“She’s pretty, Dani.” Javier’s voice echoed in the back of my mind. I closed my eyes. No, not fucking now, Javier. Get out of my damn mind or, so help me God, I would—“Imagine how pretty she’d look with your hands wrapped around her tiny throat.” I snapped my eyes open and saw Jasmine in front of me with wide eyes, flushed cheeks, and my hands around her throat. “Imagine her gasping for air, her mocha cheeks flushed the prettiest color pink, our lips pressed to hers.”
When Javier said the word our, I shook my head from side to side, my gaze suddenly refocusing on the empty bar in front of me. Jasmine was pouring a glass of Passion a few feet away, her petite frame unharmed.
God, I needed to talk to Dr. U. Maybe she’d prescribe me some medicine to get rid of these hallucinations because I couldn’t be having these… not when I was about to rule this kingdom. I needed to be strong for everyone. The End was near.
Jasmine sauntered back over to me, a smile on her lips.
I grabbed my drink and stood, needing to get out of here fast. “Why don’t you join the bar staff in Lust Palace?” I said, swallowing all those dirty thoughts Javier was playing inside my mind. “I’d like to see you around more often, Jasmine.”
Chapter 14
When I walked back to the table, Eros was staring at me with hazy green eyes and the smirk that had turned me into a sinner the Sunday morning I met him. “Did you enjoy that?” he asked before biting into a Fervor Crisp.
I slid into the booth next to him, my lips curling into a small smile and my eyes focused on Jasmine. Hell, yes, I enjoyed that. I enjoyed everything until Javier told me to wrap my hand around her throat and to suck her soul from her body. I lo—hated that.
He inhaled my scent and slid closer to me. “You loved it,” he said against my ear, his finger brushing a strand of hair from my face. “Do you want to know a secret, Dani?” His breath was warm against my neck, making me hot. He grabbed my hand and placed it right on his hardness through his pants. A purr escaped me, my senses sharpening. After brushing his fingers against the inside of my thigh, he said, “I loved watching you, my little succubus.”
I clenched. God, how’d he always know exactly what to say and when to say it?
He curled his arm around my shoulders and pulled me to him, nodding back to the bar. I thought he was nodding to Jasmine, but he had gestured to the far end where Maria, Zane, and Enji were seated.
Zane stood behind a seated Maria, sleeves rolled up his muscular forearms, Passion Delight in one hand. Enji sat in front of her, brushing his fingers against one of her knees. Her cheeks were flushed, plump lips pulled into a smile. Maybe it was my Passion Delight, but even from here, I could smell her arousal.
But it surprised me that she had agreed to come here—out of all places. She knew that The Lounge was a sex-club for demons, and if she hated demons so much…
“What do you think he’s saying to her?” Eros asked me, his hand sliding up my bare thigh to my underwear. A wave of pleasure rolled through me, and I pressed my legs together, the high from my Passion Delight hitting me hard.
“Probably the same things that you used to tell me,” I teased.
Eros’s eyes widened. “Used to?” He pressed his fingers harder into the front of my underwear, rubbing gently through the fabric. “I can still make you cum without even trying, Dani.”
“Then why haven’t you?” I asked, staring him right in those big, black eyes.
He brushed his nose against mine, sucking my bottom lip between his teeth. “I’m training you.”
“Are you sure about that?” I asked, my nipples hardening against my bra. Eros might have known exactly what to say and when to say it, but so did I. Sometimes. “Seems like you can’t even—”
He wrapped a hand around my throat, pinning me to the beige leather booth. His fangs brushed against my neck. “Are you acting this way because you want me to rip off all your clothes and fuck you senseless in front of all these people, Dani?”
I placed my hand on his thigh, trying to think straight. Warmth pooled between my thighs. Calm, Dani. Stay calm. Don’t let Eros know that, yes, you’d definitely like him to fuck you right here in front of all these people. Because… he would.
The mere thought of it was enticing. Hell, the pressure in my core hadn’t disappeared since earlier when he was touching me and demanding I tell him all my sinful desires.
