The Darkness Spreads ((Me and CorruptedHatred))

"damnation" he whispered to him. "Fine. I'll do it" she said reluctantly, looking away from him. Her body stopping from helping the other now.

He smiled as he kissed her lips and took her wrist in his hand. "Swore on the life of the preacher that you will do as I ay and not be unfaithful to me." Desmond said as he got close to cumming into her womb.

Starting at him, she nodded- but why the life of the preacher. "I swear" she said simply as she was lifted.

Desmond smiled as he slit her wrist and one of his and then let their blood flow into each other's veins. "Good girl." His tongue went across the wound before he showed her a new scar of a D on her wrist. "You belong to me. Now, back to getting you filled with my seed." He said as he put her on top of him and forgot to mention she could only go 5 feet away from him before being stopped with pain.

Glaring at him as he went on, there wasn't much she could do about it. She couldn't really protest now that she had been marked.

His eye narrowed as he turned them over and put her on top of him. " No, ride and me and show my that sexy body of yours."

"Get me out of here first" she said simply, glaring down at him as she was able to stretch her black wings.

He scowled as he gripped her breasts and looked at her. "Don't you dare order me around. I'll let the preacher see us right now." Desmond said as the preacher stopped with his cock near her face.

Glaring at him, she drew her wings around her body. "Fine" she spat, he wouldn't see her with her wings this way. None had really known she was an angel and now that her body weas adapting to its new form- the man wouldn't even recognize her.

Desmond pushed her off of him and had a collar locked around her neck. "Now, people will see you in your old form. His hands held her shoulders as he picked her up. "You are such a brat."

Growling she eyed him, her form forcing herself back to her knew form. It was what her god wanted despite her enslavement.

Desmond waves his magic off of the collar that would only come off if he wanted it to. "Don't be such a bitch. Come on, I'm making a house for us in the forest."

Glaring at him, she bared her teeth then looked away. He had drained most her energy and she was on the verge of fainting. Before she knew it she had gone limp in his arms.

His hands held her close to him as he walked towards the forest. "It'll be a nice house where I can fuck you evey night and hear you moan. Maybe a child's birth place."

She wasn't even awake as he spoke, simply out from all the pain and everything.

He carried her into the house that seemed to magically appear before them. Desmond stroked her slit to give her pleasant dreams.