“I will do as I said, Lena. I assure you, I can destroy her and Hades, or at least send them somewhere they won’t be found. You sleep with me tonight.”
“You’re not going to start that caveman bullshit already,” I argued.
“One fucking night,” he growled. “One night to hold you and know you’re alive. And don’t worry, I don’t sleep either.”
“Bullshit, I have slept with you before,” I frowned. “You snored.”
“I learned to adapt, but I assure you that I was never asleep when you were in my bed.”
“Really? Because I’m pretty sure you did…” Hadn’t he? “Either way, I’m not repeating what we just did again anytime tonight.”
“Careful, you’ve been gone for months, and I’ve been celibate.” He watched me absorb that tidbit, and I nodded. “I’ll get you clothes so you can tell the others where you will sleep tonight.”
“Fine, but don’t think I’m letting you fuck me again.”
“Fine.”
“Jerk,” I mumbled as I waited for clothes he’d promised to let the others know what the plan was. I still didn’t know what he was, but what I did know was this, Lucifer was coming, I could feel it.
Chapter 19
The putrid scent of death clung to the world. The noxious odor of brimstone, mingled with newly lit fires that danced like living things. The flames leapt around, orange and blue as they burned hot and out of control. Flames licked buildings, logs, and anything else they could reach as it oozed from the depths of Hell, pooling smoke into the air that choked those not strong enough to survive its acrid poisonous scent. I eyed one of the patches of fire, the flames licking the air, warming the area I stood in. Pushing through the thick smoke, I eyed the decaying corpses who’d fallen to the cadaverous new world order which twisted and rose from the ground, taking form as I slowly approached its ruler.
Lucifer watched me, smoke billowing around his form like steam as he stared back with an intensity that shook through my core, my body. This creature was bathed in sin, created to lure the pure into impurity. Sex oozed from his pores as he pulled the lit cigar from his lips and smirked as small circles of smoke escaped from his lungs, filling the sky as he exhaled. His bare arms were covered in tattoos; fine sinewy muscle clenched and unclenched as he tossed the lit cigar onto the ground, uncaring that it lit yet another fire into this world.
Power radiated from him, leaking from his body to tingle and graze my flesh as I made my way towards him, lazily, uncaring that he watched the sway of my hips or the fullness of my breasts as I did so. His eyes were reflecting the fires and my image as I stopped inches from where he stood. His tempting lips opened, the smile all sensual and alluring as I watched him through my lashes, unwilling to let him see the effect he had on me or my senses.
“Do you like what I did with the place?” he asked, his blue depths pooling into liquid heat as he lifted them, holding my stare. His arms stretched as he indicated the new world, the chaos he’d brought to it, and the death that clung to it.
His hair was shorter, cut and styled, which was alluring on him. It framed the sharp lines of his jaw, defining them and the utter perfection he’d been carved into. His power shook the world as he released it, letting me feel the magnitude of it as he watched my reaction and smiled coldly as a tremor slid through me. His wings unfurled, significantly increased in size now that he’d been freed from his prison.
“I think you could do better,” I said aloofly as I watched him bend down as he picked up a human skull, lifting it in his hands as he placed it on the wall of skulls behind him. It stretched out as far as my eye could see—a never-ending wall of human skulls from the victims he’d sacrificed as he forged his new empire. It was impressive, the lengths he’d gone to just to show me his strength, his unworldliness. He smirked wolfishly at my words as he sat on the wall, crossing his tattooed arms over his chest as he stared. “You do know that you will fail, you always do. We will stop this from happening.”
