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Errett blushed.

“Oh, um, so my name isn’t actually Susanna. I didn’t want to just give some stranger my name…”

She smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck.

“I’m actually-my name’s Errett. It’s-“

What was she supposed to say? ‘It’s nice to meet you?’. I mean, it was, just not like this. He didn’t sound angry, at least, so this relationship was probably somewhat salvageable. She walked over the sink and grabbed a clean rag from the drawer. They were used for wiping up spills, but with the wound healed, she wouldn’t have to worry about giving Earth an infection.

“Apology accepted. There’s no harm done once you get fixed up,” she explained as she walked over to Earth with a cool rag. He was going to have to take a shower and get washed up, but she could clean him up a bit. Walking around covered in blood would only cause problems. She started to dab gently at the dried blood on his cheek, loosening it before wiping it away.

Even as she had reassured him, she wasn’t so sure that everything would be ok. Air had scared her, and she wasn’t sure what that or Earth’s feelings meant for her future with them. She could see it now, a rift growing between Earth and Air because of her. There also wasn’t much she could do about it. She would just have to see how it all played out.

The rag was red in no time, but Earth’s face was now clean.

“Much better,” she said, smiling at him. Hopefully, hopefully, hopefully they would be able to put this behind them.

“I’m going to get changed and check on Air if you have it here. Did you need anything?” She asked Omega. She knew healing took a lot of energy, but she wasn’t an Aether ghoul and wouldn’t be able to offer much help. But her Air had been so upset. Oh, the look on his face had broken her heart. He either went for a long flight through the forest or was back at his room scrubbing off the scent of his mate’s blood. She would have to do the same before she went to check on him. A few strands of her hair had stiffened with blood and the dried blood smeared on her arms was starting to itch. It was bringing up some unpleasant memories as well.

“I’ll text you when I find him.”

In retrospect, that made more sense then her giving Earth her real name. He blinked in surprise when Errett wet the rag and began to wipe his face. He held still for her, unsure of what to make of the situation. She had no reason to act this way toward him, yet she did.

“Thank you,” he said quietly when she was done. Omega glanced between them, obviously confused, but shook himself and turned to Errett.

“We’ll be fine, sweetling. Tend to our mate. I’ll call you when things are sorted out.” he murmured, pulling her to him in a quick one armed hug before releasing her and going back to Earth’s arm. Purple light began to emanate from his hands once again.

The broken tree and blood spots were all that were left in the forest. Air was sitting on the floor in his room, arms wrapped around himself. His head was resting on his knees, and his shoulders shook, fingers digging ruts into his own back. The blood had been washed and he’d brushed his teeth three times, but he could still taste Earth’s blood, and it made him sick.

“I hurt him. I hurt my mate.”

He twitched when he heard Errett approaching, and turned to meet her eyes. He started to cry again again, though he was nearly silent. “You must think I truly am a monster now.”

“Of course not.”

She knelt behind him, prying his nails out of his back before resting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his waist. She had showered quickly and hadn’t taken the time to dry her hair, so it hung heavily around her face and water dripped down Air’s back as she held him.

It wasn’t a lie. She was still concerned, but a monster? Him? Absolutely not. It wasn’t fair for her to give Vero a break and not Air, but Air was way older and she had assumed he had this all under control. Maybe it was just something you could never really control? Whatever. Whatever had to happen now could wait. He’d have to prove this wouldn’t happen again. At least not to his mates. If he wanted to chomp on other people, so be it.

“Earth is all healed up now. He and Omega are gonna be tired, but that’s all. They’re fine. You just have to talk to them later. Earth doesn’t seem like a wuss.”

She knew it wouldn’t be that easy. Even if Earth was fine, Air obviously wasn’t. She didn’t doubt that this was going to weigh on him for a while. But what could she do?

“I was sure he was going to hate me, but I don’t think he does. He even apologized for scaring me. I think we could even be friends despite all this.”

Air relaxed slightly and hugged Errett back, but he kept crying, his entire body shaking. His glamour stayed rigidly in place, though. At the moment, his natural ghoulish features disgusted him. Those sharp teeth had ripped through the flesh of someone he loved, the same for his claws. For just a moment he longed to be human, to be soft and harmless, to be unbound by the rage in his blood.

“He’s going to hate me. I already hate myself. I just- I didn’t even realize it was him. All I could think of was that someone had harmed you. That I had to protect you, but more than that, I had to punish them. No one is allowed to harm those I love…and here I am doing it myself. What kind of a mate am I?”

He chuckled through the tears, squeezing Errett gently. “My dear, you are utterly lovable. Earth could never hate you. You don’t give yourself enough credit.”

“Vero almost ate me and I got over it. If Earth wants to be stubborn, tell him he’s being less forbearing than a human.”

She hadn’t seen Air’s human form for awhile now. It was still obviously him, but him as something fragile. He’d be intimidating as a human, if he didn’t have a true form that was so much more imposing. But with that to compare it to, he just looked small.

She stood long enough to grab a brush and a hair tie before setting to work on her mate’s hair. He didn’t melt into it like he usually did, but it had to be done to avoid it turning into a massive rats’ nest.

“You’re telling me that you two have known each other for hundreds of years but he’d break things off so quickly? So easily? I just met the guy, but I can already tell you that you’re wrong. He’s going to need time to be mad at you, but that’s not going to last forever. And if you two want to be stubborn about it, I’ll drag you both to the barn by your tails and make you talk it out. But I can already tell you that he blames himself for this.”

Air still looked awful, but at least now his hair wouldn’t be an issue. Errett shimmied to his front and stared at his face now that his hair wasn’t in the way. He looked haunted.

My poor baby.

She knew this pain of thinking you had destroyed something completely all too well.

“Hey,” she said finally, cupping his face in her hands. She didn’t wait for him to look at her before kissing him deeply, sucking his bottom lip into her mouth. Her hands didn’t leave his face as she kissed him. She was forcing him to taste her, hoping that it would take some of the lingering taste of blood out of his mouth.

Air let her. His hands slowly went to her hips before resting there weakly, but he didn’t pull her closer or push her away. That prompted her to stick her tongue into his mouth and run it along his teeth. If anything, his mouth should at least feel different now. She pulled away a moment later and smiled at him.

“It’s going to be ok, Air. I promise. There’s nothing that can’t be fixed. No matter how bad it seems. If nothing else, you have me.”

She stood and held her hand out to him.

“Come on, off the floor. At least lay in the nest.”

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Air nodded slowly as Errett began to brush his hair, the logic of her words sinking in. It made more sense coming from a voice other than his own head. He closed his eyes at the soothing feeling of the brush running through his hair and let out a shaky breath. He felt more...alive. Less like a monster, if only somewhat.

“Lucifer blessed me in leading me to you,” he whispered as she continued to brush. What had he done to deserve Errett? So understanding, so kind. So gentle. He had to be better, for all his mates. He would never let this happen again.

The kiss made him feel a little more centered. Air didn’t sink into it as he normally would, but when Errett pulled away he smiled weakly at her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He followed her command to go to the nest, getting to his feet and climbing underneath the blankets with her. She curled into his chest, all softness and golden light, and he whispered another prayer of thankfulness to his dark lord.

“I love you, Errett,” he whispered, snuggling into her. “Thank you...so much.”

The lines of communication between Hell and the Clergy were stronger than many believe. Strong enough for messages to cross; making it easy for one anonymous Sister to fulfill a favor for an old lover and leave a clear quartz speaking stone outside Cora's door. In Hell, a bestial ghoul clutched the stone's mate in his talons, waiting for the first flicker of a reply.

No one had knocked but Cora could feel someone, or something, outside the door. That light, familiar pressure at the back of her neck, the vague tingling, was enough to warrant opening the door to look out.

The hallway was clear and empty, no one in sight. Except for the lone quartz sitting in front of her threshold, as if it were a guest awaiting entry.

The tingling at the back of her neck intensified as she bent down to inspect it. Where had this come from? Even the cat was wary as he peered out from between her ankles.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, the Sister thought as she swiftly scooped up the rock and shut her door.

