The Demons Prey

Chapter Fourteen

Azalea felt hot, like a fire was running through her veins like nothing she had ever felt before. She tried to move but felt as if she was trapped in her own body. She felt the bed dip and her heart beat quickened. She was mentally screaming at herself to run, WHY CANT I MOVE! Slowly she felt a light touch on her side. fingertips drew lazy circles, the touch as light as a feather. Azalea felt nauseous, this wasn't right the feeling was wrong. Her skin prickled in horror. She felt the fingers begin to kneed into her sides, slowly making their way up her stomach. "Relax", the person said as the nuzzled against her neck. They began placing kisses up the hallow of her throat, as the hands began to creep under her shirt. She let out a small whimper of protest. "I'm sorry little angle, but i just can't seem to get you off my mind." Azalea felt the hands cup her breasts and her body's instincts snapped at attention. She sat up in the bed screaming "NO, DON'T TOUCH ME!" Her eyes finally opened, but she was alone in the room. She jumped out of the bed, running to the door. I gotta get out now! She thought to herself. She opened the door and ran into the handsome mans chest. She felt his left arm wrap around her waist, steadying her as he balanced a plate of food with his right. "Are you alright?" The man asked. She began to thrash in his hold to get away. "NO! LET GO!" She said twisting away looking at his surprised face. As he turned to sit the tray of food down on the end table,  she took the opportunity and ran from the room. She made it down the hallway before she heard him behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist from behind lifting her backwards off the ground. "LET ME GO!" she screamed as she thrashed around in his arms. She elbowed him in the ribs and heard him grunt, then his hold tightened. She felt him nuzzle his mouth next to her ear. NO! she thought. She threw her head back and hit him in the mouth. He released her immediately covering his mouth as it began to bleed. "I wont fall for it again, I know your trick." She felt as if the heat in her was getting hotter. She began to sweat as she glared at the strange man. He lowered his hand smiling at her, it sent a chill down her spine. "You are the one, the one foretold in the prophecy, the one Lilith hid in the world long ago." He said in his calm voice. She took a step back ready to run. "Where are you going?" He asked stepping forward with a smile. "You said you wanted answers, sit down and get them." before she could blink she was in his arms being sat on a couch she had never seen before. How could something be so fast? She scoot as far from him as possible. He chuckled. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you my sweet." She felt her skin prickle. "Don't call me that." She didn't like how he said it. It only felt right when Asmodeus called her cute names. Occasionally Lucifer. Her eyes widened at that thought, where did that come from. He let out a deep sigh. "I had hoped this could wait till your father arrived, but i guess his mission is taking longer than expected." He said looking at her as she shrank away from him on the couch." You already knew your father was an angel, In-fact I know you have been in contact." His tone grew serious. "Your father was an angle and your mother was a mix breed, there love was forbidden for many reasons," He looked at Azalea really taking in her appearance. The sunlight came threw the window behind her hitting her hair just right so it looked like a long thick curly main of fire. Her skin was glowing, but he knew that was just because her inner spirits were awakening. "One day it was discovered your parents had conceived you and they panicked." He slowly reached over grabbing her hand. "Your mother sought out Lilith, Knowing the demon mother would never let anything harm her or you, she fled to her for protection in ways your father couldn't give." Azalea froze at his words absorbing what he just said. "You knew my mother?" She asked in a small voice. He swallowed and looked down at her innocence. The next part was the hardest. "Yes, she was my favorite concubine..." Azalea jumped up. "WHAT THE f**k!" She shrieked at the man. She was so blinded with anger she didn't notice her skin begin to glow brighter. Her inner demon and angel were almost fully awake and her father still wasn't here. This was bad. She was going to have her first transformation as a high-bread and he had no clue how hard it was for an angle but he knew as a demon she would need one angle and demon to talk her through it making sure both awoke slowly and at the same speed was crucial. if one arose before the other they would fight an inner battle for power not stopping till the other was dead, coincidentally also killing the host and themselves. He stood up reaching for her. He would have to glamour her again or else it would be too late. He could see the angle in her making her skin glow brighter and brighter but at the same time her eyes were flickering between red and black. She was something truly unique. The powerful aura she was already giving off was almost as strong as his own. He had no choice he had to do something. Before she knew what happened they were crashing against the wall, his body pressed against hers pinning her hands above her with one hand. He began whispering softly in her ear. "Shhhhhh... everything is okay you just have to go to sleep for little longer" he whispered in her ear. "Why?" she whimpered feeling his words take over her body. "I can't let my future queen hurt herself." He said as he kissed her neck softly "Queen? What are you talking about?" She couldn't let herself close her eyes. Not again. The man Smiled against her neck and placed a kiss just below her ear. "If you don't wan't to sleep, I know something else that could take your mind off everything." He said with a chuckle and he ground his bulge into her. "Though I am disappointed that Asmodeus got to you first, I don't mind sharing your body." Azalea  used her chest and pushed him off of her, something was wrong she felt as if something in her was clawing its was out of her. "s**t! The man pressed her against the wall again. "Sorry about this"," he said as he kissed her hard on the mouth. She felt her body go into shock. "I'm sorry, i don't like this method but i have no choice, you must sleep now," he said against her lips. Azalea felt herself slipping into a deep sleep. "N...no" She said as she went limp in his arms. Catching her sleeping body before she fell on the floor he lifted her bridal style. He carefully carried Azalea up the stairs watching her sleeping face. "I'm sorry Azalea, You look so much like your mother he said as he lightly kissed her forehead. "What a pretty picture you make Satan" came the deep voice. Satan look out a deep sigh, "Took you long enough Beez"."