Chapter 15

Although the sight of the grinding Paolo and M, and also the inked and wet body of the naked shaman were more than nice and arousing for Matt, he suddenly still felt his pulse quicken. They were going to do the ritual now. This was it.

He glimpsed at his pair, who was drinking and watching the other pair, and Matt let the importance of this moment sink in. He was going to change for himself and for Corey. He was going to be his pair for eternity.

With a wildly beating heart he reached out to take an encouraging long swig from the vodka then placed it on the edge of the tub just to slide even closer to Corey and turn his attention on Matt with a slender hand on his bearded face.

"I love you," he whispered to him and kissed him gently, needing some reassurance and love that all will be okay and this is the right step.

"I love you so much too," Corey mumbled into the deep kiss. His strong arms pulled the slender body onto his lap and held Matt close to his warm body. They will be one even more. And he was moved from the honor of Matt changing for him...

"You will get more marks, and a bit different wings… Maybe a cute pair of horns," Corey smiled with love at his pair when he pulled back and caressed the pretty face and high forehead just drinking in the sight of his love. "All the changes will come after the ceremony. And you must know how... honored I am that you will be mine and more like me…"

"Aww... Here, take this," J said getting back to the tub and handed Matt a lit rolled cigarette with all kinds of herbs in it.

"I'm honored too to be able to become your worthy pair," Matt murmured as he took the cigarette with a grateful look at J. "I was going to ask for something like this," he chuckled a bit and took a deep drag, holding it down for a few moments before exhaling. The smoke swirled around his and Corey's head and he quickly took some more puffs, sharing a few with Corey through kisses.

Once it was gone, Matt could already feel his mind and whole being starting to relax and open up spiritually too. It was a strong mix for sure, but he felt light-headed in the best possible way.

"Take the lead, boys. I'm ready," he giggled high and pressed himself to Corey under the water, a marked up arm going around his pair's shoulders, the other reaching out for J to pull him closer too.

J wiggled his brows at Corey and stroked the pale back of the high angel-breed. "Change for me…" he breathed on his demon voice and he also shifted to his ancient demon self.

His skin was dark and night sky blue runes marked it all over his body. His free hand went lower on the pale body as he handed Corey the dagger.

"Wow... you are beautiful..." Matt said in awe as he looked over the changed shaman. Meanwhile he concentrated on shifting too, letting his still not that healthy-looking wings spread behind him and submerge half-way in the water. Some of his dark feathers were now floating on its surface around them. His black eyes began glowing in their golden hue too and he pushed himself against the shaman's stroking hand as he was getting more turned on and horny.

His hand on J stroked along the marked chest and admired the view of the contrast his pale hand made with the dark skin. He longed to taste it, but first his attention went back to Corey, who took the ritualistic dagger. Tasting that nearly black demon blood again was something Matt was looking forward to as his being began feeding on Corey's energies again, trying to satisfy that burning hunger deep inside, which was always there. Now stronger again.

"He is so hungry…" J groaned and as Corey moved Matt to straddle him, the shaman moved and plastered against the pale back.

"I love you... You need to fully trust me and the shaman. Without fear of the change that will come. Embrace it, and welcome that change we are igniting," Corey said shifting as well.

They hugged the angel spawn between their even more warming up bodies. Meanwhile Paolo, who was an angel, got out of the tub and the shifted M came closer to the trio.

The tall pale demon's skin turned light grey and just like his pair, ancient demon runes covered him all over just in a gore red color. The taller shaman started chanting some demon words, a spell to open up all of their very cores and prepare all for the mixing and changes.

The first verse ended and Corey raised the dagger which started to glow as if the magical metal was overheating and looking deep into Matt's glowing eyes he stabbed his own shoulder, groaning as his flesh sizzled.

Everything was a bit blurry at the edges of Matt's vision, but he didn't fight it. On the contrary, he felt himself getting more open as he observed what was going on around and in him while sitting on Corey's naked lap. He looked to the side to admire M's true form too. Like on his pair, M's runes were slightly glowing in their color too as if a fire was igniting them from inside. Which was probably the case, making them glow from their power, which they were channeling and gathering in the hot tub, making them envelope them and nearly overflow. It made Matt higher and higher by the minute, his hungry being drinking in everything he could.

