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Being sent to be the Winchester’s little demon pet was embarrassing, however, Crowley had put you in this position for one specific reason, to keep them off his trail, and by god, you snickered, you were going to do your job! Besides you thought, you’ve been pretty bored in hell for the last couple of centuries, at least this way you get to have some fun! Which was how you found yourself picking the lock to their supposed ‘bunker’ it didn’t look like much to you. The lock was surprisingly easy to pick, surprisingly, as it was The Winchester’s place, it should have taken at least a few minutes to get in, even a demon of your calibre, it should have posed some difficulty. Maybe you’d tell them that after you look around for a bit.You made your way inside, checking the ceiling and moving the rugs as you went, inspecting the paintings in the upper hallway with distaste, they were of hunters after all. Eventually, you made your way down a set of stairs exiting into a winding corridor with several closed doors and a few open. Walking around the corridor you peeked into one room, seeing it was a bedroom you moved to the next closed door, but found that one locked so you left it alone. The next door was open, so you looked inside seeing a large kitchen you stepped inside.You began to rummage around the various cabinets when someone spoke behind you, “Who are you?” it was a male voice.You stopped what you were doing picking up an apple in your hand, “That depends on who’s asking” You replied, turning around, “Some call me-” You began but stopped when you saw what was in front of you. Dropping the apple to the floor “Oh, an angel” you murmured.“What are you” the angel spoke, his eyes squinting as he assessed you, his eyes almost widening comically at what he saw.“Hello Castiel” You spoke, sensing his aura working out his name from it and his status, he could hurt you but it would be nothing more than a scratch, you were safe.“You-” he began in almost disbelief, “You can’t be here?” He asked, stumbling over his words as he tried to speak in your presence.“Hey Cas what’s the hold up?” A gruff voice spoke from around the corner, he clearly wasn’t looking as he walked straight into Castiel’s back the two men stumbling into the kitchen.“Hey what- WHO ARE YOU” the second man stumbled before noticing you and shouting, “SAMMY!” he shouted toward the corridor.Quickly almost thundering footsteps rounded the corner and a third man was in your view.“Ah I'm so glad that the two of you are here!” you put your hands together holding them up next to your head as you pretended to swoon.You walked towards them ignoring all three glares as you sauntered up to Castiel, quickly walking around him as if to inspect him before humming and turning to Dean.“Don’t even think about it Pink Bitch” Dean spoke, regretting that he didn’t have his gun on him.“Dean I wouldn’t…” Castiel began at the same time as you.“Tsk tsk, that’s no way to speak to a friend” You replied.“A Friend?” All three men asked incredulously.“Who are you? Meg? Ruby?” Sam asked his eyes scanning over you as if he could recognise something and all his questions would be answered.“Nope and nope” you answered turning back to Castiel, “Want to tell them, or should I?” Once again playing with the collar of his long trench coat.“I” Castiel began, shrugging you off him, “What are you doing here?” He instead asked.“Oh, you know Crowley, thinks he can control me and now he wants me gone while he does his big takeover, but I doubt Daddy will let him get away with it for long,” You spoke shrugging before continuing, “He said hi by the way,” You told that last part staring straight at Sam before turning sharply at Dean to speak opening your mouth before a hand shout out to stop you.You raised an eyebrow at Castiel, instead of fighting him you opted to lick his palm, letting your cheeks open wide for maximum effect letting your saliva drool over his hand. You wriggled your eyebrows at him. He quickly pulled his hand back, wiping your soft pink saliva onto his coat.“What’s a girl got to do around here to get a tour” You commented moving on from Castiel to toy with Dean, ignoring the way Castiel growled.“Cas?” Dean asked, his eyebrows shooting up at the growl.“What is she?” Sam pressed, debating if he could run to the library to research and leave Dean and Castiel to contain you but something told him they were severely undermatched.“Come now we can all discuss this after I get a tour” you spoke addressing the trio with slight annoyance, watching as Castiel straightened p from the tone of your voice.You pushed past the two brothers, looping your arms through theirs and pulling them out of the kitchen, chuckling at the gasp they released from your strength. You pulled the pair through the winding corridor until you came across a large white door.