A plea for help brings a rapid response

Grace and Aires (he had decided to go with the name change again. He was in charge, he could do what he wanted) had abandoned the thoroughly sex-stained house and were flying back to where Aires could sense the once again spreading horde when Rebecca's cry for help filled his mind. In a second, he knew everything that had happened to Rebecca and Lilith, including precisely where the vampiress was. His sudden increase in speed caught the still slightly blissed out Grace off guard, and she had to work to catch up with him.

"Master, what..." the angel started to ask, but Aires just pushed the knowledge to her and her expression hardened. "I'll tear them apart. I'll pull that cunt's hair out and **** her with it." Grace continued to murmur and swear all manner of horrors under her breath, but Aires ignored them, focused instead on Lilith's extremely faint mental signal. It was just enough for him to know she was alive, but nothing else, not even if she was in pain. But she would be soon if what that woman, Genevieve said was true, and he had no reason to believe otherwise. He just had to make it to Lilith before that could happen.

Neither of them spoke aloud for hours as they flew, Aires commanding his forces mentally and Grace giving him the time he needed, occasionally probing at his mind to check in on him. She met with determined silence each time and a quiet fury that burned hotter the closer they got to Rebecca. A while later, they reached the overrun city that Lilith and Rebecca had been infecting and spotted a familiar blonde in the streets below sucking every drop of cum out of a man.

"Master!" she cried once her mouth popped free of the convulsing man's member, the once formidable prick rapidly shrinking into a cute clit. No one paid the feminized man any heed though, they were too busy with each other.

"Rebecca, you're alright?" Aires asked, looking up and down her gorgeously pale body for any hint of injury.

"I'm okay, I wasn't hurt. It was only Lilith, she got shot and then that Genevieve knocked her out while she was weak. I'm sorry, I've been trying to find them, but I don't know where they are. I tried, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'll take care of this. You're safe, that's what matters right now."

"Thank you."

"Grace, I want you to stay with Rebecca," Aires said, switching back to commanding now that he knew Rebecca was safe. "You two stay together and keep infecting the city, I'm going to go get Lilith back."

"By yourself?" Grace asked, worry sneaking into her voice. She didn't doubt her god, that much was obvious, but she couldn't keep herself from worrying, a trait Aires found adorable.

"By myself. I think it'll be for the best. Once I find Genevieve, it's probably best if there's no one else around. No one I care about at least."

"Makes me wish I could be there to watch that bitch get what's coming to her," Rebecca said, tongue flicking over her sharp incisors. "Grace, I know you want to too. You look all innocent, but I know you're the most perverted of us all."

"I-I'll do whatever Master says," the angelic girl stammered, suddenly nervous under the lecherous vampire's gaze, which only encouraged Rebecca more.

"Remember, the idea is to spread the virus to others, not fuck each other's brains out," Aires said dryly, starting to expand his consciousness through the area.

"Hmh, fine. But once that's done, you should be careful, little Grace. There's nothing more delicious than innocence." Grace nervously took a step toward Aires, keeping an eye on Rebecca to make sure she wouldn't try anything.

"Found them," the god said after a minute of silence, his searching mind almost missing the single irregularity in the throngs of the Infected. The source could only be the one bearing the foreign strain, Genevieve, and Lilith would be with her. "Stay nearby, I'll be back soon," Aires ordered, his massive wings spreading and lifting him off the ground to shoot him towards the foreign Infected.

He flew quickly and precisely toward Genevieve and Lilith, building as much speed as he could. As he got closer, he could see and sense that they were inside a building, some manner of hotel it seemed. Not that it mattered, he thought, adjusting course to aim for the floor they were on. He hardened his skin, strengthening it until it could deflect a knife as easily as a pebble. He built more speed, pumping his wings harder until he shot like a bullet directly at the building where he could feel Genevieve.

Tucking his wings and throwing his shoulder into it, Aires smashed into and through the exterior wall with a yell. It didn't hurt and left no damage, but he certainly felt the impact. Still, he kept going, using his superior reflexes to keep his feet under him as he barreled further into the building, smashing through every wall in his way as he penetrated deeper and deeper.

