CHAPTER 447: CAN I TOUCH YOU?*

Malachi placed the kitten on top of his bed.

She yawned cutely and curled up on the pillow as if it were her rightful place.

"As long as you’re comfortable..."

Malachi moved to the bathroom after making sure the kitten wouldn’t fall off the bed.

Once inside, he didn’t bother turning on the lights and went straight to the shower.

He turned the water on the hottest setting before telling his clothes to disrobe.

His first attempt to step into the shower resulted in him bumping his wings into the wall.

"Oh, yeah, this won’t be annoying at all..." he grumbled.

Mal looked toward the westernmost wall, where a small panel was embedded.

"Computer, expand the space of the shower by fifteen..." Malachi paused and analyzed his unnecessarily large wings. "...Make that thirty percent."

There was a trilling noise, and suddenly the ground underneath Malachi shifted slightly.

In a couple of seconds, the entryway into the shower was expanded considerably, as well as the inside.

With his new body better accommodated, Malachi entered the shower and closed the glass door behind him.

As soon as he entered, the water pouring from the showerhead began to float unnaturally.

Malachi had been trying to suck his aura in ever since he woke up on the ship.

Maybe he just had too much on his mind for it to work.

Being tricked by Lucifer himself, the loss of Serosh and his siblings, and even the realization that he may not have been as good a family member as he thought he was.

It had been a hard, eye-opening day. But Malachi didn’t feel like complaining about it. He didn’t feel like telling the others either, even though he knew he had to.

Sometimes, it’s all a person can do to keep moving and doing what they have to do. Because if they stop to think about their situation, a deep-seated anger could overthrow progress.

Malachi didn’t think that he should be angry right now for any reason at all.

"I’m coming in, hide your jibblets!"

Anna threw open the bathroom door abruptly and strode inside.

She took one look at Malachi with a sour gaze.

"Are you serious? I was kidding."

Anna walked toward a round ottoman and placed down a set of folded clothes.

"Let me just go ahead and say this right now. If I ever tell you or anyone else to cover up, I’ve developed dementia. Mama likes to peep."

Malachi was slightly alarmed when Anna suddenly started pulling off her clothes and chucking them into the hamper.

"W-What are you doing??"

"Showering. Demonified or not, those kids were pretty serious about that all-nighter."

Before Malachi could tell her he didn’t think that was a good idea, the door opened again, and Celeste came inside, also carrying a stack of clothes.

"Hey, what are we going to name it?"

"Name what?"

"The kitten. Serosh Junior doesn’t really feel like a great fit."

"It’s a girl." Malachi said from the shower.

"There, see? I was right."

Celeste suddenly turned her back to Anna for help unzipping her dress.

"What are you two doing??" Mal asked again.

""Showering."" Both women turned to look at him like he had just asked something nonsensical.

Malachi started to get out. "Maybe I should-"

"Should what? You just got in, so why are you trying to rush out when we literally shower together all the time?"

Anna pushed Malachi back inside and stepped in with him.

When she saw what was happening to the water, her eyes were filled with wonder.

"Cool... little inconvenient, but cool."

Celeste came inside after Anna, and she was clearly just as impressed.

"Oh, wow.... I never thought that something so simple would be so eyecatching."

Malachi was glad they were amused, because he was trying to figure out a way out of here.

The only upside was, his lapse in concentration had finally allowed the water in the shower to return to normal.

"I was thinking Gigi." Celeste lathered her body with soap, catching the eye of Anna and Malachi alike.

"What?"

"For the kitten. I want her to have a cute name to match the girls."

"Are we going to turn into people who refer to pets as fur babies?"

"You were already doing that with your cat before she passed."

"God, don’t remind me..!" Anna sniffled.

Malachi may have heard every fifth word that the girls had to say.

His focus lie on a familiar feeling taking place within his lower abdomen.

A heat simmered just underneath his navel and spread to the other extremities of his body.

He could see beyond their flesh and bones.

Sitting behind their chests were small wisps of what appeared to be flame.

Celeste’s was white and gold colored. Anna’s was a deeper cyan.

"Oh..."

Malachi shivered when he felt Celeste’s gaze dip below his waist.

He could smell her surprise, her suspense, and a mild anticipation.

Anna also seemed a bit surprised.

"I was wondering why you were just standing there not saying anything... Gotta say, I’m surprised you could get hard in this situation. I am not a sexy showerer."

Anna tended to scrub herself like she was washing dirty pans in the sink. More than once, her partners had been concerned about her potentially scrubbing the skin off her body.

"You’re staring at us a lot." Anna noted.