“Hmm?” he asked. The candle crackled in the center of the table, yet all I could think about was how strongly the air was charged with cinnamon. So strong. So utterly entrancing. “Because you know that I will.”
My toes curled. We had done it in public before on the bus when other demons had pried eyes away from us… but I doubted they’d do that here. They’d probably sit and watch it happen, watch Eros take me, wat—
Eros growled lowly, grabbed my waist, and placed me right on the table in front of him. I gulped nervously and glanced around at everyone. “Eros, wh-what are you—”
He pushed two fingers into me, thrusting them in and out. “Undo the top buttons of your dress.”
“We can’t do this here!”
Without listening to a word I said, he reached up and undid the top two buttons of my dress for me. Eros didn’t care about rules. He did what he wanted, and right now I could see in his eyes that he wanted me. The third button on my dress popped open, my black lacy bra on full display. I grasped his hand before he could undo anymore, my gaze flickering around the bar. Some demons glanced over, yet—as far as I knew—the humans were still preoccupied and so was Maria.
Eros stared at my body, his gaze flickering from breast to breast then to my eyes. “You feel it, Dani?” Eros asked softly, fingers still moving inside of me. “Do you feel everyone staring at you, at their new commander?”
I gulped, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes. I feel their damn stares.” And I wanted to push Eros away because this was embarrassing as hell… but it felt too good. My mind was becoming fuzzy, my body was tingling, I felt like I was floating on one of Lust’s pink cotton candy-esque clouds.
Classical music played quietly in the bar around us. He curled one hand around my throat, digging his claws lightly into my flesh. “Do you feel their lust?”
I hazily nodded my head. Yes, I felt all of their lust, diffusing off of them, drifting through the air, damaging all of my self-control. I brushed my foot against the front of his pants, feeling his growing cock inside of it.
God, it had been too long since I had craved such an earth-shattering orgasm.
I grasped the edges of the table, my head tingling with cinnamon and all the dirty thoughts that Eros put into my mind. After he pushed his thumb into my mouth, Eros stood and leaned over the table toward me, his fingers plunging into me faster and faster and faster, making me clench.
“You’re not going to cum,” he said, his voice gruff in my ear, his thumb rubbing circles around my clit. “Not until I give you permission.”
“And what if I do?” I asked him, trying so hard to hold off yet teetering so close to having the best orgasm of my entire life.
He squeezed my throat gently. “Cum without my permission, Dani,” Eros taunted me. “I dare you.”
And while I wanted to cum so damn bad and have him punish me for it, something seemed to hold me back. I knew he’d punish me in a way I wouldn’t like. Maybe if we were back home alone, I’d do things differently. But not now.
My legs trembled, and I glanced around the bar. Nobody was staring directly at us anymore, but I could feel the strength of their lust and their arousals hitting me like a wave of pleasure.
“Use their lust,” Eros said. “Use it to drive yourself higher, Dani.”
I gaze back into Eros’s black orbs, unable to pull myself away from them. “Close your eyes.” Eros’s hand curled around my throat, squeezing tighter. My eyes fluttered closed. “Breathe it in.”
His fingers slowed to a stop inside of me, just pressing against my g-spot. I inhaled slowly, feeling an overwhelming surge
in my core. My pussy tightened around Eros’s fingers.
“More,” Eros said.
My head fell back slightly, and I took another deep breath of cinnamon mixed with other alluring scents. My legs jerked into the air, trembling harder around him. But I held myself together, desperate to cum but desperate to obey him—because if I did, he’d give me what I had been craving for so long.
“Eros,” I said in a breathy whisper.
“Again.” He tightened his grip around my throat even more, and I took another deep breath. The scents were driving me wild and feral, my horns were so damn close to bursting right through my forehead. “One more.”
I took one last deep breath, and Eros placed his hand over my mouth and nose, letting their lust stir inside of me and refusing to let them out. They festered inside of me, building and building, driving me higher, making my core clench even harder on Eros’s poor fingers.
“Look at me, Dani.”