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His lips curled up, and he chuckled softly before tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. He lingered when it was done, his knuckles brushing softly against her cheek. His glamour had begun to flicker, and his horns made an appearance once more as he faded back into his ghoulish form. Earth’s eyes, near glowing, were fixed on Cora’s.

“I was thinking more along the lines of how long you can last with my face buried in your cunt; then maybe my cock, if you pass that test. Of course, if you’d rather try something else altogether, I will gladly oblige. I’m nothing if not a courteous ghoul.”

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The ghoul’s words, as well as the appearance of his horns, sparked an excited fire in the human’s eyes. Her face split into an eager grin and before she even knew it her shoes were off and she was working on her stockings.

“No, no, the first test sounds like an excellent place to start.” What better starting point than a test of endurance? Who would’ve guessed her first ghoul summoning would turn out so well?

“How long am I supposed to last?” Judging from Earth’s size and age he could either drag this out or have her finished in thirty seconds. In any case the witch expected to see stars after this. Maybe during too.

Earth grinned and shucked his own shoes before placing a hand on Cora’s thigh. “Please, allow me.”

He slowly slid the stocking down Cora’s leg, tossing it over his shoulder when it was off. The other quickly followed, and he crawled forward to rest between her legs, gently pushing them apart. Earth licked his lips almost obscenely and pressed a kiss to the inside of her lower thigh.

“How about we start slow? Ten minutes for now, and if you can last that long, then I’ll let you come.”

Ten minutes? Sounded long but not impossible. Cora was prepared for a marathon of this nature, or so she told herself. She’s had ghouls go down on her before, making use of those terrible, devil gifted tongues.

Earth’s breath against her thighs and beneath her skirt made her sigh, licking her lips. She leaned back, trying to keep her legs from squirming too much.

“Deal.” She breathed, hiking her skirt up and moving her lacy panties aside for him. No sense in not being polite.

He kissed her thigh again and she whined, all but squeaking when he nipped at the soft flesh.

“Please, Earth…” she keened, bucking her hips slightly. “The clock’s ticking, don’t make me wait…”

The ghoul let out a soft growl before diving in, caressing Cora’s folds with his tongue before wrapping his lips around her clit. He sucked gently, kneading her thighs with his hands, and paused every so often to sweep his tongue up and down her slit. A purr rose in his chest and lent a little vibration to his tongue.

You’re sweet, he murmured, not pausing in his task. Delicious. I could eat you for days…

Earth flicked his tongue against her clit, abusing his shapeshifting to temporarily split the end. One of his hands left her thigh so he could slide a finger inside of her(after willing away the talon) and methodically search out her g-spot. He took his time about it, his movements maddeningly slow, and every so often he would pull back just to hear Cora’s frustrated whine.

Oh she was not going to last that long.

Suddenly ten minutes had turned into an eternity and the Sister was already bucking her hips up against the ghoul. It was easy for him to quell, flexing his strength only marginally was enough to keep her down where he wanted her.

Earth’s purr made her toes curl and she had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep her louder whines in. The ghoul wasn’t playing around.

The addition of a wandering finger in conjunction with his warm tongue practically made Cora drool. Earth took his time though and it made her fret with need even more. Every time his finger ghosted over her g-spot her hips would buck again and the ghoul would have to reign the human in again.

Three minutes in and the Sister was a quivering mess. Four minutes in and she was cursing in what little ghoulish she knew. Five in and she was shakily trying to get the rest of her clothes off as the room was abruptly stifling. Six minutes and the witch was on her last legs, barely holding on.

At six and a half minutes she could no longer control it and came with a muffled shout against Earth’s onslaught.

Tsk, tsk, Sister, Earth purred, flicking his tongue one last time. I was hoping you’d have a bit more endurance. Still, I’ll be lenient this time-a patient touch can make a world of difference.

He slipped his finger out of her, and, after pressing a last kiss to her clit, kissed and nibbled his way back up her body. Along the way, he helped her remove what was left of her clothing and, once Cora was bare, shed his own shirt and pants. Earth wore no boxers underneath, and though he was fighting to keep it under control, his glamour was beginning to fail.

Once he was divested of his clothes, Earth kissed Cora deeply, drawing her up into his arms. He didn’t let it break until he felt her gasping for breath, and then he grinned as he pulled away, skin going completely gray.

Shall we move this to the bed?

The Sister twitched at every movement the ghoul made, riding the pleasant aftershocks. Briefly she focused on the phrase ‘this time’ as it implied a ‘next time’ and perhaps times after that.

Feeling skin on skin was exactly what she wanted and she noticed when his glamour faltered and ultimately failed. It felt different, pleasantly so, but she could feel the shift in magic.

“Please.” The Sister intoned needily, breathless from the kiss and drawing Earth back into another one. His lips were soft, hands rough, all of him complimenting the sensations Cora was now sensitive to.

She quickly sat up when the ghoul deposited her on the bed, running delicate hands over his length, the look on her face flush and mischievous.

“Am I that much fun that you lose control of yourself so quickly?” She teased, tongue poking out of a playful grin.

Earth growled when her fingers brushed over his cock, and he pulled her to him again for another deep kiss. Why, yes, beautiful summoner. You are.

His hands skated down her body, palming her breasts, gripping the flesh of her thighs, and landing a soft smack on her ass on the way down. He brought her legs up to wrap around his waist, and he ground his cock against her cunt, growling again at the feeling of her wetness on him.

Before we take things farther…do you want me glamoured or unglamoured? Because my kind of Earth ghoul have some additions you may not be comfortable with.

He made a quick prayer to Lucifer to not frighten her off, and released the final veil of glamour. Tiny, fleshy barbs became visible in little rows on his cock; they were smaller towards the tip and larger at the base, stiffened in his arousal.

They won’t hurt, but the sensation may take some getting used to.

Cora whined, delighted with the manhandling and Earth’s growing aggression. She ground up in time with his own movements and squeezed her legs around his waist.

Before she could answer with a question the final layer of the ghoul’s glamour faded away and the spark in the witch’s eye grew to an intense fire. Grey eyes wild she sat up a little further, admiring the barbs curiously before addressing her partner.

“Do I look like an amateur to you?” She teased with a laugh, reaching up to grab one of Earth’s horns and using it to pull herself up further, running her wet cunt along his cock. She bit her lower lip as the barbs grazed her clit. This was going to be terrific.

“It’s not my first time at the rodeo, I’d be disappointed if I didn’t get the full experience.” Cora grinned, ghosting her lips over Earth’s. “I love a good thrill. And you look very thrilling.”

Earth paused for a moment, astonished, before a smirk spread over his face. He pulled Cora down into a kiss, resting one of his hands on the back of her head. A low growl rolled in his chest; the sensation of her cunt dragging along his cock was almost too much to bear.

“I must admit, no one’s ever had that reaction before,” he murmured. “You truly are unique.”

He took his cock in hand and guided it inside her, hissing as she slowly sank down on him. Without warning, he thrust up into her sharply, enjoying the little gasp that escaped her. His hips were strong and he bucked them easily, setting her to bounce on his cock at a fast pace without her putting in much effort.

“I hope you realize now I like things a little rough. I hope you’re prepared, Cora,” Earth purred.

He was right, the barbs did make for an interesting experience. Something between tingling and electrifying, a sensation that carried everywhere at once. She wasn’t expecting the abrupt buck, gasping as her tongue started to fall from between her lips. Pale hands reached out, bracing on Earth’s chest as he started to fuck up into the witch, before moving up to grasp his shoulders as the motions intensified. The barbs had felt good initially but at this speed they were now a sensation she could only have dreamt about.

Cora managed a breathy ‘uh-huh’ answer in response, too encompassed by the feeling of being bounced like a rag doll to come up with a full worded reply. Earth seemed unbothered, clearly enjoying himself but near effortless in his execution. He said he liked things rough but was this rough for him? In the back of her mind Cora doubted it. When enough blood had circulated back to her brain the witch decided to test her luck. She squeezed around the ghoul, really pushing herself down upon him. The resulting sensations made her see stars for a second before she could focus enough again to see what her partner thought of it. Concluding she liked the response she did it again, the pleasure making her start to drool.