Malachi knew that, of course. But he couldn’t exactly pull his eyes away either.

His throat felt dry. His hands twitched uncontrollably.

"I always kind of guessed, but... the two of you really do have beautiful souls..."

Celeste blushed and covered her chest shyly.

Anna was much more direct when she dropped her bath towel.

"Alright, step back. You can’t say something like that and think I’m not going to fuck you."

Anna took a step forward and Malachi immediately stepped back.

"Anna... I really don’t think we should-"

"Look, I get it. You’re probably freaking out about everything that happened and stuff, but this is our new normal. Might as well figure out how to live with it now."

Malachi grabbed Anna by her shoulders. "I could really hurt you."

"I’m sure you could. But I don’t think there’s anything that could change you enough to make you hurt me. Unless I ask you for it."

Anna slowly grabbed Malachi’s hand and brought them up to her neck.

He ran his thumb underneath her soft jawline, tracing the underside of her chin until he passed his thumb over her lips.

Anna was intoxicating. Celeste was perhaps just as bad.

Malachi didn’t feel like a creature driven by sex. He’d once heard Thea describe herself as a succubus with an intense talent, fascination, and spiritual connection to sex and sexuality.

Malachi didn’t feel that deeply about it. He wasn’t a sex demon, after all.

However, as a demon, he was beginning to develop a rather intense desire and focus on the things that he liked before his fall.

He had always cared for his partners, just as he had always harbored an intense attraction for them.

With demonic blood now coursing through his veins, the things, not just the people that Malahi liked would bring him intense euphoria when participating in them or being around them.

He would learn in time that when cooking, he would more easily get carried away and make too much, causing everyone in the house besides Joanne, Nadine, and Luna to gain weight.

Similarly, he would develop a greater fascination with cars, anime, sports, and especially his family.

Malachi was a demon who damned himself due to his own grief. So he would hold on to the things that brought him joy that much tighter.

It just so happened that Malachi was learning this for the first time because Anna and Celeste had chosen to get in the shower with him.

Anna was so attracted to his new appearance that she would have knocked over his attempts at discipline with a sledgehammer if she had to.

Malachi could feel how badly she wanted him. It tore his resolve to shreds.

He wanted to be the only man whose name she could remember. The only one whom her body would ever acknowledge or crave.

His psyche teetered on the verge of dangerous obsession.

And when Annaparted her lips to take his thumb into her mouth, he realized that nothing was more important to him than being inside of her depths.

Anna let out a yelp when Malachi suddenly yanked his hand away from her neck and pressed her against the bathroom wall.

He reached out for Celeste and wrapped his arms around her waist.

His massive wings wrapped around the girls like they were additional arms.

Malachi attacked Celeste’s lips hungrily, stealing away her breath and sealing away his resolve.

He could taste her very soul through her flesh. It was sweet and dreamlike with a fluffy texture like a cloud.

He was careful not to focus on ’eating’ her and more on tasting. Judging by Celeste’s reaction, she could feel him savoring her.

The better he made her feel, the more excited her soul became and the better she tasted.

Anna whimpered as she ground her hips against Malachi’s throbbing heat.

Keeping her head pressed against the cool tile, Malachi pressed himself against her entrance.

Malachi felt his new obsession growing.

As much as he wanted to plunge himself into Anna’s familiar depths, his obsessive fascination with her filled him with a need to experience and mark every part of her.

Malachi moved his limb away and pressed it against her asshole.

Anna’s entire body tensed up, and she started to stop him, but Malachi continued to push his tip inside of her.

She screamed, and Malachi felt himself become lightheaded.

It was a sweet, tortured, euphoric sound that made him feel an interest desire to pamper and nurture her for enduring.

Malachi wrapped his arm around her waist and cupped one of her breasts from behind.

At the same time, he slowly inserted more and more of himself into her as he whispered sweet obsessions in her ear.

Anna’s screams became louder, but she had stopped trying to pull away. Her pain and discomfort were gradually being overwritten with an intense, new sense of pleasure.

Celeste was similarly incapable of escape. Malachi kept her held tightly with his left arm and wings as the tip of his tail explored her slick depths.

Both women had nearly lost all strength in their legs. Malachi was the only thing holding them upright.

Celibacy had been challenging for them all. And now that these three were finally getting to indulge themselves in each other, the world around them scarcely began to matter.

So much so that they didn’t even notice Nyx looming in the corner of the room with a deeply distraught look.

’My poor boy... if you’re not into one thing, it’s another... I can’t seem to take my eyes off you for even a second.’