“You and what army, my sweet little hellcat?” he scoffed as he rose, slowly approaching me as his hand trailed over the curve of my hip. I didn’t take my eyes from his as he continued to touch me, to tease me with the pleasure he so freely offered. “You want this. I can feel your need, so fucking dark and delicious that it makes my cock ache to fill you. To show you what a creature such as you’ve become can feel with something like me, Lena. Tell me you didn’t enjoy my touch, my sex fucking that sweet pussy. It clenched around my cock so fucking tightly. You’re so much more…appealing than your sister. You didn’t fear me; instead, you welcomed me. You welcomed the horde of the damned watching your body being ravished, just as you did when Lucian finger-fucked you in front of his club. You wanted me, even if you thought I was Lucian, you still wanted me when you figured out that I wasn’t him. I felt it, and if I’d contained the extension of myself, you’d have let me finish in that tight pussy. Tell me you wouldn’t have?” His eyes devoured mine, demanding I answer him, and when I didn’t, he laughed huskily. “Keep your secrets if it helps you sleep at night, but I am the prince of darkness, and you will be my queen. He can’t keep you, nor does he see the evil churning inside of you. I see you, my queen, all of you. You’re beautiful chaos, mixed with the throes of sin and delight who begs to be taken, fucked in ways that man cannot even begin to comprehend. You were never meant to be mortal or to be held down by their laws. Let me have you. Let me show you what you can become with the right man beside you. Help me set the world on fire, and dance with me as it burns to nothing but the ashes of these insignificant humans.”
“Why would I help you?” I asked, not moving from his touch as he stroked my flesh, his fingers dancing over my cheek as he slowly, seductively caressed me. I let the darkness I’d been holding in come out, watching as his eyes slowly studied the change in my features, the sharpness of the Fury as I let it out for him to gaze upon.
His lips skimmed over mine, unafraid of the darkness that filled my vision as it oozed out from where I’d held it in. His mouth sent a ripple of exquisite pleasure racing through me, rushing towards my apex, which caused his nostrils to flare as he scented my arousal.
“Help me end this world, or I will come for her. I’ll come for your sister, and take what is rightfully mine. That child is mine, Lena. She holds the purest blood in her tiny form, the darkest evil in her precious mind. She is my daughter by right. I will come for her, but I am willing to settle for you in her place.”
“And if I don’t want to be yours?” I uttered as his tongue snaked out, tracing my bottom lip before he sucked it between his teeth and I moaned loudly as his teeth pulled, teasing the fatty tissue before he released it and studied my face.
“You want honesty?” he whispered before he pulled me closer, ripping the shirt from my body as he stared down at my breasts. Heat licked my flesh, creating an ache in my nipples that hummed and begged to be touched. His hands cupped them, testing their weight as his thumbs brushed over the pebbled peaks. “I want you, I’ve wanted you since the moment I tasted the chaos and fire that blossomed and burns inside of you. Help me take over the world, Lena. Become my queen, and I’ll show you what real love is. Do you know why I was kicked out of heaven? I wanted to know what made mortals so weak, and yet they were special. I questioned why they could love and yet it was forbidden to us. Why they got to taste sin and we were forbidden for touching, fucking. I wanted to be them, to know what it was that made Eve lie down in that garden and ride Adam’s cock. And she did, she fucking took him with vigor, riding him until she glowed with pleasure and I fucking wanted that too. So I was cast from heaven into Hell for wanting what he allowed them to taste. How fucking fair is that? Could you imagine never knowing what it felt like? Never feeling pleasure as someone experienced these perfect lips.” His finger traced my mouth, pushing between them until I closed them, sucking his thumb deeper as his eyes darkened with lust. He hissed as his
eyes heated with need, raw, palpable need that shot through me. He withdrew his thumb and pressed his mouth against mine, pushing his tongue deep into my depths as a groan escaped his lungs. He was skilled, created for luring women to their doom. His tongue dueled against mine, fucking me with nothing more than it as he made my knees grow weak, and yet he held me as if I was the most precious thing in this world. He pulled away, raining kisses down my neck as his fingers pinched my nipples, stealing a moan of pleasure that rushed from my lungs as my head rolled back. I inhaled the brimstone and death, sucking it deep into my lungs as I let his lips devour my will, my body a tool for his pleasure, to be used as he wanted. I cried out as his mouth touched my breast, sucking one nipple between his lips before his teeth scraped over the sensitive flesh. He rose, cradling the back of my head as his mouth devoured mine.