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“That’s a good girl,” Earth praised in a low growl, shocks of pleasure rolling through him. He kept his pace steady, to both spare his hips an ache later and to make it better for Cora. Perhaps they’d switch things up in a bit. He felt like getting a hold of her hair and pulling her back onto him as he fucked her. The possibilities were endless. He was certain he could think of more as time went on.

He was not expecting her to clench around him so hard.

“Hgk.” Well, that was an embarrassing sound. Earth felt his ears flush and distracted Cora from seeing it by taking hold of her hips and lifting her off of him, then slamming her back down viciously. He growled again, a long, rolling noise, and continued the action, trying to match his thrusts to the timing of his hands. He wouldn’t be satisfied until she lost the ability to speak coherently.

“Go ahead and come for me, sweet Cora,” Earth murmured. “I promise you, there will be more for you tonight.”

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Errett blushed.

“Oh, um, so my name isn’t actually Susanna. I didn’t want to just give some stranger my name…”

She smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck.

“I’m actually-my name’s Errett. It’s-“

What was she supposed to say? ‘It’s nice to meet you?’. I mean, it was, just not like this. He didn’t sound angry, at least, so this relationship was probably somewhat salvageable. She walked over the sink and grabbed a clean rag from the drawer. They were used for wiping up spills, but with the wound healed, she wouldn’t have to worry about giving Earth an infection.

“Apology accepted. There’s no harm done once you get fixed up,” she explained as she walked over to Earth with a cool rag. He was going to have to take a shower and get washed up, but she could clean him up a bit. Walking around covered in blood would only cause problems. She started to dab gently at the dried blood on his cheek, loosening it before wiping it away.

Even as she had reassured him, she wasn’t so sure that everything would be ok. Air had scared her, and she wasn’t sure what that or Earth’s feelings meant for her future with them. She could see it now, a rift growing between Earth and Air because of her. There also wasn’t much she could do about it. She would just have to see how it all played out.

The rag was red in no time, but Earth’s face was now clean.

“Much better,” she said, smiling at him. Hopefully, hopefully, hopefully they would be able to put this behind them.

“I’m going to get changed and check on Air if you have it here. Did you need anything?” She asked Omega. She knew healing took a lot of energy, but she wasn’t an Aether ghoul and wouldn’t be able to offer much help. But her Air had been so upset. Oh, the look on his face had broken her heart. He either went for a long flight through the forest or was back at his room scrubbing off the scent of his mate’s blood. She would have to do the same before she went to check on him. A few strands of her hair had stiffened with blood and the dried blood smeared on her arms was starting to itch. It was bringing up some unpleasant memories as well.

“I’ll text you when I find him.”

In retrospect, that made more sense then her giving Earth her real name. He blinked in surprise when Errett wet the rag and began to wipe his face. He held still for her, unsure of what to make of the situation. She had no reason to act this way toward him, yet she did.

“Thank you,” he said quietly when she was done. Omega glanced between them, obviously confused, but shook himself and turned to Errett.

“We’ll be fine, sweetling. Tend to our mate. I’ll call you when things are sorted out.” he murmured, pulling her to him in a quick one armed hug before releasing her and going back to Earth’s arm. Purple light began to emanate from his hands once again.

The broken tree and blood spots were all that were left in the forest. Air was sitting on the floor in his room, arms wrapped around himself. His head was resting on his knees, and his shoulders shook, fingers digging ruts into his own back. The blood had been washed and he’d brushed his teeth three times, but he could still taste Earth’s blood, and it made him sick.

“I hurt him. I hurt my mate.”

He twitched when he heard Errett approaching, and turned to meet her eyes. He started to cry again again, though he was nearly silent. “You must think I truly am a monster now.”

“Of course not.”

She knelt behind him, prying his nails out of his back before resting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his waist. She had showered quickly and hadn’t taken the time to dry her hair, so it hung heavily around her face and water dripped down Air’s back as she held him.

It wasn’t a lie. She was still concerned, but a monster? Him? Absolutely not. It wasn’t fair for her to give Vero a break and not Air, but Air was way older and she had assumed he had this all under control. Maybe it was just something you could never really control? Whatever. Whatever had to happen now could wait. He’d have to prove this wouldn’t happen again. At least not to his mates. If he wanted to chomp on other people, so be it.

“Earth is all healed up now. He and Omega are gonna be tired, but that’s all. They’re fine. You just have to talk to them later. Earth doesn’t seem like a wuss.”

She knew it wouldn’t be that easy. Even if Earth was fine, Air obviously wasn’t. She didn’t doubt that this was going to weigh on him for a while. But what could she do?

“I was sure he was going to hate me, but I don’t think he does. He even apologized for scaring me. I think we could even be friends despite all this.”

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Air relaxed slightly and hugged Errett back, but he kept crying, his entire body shaking. His glamour stayed rigidly in place, though. At the moment, his natural ghoulish features disgusted him. Those sharp teeth had ripped through the flesh of someone he loved, the same for his claws. For just a moment he longed to be human, to be soft and harmless, to be unbound by the rage in his blood.

“He’s going to hate me. I already hate myself. I just- I didn’t even realize it was him. All I could think of was that someone had harmed you. That I had to protect you, but more than that, I had to punish them. No one is allowed to harm those I love...and here I am doing it myself. What kind of a mate am I?”

He chuckled through the tears, squeezing Errett gently. “My dear, you are utterly lovable. Earth could never hate you. You don’t give yourself enough credit.”

The lines of communication between Hell and the Clergy were stronger than many believe. Strong enough for messages to cross; making it easy for one anonymous Sister to fulfill a favor for an old lover and leave a clear quartz speaking stone outside Cora's door. In Hell, a bestial ghoul clutched the stone's mate in his talons, waiting for the first flicker of a reply.

No one had knocked but Cora could feel someone, or something, outside the door. That light, familiar pressure at the back of her neck, the vague tingling, was enough to warrant opening the door to look out.

The hallway was clear and empty, no one in sight. Except for the lone quartz sitting in front of her threshold, as if it were a guest awaiting entry.

The tingling at the back of her neck intensified as she bent down to inspect it. Where had this come from? Even the cat was wary as he peered out from between her ankles.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, the Sister thought as she swiftly scooped up the rock and shut her door.

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His lips curled up, and he chuckled softly before tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. He lingered when it was done, his knuckles brushing softly against her cheek. His glamour had begun to flicker, and his horns made an appearance once more as he faded back into his ghoulish form. Earth’s eyes, near glowing, were fixed on Cora’s.

“I was thinking more along the lines of how long you can last with my face buried in your cunt; then maybe my cock, if you pass that test. Of course, if you’d rather try something else altogether, I will gladly oblige. I’m nothing if not a courteous ghoul.”

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The ghoul’s words, as well as the appearance of his horns, sparked an excited fire in the human’s eyes. Her face split into an eager grin and before she even knew it her shoes were off and she was working on her stockings.

“No, no, the first test sounds like an excellent place to start.” What better starting point than a test of endurance? Who would’ve guessed her first ghoul summoning would turn out so well?

“How long am I supposed to last?” Judging from Earth’s size and age he could either drag this out or have her finished in thirty seconds. In any case the witch expected to see stars after this. Maybe during too.

Earth grinned and shucked his own shoes before placing a hand on Cora’s thigh. “Please, allow me.”

He slowly slid the stocking down Cora’s leg, tossing it over his shoulder when it was off. The other quickly followed, and he crawled forward to rest between her legs, gently pushing them apart. Earth licked his lips almost obscenely and pressed a kiss to the inside of her lower thigh.

“How about we start slow? Ten minutes for now, and if you can last that long, then I’ll let you come.”

Ten minutes? Sounded long but not impossible. Cora was prepared for a marathon of this nature, or so she told herself. She’s had ghouls go down on her before, making use of those terrible, devil gifted tongues.