When I opened my eyes, he curled his fingers in a come-hither motion.They collided with my g-spot, a tsunami of pleasure washing through me. “Cum,” he said. My legs shook uncontrollably around him. And I tugged on his hand, needing to pull it away because the pressure was almost unbearably strong.
But he didn’t. Instead, he curled his other arm around my waist, took me off of the table, and placed me into his lap. His cock was hard against the front of his pants, and he pushed it against my core. I grasped onto him, my orgasm continuing.
“Next time you cum like this,” he said, tilting my head to the side and placing his fangs right on my neck. “My cock will be buried deep inside of you.”
I nodded, tugged on his hair near where his horns would be, and whimpered into his neck. “Now. I need it now.”
He curled his arms around me, letting me sit fully on him and stared up into my eyes. “No.” He lifted his hips higher to press them into mine. “You’ll get it when we leave.”
“But… but you’re teasing me. Please.”
He pushed my hair out of my face and pulled my hips down even farther on him. “No.”
“Eros,” I said, unable to control myself. “Please.”
“You’ve learned to beg,” he said, lips curling into a smirk. “I don’t even have to train you anymore.” His eyes turned another shade darker, and my pussy clenched. His gaze flickered behind me, and he paused. “If you want me to fuck you here, undo my pants.”
I narrowed my eyes and looked behind me, watching Maria and Zane walk our way. I playfully slapped his chest and crawled off of him, yet he held me in place.
“Undo my pants,” he said more sternly.
“Eros, we can’t.”
“You either undo them now or I make you undo them when Maria and Zane sit down at this table with us,” he said. I growled, the vein in my neck pulsing violently. I grasped his jeans, undid his button, and pulled out his cock. “Good girl.” He grasped me and turned me around, so I was facing the table instead of him. “Now, sit.”
My eyes widened, and I shivered as his fingers moved up the back of my thighs to lift my dress. He positioned his cock right against my wet entrance and pulled me down onto him, filling me completely.
I closed my eyes, the pressure in my core returning.
“Whoo,” Maria said. My eyes snapped open, and I stared in front of us. Maria fanned her face and slid into the booth. Zane sat next to her, grabbing his drink and taking a sip from it, as if he needed something to calm himself down or rile himself up more.
He stared at Eros and I, his eyes lingering on me. My cheeks flushed, remembering earlier when Maeve had told me he was part of the Triad. Eros wrapped one arm around my waist, rubbing my clit under the table, and grabbed his drink with his other hand.
“I need water after that,” Maria said, gazing at Jasmine and gesturing for some water. “Something to cool me down.” She took off her blue cardigan. “Is it hot in here?”
I forced out a cringe-worthy laugh—a wave of pleasure filling my core—and glanced at Enji who sat at the bar by himself, staring toward us. “You know that he’s a demon, right?” I said to Maria, trying my hardest to make conversation.
Eros moved his fingers faster around my clit. I could feel every single ridge of his cock pressed against my inner walls. He leaned close to me. “Ride me,” he whispered into my ear with such dominance.
God, I shouldn’t have begged him to take me here. I should’ve waited.
Maria looked back at Enji and placed her hand on Zane’s. “I know.”
“Now,” Eros whispered, growing impatient.
I moved my hips slowly on him, listening to him groan almost inaudibly behind me. My fingers dug into the table, paling against the dark wood. I stared at Maria, trying not to give away that Eros’s dick was growing inside of me, that it was pressing against my g-spot every time I cocked my hips back, that his fingers hadn’t stopped massaging my clit.
“I’m actually…” She smiled wide, eyes filling with lust. “Okay with it.” Zane smiled down at her, to which she responded with, “For now.”
After a few moments of complete silence, Zane turned to Eros. “Did Dani tell you about Rebel?”
“You went to Rebel?” Eros asked, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Tell me about it.”
I opened my mouth to speak, but he started to move his fingers harsher around my clit. I clenched hard on his cock, my pussy pulsing on him. “I went… and… Zane was there… and…” I gulped, my heart pounding in my ears. Lord, what did I get myself into with him? “... and it was weird…”
“We had talked about the Courting Pit,” Zane said. “She doesn’t know who she’s going to invite into the court yet.”