“Rule with me, darkness. I can feel it pooling inside of you, begging to be freed from that tight hold you have on it. It wants what I can offer it, what you crave, I can give you. You think I’m evil, that my intent is to destroy, but it isn’t. I want freedom, I want to be here with you and the other immortals that walk these streets and feast in the flesh, in the open freely. I’m sick of punishing souls, exhausted from being punished for wanting to taste the pleasure others took so freely. I’m not the bad guy here, have I hurt you? Yes, but only because you were his and I craved you. Imagine my surprise when I learned you survived, that you had come back stronger, darker than any woman before you had. Katarina was beautiful, but you, you are so much more than she could have ever hoped to be. He took from me, he took everything. He took the one woman I loved and murdered her, and I was supposed to just accept it. I’m not a weak prince; I’m the fucking prince of the Underworld, the fucking devil. And you? You’re the queen of darkness, the one female who could rule at my side and devour anyone who stood in our way. Rule with me, at my side. You can make him feel what he forced you to endure; you can show him what it feels like to lose everything as you have. Help me show him what it is like to lose everything he loves. Show him what it feels like to be betrayed as he has done to both of us.”
“And what do I get in return? You think I care about revenge?” I scoffed as my fingers threaded through his newly shortened hair as I leaned in, claiming his lips, letting him feel what I had to offer. It cut off his words, forcing him to taste the pleasure I had to give, the fire he so wanted that burned from within. I felt the growl as it rose from deep in his chest as I pulled from the kiss, scraping my teeth over his full bottom lip. “What can you offer me that he cannot?”
The world burned around us as we stood amidst the fire, the inferno that raged as the desire that burned through us. His face glowed from the eerie light of the dancing flames as he peered into my eyes, searching my face for the answer he thought I wanted. His mouth crushed against mine, his intent to take me to the ground and fuck me explicit, but I wasn’t that naïve or easy to obtain. My hands threaded through his hair, yanking his mouth away from mine as I demanded he answer me.
“The world,” he smirked as he framed my face with his hands. His voice was a silken caress that slithered over my flesh and consumed my mind as I stared into his beautiful blue eyes that danced with possession, as if he thought he already had me. My body tightened as my spine arched, spreading in invitation. “They’ve had their time. They’re destroying this world, a gift from the Gods and yet they spit on it. They murder each other, tearing this world apart as if it belongs to them alone. We can take it back, we can bathe in their blood as it boils, Lena. He will never destroy a world for you, but I will. I will tear down the walls that hold the other monsters at bay and let them in, to join us. I will rip this place apart, piece by fucking piece for you, and you will reign at my side. Say yes, say yes, and I will come for you. I will walk right up the steps of that Guild, and I will claim my queen where the world can see it unfold.” Lucifer’s eyes watched me, studying me as I considered his words. His heady stare caressed me as if it was fingers stroking chords inside my body, his fingers slowly touching my cheeks as he watched me, waiting, letting me decide my fate.
“If I do agree, you will leave my sister and her child alone,” I stipulated. “I will not share you, and you will prove to me that you want me more than them. I’m a selfish bitch, and I’m a starving one. I will never share you with another, nor will you seek another’s pleasure. You will be mine, and I will be yours. Do you understand me?”
“Deal, but only if you let me fuck you in front of him to prove to him that you are mine,” he smirked as his arms wrapped around me, tightening against me as he pulled me into the warmth of his body. “I want him to hurt, and I will use you as he watches us together. I want him to know what betrayal feels like, what it tastes like.”
“Deal,” I said, smiling against his lips before he sealed it with a heated kiss.
“Deals with the devil aren’t that bad, now are they, my sweet queen?”
“We will see if you hold up your end of the bargain. They’ll be expecting you, Luc,” I uttered as I slid my lips across his, enjoying the taste of him before I stepped back, staring at his chest which led into an impressive V that disappeared into his jeans. “Don’t keep me waiting, I get bored easily.” He stepped back into the fires that burned among the rotting corpses of the victims he’d taken pleasure in slaughtering.
