The next session was with a Priest and Priestess, a husband and wife named Bridgette and Li. When Nyx explained what had to happen, the wife seemed more eager than the husband, but I could tell it wouldn't take a great deal of convincing to get either of them involved. Bridgette turned to me, smiling. She stepped to me, buried a hand in my hair, and pulled me into a deep kiss.

Azza's energy swirled, and soon, the sensation of the husband inside of me from underneath and the wife's mouth on me as I spread myself open for her had me panting.

Li reached around and pinched my nipples as Bridgette swirled her tongue, knowing precisely the right spot to work to drive me crazy. He rocked his hips, working his length in and out of me, sliding through my wetness. I clutched the sheets as the two of them took me.

"Come for me," she ordered. "Scream my name."

I found that I had no power to disobey, and I fed her most of my energy. As soon as I had stirred again, Li flipped me over and pounded into me as Azza brought me again so that I could feed him, too. It was a fight to remain present when I came for Li, but I managed.

Bridgette and Li crawled to Nyx, kissing her hand in thanks. "Yes, of course, dear ones," Nyx said, uncharacteristically affectionate with the two of them. She invited them to sit at her feet, which gladly did.

I knew I wouldn't like the next session when I heard Maximillian giggle just before he admitted a great hulk of a man. Azza wasn't a small man, but this Priest nearly towered over him. He knelt reverently in front of Nyx, bowing his head, waiting to be acknowledged.

"Well, Nicco, how have you been?"

"I am doing well, Goddess. And you?"

"Well, I dare say that if you will come and visit me at the party, I will be doing so much better."

He smiled and kissed her hand. "It would be my honor to come to you, Goddess."

"Good! In the meantime, I have something special for you," she said, inclining her head at me. "A reward for your faithful service."

He looked over his shoulder at me, hunger in his eyes. "I can fuck her, yes, Goddess?"

"Oh, yes. She is yours to play with, Nicco. And you do know how much I like to watch you play."

He turned back to her and kissed her hand again. "Does she like it rough?" he asked as he stood and began to undress.

Nyx chuckled. "Does it matter?"

He smiled at me, and a shiver ran down my spine. "Not in the least." When I saw his size, I knew I was in trouble; I liked thick men, but even I had my limits.

I put a hand up. "Wait. I didn't consent to being hurt as part of this."

He laughed and palmed himself, stroking his length.

Nyx mirrored his wicked expression. "If you want to see Lazarus, you will feed Nicco. The only challenge is, Nicco has a hard time keeping it up if the woman is willing."

"I don't consent to being raped."

"Oh, Olivia," Nyx said, leaning forward in her chair, "don't think of it as rape, think of it as payment rendered. Nicco wants to hear you scream. Surely, your Lazarus is worth a few moments of discomfort?"

I knew I wasn't getting out of this situation. I couldn't help it; I glanced at Azza.

Nyx scowled. "Oh, don't look at him. He will not be helping. Not until my beloved Nicco has had his fill."

A cold clamminess spread through me, and I looked at Nicco again. He licked his lips and continued to pull on himself. If nothing else, he looked even more enormous than moments before.

I swallowed, and he grinned.

"Come on, Olivia," he mocked. "Play with me."

I scowled. "You will not use my name. I am Death, and you will refer to me as such."

He dared to throw his head back and laugh. "You're Death Incarnate? Oh, this will be fun!" He turned to Nyx. "Thank you for this honor, Goddess."

She smiled at him sweetly. "You are welcome, Nicco. Now, I think that you will find her to be an interesting fuck. There's a surprise at the end!"

His shoulders shook with laughter. "A happy ending?"

Nyx snorted. "Indeed. Now, you may begin. Oh, and Azza," she said, twisting in her chair to address him. "You are not to help her until after Nicco comes for us, understood."

He smirked at her. "I wouldn't dream of it, Nyx." He leaned down to kiss her deeply.

I looked away, not able to bear the sight.

"Oh, now that is interesting," Nicco mumbled to himself as he appeared beside me. "You love him. Yet, he does not love you. He loves our Goddess, as he should."

I couldn't argue without putting Azza in jeopardy, so I remained facing away.

Nicco grabbed my hair and whirled me around to face him. "Oh, yes, I think that watching them will be the perfect torture!" He called over his shoulder, "My Goddess! Might I impose on you and your consort? I would very much like for her to watch him worship you properly."

"Oh, now, that is a good idea, Nicco! Yes, Azza," she said, "let's entertain her for Nicco."

Azza's answering chuckle rumbled in his chest, and he held a hand out to Nyx. "Of course."

She took his hand, and he led her to join us on the bed. Nicco turned me to them, but when Nyx's clothes dissolved away and Azza bent his head to take a nipple into his mouth, I closed my eyes.

Nicco shook me by my hair. "No, you will watch."

I found myself on my hands and knees, thankful for the fluids from Li Azza had neglected to take away to act as lube. Nicco's giant fingers buried roughly in me as I watched my love enthusiastically perform with another woman. I witnessed the blissful expression on Azza's face as he made her first orgasm shatter through her, and I could no longer contain my tears.

