedom in return for their loyalty.”

“True,” Ashe agreed, and she started tracing my jawline with her fingertips.

“It wouldn’t surprise me if the priest had been involved with the incubi somehow,” I said with a shake of my head. “That fucker did whatever he could to work his way around the city.”

“I doubt he’d be foolish enough to dabble with demons,” Sveila countered. “Even for him… that’s too great a risk within the Church.”

“Who else could be involved, though?” Ashe asked.

“Anyone.” I shrugged. “The elves, the goblins, perhaps even the dwarves in The Slums. They were cast out of the other areas by the incubi, but that doesn’t mean they haven’t been enslaved.”

“If anything, I think it would be someone who held some sort of vulnerability,” Sveila suggested. “Someone who needed the added protection from others. No one would mess with the incubi’s army.”

“Apart from us,” I snickered.

“Yes, others are far too scared to attempt the things you do,” Sveila purred as she flicked her tongue on my earlobe. “Yet you would stop at nothing to retrieve what’s been stolen from you.”

“No one fucks with my business.” I shrugged. “Not uless they want me fucking with theirs.”

“But then what should we do about this?” Ashe asked. “What if the minions refuse to talk?”

“I’ll happily make them talk,” Sveila suggested.

“I’m sure you would.” I winked. “But if they are as feeble and innocent as we think they are, then it wouldn’t take much to make them confess to everything. A little threat, some mind control… all that fun shit.”

“However, we’ll need to be certain of the location of our imps before we jump into anything,” Ashe added. “We cannot automatically assume the minions will tell us the right place.”

“That’s a good point,” I agreed.

“So, if we can scope out the area the minions mention and get a feel for it,” my demon lover continued, “then we’ll know how to handle the situation.”

“And as soon as we get the whereabouts, I can be the one to walk up there and steal the imps back,” Sveila offered.

“No, that’s too dangerous,” I said with a shake of my head. “The incubi want us to appear, that’s the reason they stole the imps in the first place. We need to keep our distance and follow in their footsteps by using our own minions. Once the imps have been rescued, then we can plan a direct attack of our own.”

“It could also put the imps at more risk if you show up, Sveila,” Ashe added. “The incubi would know you’re with us by now, and as soon as they see you on their land, they wouldn’t hesitate to attack. It’ll be a fucking bloodbath.”

“Ashe is right.” I nodded. “They’d kill the imps before you even had the chance to take a breath.”

“I’m not one to say no to a fight, but even I think it’s too soon to start one.” Ashe slumped against the back of the couch. “It would only cause more issues later if we start a fight now, and I bet Sveila wouldn’t be able to leave the fucking torture house without one starting.”

“You’re probably correct,” Sveila scoffed. “I cannot wait to get my hands around the incubi’s scrawny necks. The hideous shit they pull--”

“I agree, but we need to handle this the right way,” I replied. “We can send others to rescue the imps and save the bloodbath for when we know exactly who we’re working with, where they’re headquarters are, what they’re numbers are like, all the crucial details.”

“That is smart,” Sveila said as crossed one leg over the other. “We’ll have to learn about their powers, their army, and any other advantages the incubi may come with.”

“Exactly.” I smirked.

“So, who do we send on the mission to save the imps?” Ashe asked.

“That’s the easiest question to answer,” I decided. “From what I witnessed this evening, our best bet would be the werewolves. Especially since you said the pack aren’t involved with the incubi, Sveila.”

Sveila sighed quietly, but it was loud enough for me to hear the apprehension. The werewolves seemed to be the best option for me, but it was harder for the Red Witch to come to terms with having them on our side.

“I know you don’t feel the same way about them as I do,” I said with a gentle hand on her knee. “But I watched them hunt tonight, and I saw how they work as a pack. They’ll be a great asset to us.”

“I trust your judgement, but I don’t trust theirs,” Sveila replied with an unsteady voice. “They hate me, Atticus, and although they’ve told you they won’t hurt me, it’s difficult for me to just take their word for it.”

“Anyone who’s lied to me in the past has met a slow and painful death,” my demonic tone came out in my laugh. “If they attempt to double cross me, then they clearly don’t own an inch of intelligence.”

“If you want them as allies, then I’ll go along with it.” Sveila caught my eye with a small smile. “As long as they don’t try and kill me, then I’ll show them respect and gratitude for their assistance.”

“I won’t allow any of them to harm you,” I promised her. “I’ll sort it out and make sure everyone is safe. No one is going to die, not if I can help it.”

Sveila’s shoulders relaxed, almost as if a ton of weight had lifted from them, and she nodded lightly.