“I wonder what’s in here” you commented, letting go of their arms to instead push the door open.“It’s the Infirmary” Sam commented behind you.“Thank you, Sammy,” you smiled back at him.“It’s Sam” Sam replied back.“Don’t call him that” Dean spoke at the same time as Sam had.“So hostile, you guys should be bowing at my feet” You commented as you explored the new room.You walked back to them, having found nothing of interest, “Let’s continue the tour, shall we?”Reluctantly Sam and Dean gave you a very brief tour of the upper level of the bunker, ending in the Library. Castiel had followed behind like a lost puppy, occasionally growling when you touched one of the brothers.“And this is the Library” Same tiredly spoke, his arms widespread as he showed the large space off.You walked to the large table in the middle, it was littered with scattered pieces of paper, open and closed books and a few take-out bags pushed to one side. With a wave of your hand, the rubbish flew to a bin, the papers neatly piled upon themselves, and the books flew to their spaces on the shelves. Dean and Sam took several steps back their fists raised for a fight.“You don’t look like a typical witch, what make a deal with a demon to look different or some shit?” Dean angrily spoke his voice gruff.“Dean” Castiel spoke, his voice strained. It seemed your saliva was working much faster than usual, maybe it was because you gave him such a high dosage.You ignored the shiver that wrecked through your body at his voice, opting to sit on the table and beckon them forward with your pretty pink finger.Dean watched as you sauntered around the bunker, your little black dress leaving little to his imagination. You had hot pink ski, he cringed at first at how you stood out like a sore thumb but gradually he grew to like it in the short time he spent around you. Your ears were pointed, the tips sticking out of your pink hair. It was like you had robbed a Barbie factory with how pink you were. The only thing that wasn’t pink was your eyes, they were black with small dark pink slits. Your eyebrows were a stark black, and if he looked closely, he could see a faint dusting of pink freckles, they covered the majority of your body from what he could tell, easily covering your cheeks and your odd nose, he thought it looked similar to a rabbit’s. He thought he caught a glimpse of a scar under your right eye. Dean watched as you waved your hand, he was weary of you the whole time, and this just confirmed his suspicions of you.Sam watched how you moved in the kitchen, your hips were swaying, the little black dress swishing ever so slightly, flashing your soft pink thighs. He noticed what looked like dried blood on your neck, almost stepping forward to gently clean you up before he came to his senses to question you. When he looked back your neck was clean, and no marks were present. When you grabbed his arm and Dean’s he stood stock still, prepared to catch your body when you fell back but instead, he went backwards, his body being easily dragged along with Dean’s as you easily pulled them around. He stood in surprise at the infirmary, watching as you inquisitively picked up things, turning them around as you looked and read what they were. Dropping things back where you found them, unlike Dean, you never left anything where you didn’t find it, in fact, you even put a few things away. And then when he saw your small trick in the library shocked him back to reality, you were dangerous.Castiel sensed you the second you stepped inside the bunker. He could tell, he could feel that someone something was inside the bunker now. He followed his instincts, his mouth almost watering at a delightful smell coming from where the bedrooms were. Finding them empty and the smell faded he followed the trail until he landed in the kitchen, stopping in the doorway when he saw you. For a fraction of a second, he saw you, not the version you showed to the world, he saw your soft pink feathery wings, your horns decorated in gold, the gem on your forehead, the way your tail curled around your hip, he thought it looked so soft. He could see the blood-stained cut that wrapped around your neck, the dark red leaked and oozed from the cut, he could see the healed cut over your cheek, the scar slightly raised marring what would have been perfect skin otherwise. His heart thumped loudly in his chest, he was sure you could hear it, your ears twitching in his direction confirmed his suspicions. Castiel watched as you played with him and the Winchesters, never outright answering them until you did, spilling secrets that you weren’t supposed to, his hand shooting out to stop you before he could