Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

Sweat runs down my skin as Azael pounds hard into my body. Lately, things have not turned out how Azael wants, and the rapes have become even more vicious. After years of enduring them, I became used to being... used as a stress reliever

If everything turns out as I want, I will be out soon, and the facility that has been my...prison...home...will be no more

Azael pushes my face into the old mattress as he moves faster, bringing forth the spikes he has in his piercings, making my ass bleed. It hurt so fucking much that both my demon and angel snarl in my head. It feel like my ass is being ripped in two and I am on the verge of vomiting

More sweat runs down his skin

I try to let my mind wander, to not feel what is being done to me. To escape the torture, the agony, and the humiliation. Azael continues to inflict as much pain as possible, and the squeaking of the old metal bed keeps me grounded, not letting me escape inside my head. How I hate this bed. One day, I will melt it

For several long minutes, I endure the brutal rape until Azael finally grunts behind me, putting an end to my suffering for now. After coming inside my bleeding ass, Azael pulls out as fast as he entered me and stands. With a bit of luck, Azael is done with me, and I can take a shower and sleep. My angel and demon will take care of the healing for me

"713, come here!" Azael says in a commanding tone

I turn on my back so fast I almost fall out of bed. I forgot Azael brought 713 with him. Three days have passed since I was last allowed to see her

713 is on her knees in front of the door. Her gaze shines with unshed tears. The hatred I harbor for Azael grows even stronger as I look into 713's white eyes

"Clean my cock with your mouth," Azael orders 713

My demon growled with rage. 713 is my demon's mate and Azael loves to rape her in front of me, wanting to provoke my demon. If not for my angel, Azael might have succeeded. But my Behemoth only growls as he watches what Azael does to 713Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Still on her knees, 713 moves toward the bed and wraps her dainty fingers around Azael's cock. Azael turns to the side so I can see 713 sucking him. His spikes are still out. Usually, they are hidden within his piercings. Azael uses them when he is furious with an experiment. From what I know, Azael controls the spikes with the help of his angel

With her eyes on me, 713 licks the blood and the cum from Azael. Cuts appear on her tongue but disappear moments later. The horrible experiments Azael did on 713 made her heal faster than anyone I have ever seen. I have been permanently altered as well

When 713 isn't as fast as Azael wants, he slaps her so hard that she

falls to the floor. I fist my hands, trembling with rage as I watch helplessly how Azael abuses the only person I care for. My demon growls so loudly that for a moment, I think I would turn into a Behemoth, but nothing happens

713 gets back to her knees and resumes cleaning Azael's dick

When she is done, Azael tucks himself in his pants. "514, you have an hour with 713." Azael looked over his shoulder at me. "Make the most of the time while you can. In a few hours, she will be taken to experiment 919," Azael smirks before leaving

A loud growl echoes in the small cell after the door is locked. I stand fast and rush to the door. Blood mixed with cum runs down my legs. My knees buckle, and I brace myself against the door