text: Rochelle squealed, "Master!" and launched herself at him, her arms throwing hard around his neck, her naked body was wonderfully nubile pressed against him. "Master, Master, Master!" she giggled over and over, almost hysterically.
  
  Juanita and Hikaru were right behind her, throwing their arms around Bill and Cynthia. Bill scooped up Juanita, pulling her against him, and Cynthia pulled Hikaru into the press. His cock hardened as the girls of his dreams pressed against him, all four loving him. Four wonderful pairs of breast, four delightful pussies, and four gorgeous asses all his. Lips and hands caressed his flesh, stoking the fires in his balls.
  
  A fifth body pressed against his back, round breasts and warm flesh, wings flapping as bronze arms wrapped around him. "You're unharmed," Sophia whispered, her voice breaking with emotion. "It was so painful watching you and being unable to help."
  
  "You're okay, right, Bill?" Juanita asked, a desperate catch in her tone. "You're not harmed or anything? You're still... you?"
  
  Bill laughed. "Yeah, I'm still me. We survived Hell."
  
  "And what happened to Adriel?" Juanita's voice was a terrified whisper.
  
  He stiffened, wondering how she knew that name. "She died. She bought us time to escape Dagon and Hell."
  
  "That seems... doubtful," Sophia carefully said. "She is a Demon."
  
  "I wouldn't say that. She's a Fallen Angel. She saved us when we fell and led us across Hell safely and..." The guilt returned. He had left her to die. "She sacrificed herself for us. She was no Demon."
  
  "I very much doubt she sacrificed herself," the Angel said.
  
  "What are you hinting at?" Cynthia asked. "She seemed helpful, and yet... she was in Hell."
  
  "What did she tell you?"
  
  Bill explained what Adriel had told him: Grigori had taken pity on men and gave them knowledge. Heaven's punishment for this crime was to be cast into Hell where Lucifer and his rebellion had been banished before.
  
  "Grigori are the most skilled liars in Creation," Sophia sighed. "All the Demons in Hell partook in Lucifer's rebellion. Half the Host of Heaven followed the Morning Star when he rebelled and were cast down into the Abyss. Grigori are a type of Demon, just like the Succuba and Erinyes and Shedim. She lied to you. She was using you for some gain."
  
  "What?" Bill asked. "She helped us escape and sacrificed herself to slow Dagon down."
  
  "Dagon is a powerful Shedim," Sophia explained. "So why was he trespassing in Mephistopheles's territory?"
  
  "Who?" Juanita asked.
  
  "He's the Archdemon who leads the Succuba," Rochelle answered. "Daevia's his bitch."
  
  "Yes," Sophia agreed. "And Dagon serves Beelzebub, and he wouldn't trespass another Archdemon's demesne unless there was great cause."
  
  "Well, Adriel was trespassing," Bill objected. "Maybe he was hunting her."
  
  "Why are you defending a Demon?" Juanita asked.
  
  "She saved us. Maybe she was a good Demon?"
  
  Sophia sighed, "Doubtful. More likely she could have conjured an illusion, and you just thought you saw her torn apart. Grigori are masters at weaving deception."
  
  "Fuck," Bill muttered. "She seemed so earnest."
  
  "But she did help us," Cynthia pointed out. "We did escape Hell, and it was all because of her."
  
  "I don't understand that either," Sophia admitted. "She couldn't have passed through the Hall of Virtue. You have to have love in your heart, and no Demon possesses that. It does concern me that you two had sexual contact with her."
  
  Juanita stiffened. Bill gave her a reassuring touch.
  
  "Yeah, that was to mask our scent so the..." Bill trailed off.
  
  Cynthia groaned. "No wonder the Lemures kept attacking us, her 'masking' didn't do anything."
  
  "She's wrought some devilry," the Angel sighed. "We'll have to be vigilant."
  
  "But she's trapped in Hell?" Bill protested. "What does it matter?"
  
  "I don't know."
  
  "Well, I think they're bigger things to worry about," Hikaru declared.
  
  "Like what?" Bill asked.
  
  A loud rang, like a massive gong, echoed through the church. Bill frowned, looking around.
  
  "Like that," Hikaru answered. "Daevia's sieging the church."
  
  "Why would she do that?" Cynthia asked.
  
  "This church guards something important," answered Rochelle. "Sophia doesn't know what, but it's the only thing to explain the strength of the protection Prayer."
  
  "The Gatewardens," he groaned. "Unless that was all BS, too."
  
  "Why didn't I think of that?" moaned Sophia. "I heard Adriel tell you that. But I was so concerned with getting you out of Hell, I forgot."
  
  "What is this?" Hikaru asked.
  
  "The main gate of Hell is guarded from our side by two Seraphs. It's unassailable from Hell, but from this side Daevia could kill the wardens and throw the gates open. Then all of Hell would come pouring out."
  
  "I thought that's what was happening?" Juanita said.
  
  "No. Just the lesser Lemures could escape out that Hellgate. Right, you haven't seen any other Daevias about?"
  
  "No."
  
  "I guess we hold this church," Cynthia said, her blue eyes growing hard. "How long until she breaches it?"
  
  "Hours," Sophia answered. "Maybe six or seven. Around dawn."
  
  "That's not good," Rochelle muttered. "I read that fighting a Demon at dawn can be dangerous."
  
  "What?" Bill asked.
  
  "Moments of change are power to Demons." Rochelle glanced at Sophia, who nodded. Then she continued, "So when night changes to day, it's a time when Demons are more powerful. Same with dusk."
  
  Hikaru shifted. "So what are we going to do?"
  
  "We plan an attack," Bill decided.
  
  "Then we need to attend to something first," Cynthia declared.
  
  "What?" Bill asked.
  
  "Our wedding." Cynthia smiled at him. "There's still two of us you haven't married."
  
  "Yeah," Hikaru added.
  
  "Okay. We'll get Sister Mariam to..."
  
  Rochelle stiffened.
  
  Bill frowned, "What? Did she die?"
  
  "Daevia captured her after you jumped into Hell. She's... out there."
  
  "I can marry you," Sophia interjected. "I would be happy to. Your love is so amazing. I would be honored to be a part of it in some, small way."