think. The second his skin touched yours he almost came in his pants, his body tingled with small sparks, and then you licked him. Your face splitting open to let your saliva drip onto him. His mind ran wild with thoughts and emotions he never felt before, ‘He knew you’, something inside him screamed at him that you were his and he was yours. Watching you handle and speak to the Winchesters almost had him feral, inches away from killing them to stop you from acknowledging them over him.You snapped your fingers, growing tired as the Winchesters stared at you with apprehension and weary while Castiel stared at you like he wanted to eat you alive. Using your magic, you pulled them to the table in a cloud of pink dust. With another wave of your hand, books began to fly out of their shelves and to the floor, a gust blowing through their pages before returning them to their rightful home on the shelf. You did this to several books, growing frustrated as each book returned to the shelf.“Do you really not have anything on me?!” You whispered under your breath, returning to your search, your tongue slipping past sharp teeth to poke out the corner of your mouth.“Finally!” you exclaimed, causing the two humans to jump from where they sat, you summoned an old, tattered and almost falling apart book to the table. “Here Sammy, mind reading this for the class?” You asked, sliding the book to him.Sam cleared his throat, his eyes squinting to glare at you, “Succubus” he began before flicking his eyes to you, all three men gulped, “Succubus, born from The First, are sexual demons who-”“Is this necessary Pink Bitch?” Dean shot, interrupting Sam.“Hold your tongue Boy” you snapped at him. You saw the way Castiel’s nostrils flared in anger, his eyes flickering between you and Dean.“C’mon Pretty Boy, you can tell them who I am” You spoke to Castiel, sending the book back to where it belonged, crawling across the table to where Castiel sat to sit in front of him.“When Lucifer was cast out and he created Lilith, the pair created several children, of whom were called The First of each species, including the succubus and later incubus” he began.“Well, actually it was Lucifer, Lilith, and Samael who created me,” You added.“Succubus are demons who rely on the sexual life forces of men, typically assaulting and draining their victims in the night” Castiel explained, “The First however unlike her siblings and children did not need to rely solely on the sexual energy of men. While there is no written record of The First there are stories passed through time, however, each with their own name and description” Castiel started to flounder, not much was known about The First’s.“Let me fill in the blanks, to answer that burning question,” You stuck your hand out, “Hi I’m The First.” You made a quick heart shape with your hands, letting your illusion fade to show your horns, wings and tail off. “But you can also call me, Esther, Delilah, Anna, Ana, Elisheba, Yael, Rebekah, Zipporah, or Kobzi, Neithhotep and yes Neithhotep did steal my name! Or you can just call me Y/N, it’s time for a new name don’t you think boys?”“The Culebra” Sam whispered, going to grab the book on the table before receiving a sharp smack across his cheek.“What the fuck!” Dean yelled, jumping to his feet quickly.“Sit down” You commanded, forcefully pushing him down again. “Dear ol’ Sammy called me a Snake and that was many moons ago, I’ve changed my ways now,” you said with a definitive nod of your head.“Anyways, like I said Crowley sent me to keep an eye on you two,” You pointed at Dean and Sam, “Told me I should do whatever you say, I think he just wants me out of the way really, but it’s sooooo boring down there” You dragged the word ‘so’ out pouting once you finished.“You broke into the bunker, how did you do that?” Dean asked.“Oh that was easy!” You explained what you did.“That’s, that’s not possible” Sam commented.“Well it is, I did it” You replied back.“Show us” Dean all but demanded standing and grabbing your arm yanking you off the table.Castiel growled, lurching for your other arm and pulling you out of Dean’s grip. You looked up at his face, his eyes were almost pitched black like yours, maybe you shouldn’t have used so much saliva on him.“Hey,” You spoke softly, gently placing your hand on his, lifting his fingers off of you with ease, instead opting to hold his hand you walked out of the library back to the entrance you had used to show them.“And Tada!” You exclaimed opening the door again easily.“H-how” Dean whispered in shock.You shrugged your shoulders, showing the opened door to them before walking back in, closely followed by Castiel. Once you were close to the bedrooms, a hand grabbed your arm, pulling you through a previously locked door.