Nodding to Corey's words, he watched him with his glowing eyes. "I love you and trust you..." he uttered and gasped for air before swallowing hard as Corey sliced his flesh open for him. The scent of the demon blood which ran down on the wounded shoulder hit Matt's senses strong and he groaned. That hunger in him got fueled and broke free and without thinking, just following his instincts, his mouth latched onto the wound and started sucking and chewing at it, swallowing the rich royal demon blood as if it was the only thing that counted on the whole wide world. And in that moment it felt like that for Matt.

The shamans exchanged a pleased look as Corey felt as if his pair was going to suck him dry with the eagerness and literal starving he sensed from Matt.

M took the still sizzling dagger and starting to chant again cut one of his palms. J did the same and they held the ceremonial weapon together. Both of them held it with the cut hand and let the thick black blood cover the blade and fry onto it.

When it was covered fully, they ran it over Matt's pale back, right between his shedding wings all along his spine. They opened the surface of his skin with the glowing hot blade and let their own blood mix up with the magic of the ancient runes and Matt's own blood and their body and marks shone and pulsed with each of the words of the demon spell.

As the horned shamans did that to Matt, he groaned into the wound from the cut on his back. He could feel the magic thick in the air and also his wings shuddered from that and the cut between them too. Matt could've sworn that he could feel his unhealthy feathers shedding faster, but he didn't check, just went with the flow, letting the demons do what they had to.

He was feasting on the mixed magic and Corey's rich blood, feeling himself completely lost in the strong sensations and was sucking it all into his very core too, welcoming everything with open arms, though his physical arms were around his pair, grounding him, nails digging into the hot skin.

Like someone on the highest drug, he kept chewing and sucking on the wound, not letting it close. He was hard too, rubbing himself against Corey's groin on instinct as he was devouring his pair like never before. Matt was drunk on so many levels and he never wanted this feeling to stop.

Corey waited to feel the shamans’ blood burn into Matt's veins, feeling the mixed and transforming energies from his pair.

As he couldn't take it anymore either, he lifted the narrow hips and with one swift move pulled Matt fully down on his rock hard cock, grumbling his pleasure as he leaned down to sink his demon fangs into the white neck before him and gulp down the sweet blood, closing the circle of exchanging blood and life forces with Matt and the two chanting shamans as he bucked deep into the changing body.

Matt cried out loud, the sound more like the roar of a beast, as he sank onto Corey's thick cock. It was just what he needed in the midst of all the burning energies of his pair, the shamans and his own. From under his eyelids he could feel his bluish white fire get loose, but it wasn't burning any of them.

He could hear the chanting of the shamans from afar, but he could feel his mate fucking up into him in the most perfect way and also felt his skin burning from the touches of J and M, smearing more blood on his pale glowing skin from their bleeding palms.

Matt was rocking against his man completely driven by his instincts. There was nothing gentle about his needy and hungry moves and he finally let Corey's wound go just to go and share a bloody kiss with his pair, devouring his mouth and ignoring the throbbing and bleeding bite on his neck.

It was a race for getting even higher and drunk on all the magic, energies, sex and most importantly on the love they felt for each other while starting to transform into something more...

Feeling how much Matt was on the brink, pulling back from the kiss, Corey growled loud and let the shamans pull his pair back.

The Hell Prince took the ritualistic dagger from the shamans and cut himself again across his chest and while bleeding lowered himself fully in the already bloody water.

The two ancient demons grabbed Matt from both sides and bit into his shoulders and drew more blood. Their already burning flames on their hands roamed all over the high half-breed's body.

As the water turned into a pool of blood around them, also Hell Fire spread on its surface while the shamans kept the trembling being aroused and even sneaked in a few kisses to share between them.

As Corey emerged from the burning pool of blood with his glowing red eyes and his long hair half in his face, he growled deep as the beast he was... Ready to devour Matt.

As all that fire and blood magic were licking along Matt's aroused being, he opened his glowing eyes to the growl of his pair. It was like in his dreams for so many months. It all came true again. The Prince of Hell emerging from a pool of blood with glowing eyes, ready to devour him... Even the not being able to move part was there too, but this time he wasn't paralyzed. This time a pair of shamans was holding him back, making him feel hungrier and needier than ever.

Of course he returned their kisses and let them bite him and get drunk on his blood, but all along his gaze found its way back to the prince. His by now equally hungry pair. And instead of trying to flee or wake up from that dream, Matt wanted to be devoured by him to the last molecule of his already changing being. He wanted that more than anything.