“She’ll figure that out soon,” Eros said. His fingers stopped moving around my clit, and I thought he would actually give me a chance to speak. “Isn’t that right, Dani?
But as soon as I parted my lips, Eros slapped my swollen clit hard with his palm.
I jumped up in the seat, my breasts pressing against the table, my mind a hazy mess, pleasure shooting through my entire body. “Yes,” I said in one shaky breath. “I’ll be choosing soon.”
Zane stared at me for a moment more, then glanced over at the bar. He nudged Maria and whispered something into her ear. Enji jingled a pair of keys in his hand at the bar, and Maria’s eyes grew big and wide. She nodded up to him.
Damn, Maria. Going to a Lust Room for the first time.
After she raised her eyebrows suggestively at me, they slid out of the booth and turned toward the bar. I relaxed against Eros, thinking she’d leave, but then she turned back around to face me. “Oh, I forgot to ask. Did you take my Gucci purse when you left by mistake? You know, the baby blue one with the navy strap?” Maria furrowed her brows. I shook my head, and she asked, “Do you know where I might’ve put it? I’ve searched the entire damn house, even Trevon’s room for it.”
“Maria, that purse was a decent size. Are you sure it’s not lying around somewhere?”
“I’ll look again… But after the ah-may-zing dreams tonight.” She threw me a wink and curled her arm around Zane’s, walking toward the Lust Rooms.
I gazed back at Eros. “They better not do anything to her. I don’t need any more demons like Trevon.”
“They’re sex demons, Dani.” Eros thrust hard up into me and curled his hand around my neck. “The worst they’ll do to her is fuck her senseless. And… she won’t mind that. At least…” He brushed his lips against my ear. “You didn’t.”
Chapter 15
“Would you rather that I fucked you in a Lust Room, on our palace balcony, or right here?” Eros asked in my ear. He had already started—I didn’t want him to stop now—but with everyone around, I wanted to leave. He growled deeply in my ear. “Because all I want to do is bend you against this table and pound into your tight, little pussy until you’re begging me to stop.”
My core tightened, and I continued to move my hips back and forth on him, the pressure in my core rising each time
. “At home,” I said… but I refused to move off him.
He snaked a hand back up my throat and pulled me closer to him, smirking against my neck. “Are you lying to me, Dani?” His voice was impeccably low in my ear, his scent chaining me to him.
“No.” Lie.
He chuckled, the sound making his chest rumble and my pussy tightened even more. “Haven’t I always told you that you’re a terrible liar?” he asked, fingers rubbing my clit again. I grasped the table and stared down at the dark wood, the candle flickering in my peripheral vision. Pleasure rose in my core.
Someone walked up to our table and slid into the booth in front of us. “Just the couple I was looking for.” My body shivered at the voice.
Lucifer smirked over at us, and I glanced up. God, we just couldn’t be left alone tonight, could we? I raised a brow at him, staring into those icy eyes that seemed to melt as soon as they flickered down to my breasts pushed against the table. “What do you want, Lucifer?” I asked through clenched teeth, trying to keep myself sane.
“Oh…” He chuckled, sat back, and swirled his drink. “Don’t let me stop you from fucking your woman, Eros. Carry on.”
I swallowed hard, placed two feet on the ground, and tried to stand. “Actually, we were just leaving to go back to Lus—”
Eros stood behind me, shoving me against the table, and grasping my hips hard. “No, we’re not,” he said, starting to pound into me. My eyes widened slightly, my hard nipples brushing against the upper cup of my bra. Lucifer stared between me and Eros, watching Eros’s biceps flex as he gripped my waist harder and harder.
“Eros,” I breathed out. “W-we should g-go.”
He pushed me down onto the table, hand slipping around my waist to rub my clit. My toes curled, and I grasped onto the wood to keep myself steady.
“So,” Lucifer said, watching me. “I was thinking about the Courting Pit and—”
“Lucifer…” I said through clenched teeth. I was in the middle of a sex bar getting pounded into by Eros, and Lucifer thought it’d be a good time to chat. “Can’t this wait?”
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