Finally, he broke through one last wall and skidded to a stop, rubble and dust falling off his shoulders. He immediately saw what he wanted: Lilith bound and **** and the pretty, black-haired woman that Aires knew to be Genevieve. She was staring at him with some mix of awe and horror, but Aires didn't care about what she felt. She had hurt who he cared about and threatened even more. She symbolized a threat he was beginning to understand and she would get no mercy from him.

"No, you can't be here. How can you be here? She said you wouldn't be, she said-"

"I am," Aires interrupted, his voice a deep, reverberating growl that seemed to shake the walls and spoke to Genevieve's body. He took a firm step forward and she felt her pussy gush, her legs trembling at his words. "Once again, you have tried to hurt me, hurt what is mine. You know what I did to the last one of you that crossed me." He could see in her eyes that she did. "You will not have the same mercy."

Genevieve's body sang, desire like she had never known rushing through her. She tried to back away, but the monster of a man in front of her matched her step for step. He was too much for her, too overpowering, too hot, too powerful, too indescribably masculine. Suddenly she understood why so many women flocked to him. She wanted to as well, feel him inside her, feel his thick, throbbing cock fill her up.

"Please, stop, please. You can't make me....I'm going to...I'll..."

"You'll what?" Aires' question demanded an answer.

"Cum," came the involuntary response an instant later.

"And what's so bad about that?" he whispered, his powerful, rippling body just inches from hers.

"My power...our power...if I cum, I'll...."

"So that's your trick: the longer you don't cum, the stronger you get. But if you do, you drop back down." Genevieve's body trembled in anticipation. She knew that now that this perfect man knew her secret, she wouldn't be getting out of this. His smell invaded her nose further, and the heady scent felt like it was tickling her brain and pussy at the same time. She shouldn't give in, she couldn't betray her Lady, she needed to hold on, but...

"Look at you, trembling like a virgin. Maybe you are, that'd be fun. But before I can have my fun, you have to do something for me. Forget your Lady, forget her mission. She wants to keep this from you: she can't have it, so she doesn't want you to either. But don't worry, I'm going to free you. I'm going to be your new master, your god. And there's only one thing you have to do." At this point, Aires positively loomed over her, his thick cock bobbing less than an inch from her slim belly. His voice trickled into her mind, but he still hadn't touched her. Through it all, he hadn't laid a finger on her. A finger that was now approaching her face.

"You just have to...cum." Aires' finger booped her on the nose, her eyes crossing to keep focus on it, and then staying that way as the first incredible wave of pleasure washed over her. She moaned at the intensity of it, her Lady's strength leaving her all at once, and she dropped to her knees, head spinning from having orgasmed from this man's intense presence alone.

"Now that that's done, let's see how long you can last," Aires said, gripping her upper arm with a single firm hand. Genevieve was about to ask what he meant when he threw her onto a nearby bed and kneeled behind her. With a single powerful stroke, his cock, even more massive and filling than she had thought, pierced her body, and she gurgled with climax. He immediately went to pounding her as hard as he wanted, relishing in the agonized moans that Genevieve was no longer conscious of enough to stop. Deep inside herself, she knew this was wrong, but the constant pleasure kept her from even attempting to fight back. Instead she kneeled there, her back arched from Aires' grip on her arms, tits jiggling, and ass bouncing with every damning thrust, her very being vibrating with the **** of his pounding and her ecstasy.

"How much of you is left in there?" Aires asked as he fucked her, unable to tell past the constant gasping moans. "Probably not much, though you are holding on remarkably well. Only my queen has been able to take this, I'm surprised you haven't just burst yet. Though there's still time. Go ahead, cum yourself to **** and melt into a puddle of jizz. I promise there's no better way to go. Though you seem like a fighter. I bet you'll last at least another minute. What do you think?"

