Lucifer's Broken Bride

Chapter #8: "f*****g f**k Fuckerton!"

ZEK P.O.V.

FUCK! SOMETHING IS WRONG! WHAT THE f**k IS HAPPENING?!

I follow Lucifer quickly into his office as he storms in there. Immediately, he sits at his desk, frantically searching through one of the drawers. I watch him bring out a giant blunt smelling of some straight up hydro. I watch as he shakes lighting it.

"You going to tell me what the f**k is going on? You are freaking me the f**k out here man?" I ask.

He hands me the blunt and I toke on it, calming myself down. He is legit freaking me out. He pulls out one of his drawing pads and hands it to me.

"Dude, that's not her! Look!" I hand him the blunt back as I begin to look through the drawings of the same beautiful girl.

"What are you talking about?" I mean there were some differences but about 75% the same as Ember.

"I have dreamt of my bride for over a thousand years! That is not her!" A knock is heard on the door. "What?!" He shouts. Mary enters the room. "What is it, Mary?"

"Sir I don't know, and maybe this is just me being crazy, but she absolutely hates the suite." I watch his eyes about to pop out of his head. In all the drawings, it was based off him and the girl in the suite.

"Zek?" I hand him the pad back.

"Just f*****g calm down! I'll go and triple check, okay?" I look up at Mary. "Just make sure Ember is in the south guest house."

I disappear from his office and reappear in Nero's office. Nero almost jumps out of his skin, well if he had any. He is skinned daily here in Hell.

I really do miss being in Hell. The screams I so miss.

"How can I help you, master?" He jumps to the floor, kneeling before me.

"I need the records for his bride! Now!" Nero looks up puzzled.

"Master but why?" I kick him in his face, sending him flying across the room.

"I didn't say question me! I said get me the records!" I roar at him, sending papers flying everywhere.

He scurries about gathering all the files. I go to look out his "window", you could call it, down into the fiery pit. The sounds of screams just wash over me, getting myself all sorts of riled up.

My pretty little tigress at home is going to absolutely get one hell of a surprise tonight. I can taste her innocence on my tongue and hear her screams as she squeezes her legs around my head.

"Here you are master!" A frustrated growl comes from me.

Nero backs away in fear. He hands me a silver metallic folder practically the weight of a feather. I look at him, becoming infuriated.

"Are you serious? This is all?" I snarl.

"Master, it's enchanted. Please believe me. Everything is in there." He cowers in the corner of the room. I disappear into the battle room.

I open up the file and begin searching through the papers. Nero wasn't lying about it being enchanted. There are hundreds of papers in here and I am still pulling more out.

I sit there for hours tracing the lineage of the blood line of the bride. I finally get to the hospital records of the night she was born, October 31, 1999. I see where Nero pulled all the files for Ember. Just out of curiosity, I decided to go back through all the hospital records to recheck.

"Alright folder I want all the records for girls born on that night." About a hundred pages pop out floating in front of me.

I should have done this in the first damn place.

"Now show me, out of those the exact time of midnight." Ember's record pops up, which I sigh in relief. "Thank, f*****g fuck." Suddenly a second record shoots up. "What the f**k?" I grab it, reading through it. "Give me her file."

It shoots up reading the name CAIN, BABY GIRL. I frantically read through the medical file. The baby was a preemie, addicted to crack. That was it. There is nothing else in the file on the child.

"What the f**k?! How does a baby just fall out of the system?" My brain races with so many questions.

I disappear to the hospital and head directly to the records. A short, petite, definitely cat lady with green hair and glasses is behind the desk. Her badge says her name was Sarah.

"How can I help you?" She asks, trying her hardest to flirt with me. I shudder at the thought of even kissing this woman.

My tigress, my enchantress Bastet. Oh, how I love you.

"I'm looking for a file on a patient from twenty years ago. Any way you can help me?" A wicked smile comes over her face. I have a very disgusting feeling growing in my stomach.

When I find that evil b***h, I'm gonna enjoy snapping her neck.

"Well, do you have any paperwork with POA or do you have a warrant?" I laugh scratching the back of my hair, trying to act dumbfounded.

"No, but I figured since it's so old, that the record wouldn't matter." I lean onto the side of the window, trying my hardest to think of my tigress. If I think this is where it'll end up going, I'm going to need all the help I can get.

"Well, I could get you copies of it." Her eyes rape me. She bites her lip. I can smell her arousal. "I could lose my job. I'd risk it though if it was something big to risk it for."