The world was already hell, what would it matter if we added more corpses to it? I pushed from the dream, righting my body as I peered up into angry midnight eyes. He inhaled, his nostrils flaring as he scented Luc upon my flesh.
“You smell like Lucifer,” he snapped.
“And?” I asked softly as I leaned over, kissing him with Lucifer’s taste still on my lips. I pushed my tongue deep into his mouth, forcing his tongue to play with mine before I slid over him, staring down into his eyes as I devoured his mouth like it was my own playground. I let the darkness behind my eyes glow, bathing him in its alluring scent as he growled against my kiss. The need to do as Lucifer had said was seductive, exhilarating as it exploded inside my mind. The queen of the new world sounded pretty fucking good to me.
Chapter 20
“You’re playing with fire,” Lucian warned as he gazed up at me, rolling me beneath him as his body dwarfed mine, his scent a heady mix of wood and spices. He was all male, right down to wherever the fuck he was. He pushed his heavy cock against my naked sex and watched me, studying or memorizing every fine detail of my face. “You’ll get burned if you try to fuck me over, and I won’t have mercy.”
“You think I care? I like pissing you off, the angry sex, the fucking like we’re going to war? And you must think I’m afraid of the flames that dance in those endless depths. No, Lucian, I’m not afraid of being burned, and I think the odds are in my favor,” I murmured as he dropped his mouth, kissing me until I groaned and uttered his name against them.
“Tell me what he did when you went under, when you went to him,” he demanded as he pulled back, gazing down at me.
“Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Lucian. Afraid I’ll switch sides on you? I muttered as I peered up into his burning stare. He’d known I’d met up with Lucifer, but then even I smelled Luc’s scent on my flesh. His eyes burned with anger as he watched me, curious to see what I’d do next, or maybe deciding if he should strangle me? I didn’t care either way. He had no idea of the betrayal coming, no indication that of what I was planning, which was fine since he tended to leave me in the dark more often than not. He didn’t even trust me with his secrets, so tit for fucking tat. He deserved to feel betrayal, to know what it felt like, the sting that sucker-punched you in the gut without warning. He also had some cosmic karma coming for what he’d allowed to happen to me. I was waking up, and the devil was in the fine print.
I rolled us again, staring down into his inky heat-filled gaze as we silently warred with each other. My head bowed as I brushed my lips over his, letting him feel the molten heat that built in me that he
created. My body rubbed against his, and I felt his growing erection as he growled from deep in his chest, letting it built as he watched me slowly rubbing my heat against it. My teeth scraped over his lip, capturing it between my teeth and drawing blood as I sucked it into my mouth. His growl turned guttural, dangerous before he slammed me backwards, knocking the air from my lungs as his hand wrapped around my throat tightly before his mouth crushed against mine.
He entered my body hard, no mercy given as he violently took me to the throes only he could send me sailing to. The man was built to fuck; it was as simple as that. Pain mingled with pleasure, sending my senses dancing on the line as he forced me to accept what he gave. He stared into my eyes, watching as the orgasm tore through me, sending me into a trembling mess as I whispered his name like he was my fucking salvation. I rode the storm of emotions, the endless orgasms as he rocked his hips, noting every fucking time I cried out or grew closer until he gained control of me, my pleasure, gauging my needs as no other could. He didn’t care if it hurt and neither did I, he was a storm, and I danced in him until we went over the edge together. The only thing that mattered was him, climbing that motherfucking cliff together over and over until we both were a tangle of limbs and sweat.
“He’ll never fucking touch you again. He’ll never have you, Lena. I would raze the world and be damned for eternity gladly before I let him have you,” he growled thickly as if his mouth had become swollen. His penetrating gaze consumed mine as I stared into his darkened depths.
The building rumbled, and Lucian’s dark head lifted, searching the wall as if he could sense what was currently setting off the wards. I swallowed hard as I rolled away from him, leaving his cock sleek and hard with my arousal as I left him. I smiled as I swayed to the bathroom, putting on the black sundress and thin black panties.
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