"AHHhhhHHH GYAHHHHHH, uUuUGggGgGHhhhHHhH!!!" Genevieve screamed, her body, mind, and soul wanting nothing but sex with him. With each thrust, her existence narrowed further, each orgasm convincing her that this was her destiny and that she could never want or need anything other than her new god's cock rutting her. She must be nothing more than a set of holes for Him, or else he couldn't possibly have tamed and taken her so easily. Yes, that had to be it. And so there was no fault in her fulfilling her destiny to be used as a fuckdoll for the pinnacle of masculinity that was pounding her from behind.

Aires actually felt what was left of Genevieve's fighting spirit evaporate as her pussy clenched tighter and her nonsensical moans turned more enthusiastic. Unfortunately for her, all he needed was her broken, not to give her pleasure. So as soon as she went limp in his grip, he dropped her and pulled out with a wet *squish*.

"N...no....cum....." Genevieve moaned deliriously on the bed, trying to reach for Aires with arms that felt heavier than a hundred pound weight.

"No cumming for you. Useless, traitorous whore sluts don't get cum. But thanks for getting me warmed up. My little demoness is going to need a nice big load to recover from your rough treatment." Aires quickly freed a still **** Lilith from her restraints and held her above him as he lowered himself to the floor. 'Should probably give her a full dose. And to make it more potent...' Aires started to focus, pulling as many greedy, lustful, prideful, glutinous, wrathful, slothful, and envious thoughts to himself as he could and let his body change accordingly to the torrent of sin he was summoning. Handsome features stretched and elongated into a beastial snout with large twisting horns coming from his head. Skin toughened and turned a deep red and his cock thickened to immense size before he aligned himself and pushed the entire thing right in before starting to cum at the tightness.

Lilith woke up immediately with a yell, then a long moan, then orgasmic shuddering as the pleasure of cock and cum hit her fully. Her stomach immediately began to bloat, swelling with the volume of Aires' semen. She didn't bother trying to reciprocate, and not only because of the numb tingling in her limbs. She just focused on channeling the incredible power back into her body to heal, letting Aires continue to maul her body as he pleased.

For a few minutes, the wet squish of ejaculated semen and the moans of the two women were the only sounds to be heard, until Aires' orgasm finally stopped and Lilith's body shrank back down to its normal curvy hourglass shape.

"She didn't hurt you, did she?" Aires asked, his voice an incredibly deep rumble to accommodate his changed body, a tone that sent shivers through both Genevieve and Lilith.

"Not much. She started, but I kept passing out before she could get anywhere. She didn't get anything out of me, and I don't think anyone's getting anything out of her now anyways." The two demons looked over at Genevieve, who was drooling into the ruined sheets and looking at them with a pleading gaze. Her eyes caught Aires' and she came from his intense stare alone.

"I think you're right. Are you okay to go, or do you need another minute?" he asked, not wanting to hurry her if she needed the time. She didn't seem to; her **** to get up seemed to have more to do with the log of meat jammed up her ass than anything else.

"I'm fine, let's go," Lilith said, rising languidly from his lap, her ass having no trouble tightening up to keep any lingering drops of cum inside. They began walking towards the ragged hole in the building, Aires shifting back to his more normal form, when a pleading gasp and a thud stopped them.

"Please...take....with you..." Genevieve begged, having rolled off the bed in an attempt to follow them.

"Can I do what I want with her?" Lilith asked, eyeing the ruined woman with a malicious gaze that made her shudder with fear and desire.

"Whatever you want," Aires said, standing back to watch as the demoness swayed towards the other woman.

"Hi cunt, how are you? Bet you got all messed up by Aires there, didn't you? I wish I had been awake to see that, to watch you lose yourself to the pleasure. I can't imagine how intense it must have been. But do you know what's even better?" Lilith got closer to Genevieve, whispering right in her ear. "You're never going to feel it again. You'll never feel that perfect cock again. You didn't get his cum and you never will now. So you get to go and try to replicate that feeling forever. But I'll tell you a secret." Lilith's voice dropped even further. "You never will. Have fun~!" Lilith ran back to Aires and they left, leaving a wide-eyed and tortured Genevieve behind. Neither cared what happened to her.