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  “This is you guys,” the knight explained as she used her elemental powers to raise up the ground beneath her and grab onto the string that hung above us.

  Once she had a firm grasp on the small piece of rope, the fallen angel lowered herself back down to the floor. She gave the string a light tug, and the square in the ceiling popped open. A large, wooden ladder unfolded from the darkness, and its rungs hit the ground beside me with an echoing crash.

  “After you.” I nodded to the ladder as I addressed the succubi.

  “You just want to stare at our asses, don’t you?” Ira giggled coyly.

  “What’s there to stare at?” I asked innocently. “You’re still completely decked out in your armor.”

  “Superbia isn’t,” Ira observed as she placed her hands on the first few rungs. “And my ‘armor’ is going to be coming off in a few minutes here. Hopefully you’ll still be awake to help take it off.”

  “Uh, Eligor?” Todd asked with a twinge of fear. “Can I chill out down here with you for awhile? I’ve been around the girls long enough to know when they’re giving me a hint.”

  The blonde knight shrugged. “I don’t see why not,” she admitted. “Just promise me you won’t talk too much.”

  “You know damn well I can’t promise that,” the imp admitted. “But I’ll try it just for you, Goldilocks.”

  Eligor shook her head and turned back to me.

  “I’d assumed you guys were going to make the connection once I left you alone,” she explained. “I figured it would be all four of you, not just Mr. Ralston and his succubi.”

  Todd’s face stretched into a look of absolute terror. “Where do we even begin with this one?” he sighed. “First off, the Toddster is saving himself for his favorite redhead back in Kansas. Secondly, demon chicks don’t do it for me. They never have, and now that I’m in this temple of a body, they really don’t. Last, but not least, ewwwwww. Are you familiar with the concept of ‘no homo?’”

  Eligor tilted her head to the side. “I’m not one to judge,” she explained, “but no, I’m not.”

  “Let me explain this wonderful phrase to you, Goldilocks,” Todd muttered as he placed his arm around her leg and began to lead her away from the group. “It all started back in the summer of ninety-seven, when my padre sent me to summer camp for the month … ”

  Eligor and the imp moved out of earshot, and I turned to face the succubi.

  “Well, was Todd right?” I asked suggestively.

  “He sure as fuck was,” Ira cackled and began to ascend the ladder. “Last one to the bedroom does all the work!”

  The Sister of Wrath shot up into the second story in a flash, and Sia stared at the ground bashfully while she made circles with her feet.

  I raised my eyebrow curiously at the redhead and then walked over and put my arm around her tiny shoulder. “You alright?” I asked. “You seem a little overwhelmed by all of this.”

  “What, by Eligor?” Sia finally answered with a scoff. “Nonsense. I’ve been dealing with that woman for thousands of years. There’s nothing she could possibly do to rattle me.”

  “Then why do you look so nervous?” I questioned.

  Sia’s face grew red, and she looked back down at the ground. “It’s just … I’ve never … ” the Sister of Pride stumbled over her words. “I’ve only ever been with Liby and Cupi. I’ve never shared you with anyone else, and I’ve never made love with Ira. Her tastes were always a bit too … over the top for me.”

  I couldn’t help but laugh at the succubus’ words. “That’s what you’re afraid of?” I asked. “Sleeping with Ira?”

  “Yohoooooooo!” the Sister of Wrath’s voice rang out from above as she poked her head out of the attic door. “You guys better hurry up, or I might just get started without you.”

  The dark-haired woman disappeared from our view, and I could hear her footsteps echoing across the second floor. I turned my attention back to the madame and pulled her in close.

  “There’s nothing to be worried about,” I reassured Sia. “Ira and I have already agreed we’re gonna hold off on the more crazy shit she likes to do in bed. I’m sure she’ll do the same for you. She’s a little rough, but trust me, Sia, it feels all the more amazing.”

  “I guess there’s no harm in trying,” the madame finally said and looked up at me with a smile. “Just as long as she doesn’t bring out the hot wax. Or the leather zipper suits. Or the ball gags.”

