Aísē: My Five Supernatural Wives-Chapter 98: Where are you Valerian?
"Come again for me. Let me feel both of you break on my cock." As I said those words I felt something strange, a molten surge racing under my skin, like liquid sunlight pouring straight into my veins.
My vision sharpened, the edges of the chamber glowing gold.
Mephistopheles froze mid-thrust, her eyes widening as a mark blazed across my chest: a radiant golden bow with an arrow piercing a heart, pulsing in time with my heartbeat.
"W-what the hell is that...?" she rasped, voice cracking between demonic growl and Isabella’s trembling whisper. I didn’t answer. Couldn’t. The power flooding me was too intoxicating. My hips snapped forward, burying myself to the hilt in one brutal stroke.
PLAP!
Her whole body jolted. A strangled cry tore from her throat (half Mephistopheles’ snarl, half Isabella’s broken sob)."N-no—! That mark—!"
She tried to claw at my chest, but her hands shook too hard to do more than smear the glowing sigil with her own sweat and juices.I gripped her hips hard enough to bruise, lifting her and slamming her back down again and again.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Each impact sent a ripple after ripple through her plush ass, her tits bouncing wildly, nipples so stiff they looked painful. The condom was soaked, stretched thin, the latex squeaking obscenely as her creamy release frothed around the base of my cock."Valerian—! S-stop—! Something’s— ahhn~!"
Her back arched violently as the golden light flared brighter. The mark burned hotter, and with it came a wave of raw, primal dominance I’d never felt before.I leaned in, teeth grazing the shell of her ear.
"You wanted my soul, demon?" I growled, voice layered with something ancient and hungry. "Take it. Take all of it."I flipped us in one smooth motion. Suddenly she was beneath me, wrists pinned above her head by one of my hands while the other hooked under her knee, spreading her wide. The new angle let me drive even deeper, the swollen head of my cock kissing her cervix on every punishing thrust.
SCHLICK—PLAP! SCHLICK—PLAP!
Her pussy fluttered helplessly, walls milking me in frantic spasms.
"F-fuck—! Too deep—! You’re breaking me— both of us—!"
Tears streaked down her cheeks, mascara running in black rivers across flushed skin. Her heterochromatic eyes flickered wildly: purple, blue, purple, blue, until finally both locked on solid, terrified sapphire.
"Valerian... I-I can feel you in my womb..." Isabella’s real voice whimpered, small and lost. "It’s too much... I’m scared... but don’t stop... please don’t stop..."I kissed her hard, swallowing her cries, tasting salt and sulfur and desperate, confused love.
My hips never slowed. The golden mark pulsed brighter with every thrust, like it was drinking in her pleasure, her fear, her surrender.I broke the kiss just long enough to growl against her lips:
"Then come for me again, Isabella. Let the demon feel what it’s like to lose."I angled my hips, grinding the thick ridge of my cock directly against that spot inside her that made her scream. Her entire body seized.
"AHHHNNNN—!!"A fresh gush of slick heat flooded around me as she came undone a second time, harder than the first, pussy clamping down so tight the condom squeaked in protest. Her nails raked bloody furrows down my back, legs locking around my waist like she never wanted me to leave.The golden mark flared white-hot.
I felt the exact moment Mephistopheles lost her grip: a guttural, furious shriek that wasn’t human tore from her throat as black smoke tried to pour from Isabella’s mouth, only to be slammed back down by the radiant sigil burning on my chest.I didn’t stop.
Couldn’t.
I fucked her straight through the third orgasm, the fourth, until her voice was nothing but hoarse, broken sobs of my name and her thighs trembled uncontrollably around my hips.
Only when her eyes rolled back, body limp and twitching with aftershocks, did I finally let myself go.With a guttural snarl I buried myself to the root and came, flooding the condom in thick, heavy pulses that seemed to go on forever.
The golden mark pulsed once, t
wice, then slowly faded, leaving only faint glowing lines across my skin.I collapsed over her, both of us panting, sweat-slick and shaking.
Isabella’s real voice, soft and dazed, whispered against my neck:
"...Valerian... I think... I think I understand now..."Mephistopheles was silent.