Earth’s breath against her thighs and beneath her skirt made her sigh, licking her lips. She leaned back, trying to keep her legs from squirming too much.

“Deal.” She breathed, hiking her skirt up and moving her lacy panties aside for him. No sense in not being polite.

He kissed her thigh again and she whined, all but squeaking when he nipped at the soft flesh.

“Please, Earth…” she keened, bucking her hips slightly. “The clock’s ticking, don’t make me wait…”

The ghoul let out a soft growl before diving in, caressing Cora’s folds with his tongue before wrapping his lips around her clit. He sucked gently, kneading her thighs with his hands, and paused every so often to sweep his tongue up and down her slit. A purr rose in his chest and lent a little vibration to his tongue.

You’re sweet, he murmured, not pausing in his task. Delicious. I could eat you for days…

Earth flicked his tongue against her clit, abusing his shapeshifting to temporarily split the end. One of his hands left her thigh so he could slide a finger inside of her(after willing away the talon) and methodically search out her g-spot. He took his time about it, his movements maddeningly slow, and every so often he would pull back just to hear Cora’s frustrated whine.

Oh she was not going to last that long.

Suddenly ten minutes had turned into an eternity and the Sister was already bucking her hips up against the ghoul. It was easy for him to quell, flexing his strength only marginally was enough to keep her down where he wanted her.

Earth’s purr made her toes curl and she had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep her louder whines in. The ghoul wasn’t playing around.

The addition of a wandering finger in conjunction with his warm tongue practically made Cora drool. Earth took his time though and it made her fret with need even more. Every time his finger ghosted over her g-spot her hips would buck again and the ghoul would have to reign the human in again.

Three minutes in and the Sister was a quivering mess. Four minutes in and she was cursing in what little ghoulish she knew. Five in and she was shakily trying to get the rest of her clothes off as the room was abruptly stifling. Six minutes and the witch was on her last legs, barely holding on.

At six and a half minutes she could no longer control it and came with a muffled shout against Earth’s onslaught.

Tsk, tsk, Sister, Earth purred, flicking his tongue one last time. I was hoping you’d have a bit more endurance. Still, I’ll be lenient this time-a patient touch can make a world of difference.

He slipped his finger out of her, and, after pressing a last kiss to her clit, kissed and nibbled his way back up her body. Along the way, he helped her remove what was left of her clothing and, once Cora was bare, shed his own shirt and pants. Earth wore no boxers underneath, and though he was fighting to keep it under control, his glamour was beginning to fail.

Once he was divested of his clothes, Earth kissed Cora deeply, drawing her up into his arms. He didn’t let it break until he felt her gasping for breath, and then he grinned as he pulled away, skin going completely gray.

Shall we move this to the bed?

The Sister twitched at every movement the ghoul made, riding the pleasant aftershocks. Briefly she focused on the phrase ‘this time’ as it implied a ‘next time’ and perhaps times after that.

Feeling skin on skin was exactly what she wanted and she noticed when his glamour faltered and ultimately failed. It felt different, pleasantly so, but she could feel the shift in magic.

“Please.” The Sister intoned needily, breathless from the kiss and drawing Earth back into another one. His lips were soft, hands rough, all of him complimenting the sensations Cora was now sensitive to.

She quickly sat up when the ghoul deposited her on the bed, running delicate hands over his length, the look on her face flush and mischievous.

“Am I that much fun that you lose control of yourself so quickly?” She teased, tongue poking out of a playful grin.

Earth growled when her fingers brushed over his cock, and he pulled her to him again for another deep kiss. Why, yes, beautiful summoner. You are.

His hands skated down her body, palming her breasts, gripping the flesh of her thighs, and landing a soft smack on her ass on the way down. He brought her legs up to wrap around his waist, and he ground his cock against her cunt, growling again at the feeling of her wetness on him.

Before we take things farther…do you want me glamoured or unglamoured? Because my kind of Earth ghoul have some additions you may not be comfortable with.

He made a quick prayer to Lucifer to not frighten her off, and released the final veil of glamour. Tiny, fleshy barbs became visible in little rows on his cock; they were smaller towards the tip and larger at the base, stiffened in his arousal.

They won’t hurt, but the sensation may take some getting used to.

Cora whined, delighted with the manhandling and Earth’s growing aggression. She ground up in time with his own movements and squeezed her legs around his waist.

Before she could answer with a question the final layer of the ghoul’s glamour faded away and the spark in the witch’s eye grew to an intense fire. Grey eyes wild she sat up a little further, admiring the barbs curiously before addressing her partner.

“Do I look like an amateur to you?” She teased with a laugh, reaching up to grab one of Earth’s horns and using it to pull herself up further, running her wet cunt along his cock. She bit her lower lip as the barbs grazed her clit. This was going to be terrific.

“It’s not my first time at the rodeo, I’d be disappointed if I didn’t get the full experience.” Cora grinned, ghosting her lips over Earth’s. “I love a good thrill. And you look very thrilling.”

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Earth paused for a moment, astonished, before a smirk spread over his face. He pulled Cora down into a kiss, resting one of his hands on the back of her head. A low growl rolled in his chest; the sensation of her cunt dragging along his cock was almost too much to bear.

“I must admit, no one’s ever had that reaction before,” he murmured. “You truly are unique.”

He took his cock in hand and guided it inside her, hissing as she slowly sank down on him. Without warning, he thrust up into her sharply, enjoying the little gasp that escaped her. His hips were strong and he bucked them easily, setting her to bounce on his cock at a fast pace without her putting in much effort.

“I hope you realize now I like things a little rough. I hope you’re prepared, Cora,” Earth purred.

The lines of communication between Hell and the Clergy were stronger than many believe. Strong enough for messages to cross; making it easy for one anonymous Sister to fulfill a favor for an old lover and leave a clear quartz speaking stone outside Cora's door. In Hell, a bestial ghoul clutched the stone's mate in his talons, waiting for the first flicker of a reply.

No one had knocked but Cora could feel someone, or something, outside the door. That light, familiar pressure at the back of her neck, the vague tingling, was enough to warrant opening the door to look out.

The hallway was clear and empty, no one in sight. Except for the lone quartz sitting in front of her threshold, as if it were a guest awaiting entry.

The tingling at the back of her neck intensified as she bent down to inspect it. Where had this come from? Even the cat was wary as he peered out from between her ankles.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, the Sister thought as she swiftly scooped up the rock and shut her door.

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His lips curled up, and he chuckled softly before tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. He lingered when it was done, his knuckles brushing softly against her cheek. His glamour had begun to flicker, and his horns made an appearance once more as he faded back into his ghoulish form. Earth’s eyes, near glowing, were fixed on Cora’s.

“I was thinking more along the lines of how long you can last with my face buried in your cunt; then maybe my cock, if you pass that test. Of course, if you’d rather try something else altogether, I will gladly oblige. I’m nothing if not a courteous ghoul.”

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The ghoul’s words, as well as the appearance of his horns, sparked an excited fire in the human’s eyes. Her face split into an eager grin and before she even knew it her shoes were off and she was working on her stockings.

“No, no, the first test sounds like an excellent place to start.” What better starting point than a test of endurance? Who would’ve guessed her first ghoul summoning would turn out so well?

“How long am I supposed to last?” Judging from Earth’s size and age he could either drag this out or have her finished in thirty seconds. In any case the witch expected to see stars after this. Maybe during too.

Earth grinned and shucked his own shoes before placing a hand on Cora’s thigh. “Please, allow me.”

He slowly slid the stocking down Cora’s leg, tossing it over his shoulder when it was off. The other quickly followed, and he crawled forward to rest between her legs, gently pushing them apart. Earth licked his lips almost obscenely and pressed a kiss to the inside of her lower thigh.

“How about we start slow? Ten minutes for now, and if you can last that long, then I’ll let you come.”

Ten minutes? Sounded long but not impossible. Cora was prepared for a marathon of this nature, or so she told herself. She’s had ghouls go down on her before, making use of those terrible, devil gifted tongues.

Earth’s breath against her thighs and beneath her skirt made her sigh, licking her lips. She leaned back, trying to keep her legs from squirming too much.

