Demonic Desire (Becoming Lust Book 2)

by Destiny Diess

  “Let it control you.”

  My visions blurred with red and black streaks. I dug my claws into Eros’s thigh, my fangs aching. I closed my eyes and inhaled the aromatic scent of apples and only apples.

  “Lucifer,” Eros warned.

  “Surrender yourself to all those devilish thoughts.”

  Something inside of me snapped, and I turned around, snatching his jaw in my hand. It felt so fragile, like I could break it within seconds. Lucifer’s wicked icy eyes gazed into mine. “Somebody’s growing a backbone.”

  I growled and gazed down at Lucifer’s soft lips. Apples. His scent grew stronger by the second. I inhaled deeply, and Eros grasped my hand tightly to hold me back from taking everything from Lucifer. My head snapped in Eros’s direction, and I snatched his chin in my other hand, my lips parting in pure delight.

  Two souls to feed me.

  “Do it, Dani,” Lucifer whispered in my ear. “Kiss him. Take his soul.”

  My eyes flickered to Eros’s lips, the lips I had kissed so many times. I tugged him closer to me and pressed my lips to his, succumbing to all my sinister thoughts. His lips tasted like cinnamon; His mouth tasted like cinnamon; His breath tasted like cinnamon… but I craved apples. Delicious apples.

  “Why don’t you share all that pent-up tension?” Lucifer said to me.

  I pulled Lucifer closer and pressed my lips to his. Something about him tasted different than Javier. I felt that power, that energy transferring between our lips. My hand curled around his throat, and I tugged him even closer.

  He tasted like Heaven and Hell, like the good and the bad, like pure sin.

  My demon took control. I shoved him down onto the couch next to me and crawled on top of him. Lust ran through my veins. An insatiable urge for power built in my core. I wanted as much as I could get. I squeezed his throat tighter, yet no matter how hard I squeezed, nothing happened.

  No soul. No death. No divine feeling rushing through my veins.

  Lucifer pulled away, eyes playful. “What’s wrong, Dani? Can’t take my soul?” he asked. I stared down at him, brows furrowed in confusion. Why hadn’t it happened? “Your little magic doesn’t work on me.”

  Eros growled. “That’s not how it works, Lucifer, and you know that.” He grabbed my wrist to pull me away, but Lucifer placed his hands on my hips and stared up at me with those sinister blue eyes.

  “How does it work then, Eros?” Lucifer’s fingers slipped under my shirt and moved in small circles against my bare hips. I swallowed hard, my hunger for power being replaced with a need for lust. He curled his fingers into my skin. “You can control it, Dani.” He smirked. “When you really want to.”

  Chapter 23

  “She has nothing to worry about, Eros,” Lucifer said, wrapping his arms around my waist and sitting up. The scent of apples drifted into my nose, making my head feel hazy again. And though I didn’t fully trust his words, I found comfort in them because I couldn’t take Lucifer’s soul and because his cold thumbs were rubbing small, rhythmic circles around my hips.

  His eyes were like pools of ice, layer after layer of blue. He tilted his head to the side, his full lips curling into a smirk and strands of his platinum hair falling into his face. Lust pumped through my body, and I broke our gaze and glanced at Eros.

  I could smell his arousal from watching me straddle one of his greatest friends. And I relaxed further on Lucifer’s lap, feeling his hardness underneath me, and reached for Eros’s hand. “Come.”

  Eros clenched his jaw, gaze drifting from me to Lucifer who pulled me even closer until my breasts pressed against his chest. “You do want to prepare your woman for the Courting Pit, don’t you?” Lucifer asked, pressing his hips against my core.

  Though I didn’t need to spend another night with Lucifer, I had been craving it. Something about him being inside of me, about Eros watching us, about me being filled with passion made me ache for more.

  I grinded my hips into Lucifer’s, letting Eros watch, and then pulled Eros onto the black leather couch with us. Eros settled next to Lucifer, his black eyes on me. I placed my hand on his black jeans, squeezing his thigh lightly, claws digging into the thick material.

  He brushed his fingers against my chin, making me look at him. Tingles erupted on my skin, my heart racing in my chest. “Well,” Eros said, lips brushing against mine. “I’m waiting.”

  He didn’t have to tell me what he was waiting for in order for me to know. I grinded my hips harsher against Lucifer, my core tightening. His cock was hard against the front of his pants, pressing against me. All I could remember was the last time he was inside of me, pounding me against the bed, and Eros watching from the corner.

  My hand traveled to the front of Eros’s pants, and I wrapped my fingers around his bulge, grasping his cock and rubbing it back and forth at the same pace I moved my hips on Lucifer.

  Groaning softly, he relaxed against the back of the couch for the first time tonight. Cinnamon drifted through the air, mixing with the fresh scent of apples. Eros placed his hand on mine and moved it with me. With every moment, he was growing harder and bigger. “Touch me,” I whispered, my core aching. “Please.”

  Lucifer snuck his hands under my shirt and slowly peeled it off my body, leaving me in a lacy black bra. His chilling fingers brushed over the thin lace, making my nipples hard. Eros grasped my chin softly. “Take off your clothes for us, Dani,” he said.

  My pussy clenched, breath catching in the back of my throat. I crawled off Lucifer and stepped out of my pants, standing in my panties. Both of the men relaxed against the couch and stared at me.

  “Everything,” Eros said, eyes lingering on my hips. I gulped and reached behind me, undoing my bra, letting my straps fall down my shoulders, and throwing it off of me. My breasts fell out of it, bouncing slightly. Lucifer smirked at me and placed a hand against the front of his pants. Goosebumps rose on my skin, my nipples hardening even more at the frozen air. I crossed my arms over my chest to keep warm.