“Oh?” you gasped, looking up at Castiel with hooded eyes.“What have you done to me” he growled his voice heavy, sweat lined his forehead, and as he pressed his body closer to yours you could feel the hard tent of his cock pressing into you.“I licked you” you whispered back, your body automatically grinding into his, even though you didn’t need to rely on sexual energy to survive it was still a large part of your diet and almost monthly habits.Castiel opened his mouth before deciding instead to let his actions speak from him instead, pressing his mouth into yours in a messy kiss, his lips were too open and there was too much tongue but somehow it was perfect. His body easily slotted against yours, pressing you into the wall by the door, uncaring it that it was still wide open, and anyone could see if they walked past. His hands easily found your hips, his fingers pressing their mark into your soft and pliable skin, bunching the fabric in his hands. Without speaking he moved, standing firm in front of you, a tap on your thigh telling you to jump, and jump you did, easily being caught by his large hands, your legs wrapping around his hips, pulling him in closer. His hard cock slipping between your wet pussy lips, the rough fabric of his trousers scratching over your clit, sending small shivers through your whole body. He moved to your neck, biting and sucking over your pink skin, humming as it turned red in his wake, he licked a broad stripe over your skin, he pressed chaste kisses to the freckles that decorated your body humming with every kiss.Your hips rocked into him, grinding your bare pussy over his clothed cock, his fingers snapped and the two of you were naked, his cock head caught on the edge of your hole, pressing in before he rolled back. His hands explored your body with a mind of their own. When his hand found the underside of your breast he gasped, moaning against your skin as he groped the pink flesh. Your breast fit perfectly into his palm, your nipple poking out between his fingers as he squeezed. His fingers played over your nipple, circling it and pulling it. tugging and twisting your nipple, repeating the action to your other nipple.His breath fanned over your shoulder, his breathing ragged. His hips pressing into your more forcefully, his cock easily lubed up by your wetness, was slipping over your pussy rubbing over your clit on every thrust of his hips never once missing it. Your hips twitched in his hold, you were so close to cumming, your nails dug into his shoulder as you threw your head against the wall, letting you gasps and moans flow out freely, all of which egged him on further.“Please please please” he begged into your shoulder, what he was begging for he had no clue.You reached out to hold his cheek, almost lovingly, pulling him in for a kiss controlling the speed and forcing him to slow as you slipped your tongue into his mouth, exploring him while you rocked your hips over him at the same pace. Letting him feel each inch of your wet pussy over his hard cock. You nodded into the kiss, pulling him closer with your legs, letting your hips rock over his cock. Your left hand travelled down his chest stopping by his nipple to pull on it. Castiel came with a silent cry into your mouth, his eyes closed tightly in bliss his hips stuttered before coming to a full stop. A warmth flooded over your pussy, you quickly followed him over the edge, squirting over his cock, letting your mixed spend dribble down to his cock and fall to the concrete floor.“Good thing you don’t have any carpets” you chuckled.“I don’t understand?” Castiel asked tilting his head like a lost puppy.“Of course, you don’t” You mumbled, pushing at his shoulder to let you go. Only he pushed you tighter to the wall, “You need to put me down big guy, unless you think you can handle the whole thing?” You teased at him, pressing a kiss to his Adam’s Apple.Castiel eagerly nodded, mumbling how he wasn’t going to put you down, and something about ‘never letting go’? He stepped back his hands flying to your ass to hold and support you before walking backwards to the bed. Falling down once the back of his legs touched the mattress.“Did you really just walk and not fly me to the bed?” You teased him as you settled into his lap. He baulked, before you reassured him with a kiss, “Know what you’re doing Angel?” You asked.“Yes, Dean has shown me how to please a woman” Castiel awkwardly spoke, hanging his head as if he was ashamed.