  “I promise she won’t,” I chuckled and motioned for Sia to get onto the ladder. “Even though I’m pretty sure that’s the more tame stuff of the shit she does.”

  Sia walked over to the ladder, hoisted herself up, and began to climb. I was right behind the tiny redhead, and I couldn’t help but stare at her ass as we ascended. Unlike the rest of us, the succubus was still in her modern-day attire. She wore a tight red sundress that cinched around her waist and came down to her slender knees.

  More importantly, she wasn’t wearing any panties, and I could see everything. Sia’s toned ass swayed back and forth with each step she took on the ladder. Meanwhile, the succubus’ tender slit was on display on her front, and my heart raced at the thought of being inside of her.

  I’d had sex with Sia more times than any other succubus aside from Libidine and Cupi, and it was always incredible. Despite her somewhat serious nature and her prowess as a manager, Sia was a ridiculously tender lover. It was going to be interesting to see how she and Ira were going to interact. It was gonna be like polar opposites, and the old saying always said opposites attract.

  When we finally reached the top of the ladder, we saw the second floor was just as barren as the first. There was a medium-sized black couch against the far wall and four small, human-sized cots that had been spread out around the room. A small bookshelf was pressed against the closest part of the dwelling, and it was filled to the brim with what appeared to be all sorts of contraband from Earth Realm.

  I’d have to take a closer look at it when we were all done.

  “There’s no real bed,” Ira sighed from across the room. “I guess we’ll just have to make the couch work.”

  “That’s not a problem for Jacob,” Sia said with a giggle. “There was one time where he created a platform with his Hellfire magic for us to make love on.”

  “What can I say?” I responded playfully. “I won’t be denied my women, even in the middle of the desert.”

  “What about in the middle of a bunker?” Ira smiled widely as Sia and I approached. Then the dark-haired woman removed her chainmail armor and helmet and tossed it nonchalantly to the side.

  I completely ignored the succubus’ words and instead wrapped my arm around her toned waist, pulled her in close, and pressed my lips against hers. Ira slid her tongue into my mouth, and the two of us began to make out passionately. At the same time, I felt a slight tug on my back, and the breastplate of the armor suddenly fell to the ground.

  “This is a lot more difficult,” the redheaded madame chuckled. “It’s almost like opening up a can of sardines.”

  Ira pulled back for a second. “More like a can of sausages,” she said with a grin. “Thick, juicy sausages that just explode in your mouth every time you take a bite.”

  The next thing I knew, all of my armor was off, and Sia’s hands were exploring my body lovingly. As we continued to make out, Ira began to slide her baggy peasant clothes off herself. The shirt came off first, and the succubus’ large, perky, naked breasts were pressed against my body. Ira’s thick pink nipples stood at attention, practically begging to be pleasured. As the Sister of Wrath removed her pants and revealed her shaved mound, Sia’s fingers wandered into my waistband.

  The redhead’s petite hand wrapped around the base of my cock and began to stroke it tenderly. “You know,” Sia cooed into my ear. “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of doing this.”

  “Why would you?” Ira giggled as she put her hands on her hips and waggled them back and forth. “Jacob’s got a monst
er cock. I seriously want that thing to rip open every orifice in my body.”

  The second the words left her lips, my cock grew to new levels of hardness. “That can be arranged,” I promised the succubus with a wink. “In fact, why don’t we start with your mouth?”

  Ira grinned and got down on her knees. Meanwhile, I heard Sia let out a surprised gasp.

  The succubus madame wasn’t used to this kind of foreplay. Normally, we just took it slow and let our own bodies to the talking. With Ira, however, we liked to order each other around, it was part of the whole ‘dom and sub’ thing.

  Sia slid down my brown pants from behind, and my cock rocketed out so fast it nearly hit Ira in the face. The dark-haired succubus didn’t mind, she just closed her eyes as she grabbed my dick and started to rub it all over her face, making sure to slow down when she reached her soft lips.

  The redhead behind me started to sensually kiss the back of my neck, and I let out a groan of pleasure to let her know she was doing a good job.