"Eat me, drink me!" he uttered without thinking, hoarse from lust and wanting to melt into one with his pair.

Just like waiting for a call… for those breathed words, Corey groaned and leaped at the shaking being. The shamans holding Matt up helped not to tackle him under the water at once…

The demon made sure their blood mixed more as he tore the pale skin open more with his fangs and claws. But eventually soon all of them ended up as a wounded bleeding pile of lust-driven beasts chasing their salvation in the dark red water.

Matt was back on that amazing cock of the hungry beast and was high as a kite from all the blood exchanges, bites, scratches, energies and fucking. By then he had no idea who started and ended where, it was a hot mix of naked bodies. Not thinking about it, he caressed, kissed and scratched whomever he could reach, letting the demons do with him what they wanted.

He was so close and J's sneaky hand on his aching dick was a welcomed feeling while the shaman was now exchanging a bloody kiss (with Matt's blood on his tongue) with his pair.

He never felt so close to Corey's being like now and he wanted to completely melt together with his pair. Opening his brightly glowing eyes, his burning hands reached out to move Corey's horned head away from a bleeding bite on Matt's chest. He kept rocking himself against the wild trusts up into his ass and the firm grip of J around his cock, but his focus was back on his beast as he stroked the bloody hair out of the beloved face.

"Please..." That was the only word he whispered then licked into the bloody mouth, savoring his own taste and his pair.

The strong arms of the demon prince wrapped around his pair. Kneeling up in the shallow tub that was more blood than water by then, he made Matt sit and lower himself even more deeply onto the leaking cock.

The shamans left the pair to finish off what they should and got busy with each other.

By then only Matt existed for Corey. And how he felt changing into a being closer to his pair, and how Matt transformed to accept the demon blood. And he gave the deep hard thrusts to push them over the edge.

While the shamans got lost in their own coupling – with Paolo watching the demons longingly in the fiery tub while jerking himself a bit further away – the rest of the world ceased to exist for Matt too. It was only Corey for him too and those amazing deep thrusts against his prostate. They made him moan and growl his head off and as he sunk his nails into the scratched up back of his pair, he let Corey swallow his yell of pleasure, coming hard into the bloody water. His small ass clamped down hard on his man to milk him from every last drop of his demon seed.

It was like an explosion for Matt. Not just the orgasm part, but he felt like his whole being exploded into tiny bits, making him dissolve in the Hell Fire and at the same time sucking it into his very core, making it part of him as their souls melted nearly completely together.

He just knew by instinct that the merging will be complete only once his body and being fully transformed into his new self, but this was pretty fucking close too and he loved it more than anything.

***

The morning found Corey and the rest on the thick red carpets sleeping all tangled up.

The first thought of the demon prince was that there was a reason why the carpet was crimson red... And the second one was that Paolo probably went back to the others some time ago. And that how adorable his pair was half-lying under M and resting his head on J's back and all of them covered in dried blood and some... white powder he vaguely remembered...

As he sat up, he realized that he was smiling and had a dull pain on his left bicep... He scratched and from under the dry fluids a demon rune started to show on his skin. An ancient symbol of being mated.

Something pulled Matt out of his dream and when he cracked his eyes open, he realized it was because Corey woke up. It took him a moment to realize the position he was in and that the demon prince was checking his arm.

"What is it?" he asked, feeling quite hangover from all the booze, drugs, blood, sex and energies. It was a strong cocktail, messing up his senses and being. It wasn't such a nice feeling, but maybe if Matt stayed in bed for the day, he would be okay.

He kept his eyes on his pair and ignored the hot pictures from last night's hours-long orgy coming back. Well, everyone went at it with everyone, really, so no wonder Matt felt his body so exhausted and a bit sore aside from the changing.

"An ancient symbol of being mated. Look," Corey smiled pleased at his pair and wiped the changing skin cleaner to turn and show the demon seal runes. It somehow was similar to the shamans' as it was slightly glowing.

"Nice one, kid. It was about time," J chimed in and sat up clearly very dizzy. "Corey is the oldest to mate. Though, not many is left from the family…" J added and sighed and rather looked away and stroked his pair's back to wake him too. "How are you feeling, Matt? Nice wings…" he added.