“So, you know what you need to do to prep me?” You spoke, sitting up straight, pushing on his shoulder until he fell back and leaning over him.He nodded, his eyes staring into yours with an emotion you couldn’t determine. He grabbed your hips, easily flipping your bodies so that he was on top. He hooked your legs over his shoulder settling on his stomach with your bare pussy in front of his face. He experimentally blew over you, his lips twitching at your shiver. His hands quickly looped around your thighs, pulling you down to his face, until his nose was smashed into your clit. His head shook from side to side, stimulating your clit as he pressed his tongue over your hole, eagerly circling it before hesitantly pushing it inside you, the deeper his tongue went the more eager he became, lapping up everything he could.“Cas more please” Your voice sounded melodic to him, urging him to give you everything you asked.Castiel pressed harder, ignoring his own aching cock as he tried to give you everything you asked of him. His tongue fucked in and out of your hole, his fingers leaving bruises from where they held your legs still. He pulled back to press a kiss to your clit when someone cleared their throat from his doorway. Within seconds Castiel was up, his hand latched onto the intruder’s throat.“Who dares” Castiel began, his voice shaking the room before shaking his head, clearing his thoughts.“As much as I love ya buddy I do not need to see you naked,” Dean coughed, rubbing at his throat.Sam looked cautiously at the pair before his eyes found yours, his throat went dry as he stared at what he thought was heaven, the way your thighs glistened with slick, they shook with a barely there tremor, your chest heaving, and your wings were out splayed for everyone to see. Without thinking he stepped forward before he was being slammed back into the wall like Dean had been mere seconds ago. You threw your head back into the mattress, annoyed at how your orgasm had been taken away from you, leaving you wanting on the edge. Dean began whispering to Castiel, clearly trying and hoping you couldn’t hear him, not realising you heard him loud and clear. Your turned feigning ignorance to their conversation instead, letting your hands wander over your body, cupping your breast as you played with your pussy, your fingers slipping over your clit and into your hole with practised ease.Getting caught up with your own actions you drowned out their voices, missing what was said about you. You circled your clit happily before your arm was yanked away from your body, your eyes snapping open dark hazel, Sam. You tried to pull away when a voice spoke from your side.“I wouldn’t do that” Turning you saw it was Dean who spoke, his once bright eyes almost hidden by a ring of lust, Castiel stood behind him, his trench coat slung haphazardly back on, his own blue eyes similarly affected, cloudy with lust. Dean stepped closer to the bed, his knees pressing into the mattress, “Answer our questions and maybe we won’t kill you” Dean spoke, his eyes rapidly tracing over your exposed body.“Dean, Dean, Dean” you tsked at him, easily pulling your arm free from Sam’s grasp, trailing a finger over his torso as you spoke, “You couldn’t even kill me if you tried, besides I’m here to help you” you whispered huskily at him, now kneeling and pressing your body flat against his.Castiel’s eyes darkened, this time in anger rather than lust, you could see the mental fight the angel had from tearing you away from Dean. Thankfully the decision was taken from him when Sam pulled you back.“Answer our questions and maybe we’ll let you cum” Sam’s voice was gruff as he spoke, leaning over the bed so much that he was almost halfway on top of you.You smirked up at him before flicking your eyes to Dean, licking your lips in exaggeration before finally looking into Castiel’s eyes wiggling your eyebrows and blowing him a kiss. “Bring it on boys” You commented, relaxing into the bed.The Winchester moved fast, pulling handcuffs from seemingly nowhere while Castiel only watched on, shucking his coat off to be naked once again, his cock hard and twitching as he watched the two brothers manhandle you. Dean grabbed your arms yanking them roughly above your head clicking the handcuffs over your wrists, forcing you to cross your arms in an X as he secured your arms to the headboard. Sam tugged on your legs, pulling your legs spread open, tying them down the legs of the bed with what seemed to be enchanted rope, judging by the markings over it. You weren’t going to tell them that those toys would do nothing to you.Once the Winchester brothers were sure they had you tied down Sam climbed your torso, having stripped down while securing you his long hard cock smacked eagerly into your cheek, resting on your chin as he knelt above you. With each deep breath out, your nipples brushed against his sculpted ass cheeks. Sam held his cock, fisting it in front of your face, teasingly rubbing his tip faintly over your lips, your tongue stuck out to meet him letting him rub his tip over the flat of your tongue. Inching