“Deal.” She breathed, hiking her skirt up and moving her lacy panties aside for him. No sense in not being polite.

He kissed her thigh again and she whined, all but squeaking when he nipped at the soft flesh.

“Please, Earth…” she keened, bucking her hips slightly. “The clock’s ticking, don’t make me wait…”

The ghoul let out a soft growl before diving in, caressing Cora’s folds with his tongue before wrapping his lips around her clit. He sucked gently, kneading her thighs with his hands, and paused every so often to sweep his tongue up and down her slit. A purr rose in his chest and lent a little vibration to his tongue.

You’re sweet, he murmured, not pausing in his task. Delicious. I could eat you for days…

Earth flicked his tongue against her clit, abusing his shapeshifting to temporarily split the end. One of his hands left her thigh so he could slide a finger inside of her(after willing away the talon) and methodically search out her g-spot. He took his time about it, his movements maddeningly slow, and every so often he would pull back just to hear Cora’s frustrated whine.

Oh she was not going to last that long.

Suddenly ten minutes had turned into an eternity and the Sister was already bucking her hips up against the ghoul. It was easy for him to quell, flexing his strength only marginally was enough to keep her down where he wanted her.

Earth’s purr made her toes curl and she had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep her louder whines in. The ghoul wasn’t playing around.

The addition of a wandering finger in conjunction with his warm tongue practically made Cora drool. Earth took his time though and it made her fret with need even more. Every time his finger ghosted over her g-spot her hips would buck again and the ghoul would have to reign the human in again.

Three minutes in and the Sister was a quivering mess. Four minutes in and she was cursing in what little ghoulish she knew. Five in and she was shakily trying to get the rest of her clothes off as the room was abruptly stifling. Six minutes and the witch was on her last legs, barely holding on.

At six and a half minutes she could no longer control it and came with a muffled shout against Earth’s onslaught.

Tsk, tsk, Sister, Earth purred, flicking his tongue one last time. I was hoping you’d have a bit more endurance. Still, I’ll be lenient this time-a patient touch can make a world of difference.

He slipped his finger out of her, and, after pressing a last kiss to her clit, kissed and nibbled his way back up her body. Along the way, he helped her remove what was left of her clothing and, once Cora was bare, shed his own shirt and pants. Earth wore no boxers underneath, and though he was fighting to keep it under control, his glamour was beginning to fail.

Once he was divested of his clothes, Earth kissed Cora deeply, drawing her up into his arms. He didn’t let it break until he felt her gasping for breath, and then he grinned as he pulled away, skin going completely gray.

Shall we move this to the bed?

The Sister twitched at every movement the ghoul made, riding the pleasant aftershocks. Briefly she focused on the phrase ‘this time’ as it implied a ‘next time’ and perhaps times after that.

Feeling skin on skin was exactly what she wanted and she noticed when his glamour faltered and ultimately failed. It felt different, pleasantly so, but she could feel the shift in magic.

“Please.” The Sister intoned needily, breathless from the kiss and drawing Earth back into another one. His lips were soft, hands rough, all of him complimenting the sensations Cora was now sensitive to.

She quickly sat up when the ghoul deposited her on the bed, running delicate hands over his length, the look on her face flush and mischievous.

“Am I that much fun that you lose control of yourself so quickly?” She teased, tongue poking out of a playful grin.

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Earth growled when her fingers brushed over his cock, and he pulled her to him again for another deep kiss. Why, yes, beautiful summoner. You are.

His hands skated down her body, palming her breasts, gripping the flesh of her thighs, and landing a soft smack on her ass on the way down. He brought her legs up to wrap around his waist, and he ground his cock against her cunt, growling again at the feeling of her wetness on him.

Before we take things farther...do you want me glamoured or unglamoured? Because my kind of Earth ghoul have some additions you may not be comfortable with.

He made a quick prayer to Lucifer to not frighten her off, and released the final veil of glamour. Tiny, fleshy barbs became visible in little rows on his cock; they were smaller towards the tip and larger at the base, stiffened in his arousal.

They won’t hurt, but the sensation may take some getting used to.

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Errett blushed.

“Oh, um, so my name isn’t actually Susanna. I didn’t want to just give some stranger my name…”

She smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck.

“I’m actually-my name’s Errett. It’s-“

What was she supposed to say? ‘It’s nice to meet you?’. I mean, it was, just not like this. He didn’t sound angry, at least, so this relationship was probably somewhat salvageable. She walked over the sink and grabbed a clean rag from the drawer. They were used for wiping up spills, but with the wound healed, she wouldn’t have to worry about giving Earth an infection.

“Apology accepted. There’s no harm done once you get fixed up,” she explained as she walked over to Earth with a cool rag. He was going to have to take a shower and get washed up, but she could clean him up a bit. Walking around covered in blood would only cause problems. She started to dab gently at the dried blood on his cheek, loosening it before wiping it away.

Even as she had reassured him, she wasn’t so sure that everything would be ok. Air had scared her, and she wasn’t sure what that or Earth’s feelings meant for her future with them. She could see it now, a rift growing between Earth and Air because of her. There also wasn’t much she could do about it. She would just have to see how it all played out.

The rag was red in no time, but Earth’s face was now clean.

“Much better,” she said, smiling at him. Hopefully, hopefully, hopefully they would be able to put this behind them.

“I’m going to get changed and check on Air if you have it here. Did you need anything?” She asked Omega. She knew healing took a lot of energy, but she wasn’t an Aether ghoul and wouldn’t be able to offer much help. But her Air had been so upset. Oh, the look on his face had broken her heart. He either went for a long flight through the forest or was back at his room scrubbing off the scent of his mate’s blood. She would have to do the same before she went to check on him. A few strands of her hair had stiffened with blood and the dried blood smeared on her arms was starting to itch. It was bringing up some unpleasant memories as well.

“I’ll text you when I find him.”

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In retrospect, that made more sense then her giving Earth her real name. He blinked in surprise when Errett wet the rag and began to wipe his face. He held still for her, unsure of what to make of the situation. She had no reason to act this way toward him, yet she did.

“Thank you,” he said quietly when she was done. Omega glanced between them, obviously confused, but shook himself and turned to Errett.

“We’ll be fine, sweetling. Tend to our mate. I’ll call you when things are sorted out.” he murmured, pulling her to him in a quick one armed hug before releasing her and going back to Earth’s arm. Purple light began to emanate from his hands once again.

The broken tree and blood spots were all that were left in the forest. Air was sitting on the floor in his room, arms wrapped around himself. His head was resting on his knees, and his shoulders shook, fingers digging ruts into his own back. The blood had been washed and he’d brushed his teeth three times, but he could still taste Earth’s blood, and it made him sick.

“I hurt him. I hurt my mate.”

He twitched when he heard Errett approaching, and turned to meet her eyes. He started to cry again again, though he was nearly silent. “You must think I truly am a monster now.”

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I’m going to be taking an extended break from Tumblr for a while and thus postponing my current threads. @satanicstfrancis and @sinful-thaumaturge, I’m really sorry, but I’m mentally drained right now and I need a break. I’m going to log out for a month or so and see where that takes me. I wish everyone the best and hope you all have as good of a time as you can in the coming weeks.

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Earth caught the familiar thick, sweet smell of his cadre wandering about the clergy grounds, and immediately shifted into hunting mode, grinning sharply. He’d been playing around, drawing things out, wanting to see if they’d noticed his return, but Earth’s patience was gone and the game was afoot. So he strolled over to the barn doors and stopped short when he caught sight-and smell-of a human figure.

She was tanned and blonde, on the short side, and muscled for a modern human. Broad shoulders. Magnificent ass. Cute face. And she was covered in Air’s scent, and a bit of Omega’s as well. Earth’s lips parted briefly, a quiet gasp escaping him-since when had Omega been topside?-before he took a deeper whiff.

It was unmistakably his two mates, marking her as thoroughly as they marked each other, and as he crept closer he noticed a mark on her neck, flesh still pinked with irritation but in the process of healing. Earth’s jaw dropped further, and despite his centuries if existence, almost tripped over his own feet. The girl turned around at the rustle of grass, brows furrowing, and Earth cursed under his breath.