Memories of them exchanging a lot of blood rushed back into Matt's head as he smiled back at Corey with love. It meant that the mating worked. That thought filled him with happiness and he sighed, pushing himself up into a more or less sitting position after peeling himself out from half-way under M.

If Matt wasn't that tired, he would've found J's expression funny. Clearly helping a high demon and cherub mate took a lot out of the shamans too. To his comment, Matt moved his wings to see what he meant.

"Wow..." he mumbled, reaching out to touch it a bit in disbelief. They were the same size like before, but were shaped like demon wings now, looking like ones from the top. The jet black shiny and small feathers started from the middle and ended the wings with normal sized ones. And they weren't shedding anymore. Moving them experimentally, Matt found himself getting lifted up by them with ease. "Wow..." he repeated. "They are so much stronger too..." he smiled and put his naked feet down on the thick carpet, folding the wings.

"I'm... exhausted and sleepy... and maybe a bit dizzy and sporting a steady hangover," he chuckled a bit, stumbling to Corey to take a better look of the rune. He even stroked and kissed it too before nuzzling to his demon's side like a kitten who got the cream. "I love your mark. I wonder if I'll get one too soon."

"I'm sure. I love your wings. Never saw anything like that before. Half-demon, half-angel wings," Corey cooed and caressed the side of his pair with love-filled shining eyes.

"You two should go back to rest. I and Mr. M have to do some curing of our own," J giggled seeing the grimace M made as he sat up.

Smiling and blushing a bit satisfied from the fact that Corey loved his new wings, Matt nodded to J's suggestion. "Some more rest sounds more than amazing. Come on, love, let's leave our friends to themselves. I want to check on Paolo too," he said suppressing a yawn.

But before they started to walk towards the door still half-hugging – and maybe supporting each other a bit too – Matt turned to the shaman pair with a grateful look. "Thank you so much for your help... and well, last night," he smirked at them.

M chuckled as he slowly got up from the floor too. "It was our pleasure. We'll check on you later today to see how things are going. You'll be soon fully transmutated," he added as he put a long marked up arm around his pair.

Nodding once more, Matt let Corey pull him out of the room after putting on their towels.

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***

Soon they were back in Corey's room, but found only Paolo tidying things up a bit. He stopped what he was doing when he noticed them enter.

"Joe and Brent went out to discover the dimension..." he said a bit frowning. "Man, you two look like shit. But love the new wings... Coffee? Food? Or something stronger?" he asked, eager to please someone.

"Hmm... Coffee and food and a bath. With water," Corey said laughing as they stumbled to the tub in the middle of the room and sitting down started the water.

"Right away, boss. I was watching for a while. But when too much demon magic started flowing in the air, I had to get out. Or be infected too. And I'm sure you love your good old slutty guardian as he is," Paolo blabbered while pouring some dried flower petals and bath salts into the filling little pool with the pair in it. Of course, as the warm water begun to slick their bodies, they painted the water pink and red from all the dried blood.

"It looks nice…" Corey mumbled totally exhausted and also mesmerized how the red was slowly swirling and mixing up from his legs.

"Yeah... You both lost a lot of blood. Look pale as shit too. Let’s get you both clean and I will take care of you," Paolo said while he shifted and covered them both with his healing golden glow.

Matt was just sitting there watching the other two, but in truth he could only grunt and hum and barely keep his eyes open. But once he could feel the familiar angel energies healing them, he sighed satisfied, welcoming Paolo's forces.

"I'm not feeding on Corey," he suddenly realized, looking a bit more awake again as he blinked a few times. "It's so strange," he added with a little chuckle. But it was true. He wasn't really feeding on Paolo either, it was more like letting his powers heal him. "But also nice. I'm no energy vampire anymore!" he put his head onto Corey's wide shoulder and made some weak attempts to wash the broad chest with the healing cut, but it was more like stroking him as he tried to stay awake.

"Yeah," Corey nodded as his head was heavy and light and dizzy at the same time. He just sunk lower into the nice warm raising water and even the bath salt biting into his wounds couldn't bother him as his eyes closed and he put an arm around his pair. "I love you. I love you too, Goldie..." he mumbled slowly.

"Come on king, here's some coffee and cake to get some energy back. Don't go into the darkness," Paolo knelt beside their heads and caressed his demon love's head. He had only happy feelings about Corey being mated with Matt. He wanted the prince to be happy. "Oh, I love the mark too. Please Matt honey, help me wake up the big bad demon."