forwards he slowly pushed his cock into your wanting and waiting mouth, letting your long tongue wrap around his shaft. You sucked his cock as if trying to pull him deeper into your mouth, Sam happily pushed more of him inside gradually filling your mouth and then throat until his hips were flush with your nose, his pubes tickling you.You were so focused you had missed what Dean was doing, settling in between your spread legs on his stomach his face was dangerously close to your pussy, you flinched when he breathed over you, the slightly chilled air from his breath fanning over your flushed skin. His finger swiped over your pussy, collecting your wetness and smearing it over you. Your hips tried to buck, your body torn from staying still and hoping they give you what you wanted or demanding and trying to take it. Castiel came up close behind Dean, watching as Dean’s fingers explored your pussy, he watched as Dean trailed his fingers lower, past your hole until he reached your other hole, using your own wetness as lube to push a finger in and out slowly. Sinking his finger into the first knuckle wiggling the tip around inside your hole, he worked his finger in and out of you until he pushed a second, sinking the two fingers deep into your asshole.Suddenly as if planned, which thinking back on it, it probably was, Sam pulled out holding his cock he smacked your cheek with it as if to wake you from your daze while Dean wrenched his fingers out of your hole, leaving you empty and wanting, cleaning around nothing. Your tongue desperately tried to follow Sam’s cock, but he moved further back before climbing off of you to stand again. Dean crawled up your body, his naked chest dragging over you, his nipples rubbing over yours as he looked down at you a smirk toying over his lips. His cock rested over your mound, you could feel how hot he was, feel his shaft throb over you, just mere inches away from your hole.“Who really sent you?” Sam asked, pulling Dean back by his shoulder until the older Winchester knelt above you his cock standing proudly.“Told ya, Crowley sent me” You breathily spoke, almost whispering.Your face shot to the side; your cheek stung glowing a dark red from the force Dean used to smack you. Castiel jerked forwards rushing to kneel next to the bed his hand coming to rest by your head.“Don’t lie” Dean growled out, shaking his hand to relieve the sting on his palm.You bit back a smart comment, sensing this wasn’t the time, “Why would I lie? If I wanted to kill you I would have already, I'm clearly here to help” you spoke, before mumbling the next part “Or I’m after something else” you couldn’t help but chuckle at their faces, “Jesus, calm down I’m not here to hurt you” You sighed dramatically.“Alright, so Crowley sent you” Sam relented, while you nodded at him, “Why would he send you? What objective could he have? What could he gain from this?” Sam began to ramble, almost starting to pace before Dean cleared his throat.“Well, what could he gain?” Dean asked looking down at you.Almost as if to spite him you closed your mouth, winking up at him before resting your head comfortably on the pillow. Dean growled, crawling back down your body so that he knelt between your legs, he pulled you down onto his lap, forcing your arms to stretch at the tight pull. Your thighs now rested over his, his cock wedged firmly between your pussy lips.“New rule” Dean announced, “For every question you answer ill jerk your hips over me, for every answer we like I’ll rub over your cute little clit, how’s that sound princess” Dean negotiated with you, spitting out Princess harshly as if to mock your attitude.You thought about it, before nodding at him. Deciding to answer Sam’s first question. “I already told you why he sent me, keep up Sammy” You commented, gasping when Dean harshly pinched your clit, before lightly smacking over the top of your pussy, his fingertips hitting over the hood of your clit one each smack, uncaring of how your body twitched against him.“Wrong answer Princess” Dean spoke. His fingers pinched over your clit again.You grumbled a bit, “He-he” You grimaced as you stuttered, taking in a deep breath before continuing, “Wants me out of Hell while he revamps the space, sees me as competition for the throne, as he should” You spoke.“Cocky” Dean commented back at you.“Someone’s cocky” Sam spoke at the same time as Dean had, the pair grinning at each other.“Next question, what could he gain?” Dean took over the interrogation.