She bore the mark, she smelled like them-obviously, Air had taken a new mate, after all this time. And taken a human one, never the less, which was even more unusual. Air didn’t half-ass things; if he made a bond, he meant it, and he meant it permanently. This girl, whoever she was, was sticking around. So Earth did the only thing he could think of doing; he smirked at the girl and approached her slowly, sticking his hands in his pockets. He kept his glamour under wraps-for now, he added silently, watching her eyes widen.

“You, my dear, reek of my mates, which means you’re someone that I ought to know. Care to give me your name?”

Humans, whether they want to be or not, are mostly removed from the food chain. They worry about being killed in a car accident or shot even, but they don’t typically think of themselves as prey. There was a time, however long ago, when humans were hunted as much as they themselves hunted. Those humans had to be aware that a smilodon could very well be close behind them as they tracked a mammoth. But, when humans left the plains and forests for office buildings, they lost that self preservation. That’s why humans today are fine with posing next to an abused tiger in some roadside zoo despite the intellectual knowledge that the tiger could easily break their neck with her teeth. They view themselves as above the food chain.

Errett, however, hadn’t grown up with electricity or cars or television, and had spent her nights listening to hungry coyotes tear apart screaming rabbits and had scanned fields for rattlesnakes and skunks before doing her chores. It wasn’t quite the same as being hunted by a large predator, but her spacial awareness was better than most’s. She had been rudely reminded that she was basically a hamburger without a bun when Vero had had her psychotic episode and had almost put her down. She trusted the ghouls at the clergy, but she also knew she’d be a very easy dinner for them.

She had sensed Earth before she knew who or what he was. She felt herself being watched. It wasn’t like when she felt a pair of eyes on her and turned around to see Kelly or one of her now very large kittens. These were hungry eyes. These were hunting eyes.

At first, ‘ghoul’ didn’t cross her mind. She was thinking ‘bobcat’ or ‘catamount’ or ‘wolverine’, something that was more interested in the goats than her; something that could hurt her but probably wouldn’t kill her. But it could kill her goats.

She froze and listened, hoping to gauge where it was so she could figure out if she could run to the back of the barn, grab a pitchfork, and run back out in time to protect the herd.

When she turned and spotted a person, she was relived until a new fear hit her; She was about six acres away from the clergy and was now alone with some strange man. That in itself was enough to raise alarm bells, but this was also how she had met Calder, who was one of the sweetest people she had ever had the pleasure to meet. But Calder had made his presence known immediately and hadn’t made her feel…hunted. Whoever this was had done a very good job sneaking up to her. How had he gotten so close without her hearing him?

And where Calder had approached her with outstretched arms, palms up and open to her, this one slunk over to her, hands hidden. The most unsettling part was his smirk, which made it look like he had a pretty wicked little secret.

She barely understood him when he spoke. She had been too busy trying to figure out what exactly was going on and, while she heard what he had said, she didn’t process it. If he had approached her in the hall with a friendly smile and said the same thing, she would have been able to hear ‘reek’ and ‘mates’ and figure out that ‘oh, this must be one of the three missing ghouls, since he can smell the others and called them mates’ and introduce herself. However, in the current circumstances, all she wanted to do was get away from this man that was making her feel so small and trapped.

“I-I beg your pardon?”

She’s frightened. Why is she frightened? Surely she knows of me.

“I said,” Earth repeated, raising his voice a little as he strolled over to the girl, “you smell like my mate. My Air. He hasn’t ever taken a human mate before. Oh, he’s fucked plenty of humans, but never marked them a one, so you must be very special indeed.”

He got close enough to meet her eyes and reached to wind a strand of her hair around his finger, green eyes thoughtful. “Omega is there, too, but not as strong; he hasn’t marked you yet. I didn’t even know he’d managed to return to this plane. You’d think a ghoul’s mate would bother sending a missive, but no, clearly I was wrong….”

Earth released her hair only to gently cup Errett’s cheek, thumb stroking over her skin. “You are quite a beauty…I can see how he would be distracted by you, how they both would be. So, who are you, little Sister? What drove you to mate with one of my kind? Plenty of you want to fuck us, but there aren’t many humans willing to tie themselves to us.”

He smirked again, letting his hand fall to clasp the other in front of him. “And if you had them both already…are you going to want to try the full set?”

Errett froze as he touched her. What else could she do? Ask him to stop? Doubtful he would listen. Scream? Doubtful anyone would hear her. She didn’t know this man. Clearly, he was a ghoul, but one of Air’s mates? Surely not! Air would never associate with someone so uncouth. He and Omega were nothing if not gentlemen. This could be anyone in the whole world who knew she and Air were together.

He was slinking around her, pawing at her like a cat at a bird cage. And the things he was saying to her. He was teasing her; talking of Air’s previous lovers and calling her a distraction? She wasn’t a distraction! She was too much for Air to put up with if he didn’t truly love her.

His hand on her face was bad enough, but then she was faced with what she had been afraid of all along. He was propositioning her.

“I…think you should t-talk to Air first,” she said softly. If she tried to speak at full volume now, she would cry.

“I have to finish my work on time or I’ll be punished.”

That was a lie. Aside from getting the milk and eggs up to the kitchen before breakfast, her work wasn’t timed and she was given almost complete free reign to deal with things as she saw fit. The higher ups she reported to trusted her. But she just wanted this man or ghoul or whoever he was to leave; this man who stalked her and demeaned her and touched her without so much as asking first.

He just tutted at her and offered to help her finish her work. That damned smirk never left his lips. Now she knew that, whoever this was, was no friend of her Air’s.

She needed time. Just a moment. She had to buy herself some time and get her phone out without him noticing. He wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and arguing would just make things worse. It always did.

“My name is Susanna. And if you mean to have me, perhaps you’d meet me in the hay loft while I close the door? The floor down here is filthy…Stud.”

She bit the inside of her cheek hard to stop a sob from overtaking her. Then she looked up and smiled at him. It was meant to be flirty and hopefully in the shade of the barn it looked flirty and not like her face was going to split in two. That’s how she felt.

But he took the bait. He stroked her cheek again and started towards the hayloft, shedding his shirt before ascending the ladder. He called to her to be quick.

Errett was already texting Air. ‘Help’ was all it said. That’s all she had time for. He was waiting for a text from her so they could have lunch together in his room, so she prayed that he hadn’t gotten distracted with anything. As soon as the text was sent, Errett dropped her phone and ran.

She was built more for strength than for speed, but with the head start and the adrenaline rush, she hopped the fence and cleared half the distance before the strange man in the barn called down to her again. Now she just needed to get to Air.

He wasn’t dull; none of these were the actions of a truly aroused woman. Something was off here. But Earth decided to take the bait when Susanna offered it, pulling his shirt off and tossing it to the side though he’d already adjusted his plans. Maybe once he got a little closer he could calm her down a bit. Most likely he’d come on a bit strong.

Earth snorted to himself and pinched the bridge of his nose, scolding himself internally. He’d spent too much time in Hell; not every Sibling was used to the relaxed attitudes of ghouls towards sex and he was an idiot for forgetting it. It was no wonder he frightened the girl. Oh, well. He’d try and talk himself out of trouble before she got it into her head he was going to kill her.

A thump echoed from outside, imperceptible to human ears, but something Earth had no trouble with. He frowned and slipped down to the floor, walking over and poking his head out the door. Rather than follow up on her request, Susanna had bolted like the hounds of hell were behind her, leaving her phone behind in the grass. Earth’s stomach dropped, and he suddenly felt more leaden then flesh. He’d done more than just unnerve the human. Much, much more.

Oh, fuck.

Air, meanwhile, had been setting some gems in a new project before his phone buzzed with Errett’s special ringtone. He reached for it, flicking it open, and went dead white at the four letters on the screen. He scrambled to his feet, ignoring the crash of his supplies hitting the floor, and ran to Omega’s door, yanking it open. The room was empty, and Air cursed before running out onto the deck and jumping into the air, wings bursting from the back of his shirt. His glamour dropped entirely, and parts of his beast form began to bleed through in his panic, straining at his clothes and outright ripping at some parts.

