Lucifer Reborn by Dante King (ebook reader play store .txt) 📕

Mareth’s shocked look quickly turned into a grin. “Normally demons don’t kiss and tell,” she said, her long tongue lolling from her mouth. “But it’s worth it just to see that look on Xora’s face. Don’t give me that shit, rusalka. You offered to get wet with Luke less than an hour ago…”

“I hadn’t realized I was treading where you’d already ventured,” Xora said roughly, giving the succubus a hard look. “And if you didn’t spread your legs for anything with a pulse that manages to make it into Hell, I might not have to worry about such things!”

Shit. This could be bad. “Both of you calm down,” I growled, a tingly feeling spreading from my fingertips all the way up my arms. “There’s plenty of me to go around. Mareth and Christina can both attest to that.”

The atmosphere thickened around us. Xora and Mareth trailed off, each staring at a point somewhere far beyond the back of my head. Their expressions glazed over, and for a moment I wondered what I’d done. Fuck, was that tingling my powers?

Xora shook her head, the expression fading. “A human candidate with access to pyromancy and mesmerism,” the rusalka snorted. “And who can summon darkness tendrils, to boot. Will wonders never cease?”

Mareth remained in whatever state I’d put her in for several more moments. The succubus blinked slowly, a vapid smile spreading across her face before she snapped out of it and realized what she was doing.

“Damn, dude,” the succubus growled, rubbing her face. “It took me weeks to learn how to do that. You haven’t even taken a single class yet…”

That’s a good sign, I thought, staring down at my fingers. They still tingled faintly, as if I’d reached into some inner well of magic and a few drops of it lingered on my skin. Neat.

“I guess I’m full of surprises,” I said, shaking my head. “What’s next on the docket, girls? Three more to go, yeah?”

Xora nodded. “Oh yes. You’re going to like this one, Luke.”

I grinned. I had a pretty good idea what that meant. Wrath, Envy, Greed...Lust must be next! Considering how hot the demon girls just walking around campus were, I could only imagine what the ones who specialized in provoking lust in mortals would be like.

Chapter 16

For a few moments after we reached the next room, I thought the Lust School was exactly where we were. The next hall we entered was set up like a gymnasium: specifically, a yoga studio. Demon girls in leotards and ankle warmers laid across thick mats, contorting their bodies in positions that would have caused severe joint damage to an ordinary human who tried to mimic them. I began salivating at the sight, distracted by all the firm female flesh on display.

Which was why it took me a minute to realize how high up we were.

Gradually, I came to see that the deep green hue surrounding us wasn’t wallpaper—it was the sky. A sulfurous sky full of billowing yellow clouds, carrying with them the caustic scent of brimstone. Moreover, Christina, Mareth, Xora, and I stood very close to the edge of this hall.

“Oh shit,” I grunted, stepping away. I’d lost my balance, stumbling against Christina. She gave a little start and followed my gaze, her own eyes widening at the sight of all that open space.

Xora and Mareth, on the other hand, seemed used to it. They surveyed the women on their mats for only a moment, much more interested in whatever was happening far above our heads. Xora I understood, but I couldn’t believe Mareth didn’t linger on those skin tight spandex uniforms for longer, devouring demonic curves along with me.

I kept on staring. As I looked, I noticed that the demons weren’t moving. They were all still, save for the instructor at the head of the class. She was a hippie-looking demon woman with a white mohawk, a thick pair of coke-bottle glasses, and leathery robes that looked like they’d been stolen off an extra from the old Land of the Lost TV show.

“Release the energy,” the woman intoned solemnly, treating the class as if they weren’t all still as statues. “Allow your nightmare forms to flow through the air, expanding naturally in whatever way feels correct to you. Should you need to recharge, the sky is thick with clouds…”

Huh? What were these demons doing, anyway? Clearly this wasn’t Lust: my first impression had been wrong. These girls were hot, but whatever they learned here wasn’t carnal in nature—

I glanced up into the sky, looking for some sign of the class’ purpose.

And found myself staring into the most terrifying thing I’d ever seen.

Above our heads, monsters churned in the deep green sky. Living nightmares streaked through the sky, like all my childhood fears made flesh. They slobbered all over each other with their thick jaws, drooling and gibbering in ear-splitting tones as they unleashed pandemonium through the sky.

I dropped to the floor, reaching for my powers. “Holy shit, look out!” I screamed, grabbing Christina and tugging her down along with me. Cthulhu, the Boogeyman, the creepy clown from that movie I saw when I was nine years old—they had nothing on these freaks. Sweat poured down my back at just the sight of them, filling me with an ancient, primal fear that left my limbs quivering.

“Luke, what’s wrong?” Christina cocked her head, watching the display with a great deal more composure than I’d shown. “What is it?”

What? Did she not see them somehow? “Those things,” I growled, mastering myself with an effort. “Those...those monsters…”

Mareth dropped to her hands and knees besides us, her schoolgirl’s skirt riding almost all the way up her ass. Under most circumstances I’d have used that as an opportunity for a spank, but these weren’t most circumstances.