“Like I said, the less competition, not as many who know who the real king of hell is” You shrugged, “I dunno I didn’t bother asking him. Do you know how much work I had to do down there?” You began to whine and complain, listing off several jobs you had to do. “Like I have to document all succubus goings, all of their activity! And then I need to do weekly meetings with my brother and update his spreadsheet so all our data is in one spot, like why can’t he just do it all if he cares that much” You rambled, while the three men looked at each other in confusion and surprise at your outburst, you ignored them to continue complaining and whining. “And then I have to deal with the lower class, ugh, do you know how annoying they can be? Always asking for a way out and to earth” You continued until Dean slapped his hand over your mouth. In retaliation you licked his palm, chuckling when he pulled back in disgust.“Gross! Why would you do that, what are you five?” Dean spoke, whipping his hand off onto the bed.“We asked you to answer our questions not give us a sob story about how hard your little demon life is” Sam commented, pinching his nose. “This isn’t going anywhere, I think we need more motivation” Sam smirked, looking at Dean and Castiel.Dean nodded back climbing off of you and moved to untie your legs from the bed, tying the rope over your calf to your thigh in a sloppy attempt of shibari. Castiel ran his hand over the ropes, his fingers brushing over your skin in the gaps while Dean repeated his actions on your other thigh. At the same time, Sam uncuffed your wrists from the headboard, uncrossing your arms before re-handcuffing them to you. Sam held your upper body up, lifting you off the bed and into his arms, and Dean slotted in front of you, Castiel sat on the bed, his head tilted as he watched the two Winchesters manhandle you.Dean manhandled you, pushing his cock against your hole before he was yanked back suddenly, Castiel pulled you away from Sam’s grasp dropping your immobile form on the bed, his eyes watching as your body bounced from his forceful drop.“No” Castiel growled to Dean. Castiel cleared his throat, “She’s telling the truth I sense no lies from her” now speaking calmly again, his voice hoarse from his earlier outburst.It was silent for a moment, all three men watching the other, Dean’s shoulders were tense his chest heaved while Sam cautiously watched Castiel and yourself. Castiel stood almost protectively in front of the bed his larger body blocking your frame from Dean’s view, but only partially blocking you from Sam’s.Castiel opened his mouth to speak again before Dean pushed past him, Sam rushed to hold Castiel back while Dean rushed at you grabbing your forearm and pulling you up, spitting in your face as he spoke, “What is happening to me?” his voice was cold, sending shivers down your back.“Is this a bad time to mention my spit is an aphrodisiac?” You teasingly poked your tongue out, licking up his chin over his lips and nose before he could pull away dropping you back down onto the bed.Dean’s eyes clouded with lust as he was once again pulled back away from you by Castiel. Castiel picked you up almost gently, holding you like you would break and shatter any second. He turned with you in his hold, eyeing the two Winchester brothers before he spoke.“Her pussy is mine” Castiel spoke, his voice heavy and commanding.Both Dean and Sam nodded, stepping close together behind you, their hands exploring your skin. Castiel pulled you impossibly closer, mouthing over your neck as he held you teasingly above his cock, rubbing your dripping slit over his tip teasingly. Slowly he lowered your body more until his tip notched against your hole, letting your body slide down and sheath his cock inside your hole. Your walls massaged his length, your body spasmed as it grew used to Castiel’s cock inside you. Before you could relax you felt something, one of the Winchester’s cockheads was pressing against your asshole, followed quickly by a second. The two cocks at your behind kissed, their precum slipping down their tips as they simultaneously pressed into your other hole. Their cocks pushed their way inside, forcing your walls to stretch and accommodate them, with all three thick cocks stuffed within your holes creating a prominent stomach bulge, all three men groaned as your walls clenched around their cocks.Slowly without any rhythm, Castiel lifted you up, pulling you off of all three cocks, almost instinctively all three men bucked their hips up into you from the slightest movement. Slowly the men found a rhythm, Castiel would fuck into you while Dean and Sam would pull out, making sure at least one hole was always full.After a few minutes, Castiel looked at the two Winchester brothers, opening his mouth to speak, “Are you close?” He asked, to which both men shook their heads, seemingly the right answer as Castiel pulled you off their cocks.He repositioned you, slipping his own cock in halfway, grabbing Dean’s cock and fisting his shaft he lined Dean up with your hole. Once his cock and Dean’s cock were inside, he grabbed Sam’s pushing and squishing his fat tip into your stretched hole. All three men held still, their cocks pressing into each other and against your gummy and ribbed walls. Instead of lifting you up and down Castiel manhandled your hips, grinding you down over them, your clit catching against his pubes. After a while Castiel once again stopped the Winchester boys, yanking your body off of them and shoving his cock back inside you, rubbing furiously over your clit quickly throwing you over the cliff as he spilt inside you.