Hell Yes!

The Aunt, still in a daze from the events, lifts her dress, revealing her dripping snatch. To Angelina’s surprise, it was shaved bare and it had a tattoo around it; a ward of protection against Incubi.

“Oh fuck,” Angelina whispered. She looked up at the ceiling of the carriage for the first time and saw that it had been embroidered with a demon-trapping symbol, the Hand of God. She’d been trapped by Hunters, and she hadn’t even been back on Earth for 15 minutes.

“That’s right, little Succubitch, you’re going straight back to Hell,” the nephew said, laughing.

Angelina felt her cunt run dry and the excitement of the situation left her completely. She could still taste the desire in both mortals and it was as palpable to her as any dish they could imagine. She could smell the pheromones pouring from both of them, but under the circumstances, her imminent demise had more sway over her than her need to feed, and she knew there was no way she was getting away from the symbol of power above her.

A twinkle danced through her eyes and she slid up to the Aunt, pushing her down on her nephew’s still rampant cock. They both moaned loudly and Angelina responded by flicking the Aunt’s clit as fast as her finger would go. The sound of the woman’s slit being skillfully manipulated filled the carriage, mixing with the rising moans of the woman. Angelina bent down and kissed the nephew deeply, her tongue drawing his into her mouth and she let hers wrestle with his for the moment.

“Fair enough. You go right on ahead and send me back….but can we at least play first? It’s not like that Hand of God doesn’t protect you from anything I can do,” Angelina said demurely. Her hand went to the base of his shaft and stroked up ward, her fingers rubbing his bouncing balls as her hand moved. “Well, anything except this,” she said as he started to moan. “So how about it? Want to pop a demon’s cherry before you send her packing?” Angelina asked as she stroked faster, her thumb sliding along his shaft into his Aunt’s convulsing cunt.