All Chapters of Captured by Satan: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Sam's eyes blazed with intense irritation at my comment, but he remained silent as he presented the mask to me. "It's beautiful." I commented slowly. "Put it on. I'm not saving your ass if you drown because of your stubbornness." He replied sternly. I grabbed the mask and tossed it over my shoulder, hearing it sink. I stared at Sam with a smirk on my face, and Samael looked back at me like he was ready to rip my limbs off. His eyes darkened in anger, but I was so comfortable in my surroundings that a giggle escaped me instead, further infuriating him. I grabbed his hand and pulled him downward through the water. We were floating down, weightless by the lack of gravity. "Relax, my King." I teased. "I regret taking you from earth." Sam grumbled in a low voice. "Really?" I questioned, drawing him closer. "You didn't say that when I was on my knees in front of you." We descended together, fully focused on each other. His expression shifted as he recalled our moment in the tent.

I ignored him and felt I was close to my new body part, which was protruding from my body. Weird feeling. Two cold, massive, scaly hands grasped mine, halting my movements. "Fay. Do not do that." Sam warned in a strange voice. "I just want to see if it's scaly. And big." I replied in an innocent, very manly voice. I was a man. "It IS scaly!" A male voice yelled out excitedly. "Bri! STOP! You're touching another man's dick!" Another male rang out angrily. This situation was utterly confusing. "How big is it?!" I cheerfully asked Elle. "Fay," Sam snapped in his strange voice, "I will cut off your hands if you touch any part of another man." "I am a man now. Let me explore my own body." I argued back. Hairs on top of my hands made me feel a little bit sick, but I managed to free my big sausage fingers and moved them up and down against Sam's wrist. "It is big!" Elle's male voice echoed through the water. "BRI!" Adrian snapped, right before there were sounds of a struggle. My own

The male eyed the room where the sounds of the party originated from, but slowly swam to the side to let me through. With a slight nod, I hurried into the room. That couldn't have gone much worse. The room unfolded before me, and I nearly halted in disbelief. I forced myself to continue, feeling the guard's lingering gaze on my back. An enormous, white golden room greeted me. The dome overhead portrayed the moon in intricate detail, a marvel beyond description. Even the craters of the moon were painted, and I couldn't help but feel the magic of the earth's satellite. Viewing the moon made me strangely closer to Earth. The moon was the only light in the room. It was bright enough to just brighten up the space, and what happened inside it. Gold on the walls reflected the soft light. The moon, however, was wholly forgotten when I gazed at the scene in front of me. Shock threatened to paralyse me. My brain screamed at me to flee, to hide, to never look back, but my eyes remained fix

Sam confidently guided us through the castle. He clasped my wrist almost painfully tight, but I didn't comment or complain and followed him happily."Back to land first. Time to get this thing out of you, sweetheart." Sam said, his hand still firmly around my wrist. "Sweetheart?" I asked back with raised eyebrows. "Sweetheart, darling, ruby, love, sugar-""If any humans on earth actually knew the feared satan, they would all laugh and start making comedies instead of horror movies." Elle said loudly to Adrian.Wrong thing to say.Sam abruptly turned around to her, and all the surrounding lights flickered off at once. Sam let go of me. In complete darkness, I heard a monstrous, ghastly growl, sending shivers down my spine and causing me to seek support by pressing my hand against the cool, marble wall."Sammi." Adrian snapped from across the hallway.The hairs on the back of my neck rose."AAAAAAAAAAHHH!"An ear-piercing scream, coming from Elle's marine demon, sounded through the air.

"Are you sure about this?" Adrian asked hesitantly. I stared down at the bathtub, which Sam was currently filling. He was kneeling down next to me, his hand underneath the water stream, checking its temperature. He even put a little bit of bath oil in, smelling of caramel. Not even a flower scent, funnily enough. The five of us stood cramped in the small bathroom of my bedroom. Well, not my bedroom anymore, according to Sam. But an empty bedroom nonetheless, where no one would interrupt us. Sleep was threatening to take me at any second. We had stayed up all night, and the sun was slowly rising behind the closed curtains. The whole castle was still asleep, you could practically feel the hangovers in the air. The dark one stood in the corner, his figure completely out of touch with the rest of us. Elle ensured she stayed as far away from him as possible, yet she remained glued to my side. Sam held onto my naked lower leg with his other hand as he kept feeling the temperature of t