My body pulses with pleasure and energy as my three mates enter my body; I fall into oblivion. My chest feels heavy and light all at once, a bursting sensation that simmers like coals and burns like fire.
This… this is what life is.
Being dominated in bed by three demons but submissive in love.
Dax and Killian meet each other, stroke for stroke, as they move inside of me. I look up at Adonis as I suck his cock. His eyes ignite with a sultry flame, and our gazes never leave each other.
My body responds. My nerve endings sizzle as I whimper. I find bliss all over again as my three mates fill me.
We all come together.
I lay down on the bed, surrounded by wings and sweaty bodies. Tears stream down my face as I smile at them. “I love you all so fucking much. So much that it physicallyhurts. I want to go to the afterlife… with you all. And with Jules. I want you to show me your world.”
In this moment, I realize something has changed—shifted—something greater than even being triple stuffed. The three of them used to be strangers to me, but now, they have become so important, becoming irreplaceable pillars of my existence. And while I’ve known them for a short time, I feel as if I have loved them for a lifetime. We have forged this bond between the three of us so tightly that nothing can ever tear us apart.
My three demons all represent a different facet of love—desire, care, passion… and me… well, mine is obsession. I’m obsessed with them all. Our darkness became my world, and I wouldn’t trade it for the light or the sun. They are my darkest desires, the reason my heart beats, my dark obsessions, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Epilogue
Dani
“Ha! Drink ten, you bastard!” Carter declares, his voice booming across his dimly lit dining room as he slaps his card down emphatically on his large table, the sound echoing with challenge and camaraderie.
Adonis rolls his eyes, feigning exasperation. “Come on! You’re just trying to get me wasted!” Adonis protests, a hint of laughter creeping into his tone.
“Yeah, well, you deserve it,” Carter shoots back, winking conspiratorially as the warmth of their friendship infuses the air.
We’ve been in the Afterlife for five months.
Once I freed Adonis’ soul, I was able to break the curse fully which gave all of my mates their full power back along with their wings. I got some fun little perks as well, which I am still learning to master.
Amelia, wise and ever perceptive, noted that our trials had invaluable lessons within each of us. She revealed that Dax, Killian, and Adonis, now possessed the freedom to traverse between realms. I could go wherever the hell I wanted to with my new rune, which still doesn’t fully make sense how I got it in the first place.But hey, who am I to question fate?
The Afterlife welcomed us with open arms, granting us the choice to drift back and forth as we pleased, crafting our journeys through the fabric of existence itself.
I remember the day Jules and I set my house on fire—an act of defiance against the remnants of Misty Hollow, a ghost town that had become nothing but vacant, burnt-down buildings, a suffocating weight on my soul. I didn’t want asingle artifact of my life left in that hellish place; watching it burn felt like liberating my spirit.
Here, in the afterlife, Jules and I have discovered a profound sense of belonging. It’s not just the joy of seeing Carter’s familiar smile every day; it’s the overwhelming peace that envelops us. No more shackles of political strife or societal expectations; love radiates freely in all its forms, and respect flows between souls like a gentle river.
We decided we were going to stay here. Forever.
The afterlife is nothing short of absolute paradise. Vibrant colors dance in the skies. Food bursts with exquisite flavors, elevating every meal to a culinary masterpiece, and the wine flows like liquid gold with its intoxicating richness. Shit, even sex is better here! Every moment feels timeless, like an unbroken thread of joy, connection, and acceptance. It’s a haven where we can finally be ourselves without fear or judgment.
Dax leans over the table, his dark wings stretching subtly as he pours more of the rich, crimson demon wine into Adonis’ glass. The tip of his wing brushes gently against my back, sending a shiver of anticipation down my spine. “Drink up, fucker,” he encourages, a playful grin dancing across his lips.
“Fine!” Adonis grumbles, his eyes flashing with a mix of defiance and enjoyment. He takes ten large, hearty gulps of the potent wine, slamming the cup down onto the table with a satisfying thud when he finishes.
“Ohh, I got eight! Adonis, drink up!” Amelia cheers, her laughter ringing out, causing the rest of us to join her.
Adonis shoots Amelia a piercing glare, but the corner of his mouth twitches in amusement.
With a resigned sigh, he grabs one of his cards. Reaching out to flip it over and place it in the middle of the table—the fabric of his shirt taut against his muscular tattooed arm. “Ha! I have the King!” he proclaims, a victorious gleam inhis eye. “I’m reversing this shit to Carter! Drink up!” His smile broadens, mischievous and triumphant.
“Drink, drink, drink,” Jules starts to chant, and everyone chimes along with her as Carter chugs his wine.
Adonis catches me gazing at him from across the table, and with a wink, he catapults my heart into a whirlwind.
I stretch my leg beneath the table, teasingly running it up and down his leg. A silent challenge simmers between us as the laughter and chaos of the game swirl around us. I lean over to Dax, catching his attention, and kiss his lips. Before I can do the same to Killian, he grabs my jaw, turning my face towards him, and kisses me.
