Where the Devil Don't Go by Onley James

Author:Onley James [James, Onley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

Once they were safely in their chambers, Christopher finally relaxed. “Clothes off,” Sam demanded.

Christopher complied without thought. Once they were both naked, he curled on his side, knowing Sam would slide in behind him. When Sam joined him on the bed, Christopher glanced over and frowned. “Change all the way.”

Sam hesitated for only a moment before a shiver rolled through him, leaving his demon side behind as the human part of him seemed to evaporate. Christopher liked the feel of Sam’s skin against his own, the heat of it, the almost serpentine quality of it. He pushed himself back against his cock, which rested in the furrow of Christopher’s ass.

“Stop that. You said you wanted me to answer questions.”

Christopher didn’t stop wiggling. “That was before I knew you were going to bring me in here and get me naked. How am I supposed to concentrate with you this close?”

Sam gave a low growl against Christopher’s ear. “Because I told you to, pet.”

Christopher sighed. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Now, what did you want to know?” Sam asked.

“Is there really a…corporate ladder of demons?” Christopher asked, breath hitching as Sam’s sharp claws teased along the flesh of his lower belly.

Sam chuckled. “Somewhat. There are classifications, I suppose.”

“What class are you?” Christopher asked, shifting to give Sam better access to run his nails from his collarbones down to his hips and back again.

“I suppose in the realm of how humans classify demons, I’m one of the worst. An original. One of the few who controlled the elements.”

Christopher lifted a lazy hand, reaching back to stroke along Sam’s thigh. “What element?”

“I control fire.”

“Of course, you do,” Christopher mused. “What about the others?”

Sam buried his nose in Christopher’s hair, inhaling deeply. “Azael and Mahazael controlled water and earth respectively.”

Christopher loved the way he always seemed to want to breathe him in, like a drug. “Who controlled air?”

“Azazel.”

Christopher frowned. “But they don’t live down here?”

“No.”

“What happened to them?”

“Azael and Mahazael left to serve in Hell in the hopes of regaining our father’s favor.”

“And Azazel?”

Sam’s claws dug into Christopher’s tender flesh just enough to raise goosebumps all along his skin. “I believe you know him now as Satan.”

“But you said that people call you Lucifer. Doesn’t that make you Satan?”

“People have all kinds of misconceptions about Hell and the Devil. Lucifer simply means Morningstar, and morning star represents the light of Venus. It was…a nickname given to me by my father. A term of endearment. It’s been bastardized by humans over the years.”

“So, does that mean God isn’t competing with Satan? That they’re working together?”

“That is a much more complicated matter. Azazel, for all his talk of rebelling, couldn’t handle life here on Earth. He thought he would find a way to reign here—become the God he’d always coveted—but no matter how we corrupted the humans, our father ensured Azazel would never get the foothold he desired. Floods, famine, wars, strife, chaos. Every time Azazel was close to any type of power, our father would wipe out the humans and start again.

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