He flew low to the ground, almost hyperventilating in his attempt to catch Errett’s scent. When he finally did, he completely ignored the vague tug of his senses at the smell of ghoul and barreled toward the ground, nearly crashing into it before he pulled up in time. Immediately Air ran to Errett’s side and wrapped his arms protectively around her, snarling though he couldn’t perceive the threat. His wings wrapped around her as well, trying to pull her into him even further.

“Are you all right?” Air demanded, lifting Errett’s face to look at him. Amber eyes blazed with fear and rage. “What happened?”

“He! In the! Barn! And he!”

Running and crying had caused her body to fight for every breath it could get and, despite knowing she was in the safest place in the world now, she couldn’t slow down. Air remained unshakable despite his fear. He waited while she caught her breath, but she could tell her tears were making him insane. He couldn’t fix this if he didn’t know what the hell she was trying to say. And what if no one stopped that man in the barn? He’d go out and hunt down someone else!

Errett took a deep breath and held it for twenty seconds. After that, her breathing began to slow to normal.

“There’s a man in the barn. He said he knew you. He snuck up on me and said you didn’t love me and…he touched me.”

Air didn’t move but his pupils constricted to pinpoints.

“He wouldn’t leave so I had to run. You’re so fast!”

If the man in the barn had really known Air, he wouldn’t have tried the stunt he had. She was lucky to have gotten away. Errett whimpered into her mate’s torn shirt.

“We have to tell someone before he hurts someone!”

Earth followed after the human with her phone in his hand, trying to see where she had gone. Through the litany of curses in his head, he called out for her as he tried to follow her trail. “Susanna? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. Please come back. I promise I won’t touch you.”

*

“It’s okay, darling. Everything is going to be all right. I’ve got you.”

Air trembled with rage, clutching Errett close to him. Omega! he shouted into the bond. Omega, I need help!

With a pop, Omega teleported behind them, a thin trail of blood leaking from his nose. Lavender eyes were bright and fearful as he immediately gripped one of Air’s hands and one of Errett’s, eyes flicking back and forth. “What happened? What’s wrong?” he asked anxiously, glowing with restrained energy.

“Errett was attacked,” Air hissed through his teeth. “Ii don’t know where the fucker went, but-”

At that moment, the calls for ‘Susanna’ became audible. He should have paused and sniffed at the strange ghoul, wondered at the tug on his mind. It wasn’t like him to act so carelessly. But red fog had clouded his vision completely, and as soon as Air registered the presence of Omega behind him, he coiled and then sprang at the ghoul that had harmed his mate.

They hit each other with an audible crack, and Air sank his teeth into the other ghoul’s shoulder, snarling. The other ghoul shrieked in pain, falling backwards with Air still latched onto him and clutching his arm. Air was half shifted into beast form and digging his claws in wherever he could reach; his wings beat frantically in the air.

*

At the ghoul’s hauntingly familiar scream, Omega went pale. He had stood in front of Errett when Air had pounced, and could feel her clinging to his arm. He took a deep breath, trying to get past the scent of blood, and froze.

“Air!” he cried, “Air, stop! Air, it’s Earth!”

Even with him obviously upset, Errett felt healed by Air’s embrace already. She had never felt so safe before. If he’d be willing to brave the barn, she felt like she’d even be ok to finish up her work. He said everything was alright and she didn’t doubt him for a second.

Omega was there, then, his large, warm hand wrapped around her’s. Either he had felt something was amiss or Air had called for him. She gave his hand a little squeeze, thanking him for being there.

The calm was short lived. She heard her fake name being called out and every muscle tensed. Still, the man wouldn’t try anything with two ghouls next to her unless he was really, really foolish.

She didn’t expect Air to jump like that, nor had she expected all the fury. There was a crack like a gunshot and then horrible screaming. Was that screaming Air or the other man? Omega was shielding her from the fight and, truthfully, she didn’t want to see it.

“Stop it!”

It was a pitiful wail, barely articulate as she broke into sobs immediately after.

She didn’t want Air fighting. Even if he wasn’t hurt, she didn’t want him having to hurt someone else.

So, being able to do nothing else, she cried.

Fuck shit fuck shit Dark One below what was he supposed to do about this-

Still shielding Errett from the fight, Omega outstretched one of his hands, muttered an incantation, and snapped his fingers. Instantly a bright light burst above the fighting ghouls’ heads, accompanied by a loud crack like a thunderbolt. Air screeched and threw himself backwards, shielding his eyes, and Earth took the opportunity to scramble away, half on his knees, until he had reached the trees. Blood was smeared on his pale cheek.

“You bit me. You fucking bit me.”

Earth was shaking, holding his left arm close to his chest. It was bent at the wrong angle, and the bite on his shoulder had bled through his shirt, turning it dark red. In the process of getting to his feet to attack again, Air instead went very still, eyes wide as saucers. All the color went out of his face, until he resembled nothing more than a ghost. He stumbled forward, reaching out to Earth.

“I…I didn’t…Earth?”

Said ghoul snarled, crawling back towards Omega, only to stop and flinch when he saw Errett there. He stumbled to his feet, glancing wildly between the three, and then turned, bolting for the ministry. Air dropped to his knees, trembling, and buried his face in his hands.

“What have I done?” he whispered, with a small, held back sob.

The sudden thunderclap snapped Errett out of her crying and she was able to see around Omega just enough to see Earth was covered in blood. A lot of blood. She knew very well how sharp those teeth were and she had to fight back a wave of nausea.

Once Earth was gone, Omega let go of Errett and she ran to Air. She wrapped her arms around him and felt warm, slippery blood smear onto her arms. He had really chomped down on him, hadn’t he? Her stomach lurched again.

“Omega, you can fix him, right? We have to go find him.”

When Omega answered in the affirmative, she turned her attention back to her mate. He felt so small and unlike himself in her arms then. Her sweet Air.

“I’m gonna help Omega find Earth, ok? You should go get cleaned up. I’ll come find you when we’re done.”

Even if she was useless in a fight, Errett could handle emergencies. If a foal was stuck in the birth canal or if a meat grinder fell off the shelf and split her neighbor’s head open or if her new friend was suddenly possessed by a demon, she could stand tall and take charge of the situation. If someone else was hurting, it didn’t matter if she was scared or hurt because she had a job to do.

That being said, this was also a wonderful distraction from a new, horrible fear that had blossomed in her mind. She knew Air had sharp teeth and could bite hard; that wasn’t an issue. She knew Air had probably killed and eaten people as well. Ghouls ate people, didn’t they? That was pretty basic information. But, to see him lose control like that…

Would it happen again? Would she startle him one day and have her blood spilled on the grass? Would he simply lose control again? Errett had thought that couldn’t happen to a ghoul as old as Air. She had thought that that sort of thing only happened to young ghouls like Vero. She had thought wrong. Was she safe with Air? Was she safe with his mates?

Painful questions to be asked later. Right now, Earth was hurt and needed help. She kissed Air and stood, now feeling the stickiness of the blood on her face. She hoped like Hell no one she knew saw her or she was going to have far too much explaining to do.

Her eyes followed the trail of blood droplets that lead to the main building.

“Can you smell him? I’ll follow you,” she said, turning to Omega.

Air did not respond to Errett’s words. He stared blankly at the ground, his mate’s blood coating his teeth, and cried, all the while making no sound.

Omega looked worriedly over his shoulder at his mate as he and Errett left, but there were more pressing matters to attend to. He wrapped an arm around her and guided them towards the infirmary, hurrying their steps. After walking for a few minutes, Omega noticed the tense set of Errett’s shoulders and slowed, turning her to look at him with deep worry.

“Sweetling, you know that wasn’t a blood rage, right? Well…not a full one, at least. Air went violent because he perceived a threat to you and was punishing the one who dared harm his mate. Your bond is so new; emotions are always going to be more volatile in a newer bond, and our Air has always been one to think of the worst case scenario. Combine that with Earth’s prolonged absence, so he wouldn’t immediately be recognized, and he would attack before using his intellect.”