“Finish them off” Castiel whispered in your ear, dropping you on the bed and removing your bonds with a snap of his fingers.You crawled forward, a pink mist pulled the two Winchester brothers to you at the end of the bed, their cocks angry red and shiny. You blew gently over their tips smirking as they shuddered their hips bucking forward, brushing into your cheeks and smearing their precum over your face. Dean and Sam pushed their cocks into your mouth at the same time, as one fucked into your mouth the other pulled out. Castiel knelt behind you pressing his cock back into your pussy, pushing you deeper down Dean and Sam’s cocks only getting halfway down their shafts. Your tongue slipped out and wrapped between and around their shafts stimulating what wasn’t down your throat. Castiel’s rough thrusts forced you further against Dean and Sam’s cock, choking down their lengths as they came down your throat, eagerly swallowing their cum. Castiel quickly came again this time pulling out to cum over your back.“Leave” Castiel spoke, pulling you back against his chest, his trench coat appearing and covering your front. He didn’t wait for their response, sending them back to their own rooms with a snap of his fingers.Castiel turned to you, “Show me your wings again, show me you” He spoke gently his hands softly running up your arms and down your sides. “Show me yourself my mate” he carried on at your hesitance.Taking it one step further he revealed his own true form to you, unlike other demons and humans his true form would do no damage to you, even if you weren’t his mate. You blinked up at him, letting your disguise fall, your horns shimmering into existence, the golden chains askew. Your tail appeared, curling around his arm. And then your wings became visible, a few feathers fluttering to the bed covered in his cum.“Ya know, I should punish you for dirtying my wings” You teased him giggling as he chuckled. “How do you know about mates?” You cautiously asked, looking anywhere but at him.“I could feel it” He replied, “Couldn’t you?”“I did” You mumbled back, yelping when he pulled you into his lap.“Good” He pressed a kiss against your lips before standing up and laying you down on your stomach.He sat next to you, his fingers cording through your wings, preening them and cleaning his cum off of you. His fingers pulled and pinched your feathers and over your wing bone, massaging the area where your wings connected to your back, pulling a soft orgasm from you with his actions.“Did you just?” He asked with wonder.At your nod he moved you so you knelt on your hands and knees in front of him, his hard cock resting over the cleft of your ass, the tip resting against the base of your tail. His left hand grabbed your tail while his right guided his cock back into its rightful home, inside your pussy. his hand pulled on your tail, forcibly pulling you back into him. Your hands dropped unable to support your body as pleasure racked through you. He let go of your tail, resulting in a pathetic whimper from you. Instead, his hand smacked down over your ass repeatedly.“Count them, or you won’t get to cum Mate” he spoke, smacking each ass cheek in quick succession.You counted them, stuttering and gasping as his cock rearranged your insides. You moaned and babbled as he whispered into your ear about how you were his. He stopped spanking your ass in favour of holding onto your horns and jackhammering his cock into you. Using your horns as handlebars as he fucked orgasm after orgasm out of you, dislodging the intricate jewellery that you wore. Finally, he came inside your pussy once more, slowing down his thrusts until he came to a stop, plugging your hole with his cock. As he pulled out a glob of cum followed, dropping onto the bedsheets.You turned to lay on your back, your chest heaving “That was amazing” you breathed, unused to being fucked like this.Castiel nodded, laying down next to you and pulling you into his side. He snapped his fingers, cleaning up the mess, you and himself. Your head rested on his chest and he ran his fingers through your hair, brushing over your horns gently.“So, what now?” You asked.“I don’t know” He replied, “But you aren’t leaving me” he concluded.