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Chapter 52: War talk
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Captured by Satan Chapter 53: Fire and Ice
After another fire-dream, I woke up to shuffling. My skin was on fire. And when I opened my eyes, I saw Sam standing with his back to me, looking like salvation. That's why my body was too hot. It craved his bite. And seeing him, holy fucking moly, did I want him to bite me. "Sam." I managed to croak out. He spun around swiftly, a deep frown etched on his face. His gaze fixated on my discarded jeans and top strewn on the floor beside me, casting a slightly perplexed glance my way. He was in the middle of taking his shirt off and still had his fingers on the middle button. Oh, that cool skin. "I don't feel well." I murmured, my voice barely more than a pathetic whisper. Abandoning whatever he was doing, Sam was instantly at my side on his knees. His cool, heavenly hand touched my forehead and he flinched back. "Fucking hell, flower, you're burning up." He sounded a little bit shocked but saw him swallow immediately when his eyes went to my neck. He looked at the entrance of the
Captured by Satan Chapter 54: Dare to stop me
"You're turning me into an addict, flower." He whispered, his breath caressing my skin. "Your blood when you're scared.. Fuck.. It just all tastes so different." He mumbled softly. "It's like I can tell exactly what you're feeling. I've never felt so much emotion. Whatever you're feeling, it just passes right through me. I'm a demon, I'm not supposed to feel alive like this. It tasted goddamn forbidden." I swallowed heavily at his words and wondered how numb he usually felt. Did nothing bring him happiness? His intense gaze remained fixed on me. "I'm never letting you go." "We'll see about that." I whispered back, my eyes half closed. It felt like my body was attacked but in the most delicious way. "Oh, baby... You know that your body and mind are utterly dependent on me now, right?" His hand moved closer across my stomach as he spoke, and I tensed when his fingers brushed my lace underwear. "Shall we explore something else?" He whispered with a voice that promised nothing but bad
Captured by Satan Chapter 55: Paint
"Thirty seconds!" Sam yelled, a smirk playing on his lips as he locked eyes with me. I could feel his fingers exploring, and when his thumb slid over my swollen clitoris, I bit down harder. I stared at him, furious, and he looked back at me like he was thoroughly enjoying this. His hard dick against me proved it. When his fingers kept playing with me, kept giving me forbidden, white-hot pleasure, I bit down as hard as I could and I drove the knife into his skin, because I was losing it. My sensations were overwhelming me. I was struggling to hold my orgasm back, trying to not give him the satisfaction. I didn't want to succumb to the devil. He seemed unfazed. He didn't even feel a freaking knife going into his body or my hard teeth biting into his hand. But I felt the warm evidence of his arousal staining my leg. Precum smeared the inside of my thigh. The motherfucker was turned on by this. "I'll bite your clit next time." He taunted, his breath hot against my face as his thumb pr
Captured by Satan Chapter 56: Fishing for fear
His eyes went down instantly, like magnets. His eyes were locked on my bare breasts for several lingering seconds. A droplet of dark red blood fell from the brush in his hand, staining the carpet beneath us. "They're pretty, aren't they?" I asked, my tone sweet and teasing. He shifted his gaze back to my face momentarily, only to return to staring intently at my chest. "Pretty? Is that the word you want me to use?" He inquired, stepping forward as his brush headed straight for the spot he couldn't tear his eyes away from. I was about to speak, but the cold brush touched my skin just above my breasts and I gasped softly instead. My nipples hardened instantly and Sam's focus remained locked on them as he painted my upper body. I stayed silent, focused on my breathing and maybe peeked down secretly at Sam's naked chest. He was still only wearing his jeans and I cleared my throat as I looked up again. Sam smirked, his eyes still on my naked breasts, and moved the brush down over my sto
Captured by Satan Chapter 57: Open your mouth
I found myself staring at him just as openly as he had done to me earlier. I felt his gaze on my face, and before I could utter a word, he swiftly interrupted. "If you dare utter the word 'pretty', you'll be fighting in this war completely naked." Sam said with his King's tone. A snort involuntarily escaped my lips, and I continued to gaze downwards while tilting my head slightly. "I was going to say something else, but never mind." I responded. Signalling for him to turn around, he obeyed obediently and I placed the brush on his ass. "What? What did you want to say?" Sam asked, his face turned to me. "I forgot now." I stated as I drew a lovely little heart on his right ass cheek. On the other cheek, I wrote my name. This was art in itself. Suppressing a fit of laughter, I hurriedly painted his legs with my body bent down, then tapped his hip to signal him to turn around. He did, and before he was fully turned around, I went down on my knees. Sam choked on his words as he took i
Captured by Satan Chapter 58: Bra
"My brothers always used to have impeccable timing." Sam grumbled out. I tightened the blanket around me. "It seems the gods don't leave us be." I remarked pointedly. "Fuck the gods." Samael replied as he walked over to me with a piece of clothing in his hand. "Where are your weapons, my flower?" Standing before me, his eyes scanned down my wrapped form. "I'm not sure," I said as I dropped the blanket from my body, "I believe they're behind you." Eyes raked down my naked body. "You better fetch them." He whispered. "Will you?" I responded with a sweet tone. Nudity never bothered me much. "What is your weapon of choice today?" He asked me with a teasing tone. "I seem to remember I misplaced my knife somewhere. In the side of a rather awful attacker." I explained. "Oh no," Sam stepped towards me, "How did this... Awful demon... Attack you?" He stood directly in front of me, and his finger lifted my chin, tilting my face upwards. "He made me scream, my king." I whispered to his
Captured by Satan Chapter 59: Fly
We walked for what seemed like hours, the tension palpable throughout our journey. We maintained silence, and I refrained from mentioning my aching feet or gnawing hunger. When the area around us opened and the dense forest was traded for sandy ground with fewer trees, I knew we had reached the sea. Within minutes, the expanse of a boundless blue ocean stretched before me. There was nothing, no sign of life to be seen on the water. Perched upon a mountain, we gazed down at the grand ocean. Beneath us, there were hundreds of ships. Enormous wooden ships with colourful sails, all poised to venture deeper into the unknown. The atmosphere changed from tense to anticipation and a tinge of fear. This was a serious matter. "How are we going to get down?" I asked with a frown. Before anyone could respond, Adrian, Lucifer, and Belgephor leaped from the ledge. My shocked gasp was cut off when Sam grabbed me and jumped off with me in his arms. A scream welled up, but Sam pressed his hand ag
Captured by Satan Chapter 60: Ships
Samuel turned around and faced me. I stood aside, opening the pathway for him to board his ship. He strode past me, his posture proud and unwavering. I followed with a spring in my step. I relished the idea of being on boats, sailing, and swimming. Wruy followed me, determined not to let any fear show. Both men stayed in the middle of the wooden plank while I looked over the edge with interest. I would just love to jump down right now, right in the water. We walked up and up, until we reached the deck of the enormous ship. Sam jumped over the ledge, immediately turned around and held his hand out for me to grab. I would act surprised by his gesture, but to be fair, this behaviour was to be expected of any decent person. My fingers grasped his hand and his cool skin tingled against mine when he tightened his hold on me. With his assistance, I manoeuvred over the ledge, both feet landing on the grand wooden deck. As expected, the ship bore the signature black signature colour, adorne
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