"Huh?" Matt suddenly woke from his half-sleep and sat up a bit more straight, patting Corey's chest as he pressed a kiss against his bearded face. "Wake up, baby. Food and coffee. Love you too. Come on, let's eat a bit then we can finish our bath and sleeeep..." he yawned into his pair's face, making Paolo giggle and push a piece of cake into his open mouth.

"You're the fucking best, Goldie, I swear," he chuckled once he swallowed the cake and forced himself to drink some coffee too but decided he needed cake more so with his bare hands continued eating the slice their angel nurse brought them. "Love you both, by the way," he mumbled in between two huge bites, hoping that he wasn't going to head butt right into the cake like in those funny human and animal videos about babies and puppies and kittens. Wow, he was having some strange thoughts... "So fucking tired..." he mumbled chuckling a bit on himself.

"Yeah..." Corey mumbled again and laid his face at the edge of the tub while he slowly ate the cake too and lazily caressed Matt's side.

"Okay I'm clean enough," he yawned and went under the water to wash a bit more then crawled on all fours towards the bed.

"Oh my… If I were you, I would make him do that more often," Paolo hissed with lust as the muscular very naked winged and horned demon was dripping bloody water while crawling like a drunk puppy into the soft bed and dropped flat on his stomach.

"Huh?" Matt asked in a very clever way again as he was quickly washing himself too then turned to look at his crawling pair. "Oh yeah... I have to remember that for the future. Remind me later..." he grinned and used a more effective and quicker way of transporting himself on the bed: his new wings.

Though the landing wasn't that elegant, he didn't really care as he landed on the nice mattress with a soft huff, crawling half-way on top of his already lightly snoring beast. Needless to say, he was out of it the next moment too, leaving Paolo to stare at them shaking his head before busying himself with finishing the cleaning up. Then he joined the sleeping pair on Corey's other side, letting his golden healing power embrace them like a warm blanket.

***

The pair was out of it for most of the day, but Paolo guarded their dream like a good guardian, taking short naps too. As promised, his former masters checked in a few hours later to see how Matt was changing. They looked satisfied and talked quietly with the bald angel for a while.

At some point Joe and Brent returned too and were updated on what's been going on. In exchange, they raved to Paolo about everything they discovered outside the bathhouse, because this pocket dimension, which was called Sanctuary, was much more than just the bathhouse. There were cities and portals all around with a very colorful population.

Smiling on how enthusiastic the other two were, Paolo nodded when they announced they would get out of the way for a few hours again to soak in one of the many baths somewhere in the house.

From the newly mated pair it was Matt who first woke up this time. Lifting his head, he smacked his dry lips together and reached for the big glass of water the guardian placed on the nightstand for him. He could've kissed him for that. Maybe later he will too.

After drinking half of it, Matt realized he was feeling somewhat better. He put his wings away and carefully got up to go to the bathroom to take a piss then after padding back to the bed, this time he lied down next to Paolo, hugging him without a word.

Next Corey woke up and sat up not really knowing where he was at first. He was with Paolo and Matt and how the two cuddled and slept made him smile wide with love.

Scratching his new mark, he went to hunt down the leftover food and coffee and get his head together. It was a strange but nice feeling having a mark on his body, he decided after like the tenth time he checked the rune out.

Sitting down to drink the coffee and eat some cake and some ham, he let his mind stay blank and just enjoyed how his body was getting filled with life again.

Matt soon woke up too because Corey was awake and also because he felt a bit more rested. His eyes met with his pair's and he smiled, still resting his head on Paolo's tee-covered chest. Matt absently started caressing the short man's tummy under his tee while watching his demon eating.

Soon his caressing stirred the guardian too and it made Matt smirk at Corey dirtily.

The demon licked his lips slowly, just as if saying 'Go ahead and awake my lust' and just adored the small cute horns which barely stood out from the cute black curls on top of his dark angel's head.

"Huh?" this time Paolo asked as he opened his eyes to the very dirty smirk of his Hell Prince. Then he noticed the same expression on Matt too who was stroking his belly upper and upper under his tee and let his claws out too to let it roam around on his skin.

"It's about time I get some lovin'..." he giggled and turned to his side, making Matt face him with the move. "I'm all hungry. Come at me... You horned beast... Rawwr... I want it," he grabbed Matt's small butt and pulled him close.

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