“Now that we’ve got that sorted, can we finally get some food?” Ashe broke the silence with her need for sustenance.

Sveila and I laughed, and the tense atmosphere in the room evaporated instantly. My stomach had been aching ever since I killed that undead unicorn, and I was almost as excited as Ashe was to enjoy some meat and bread.

We all wandered through to the kitchen, and I took a seat as Ashe and Sveila gathered some food together. One of our imps, Gyor, had been in charge of collecting food for us, and he was due to arrive in the morning with some more. Ashe had appointed herself as the leader of the kitchen, and she was more than happy to set up a platter whenever anyone needed something to eat.

As I waited for my women to fix some food together, I sorted through a velvet bag of pieces that had been left on the kitchen table from earlier. My middleman, Bennet, had dropped the money off before I left to see the werewolves, but I hadn’t had the time to count the coins out yet.

“I bet there’s six hundred pieces in there,” Ashe said as she placed a platter on the table.

“Hmm… I think there’s going to be less than that, maybe four hundred,” Sveila added her bet.

“I know what it should be, but I won’t say if any of you are right,” I snickered.

The women both laughed as they sat on either side of me and began to pick out a selection of food. I took a chunk of bread, added a slice of white meat on top of it, then threw it into my mouth as I took the first handful of coins from the bag. The gold coins shimmered in the warm light of the lantern on the table, and I made up piles of ten in a row in front of me.

The three of us continued to eat and stared greedily at the pieces as the piles continued to grow. By the time the bag was empty, the food had all been eaten, and I had thirty piles across the table.

“Three hundred, Sveila wins.” I smiled.

“Fuck,” Ashe muttered with a punch of her fist. “I was so close.”

“But Bennet has another sale tomorrow, so it’s only going to continue growing,” I replied.

“How are we ever going to transport all this money when we leave the island?” Sveila asked. “The chests of pieces will take up one vessel alone.”

“Then we’ll tell the werewolves we’ll need more than one.” I shrugged.

“I cannot wait to fill a room with pieces and lie across the coins,” Ashe said with a dreamy look on her face.

“And I cannot wait to witness that,” I replied. “So long as you’re naked while you do it, and Sveila joins you.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Ashe winked.

“Very much so,” I groaned.

The idea of my women lying across the wares of my growing empire was a sight I needed to witness. I’d fuck them using the tens of thousands of pieces as a bed, and the metallic clinking of the coins as they jostled underneath us would only increase the fiery surge of power in my veins.

A pleasurable dose of greed flowed through me at the sheer thought of it all, and my cock began to strain against my pants with the need to make the scene a reality. I looked up at Ashe and noticed she was licking the grease from her fingers, and when I peered over at Sveila, her tongue was slowly sliding across her bottom lip to clean some fruit juice off of it.

The sinful sight almost made me combust.

I grinned as I abruptly got up from the table, and both women looked up at once.

“Stand up,” I ordered with a stern voice.

I caught the sultry smile that crossed Ashe’s lips, and their subtle arousal began to flow through the air once more.

Then I threw Sveila over my shoulder, and I rounded the table to do the same with Ashe. Both of my lovers giggled with delight as I hauled them toward the stairs, and when I reached my bedroom, I kicked open the door and threw the women onto my bed.

“Get those off,” I demanded with a flick of my hand toward their garments.

Sveila had only been a part of our family for a couple of days, so she was still getting used to my commands, but she was a quick learner. Sveila knew I took control, unless it was a special occasion, and that I absolutely despised my women wearing undergarments. There was nothing worse than having to delay my satisfaction, and I needed them both to be ready for me at any given moment.

I began to rip the shirt from my body as Ashe and Sveila untied the backs of their dresses. The light of the moon shone through the windows, and it made their naked bodies glow as they knelt side by side for me.

The contrast between their skin tones became even more noticeable when they were fully exposed. Ashe’s body was pristine and icy pale, and Sveila was soft all over with warm, golden skin. My little demon had much more of an athletic and petite frame with perfectly honed muscles, and her glittering nipples and breasts sat neatly in the palm of my hand, but Sveila had more of an hourglass figure, and her breasts hung heavy with dark red cherry nipples that looked good enough to eat.

“Now, how do I wish to take you this evening?” I teased them both as I paced in front of the bed.

“Any way you wish, master,” Ashe whispered obediently.

“Do either of you deserve to be punished?” I asked. “Perhaps I need to teach you a lesson?”

From the scent in the air, and the desperate look on both their faces, I knew their need for my cock was strong, and both deserved to be punished at least a little bit.

“My lord, if I may?” Ashe asked as she sat up from the bed and held out her hand for me. “I wish to offer you an option.”