Fucking f**k fuckerton! I swear I'm going to find that witch and kick her ass for this curse!

"Got a place we can go?" She comes out from behind the desk, opening a door. She takes me to the back where there are beds and supplies.

"They store extra supplies here now. Everything is on backup systems and compressed computer files." I lean down and hover above her lips.

"Get the file and I'll make it worth you wild." I whisper to her, pulling her close to me. I can see her melting in my arms.

"A taste first please. I have to make damn sure." I smash my lips onto her closing my eyes.

Just think of her as being Bastet, your beautiful tigress. She knows you have to do s**t like this for Lucifer. She'll punish you later for it. Which honestly sounds awesome, so why the hell are you complaining? Dominatrix tonight little buddy!

I lift her up onto one of the empty hospital beds. Her wearing a skirt makes my job easier. My hand slides instantly between her legs and straight to her clit.

Slowly I circle it as she moans, arching her back to me pushing her chest onto me. My lips traveled down her neck, stopping at the top of her shirt.

I push her back inserting a finger into her moistness. She moans loudly. I pull my hand away and stepped back, leaving her frazzled. She's looking at me, breathing hard.

"You said a taste. Bring me the file. I'll be waiting right here." A seductive smile comes over my lips, as I lick my finger that was inside her.

She hops up off that bed and runs out the door. I laugh as I take off my coat. Trust me she wasn't gone long before bringing me a file the size of a book damn near.

"What the hell is this?" I stare at it baffled at the size.

"That kid's file. I was told the story. The baby was kidnapped. The hospital had a huge lawsuit." She said, unbuttoning her shirt.

"Do they know where the kid is?"

"No. They never found her. They just assume she is dead due to her health issues when she was born. She was a preemie, born at like only seven months. It's really sad. Doesn't matter anyway, the mom didn't want the child. The only reason there was a lawsuit was because DCFS workers wanted to make sure something like that would never happened again. Please can we not talk about this anymore. It's kinda bringing me down. I swear to you everything is in that folder." I shrug my shoulders and set the file down.

Honestly, she is okay looking. Barely had a chest and really no curvy body. Although my enchantress is the love of my life, no one can come close to her.

Poor girl didn't even have to wear a bra.

She grabs hold of my hair, pulling tight the further I go down. My fingers go back to making her drip in my hand.

I unzipped my pants, exposing myself to her. Her eyes almost come out of her head. Every woman I've been with has always said I'm fully equipped in that department.

"You sure you want this? I've been known to wreck girls after a one-night stand." My lips suckle her breast again. My teeth gently nibbling away.

"Yes please!"

"As you wish."

I grab her hips and place her to try to make sure she doesn't get that hurt. Slowly I enter, and hear a moan in a mix of pleasure and pain. I rub her clit to help as she spreads her legs further for me.

Suddenly, I slam myself in her, making her scream. I smash my lips onto her to help silence her. I stay still until she begins to move.

I begin to slowly move in her. She is so f*****g tight. Not a virgin but hasn't been f****d by a huge d**k before. I grab her hips and begin to pick up the pace, also forcefully moving her body so when I penetrate her even harder she cries out.

"You like it rough?" She shakes her head, yes. I laugh. "If that's what you want then." I go, let's say, the speed way faster than a human physically can but nowhere near the power of a demon. I mean I don't want to kill her.

I can feel her walls close around me and her warm juices flow onto me. I watch her body tense and go limp. I laugh at her but I still wasn't stopping.

"Please." She begs. I laugh.

"You just shut the f**k up and take it! You c*m all over my d**k, now I'm going to c*m. Got it!" She nods her head almost in fear. I smile down at her, kissing her lips. "That's a good girl." Treating her like a dog.

Thirty minutes, I toy with the girl. I only stop because I'm bored to be honest.

"Thank you for helping me." I said, helping her to get dressed.

"Thank you for that. Although is it normal sometimes to not be able to feel your lower half?" I laugh.

"Just go sit at your desk for the rest of the day and you'll be fine. I must go. It was a pleasure to meet you. Have a good day."

Was the last part I said to her and left the room for the bathroom. There I disappear back into the battle room. I left the room and go straight for the shower. I so had to wash all this off of me.

I SWEAR I'M GOING TO f*****g KILL THAT SCANK OF A WITCH WHO DID THIS CURSE ON ME! ALL BECAUSE I WOULDN'T f**k HER!