The Devil's Apprentice by Patrick Stewart (polar express read aloud TXT) 📕

cheeks and pulled her to her feet. He was about to fuck her from behind when Karen released the demon girl. She walked up to Alex, grabbed his cock, then led him into the shower. Melissa followed quietly, submissively.

Once inside, the demon girl dropped to her knees and as the hot water poured onto their bodies, she took his cock in her mouth. Alex leaned back against the tiled wall. His hands felt Karen’s tight body as they kissed. It was the perfect beginning to the day.

It went downhill after that.

Karen hadn’t come to see him for his cock. As big as it was, she had plenty offers from Demon Hunters, male and female alike, it seemed. Alex wondered if he was jealous. Was he getting feelings for Karen? It was a strange thing to think. Seeing a woman naked, touching her body, entering inside her, it was intimate. Wasn’t it natural to develop feelings?

Did he have those same feelings for Melissa? The demon girl was in the kitchen making them breakfast. She stood facing the cooker, her naked back towards them. She hadn’t worn clothes after the shower.

Karen sat opposite him in the living room. She’d fished through his wardrobe and found a green t-shirt that she wore with her short skirt. It was oversized on her, but somehow, she pulled it off. Alex doubted there was anything she would not look sexy in.

Karen slid her smartphone across the tea table. “Jocelyn’s narrowed it down to five demons that could be freed. They’re all pretty nasty. Jamie would have to cast the spell on a full moon, or a Friday on the thirteenth.”

Alex picked up the phone. Karen had taken pictures of the demons along with written words. He flipped through the images and skim read. Each and everyone one of them looked nasty. Proper demons. Not like some of them that just had a different skin colour. Not like Melissa. Pan in hand, she turned. Her skin was tinged blue. The girl had the perfect body. Alex wanted to get up there and then and take her once more. But hard this time.

Karen clicked her fingers. Alex blinked, then met her eyes. She was frowning. “Focus, Alex. This is important.”

“Right, right,” Alex mumbled, his eyes back on the phone. “Jesus fuck,” he cursed. “This one’s ugly, isn’t he?” he held the phone out for Karen to see.

It was a red demon with yellow-slit eyes. His forehead had sharp pyramid shaped angles, one inside another like Russian dolls. The demon also had two enormous white horns that would put any addax to shame. He was toned too. His arms bulged like a steroid-using bodybuilder on steroids, using steroids. In his right hand, he held a black blade.

“Karne,” Karen said. “He was imprisoned four thousand years for trying to break the barriers between hell and earth. Satani had to put a stop to that, obviously.”

“Obviously,” Alex said, nodding without understanding fully why Satani gave a fuck.

“If all the demons come to earth, that upsets the balance. The angels won’t be pleased,” Karen said, her eyes boring into him.

It did make sense now. Satani had to stop Karne to prevent another war with the angels. Not because she gave a fuck about the humans living on earth suffering horrible deaths and generally being shit terrified for their pitiful little existences.

Alex took a deep breath, surprised at the anger he suddenly felt. He realised although he didn’t think of Satani often, the few times he did, she managed to evoke strongly negative feelings.

Alex flipped to the next picture. Another terrifying demon. Impressively toned body, massive black horns, long razor-sharp nails and teeth that were sharp and numerous. Like those on a shark. “What did he do?”

“Stevrano,” Karen said. “Disagreed with Satani. Thought the treaty favoured the angels. Wanted to tear it apart. Waged war. Lost.”

“That sounds like our demon.”

Karen nodded. “I thought as much too. But Stevrano’s been locked up for a long timer. Aside from being physically strong, he doesn’t have many followers. Freeing him won’t change anything. Satani would kick his ass easily.”

Alex stared at the picture of Stevrano. “Satani could kick his ass?”

“She’s more than just pretty looks.”

“You’re just in love with her,” Alex said, pretending to vomit.

“As are all Demon Hunters, aside from you, apparently.” Karen fixed her eyes onto him. “There’s something about you that you’re not telling me. Why don’t you love Satani?”

“She stole my soul.”

Karen rolled her eyes. “Get over it, will you? You used to be a loser. You’re not now. You owe her, really.”

“Like fuck I do,” Alex muttered.

Karen sighed. She leaned back on the sofa as Melissa walked in with two plates. The demon knelt forward to place them on the tea table. Her curvy bottom was a foot away. Alex reached for it. He grabbed a cheek and tugged on it. The tip of his fingers grazed the partings of her pussy lips. She was wet and hot. Melissa smiled at him cheekily. Alex grinned. His fingers tightened on her curvy ass.

“No,” Karen said.

They both turned to look at her, confused.

“You’re not fucking her,” Karen said to him. She grabbed Melissa by the nipple and squeezed, causing the demon girl to groan in pain. “Put some clothes on, you little whore,” Karen said. The words were harsh, but the tone was soft. As Melissa turned to go, Karen grabbed the girl’s hand and held her back. She then gave three hard slaps to each of Melissa’s ass cheeks, before raising a foot to Melissa’s bottom to send the demon away.

Karen picked up her plate and stabbed a sizzling sausage. She bit into it, then frowned. “What?”

Alex stared at Karen for a moment longer before he picked up his own plate. He took a bite of the sausage and sighed