Before Logan could even process the information or make a snide comment, he reached out with his green flame and tossed a large dresser at the antagonist. Rafe followed up with a couple of baseball-sized blasts, and Abina hurled a few glowing yellow spears. Franklin blasted the deadly piece of furniture with red Magicfire into smaller chunks of wood and splinters. Without missing a beat, he cast an emerald spell over the chunks, twisted his body, and then used them as makeshift shields. Abina’s spears and Rafe’s fireballs lit up the remnants of the dresser, but Franklin was unscathed.“Abina!” Logan ordered. “Get that woman out of here and see what she knows. Then make her forget all of it.” “Got it!” the curvy elvea called out. Then she backflipped into the air and then flew toward the frozen woman. Kelda released her spell on the naked blonde, and then Abina picked her up in her arms and darted out of the room.While that was happening, Logan didn’t waste a second to toss a ra
“This is a foolish idea, Logan,” Raphael warned as he walked around the hotel room gathering up our stuff. “Seeking out the Porta ad Inferos will lead you to nothing but pain and suffering.” “We have to get ahead of Ira,” Logan retorted angrily. “She’s going to find out about her little boy toy’s death soon, and then she’s gonna come looking for us. I’ve already told Jane and Oliver to head out this way and meet us by the property.”“Alright,” the Archangel continued, “say they get there before her. Then what? The pit cannot be closed. Will they just wait for her with their army of cultists at their side?”“Maybe.” Logan shrugged and tossed some of his clothes into his duffel bag. “If that’s what it takes to stop Azar from being reborn, then I’m ready to go to war.” “There hasn’t been a legitimate battle between the forces of good and evil in centuries,” Raphael pleaded. “Even our little scuffle with Azar and his minions was just that, a scuffle. I can assure you that Ira w
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Logan said as he wrapped his arm around the fit blonde and then stuck out his hands for the other two. “Darlings?”Beth and Kelda took his hand and instantly began to pull him toward the bedroom suite. They made their way into the bathroom, and the elves didn’t waste another single second before they got undressed.Beth tugged off her shirt in a single pull, exposing her petite breasts and small red nipples. The redhead twirled her hair playfully as she removed her shorts and tossed them seductively onto the bench on the other side of the bathroom.Logan tried to admire the delicate, fiery flower between Beth’s legs, but his vision was quickly obscured by the fabric of his own shirt as it was pulled over his head. “We’ve had such a long day,” Beth cooed. “We’re all hot and sweaty and dirty, so I’m going to prepare the shower. In the meantime, you girls get him going.”“Right away, Sister Beth,” Kelda giggled, and then Logan felt her hand
Both Logan and the redhead let out groans as he entered her pussy, and then he slowly began pumping in and out of her while the other two elves watched."Don’t think you're gonna sit back and do nothing," Kelda brandished the shower head playfully.As Logan was gliding in and out of the redhead's wet pussy, the blonde elves walked over and slid the massager back down between Beth's legs.Beth's moans grew louder instantly.Abina followed Kelda over, turned to face her friend's torso, and then slowly began to tease her nipples one at a time with her mouth.The madame's groans of pleasure were getting more intense by the second. A minute or two later, she threw out her arm to brace herself against the wall and repeatedly orgasmed on Logan's cock."Next?" she giggled as she slid off and stumbled forward."It's my turn!" Kelda shot Abina a look as she strutted past. "You two have already had your fun." For whatever reason, the way the fit blonde spoke her words got Logan
"He can almost promise you that I'm not," Logan laughed. "If anything, I probably haven't even gone to bed yet."Logan walked through the den of the suite and knocked a couple of times on Rafe's door."Yo, Rafester," Logan called through the large white piece of colonial wood. "It's time to head out. Are you awake?""Bro…" Logan heard a groggy groan from the other side. "It's two in the morning. Being up this early should be illegal.""Another thing to add to your platform," Logan noted playfully. "I know for a fact you'd have Kelda's vote. Now come on, we need to get going.""Give me like, two seconds, bro," Rafe groaned.Logan stepped away from the door and headed back to join the elves."Do they have a plan when they get to the Porta ad Inferos?" Beth asked. "Certainly they're not just going to 'wing it,' right?""It all depends on what the situation is when they arrive," Logan explained. "Ideally, they set a few traps or try to create a defensive perimeter around the Gateway.
“Wha--” Logan asked as he turned back to Rafe and then had to stifle a laugh.There, in his passenger seat, was the Prince of Darkness himself.“Hey there, mate,” Rafe mumbled incoherently. “Out here for a little drive here in the nation’s capital. I’ve got the mad munchies if ya get mah drift.”The man was grinning ear-to-ear as he passed their coffees through the window. “I’m a huge Sabbath fan, you know,” he said giddily.“Always ah pleasure to meet a fan,” “Ozzy” mumbled happily and then made devil horns with his hands. “Hail Satan!”“Hail Satan!” the guy reiterated and passed their two boxes of donuts through the window. “I slipped a few extra ones in there for you, Wizard of Ozz.”“Thankya, mate.” Logan could tell that Rafe was trying his hardest not to break. “You have a cursed day.”“You too, Mr. Osborne!” The man sounded like he was still in shock as they pulled away.The second they were out of sight, Rafe returned to his goblinish form and began pounding the seat
Logan and his companions journeyed through the dense, foggy forest for a few minutes until they stumbled upon a farmhouse nestled at the foot of a large hill. The house appeared quite spacious with two stories and a wide base, although its age was evident in the peeling red vinyl siding and patches of duct tape reflecting their headlights, evidence of numerous home window repairs. The roof seemed to sag in the center, and even the beamed porch at the front appeared on the verge of collapsing at the slightest touch. A faint light emanated from one of the second-floor windows, but no signs of activity were visible inside. With the time now at four-thirty in the morning, Logan speculated that the light was merely a remnant from the previous night, forgotten to be switched off. Logan turned off the lights and the vehicle's engine, rousing Rafe from his slumber. Together, the group stealthily disembarked from the car. In a hushed tone, Abina questioned their next move, expressing th
For a moment, Logan thought that this whole setup had been some elaborate scheme by Ira to taunt them. The look on the elves’ face when they walked in, however, told a different tale. For the first time, Ira looked surprised.“Your friends are here, Miss Franklin,” the old man exclaimed as he made his way to the tiny circular dining table.“Oh, these aren’t the people I was expecting,” the elves said as her eyes narrowed. “We were waiting for my husband and his secretary.”Logan slid down directly across from Ira and locked eyes with the demon.“Your husband and his secretary aren’t coming,” he hinted not-so-subtly. “They’re a little tied up at the moment.”“Is that so?” Ira hissed.“Yeah, so he sent us instead,” Logan continued the lie. “Of course, being the peons we are, he didn’t really fill us in on the nitty-gritty details before we left.” “That’s a shame,” Ira grumbled. “This is a fairly sensitive meeting about a very sensitive matter. It’s not like my husband to leave h