A single sob escaped me, and Nicco laughed. "Yes! Cry for me, Death. So beautiful. I must have you." He gave me no warning. Between one motion and the next, he yanked his fingers from me and thrust himself inside. I screamed with the pain of it; he was much too large to take without wanting it. Within half a dozen strokes, he reduced me to body-wracking sobs.

"What's the matter, Death? Am I too much for you?"

I thought of Lazarus in his cell and the look of defeat on his face. I steeled myself and lied, shaking my head.

His answer was to grab my hair and haul my head up, and he thrust into me, burying as far as he could before pausing. "I tell you what. I won't fuck you for however long you can stand to watch them."

I knew Nyx was paying attention by the way she smirked. She rolled over, putting Azza beneath her, and began to ride him. "Azza, my dear, tell me you love me, then make me come."

Azza didn't hesitate. "I love you, Nyx. You are my Goddess." She cried out in pleasure as he did her bidding.

I felt my heart break, shattered in two, and I closed my eyes. Nicco laughed. He was true to his word as he began to thrust into me again, frantically.

I hung my head, weeping openly, no longer caring what happened. I could only endure. I focused on Lazarus and thoughts of getting him free. Nicco pushed himself deep with a great shout, releasing into me with such force that the pressure of it was painful. He ripped from me before he softened, causing me to cry out again.

I fell forward with relief and curled into a fetal position.

"Now, Azza, she can feed my Nicco."

Azza was as gentle as he could get away with, I knew. He ramped me up, then took me over smoothly. I cried out to Nicco but couldn't keep myself from dying. I woke to hear him laughing, flexing his muscles for Nyx as he enjoyed what I'd given him.

It was then that I swore to myself that Nicco would follow his Goddess to his death. I slid off the end of the bed into the floor when Nicco climbed past me to get to Nyx. I rolled away, which saved me from having to watch the three of them together, but I had to listen since I couldn't yet walk away.

I was numb. And this time, I realized that I didn't have Azza to help put me right. I was on my own.

Maximilian's slippered foot pushed at my hip. He had two women with him. "Mistress says to feed Gamon and Willow," he ordered before giggling.

"I can't," I whispered.

He frowned, glancing back at the three of them on the bed. He must have caught Azza's eye because, once more, his energy came into me and took me over, lovingly. I called out to Gamon, and when I came to, he repeated it until I could feed Willow.

I glanced at the bed to see Nyx riding Azza's face as Nicco took him in his mouth. I turned away before sitting up. "I have completed my payment. I expect to see Lazarus tonight."

Nyx laughed. "Yes, payment is complete. Now, would you like to join us?"

I didn't have the energy to be angry. It was all I could do to stand and stumble from the room. I made my way to the bathroom. When I started to the tub, a single large candle appeared on the tile ledge beside it, as did Azza's signature rose-scented shampoo. I grabbed the bottle and hugged it to me, a lifeline to what was reality, despite what I heard even through the closed door of the bathroom; Azza loved me.

I searched the bathroom until I found Epsom salts to add to the bath. I soaked until the water ran cold, then I refilled the tub and soaked again until I no longer heard them. I was drying off when there came the sound of a portal opening.

I threw open the door and ran out into the suite to find Erebus there waiting for me. My heart fell; I had hoped it was Lucifer. Even though I was disappointed, I had no resistance to what remained of the compulsion. I fell into his arms when he opened them for me.

"Come, let me put you to bed. You can get a few hours of rest before Lucifer comes to dress you."

I nodded and leaned on him. He wasn't Azza, but I allowed him to spoon me before I passed out, falling into the blessed darkness of unconsciousness.

"Olivia... love... wake up."

My eyes snapped upon hearing Lucifer's voice. When I saw him standing on the other side of the bed, I tried to scramble to him. To my dismay, Erebus held me firm.

"Olivia, remember, no contact," he reminded me.

I stopped struggling, and he let me go.

Erebus kissed my hair affectionately. "I will go and leave the two of you." He rolled off the bed before addressing Lucifer. "What color will she be wearing?"

"Blood red," Lucifer answered and snapped. A shirt box and several jewelry boxes appeared on the corner of the bed near Erebus. "A shirt, cufflinks, and pocket square for you to wear with her," Lucifer explained.

Erebus gathered the items and portaled back to his bedchamber when Maximillian came through the door. He stood out of the way but watched us like a hawk.

Lucifer sat on the bed. He snapped open a small portal, and George jumped through. Maximilian protested, but Lucifer's hot gaze closed his mouth quickly. George trotted to me immediately and rubbed against me, offering comfort. "What happened?"

I sniffled and explained what I had bargained for and the day's events. I hated that I couldn't share all the little things Azza had done for me in front of Maxamillian. Lucifer was livid by the time I had told him what I could. "She will pay," he declared.

We sat in silence for a moment, neither of us having anything to say in Maximillian's presence. Eventually, Lucifer cleared his throat. "Do you want another bath?"

I nodded, and he snapped. Once in the bathroom, I lowered myself into the perfect water and began to scrub myself while he watched from the doorway where his bulk kept Maximillian from entering the bathroom.