“An option?” I repeated.

“Yes, my lord, an option,” she replied.

I often found it difficult to deny my women, especially when they treated me so well, but I wanted to have my way with them this evening, so her idea had to be incredible in order for me to change my mind.

“What is it?” I asked.

Ashe glanced over at Sveila and then looked back at me. She twirled one strand of silver hair around her finger and looked up at me with an innocent expression.

“Sveila and I wish to make the commands this evening,” Ashe replied. “If that is okay with you, we wish to be the ones to please our master.”

My aching cock grew even harder at the sheer thought of having them command me. I had experienced the pleasure of obeying Ashe’s orders, but it was a first for Sveila, and definitely a first for them both together.

“And how do you wish to command me?” I asked.

“The way you deserve,” Sveila answered as she took my other hand. “You are so good to us, and we wish to repay you for your kindness.”

I didn’t get a chance to respond before both women brought me down to the bed, and I welcomed their roaming hands and heated kisses that they left across my body. Ashe ran her hands up my thighs while Sveila laid kisses all over my chest, but both women knew exactly how to handle me, and I let out a low growl of pleasure.

“So, what do you say, my lord?” Sveila whispered with her face inches from mine. “Will you allow us this pleasure?”

“Yes, will you allow us to show you the same satisfaction that you show us?” Ashe added.

“That depends,” I answered with a slight moan. “What do you wish to do to me?”

“Now, that’s for us to know, and for you to find out,” Ashe purred.

Sveila tugged at my earlobe with her teeth, and Ashe blew softly over my chest. Goosebumps erupted over my skin at their small, teasing movements, and I was suddenly desperate to know of their plans.

“Tell me what it is, or I’ll be the one to take control,” I said as firmly as possible.

It was difficult for me to think clearly, or even speak properly, with both women teasing me as much as they were. Their bodies looked so flawless in the moonlight, and it was all I had not to pin both of them down and devour them right that second.

“Fine,” Ashe pouted. “But I just need to go and get something from the next room.”

Ashe left me with a heated kiss before she climbed off the bed and skipped from the room.

I immediately turned my attention to Sveila, and the Red Witch gasped as I dragged her body against mine. I kept her on her knees as I bit into her slender neck, and I was so lost in her soft curves that I didn’t notice Ashe had returned.

Then I was suddenly pinned on my back by both women, and I grinned up at their bobbing breasts

Both of my lovers had devilish glints in their eyes now, and Ashe straddled my stomach as she gazed down at me.

“Sveila and I spotted a stall on our way home this evening, and something caught our attention,” the little fiend purred. “We thought we’d buy it just for you, so we hope you like it.”

I had no idea what she was talking about, but my cock continued to ache as I clutched at the beautiful demons thighs. I was about to tell the women that their present could wait until after I’d fucked them both, but Ashe continued to talk before I had the chance to say anything.

“Now, you’ll need to stay very still, unless you want to experience a burning pain.” Ashe grinned wickedly. “Perhaps we’ll let you try it out on us one day… but for now, it’s all for you.”

“Tell me what it is before I lose my fucking mind,” I demanded.

“So touchy,” Sveila chuckled. “We thought you’d like our little present.”

“Not if it keeps me away from you for a second longer,” I warned.

Both women breathed a little faster as they heard my demon voice grating in my throat, and they quivered lightly at the look on my face. I held their gaze so they’d know my patience was wearing thin, but I forced myself to resist taking charge just yet.

I knew my women would obey my every command.

Without another word, both women hurried to do my bidding, and they scrambled from the bed again.

I took a few deep breaths while my cock twitched impatiently, but then I felt them both take one of my ankles in their hands.

“What the fuck?” I muttered.

I sat up with my arms keeping me steady, and I found both of my lovers with coils and coils of rope in their hands. They tied one end of rope around each ankle with little smirks on their thick lips, and then they attached the other end to the bed frame and tied haphazard knots to keep it in place.

My anger quickly dissipated, and it was swapped with the surge of excitement and eagerness to see what their plans were.

Once the naked women finished tying my ankles, they returned to the sides of the bed, and they pushed me down flat and then repeated the same movement with my wrists.

I lay tied flat across the bed with little ability to move around, and I grinned as a smoky chuckle slipped from my lips.

It was torture in its finest form, and as my two lovers crawled up the bed to reach me, they sent me wicked little grins.

“Are you ready for us, master?” Ashe purred as she straddled my stomach once more, and she toyed with the end of the rope in her hands.

“More than ready,” I growled.

Then the two sinful beauties giggled with delight.