When they got to the infirmary, Earth was sitting on one of the beds, shirtless, with one aether ghoul dabbing at his shoulder bite and another adjusting the sling. His left arm was cocooned in tight bandages, the arm bent back into the proper position, and his human form was unusually pale, the blood that had spattered it already cleaned away. Catching sight of his mate and mate’s mate, he stilled, then pushed himself away from them. The ghoul cleaning his shoulder clicked sharply, and Earth stilled once again, but looked pointedly away.

“I don’t want to talk right now, Megs.”

Wait, so was Omega just really intuitive or could he read her mind? She’d have to ask him about it later. He was sweet, either way.

Errett knew she hadn’t done anything wrong. It was creepy, what he did, coming up to her and asking for sex while she was alone and vulnerable. That was creepy for anyone to do, as far as she was concerned, never mind he had actually snuck up on her like he had been hunting a deer. She had had every right to be scared and run, but seeing him all pale and tired really made her feel sorry for him. She hadn’t wanted this. Air was heartbroken and Earth’s arm was broken and Lord only knew what was going on inside Omega’s head at this moment.

Knowing she was in the right didn’t help her anxiety. Would Earth hate her after this? Would this make Omega turn on her? Would Air decide being with a human just wasn’t worth the stress? What the Hell would she do with this giant scar on her shoulder if Air ‘un-mated’ her?

When Earth said he didn’t want to talk, Omega seemed to accept it. His face was sad, but he didn’t say anything.

“Then don’t talk. We won’t talk either. Just let Omega fix you up and we’ll be on our way.”

At least everything would feel better once Earth wasn’t physically injured anymore. It would be less tense, at least. Earth seemed a bit surprised at her words but didn’t turn to look at her.

“No. I deserve this.”

His voice was so sullen Errett almost laughed.

Oh great. Earth was another Vero.

“If you want to have a pity party that’s fine, but you’re also hurting Air and Omega staying all busted up like that. You have a mate who’s an amazing healer and you’re not going to make him sit by and feel helpless. And if you want to be mad at me, that’s fine too, but this isn’t just about you and you’re going to do right by Omega at least. He hasn’t seen you in forever and you are not going to be spiteful to him when he’s being nothing but good to you.”

Once the words left her, her confidence decrease significantly in the silence of the treatment room, so Errett put her hands on her hips to puff herself up a bit. She had to let every ghoul in this room know she meant business.

“I mean it, Mister.”

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Earth stared for a moment, lips parted, and then burst into laughter. Oone of the healers hissed at him, but he ignored them, shaking his head. Finally he looked up and answered, “Very well, little lioness. If it pleases you, I will.”

Omega sighed and walked over to Earth, shooing away the other healers. A purple glow ignited on his fingertips, and he gently ran them over Earth’s cuts and bruises. They faded away as he worked, until he came to the large wad of bandages covering the bite wound. Omega lifted it up and winced, laying a palm full of purple energy over the wound. It slowly began to knit together again, with Earth gritting his teeth in pain. Air’s teeth had gone deep.

Leave the arm, Earth told him via telepathy. Omega rolled his eyes.

You’re being ridiculous.

Then let me be. You and I both know I acted against Lucifer.

The two mates glared daggers at each other for a moment before Omega relented and returned to healing the bite in Earth’s shoulder. While he was busy, Earth met the human woman’s eyes and bowed his head to her.

“I’m sorry, Susanna. I should have thought before I acted. I am not the kind of man who would force someone unwilling, but you had no way of knowing that.”

Crown …

The lines of communication between Hell and the Clergy were stronger than many believe. Strong enough for messages to cross; making it easy for one anonymous Sister to fulfill a favor for an old lover and leave a clear quartz speaking stone outside Cora's door. In Hell, a bestial ghoul clutched the stone's mate in his talons, waiting for the first flicker of a reply.

No one had knocked but Cora could feel someone, or something, outside the door. That light, familiar pressure at the back of her neck, the vague tingling, was enough to warrant opening the door to look out.

The hallway was clear and empty, no one in sight. Except for the lone quartz sitting in front of her threshold, as if it were a guest awaiting entry.

The tingling at the back of her neck intensified as she bent down to inspect it. Where had this come from? Even the cat was wary as he peered out from between her ankles.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, the Sister thought as she swiftly scooped up the rock and shut her door.

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His lips curled up, and he chuckled softly before tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. He lingered when it was done, his knuckles brushing softly against her cheek. His glamour had begun to flicker, and his horns made an appearance once more as he faded back into his ghoulish form. Earth’s eyes, near glowing, were fixed on Cora’s.

“I was thinking more along the lines of how long you can last with my face buried in your cunt; then maybe my cock, if you pass that test. Of course, if you’d rather try something else altogether, I will gladly oblige. I’m nothing if not a courteous ghoul.”

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The ghoul’s words, as well as the appearance of his horns, sparked an excited fire in the human’s eyes. Her face split into an eager grin and before she even knew it her shoes were off and she was working on her stockings.

“No, no, the first test sounds like an excellent place to start.” What better starting point than a test of endurance? Who would’ve guessed her first ghoul summoning would turn out so well?

“How long am I supposed to last?” Judging from Earth’s size and age he could either drag this out or have her finished in thirty seconds. In any case the witch expected to see stars after this. Maybe during too.

Earth grinned and shucked his own shoes before placing a hand on Cora’s thigh. “Please, allow me.”

He slowly slid the stocking down Cora’s leg, tossing it over his shoulder when it was off. The other quickly followed, and he crawled forward to rest between her legs, gently pushing them apart. Earth licked his lips almost obscenely and pressed a kiss to the inside of her lower thigh.

“How about we start slow? Ten minutes for now, and if you can last that long, then I’ll let you come.”

Ten minutes? Sounded long but not impossible. Cora was prepared for a marathon of this nature, or so she told herself. She’s had ghouls go down on her before, making use of those terrible, devil gifted tongues.

Earth’s breath against her thighs and beneath her skirt made her sigh, licking her lips. She leaned back, trying to keep her legs from squirming too much.

“Deal.” She breathed, hiking her skirt up and moving her lacy panties aside for him. No sense in not being polite.

He kissed her thigh again and she whined, all but squeaking when he nipped at the soft flesh.

“Please, Earth…” she keened, bucking her hips slightly. “The clock’s ticking, don’t make me wait…”

The ghoul let out a soft growl before diving in, caressing Cora’s folds with his tongue before wrapping his lips around her clit. He sucked gently, kneading her thighs with his hands, and paused every so often to sweep his tongue up and down her slit. A purr rose in his chest and lent a little vibration to his tongue.

You’re sweet, he murmured, not pausing in his task. Delicious. I could eat you for days…

Earth flicked his tongue against her clit, abusing his shapeshifting to temporarily split the end. One of his hands left her thigh so he could slide a finger inside of her(after willing away the talon) and methodically search out her g-spot. He took his time about it, his movements maddeningly slow, and every so often he would pull back just to hear Cora’s frustrated whine.

Oh she was not going to last that long.

Suddenly ten minutes had turned into an eternity and the Sister was already bucking her hips up against the ghoul. It was easy for him to quell, flexing his strength only marginally was enough to keep her down where he wanted her.

Earth’s purr made her toes curl and she had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep her louder whines in. The ghoul wasn’t playing around.

The addition of a wandering finger in conjunction with his warm tongue practically made Cora drool. Earth took his time though and it made her fret with need even more. Every time his finger ghosted over her g-spot her hips would buck again and the ghoul would have to reign the human in again.

Three minutes in and the Sister was a quivering mess. Four minutes in and she was cursing in what little ghoulish she knew. Five in and she was shakily trying to get the rest of her clothes off as the room was abruptly stifling. Six minutes and the witch was on her last legs, barely holding on.

At six and a half minutes she could no longer control it and came with a muffled shout against Earth’s onslaught.