  The next thing I knew, Ira went for the gold. In a singular motion, she opened up her mouth, shoved it forward, and forced my entire erection down her throat. The succubus made a gagging noise as her eyes began to water, but then she reached up, squeezed my balls with her right hand, and began to go to town. Ira kept making sloppy, wet noises as she moved her lips rapidly up and down my dick.

  Every time I felt myself hit the back of her throat, I had to hold back my orgasm. She was really, really fucking good at this. It also didn’t help that Sia had now removed my shirt, and I could feel her petite, naked body pressed up against my own from behind. The redhead was soft and warm, and her tiny nipples were erect against my back.

  I reached back behind me and ran my hands along the small of Sia’s back. Despite her tiny stature, the succubus madame had a very well-formed ass. My fingers traveled along the dimple at its top and then lingered up and down the perfectly-toned rear.

  I looked down at Ira, and the succubus was practically begging for more attention. She locked her violet eyes with my own, and she was making all sorts of sounds with her mouth as she ran her lips and tongue hungrily along my shaft.

  “Ohhh Superbiaaaaaa,” the Sister of Wrath giggled as she pulled back. “I think you need to get in here and get a taste, too.”

  “I thought you’d never ask,” the redhead cooed.

  Sia strutted over so she could be beside her Sister, and I took in the full glory of her body. She was tiny, yes, but her perfectly perky breasts, toned ass, and adorable face made up for what she lacked in thickness. The redhead fell down onto her knees happily and looked over at the Sister of Wrath.

  Ira still had my erection in her hand, and she offered it up to the madame. Sia smiled, looked up at me with her violet eyes, and then slid her lips happily over the head of my cock.

  I let out an intense moan of pleasure as Sia went down on my dick with her mouth. Ira assisted the entire time, as well. She would occasionally hop in and run her tongue along the exposed part of my shaft or against my balls, but she let Sia handle it for the most part. At one point, Ira placed her hands on the back of the madame’s head and forced her down onto my dick as far as she could go.

  It took every ounce of willpower I had to keep from bursting right then and there.

  I ran my hands through Sia’s ruby-red locks as she continued to make intense motions with her lips. Then I tightened my grip on the succubus’ hair as my muscles began to tighten in my abdomen.

  Finally, at the last minute, Ira pulled Sia’s head away. “We can’t let him finish this quickly, can we?” she cooed. “We haven’t even gotten to the good stuff yet.”

  Ira stood up and motioned for Sia to do the same. Then the two naked succubi strutted across the room, and my eyes darted back and forth between their tight asses as they walked. Ira laid down on the couch, face-up, and spread her legs wide.

  Sia must have gotten the message, because she instantly joined the Sister of Wrath on the sofa. The madame bent down, buried her face into Ira’s pussy, and went to town, making sure to arch her back so her goods were on display for me to see.

  Ira moaned in ecstacy as the redhead licked at her pussy, but then she motioned for me to join them.

  As if I needed an invitation.

  I walked over, got onto my knees behind Superbia, and gently slid myself inside of her. The succubus let out a small gasp of surprise when she felt my rock-hard dick, but she didn’t let it interrupt her current task. I pumped in and out of the redhead, slowly, while she continued to pleasure our friend. Her tiny yet full ass bounced with each thrust, and I noticed Ira was now biting her bottom lip as she used her hand to force Sia down harder.

  All three of us were letting out groans of pleasure, and I could tell our orgasms were going to be intense. I began to speed up my thrusts, and the petite redhead in front of me began to tense her body like it was a spring preparing to uncoil.

  Superbia’s muffled groans grew louder and more rapid, until it sounded like she was on the verge of orgasm. Ira recognized the sound, and she pulled up the Sister of Pride’s head so we could both hear her crescendo of pleasure in all its glory. Sia’s body went rigid, and she let out one of the largest groans I’d ever heard. Her pussy quivered around my dick as she came, and I continued my pace until she was completely done. Finally, she collapsed down onto Ira’s stomach, exhausted.

  “That was incredible,” the madame panted as she looked up at Ira. “I didn’t know I had it in me.”

  “Oh, you’re not done yet.” Ira grinned back. “Now it’s my turn.”

