Soul Debt:Paid in Full
by Megan Slayer
One of my favorite things on the Changeling Press email loop is Flash Fiction Fridays where a topic is selected and then a writer comes up with a story of 150 words or less. When Megan Slayer wrote her selection featuring Nicky everyone, including myself, wanted more. Thank goodness Megan listened to us because otherwise SOUL DEBT: PAID IN FULL would not be in my laptop and e-reader.
When the Devil comes to collect Nicky’s soul in exchange for a wish. Nicky’s wish was to find love, but when the Devil grants his wish Nicky finds that the person he has been looking for has been right in front of his eyes the whole time.
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I massaged my temples. Someone stood outside my apartment door thumping away. If it was the neighbors again, fucking in the hallways… I’d like to say I’d scream, but I’d probably stand there and watch. I mean, Adam and Alex are the two hottest men I can think of.
Part of me wanted to leave them alone. The other part dangling between my legs wanted to watch. Oh, what the hell.
I opened the door. “Holy Christ.”
“Not Christ. Not by a long shot.” The Devil stood at my door, arms folded and thick black hair waving in the breeze. I shivered and he inclined his head. Not a red-skinned half man, half beast like I’d envisioned. Nope. This Devil was handsome. A little taller than me, just like I liked, and filled out with muscle.
He crinkled his brow. “You know why I’m here. Turn around with your hands on the wall. Pay up.”
Alex and Adam swore the Devil would come for me. They said engaging in our threesomes was deliciously devious and sexy. How in the hell was I to complain or say no? Right. I didn’t. Every Friday I went to their apartment, and we did anything and everything to each other. Now the Devil wanted in? Sure. Wonder if Alex and Adam would want in?
“Excuse me.” The Devil tipped my chin, forcing me to look him in the eye. “You owe me. You don’t think I’d sit back and watch you fuck two of my best minions without getting in the middle, do you, Nicky?”
“No.” I didn’t. I knew he’d come calling… but wait. Alex and Adam were minions? That made more sense. They probably saw it as their calling to entice me. Oh, well. I liked being enticed.
“Turn around and give me what I want.” His voice wasn’t a roar, but I felt the insistence just the same.
I complied and stifled the grin. I knew damn well what he wanted — my ass, all for his pleasure. Worked for me. I wanted it as hard and fast as he’d give it. I popped the button on my pants, then flattened my hands on the hallway wall.
“We could go into my apartment,” I offered. I’m good at being bad, but sometimes bad can get you arrested. “Or won’t the neighbors see?”
“Let me worry about them.”
The next sound I heard was the tearing of denim. The shriek of fabric ripping split the air. Damn it. I liked those jeans, too. A whoosh of cool air caressed my bare ass. I spread my legs and wriggled my butt. My asshole puckered and my nerve endings tingled. Shit. I wanted this fuck more than I’d realized.
The Devil spread his hand over mine. His warm breath tickled my ear. He massaged my bare rump with his free hand. “You like dancing with the Devil?”
“Yeah.” I closed my eyes and gasped for air. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t breathe.
“What do you want for your trouble?” He speared one finger into my ass.
I grunted at the burn from his invasion and bore down on him. “Love.” I didn’t have to think, just feel.
“Is that all?” He stroked me from within, curling his finger and massaging my prostate.
I rode his finger and moaned. Earlier I had cared who might catch us. Now? The entire world could’ve been standing there, and I wouldn’t have noticed. My balls tingled. Maybe I did want the world to watch.
“More,” I panted.