For the first time since this began, completely, utterly silent.
Did I win, no...Meohistopheles is probably knocked out from pleasure and Isabella will soon lose her control over her body.
I lifted my head, meeting Isabella’s dazed sapphire gaze as the last shudders of our mutual climax faded. Her skin was flushed, hair damp with sweat, and her lips swollen from my kisses. She looked utterly wrecked—both physically and emotionally—and I knew our time was running out before Mephistopheles regained her strength."Isabella," I murmured urgently, brushing a strand of hair from her forehead.
"Listen to me. You must not give in to that demon. Fight her, okay? Don’t let her control you again."Her brow furrowed slightly, confusion clouding her eyes as she struggled to process my words through the haze of pleasure and exhaustion.
"Valerian... I don’t understand... What’s happening to me?" she whispered brokenly.
I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, wishing I could shield her from the horror of what was really going on. "Just trust me," I pleaded softly.
Isabella’s eyes fluttered closed for a moment, a pained expression crossing her face as she struggled against Mephistopheles’ influence. When she opened them again, they were filled with tears and resignation.
"I’m sorry, Valerian," she whispered, her voice trembling.
"But I already made the contract... I am inseparable from her now.
"A shudder ran through her body as Mephistopheles began to reassert control, the demon’s malicious aura flickering back to life around us."You should have just let me possess you completely when I had the chance," Mephistopheles sneered, her voice echoing through Isabella’s throat.
"Now look at the mess we’re in."She pushed against my chest weakly, trying to dislodge me from atop her. "Get off me, hybrid. Our little game is over... for now."
I hesitated, torn between my anger at Mephistopheles and the knowledge that Isabella was still trapped inside that body.With a deep breath, I pushed myself off her and stood, towering over the demon-possessed girl.
"Isabella," I said firmly, ignoring Mephistopheles’ sneer.
"Tell me who made you summon Mephistopheles. Who’s really behind this?"For a moment, nothing happened. Mephistopheles glared up at me defiantly, but then Isabella’s voice broke through, small and broken."My father...Austin Astor... he manipulated me into it," she confessed, tears streaming down her face.
"He said it was the only way to save our family from ruin... and save you from the getting involved in the war...I didn’t know what else to do..."Mephistopheles’ expression darkened, her eyes flashing with fury as she realized the truth had been revealed.
"You stupid girl!" she snarled at Isabella in her mind and looked back at in annoyance "Now that it had come to this I have no other choice" She muttured her eyes glowing with anger.
I assumed she wanted to attack or something But what she did next caught me off gaurd.
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Aisha marched through the dimly lit streets of London, her boots clicking against the cobblestones. Victor and Mariabelle followed close behind, their faces etched with concern as they searched for any sign of Valerian or the demonic presence that had been plaguing the city.
"Damn it, where could he be?" Aisha muttered, running a hand through her hair in frustration."that Filthy bitch took him for hours now..."She trailed off, shuddering at the thought of what might have happened to her Husband. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
Suddenly, Victor grabbed her arm, pointing towards a narrow alleyway ahead.
"Look!" he exclaimed, his voice urgent. "I saw something move back there!" Aisha’s eyes narrowed as she peered into the shadows.
At first, she saw nothing but trash cans and rotting debris. But then, a faint glow caught her attention—a pulsating light that seemed to be emanating from behind a stack of crates.
It seemed like a Letter?
Aisha cautiously approached the glowing letter, her heart pounding in her chest. As she drew closer, she could see that it was hovering in mid-air, pulsating with an otherworldly energy. She reached out a trembling hand and plucked it from the air, holding it up to examine it more closely.
"What is this?" she whispered, turning the letter over in her hands. On the front, written in shimmering gold ink, were the words:"A Hint for Those Who Seek". With a sense of foreboding, Aisha unfolded the letter and read aloud what was written inside: "To find what you seek, look to the place where shadows dance and secrets hide.
Where ancient stones whisper tales of power and betrayal. There lies the key to unlocking the truth."She looked up at Victor and Mariabelle, her brow furrowed in confusion."Does any of this make sense to you?" she asked, handing them the letter.