  I slid myself out of Sia and sat back on the couch. Both of the succubi stood up on their knees and scooted over so they were next to me.

  Ira’s eyes grew hungry as she pushed past her Sister and positioned herself over my erection. Then the dark-haired woman slid herself down onto my cock forcefully, and I let out a tiny yelp of surprise. It didn’t hurt, but I knew full well all the things that could have gone wrong with that little move.

  And that was exactly why Ira loved it.

  Ira began to move up and down on my cock as quickly as she could, and I could hear the sound of our skin slapping together as she did so. She leaned backward so I could take in her body in all of its glory.

  At the same time, I saw Sia’s hands begin to rub at Ira’s slender figure lovingly as the madame kissed her neck. The redhead ran her hands across each of Ira’s nipples tenderly, making sure to give them a rough squeeze, before one of them wandered down to her clitorus. Superbia continued to suck on Ira’s neck passionately as she pleasured her Sister.

  I felt myself reaching the brink, but I wanted to make sure Ira got to finish, too. I tensed up my lower body and started to move my hips in unison with Ira’s motions.

  The Sister of Wrath’s eyes rolled back in her head in response, and she started to gasp and moan intently. We continued this dance of love for a while, but then Ira’s gasps got closer and closer together. She threw her arms around my torso and pulled me in close against her body as she trembled and moaned intensely.

  This was it. I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt the coil in my lower body unwind and filled the succubus with my warm seed.

  When we had both finished our orgasms, Ira pulled back and looked me deep in the eyes. Sia appeared over her shoulder, and the three of us took turns kissing passionately while the other one explored each other’s bodies with their hands.

  Finally, we collapsed onto the couch. The two succubi snuggled against my bare torso, and I covered them with a blanket that had been lying on the floor. Within minutes, I passed out.

  The next thing I remembered was waking up to the strangest sound I’d ever heard. Through the large, concrete walls of the bunker, I could hear a muffled screeching of bats. However, it wasn’t your typical ear-shattering supersonic sounds, but rather a chorus of musical screeches that almost sounded like a singing bird.

  Hell was a strange place.

  I glanced at the clock on Eli
gor’s wall and read the time. It was a little passed six a.m.

  Ira and Sia must have already gotten up, because they were nowhere to be found, and the loft door had been lowered.

  Meanwhile, Todd was snoring loudly on a miniature cot a few feet away from the couch. The imp’s body was completely covered by a ratty blue blanket, and it rose and fell with each breath he took.

  I stood up, got dressed quickly, and then walked over to the cot. I poked at the imp’s rising stomach for a moment until he began to stir.

  “Time to get up, sunshine,” I joked. “We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”

  The imp rolled over slowly, but he couldn’t stop himself from going over the edge of the cot. He smashed into the ground with a loud crash and immediately bolted to his feet. Todd threw up his fists and shook them like an old-timey boxer as he looked around in panic.

  “Who dares disturb the Toddster’s slumber?” he demanded as his eyes darted around the room. “Everybody knows I’m cranky as fuck if I don’t get my required twelve hours.”

  “Twelve hours, huh?” I joked. “That number seems waaaayy too small, if you ask me.”

  Todd looked over at me, and then his guard instantly went down. “Jakey!” he exclaimed as he ran over and hugged my leg. “I’m so happy you’re awake. The girls both said you were sleeping like you were dead. For awhile there, I thought Crazy Eyes fucked you into a coma!”

  “You saw Ira and Sia?” I asked curiously. “Did they go downstairs?”

  Todd just shrugged. “Probably,” he admitted. “They came down a few hours ago, woke me up, and told me it was safe for me to go to bed now.”

  “Where the hell were you sleeping?” I asked curiously.

  “On the desk, bro,” Todd sighed as he shook his entire body to work out the kinks. “It actually wasn’t too bad. I got to lay there in front of the big screens and watch the everyday lives of people in Hell. It was almost like watching a nature documentary, only with a lot more torture, mindless violence, and sadism. Actually, on second thought, it’d probably be right at home on most cable TV networks nowadays … ”