  “Drop your arms,” Lucifer said.

  “But it’s cold.”

  “And?” he asked, eyebrow cock. “I want to see your tits.”

  I clenched, dropped my arms, and glanced at Eros who looked at me and then my underwear. “I said, ‘everything,’ Dani. Let’s see how wet you are for us.”

  After taking a deep breath, I pulled down my underwear and kicked them to the side with my foot, standing completely naked in front of two damn-sexy demons. “Are you wet?” Eros asked. When I nodded, he smirked. “Show me…” He cocked a finger in my direction. “Come.”

  I crawled onto the sofa next to him, and he pulled me over his knee, rubbing his hand against my ass. I placed my palms on Lucifer’s thigh and gave Lucifer a hot open-mouthed kiss on his lips.

  Eros smacked my ass hard, making my skin tingle. I let out a soft moan, my pussy clenching. He did it again, and my breasts bounced against Lucifer’s chest. Lucifer fondled one of them, tugging lightly on my nipple. Eros slapped me again, and I rested my forehead against Lucifer’s, letting out another moan.

  Eros grabbed my horn and pulled me back. “Get his cock wet before you ride it,” he said into my ear. Lucifer undid his pants and pulled out his hard cock. My eyes widened slightly, but I arched my back and dipped my head, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock.

  When I started to slowly take him into my mouth, Eros trailed his fingers lower and lower down my ass until he was playing with my folds. “So wet, Dani,” he mumbled, sliding his finger into me. He pushed my head further on Lucifer’s cock until he hit the back of my throat. My cheeks flushed, not even having all of him inside of me yet.

  I gagged and took more of him into my mouth, my eyes watering. “Deeper, Dani,” Eros said. Pressure built in my core, the feel of Eros’s fingers moving skillfully inside of me, curling at just the right angel and at just the right time.

  My lips met the base of Lucifer’s hips, and I tried to breathe through my nose. Eros pumped his fing
ers into me, and I clenched harder. When I needed to breathe, I pulled away and Eros pulled his fingers out of me, rubbing my ass again. “Good girl,” he said, releasing my horn.

  Lucifer kicked off his pants and pulled me on top of him, his fingers digging into my waist. I sat on his cock, his head pressing against my entrance. Eros watched as I placed my hands on Lucifer’s chest and slowly lowered myself onto him. The pressure grew in my core.

  My claws dug into Lucifer’s chest, and I moved my hips back and forth on his cock, the pain being quickly replaced with pleasure. Lucifer spit on two of his fingers, reaching behind me to gently rub them against my ass, preparing me for Eros.

  I moaned softly and arched my back even harder. Eros leaned closer to us and rubbed his fingers against my clit. “Does that feel good?”

  I furrowed my brows and clenched hard on Lucifer, heat warming my core. “Fuck her harder,” Eros said to Lucifer. They both sat back and watched me as Lucifer pumped faster into me, hitting my cervix and making me clench. “Faster,” Eros said.

  Lucifer gazed over at him, eyes on his lips. “Faster?”

  Eros stared back at him, black eyes hazier than I had seen them in a long time. The tension between him and Lucifer was almost unbearable but so very hot. Eros’s fingers continued to rub small circles around my clit, driving me higher and higher.

  Their lips were inches apart from each other. Eros glanced over at me with struggle in his eyes. All I wanted was for them to press their lips to each other, to kiss while they both touched me.

  “Do it,” I whispered, staring between them, my brows furrowing together. Eros turned back to Lucifer, his nose grazing against his. “Please, it’ll make me cum,” I said, trying to hold out.

  And when Eros pressed his lips to Lucifer’s lips, I bucked my hips back and forth, letting out a loud moan. Wave after wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body as they kissed. Their tongues wrapping together, their soft lips on each other’s. My legs trembled as I continued to ride out my orgasm.

  I stared at them, like Eros had stared at me and Lucifer weeks ago. Something about the way they touched each other, about the way their lips moved in sync made me feel like they’ve done this before together. It felt so natural and so utterly passionate.

  Eros pulled away, wrapped his hand around the back of my head, and placed his lips onto mine, kissing me hard. Then he stood up and walked behind me, taking off his clothes. I listened to his pants unzip and felt him press into my backside.

  He grasped one of my horns, pulling me to the side, and placed his lips on my neck, sucking on the skin. When I let out a throaty moan, he pushed himself inside of me, so both of them were filling me up. I threw my arms around Lucifer’s shoulders, pressing my breasts into his chest and letting them both fuck me as they wanted.

  Letting them have me was… liberating. I didn’t understand why. I didn’t understand how, but a feeling of vigor washed over me when I was with them, a feeling that made me feel powerful and alive.

  Lucifer grabbed my ass, spread it apart for Eros, and buried his face into my hair. I tugged on the ends of his and moaned, letting Eros thrust into me hard from behind. After a few more hard thrusts, Lucifer bucked his hips hard into me and came inside of me.

  After hearing Lucifer groan, Eros grabbed my horn, pulled me back, and pressed his lips to mine. I kissed him back hard—riding out one of the best damn orgasms of my life. And that simple feeling of passion and fervor, of desire and sin, could and would destroy me one day.

  Chapter 24

  The next day, Eros and I locked ourselves away in our palace to prepare for the Courting Pit and the Crowning Ceremony. With everything happening lately, it was difficult to keep track of the days. But there was less than a week left, and I was beyond nervous.

  I walked from our bedroom to downstairs, tightening my red silk robe around my waist. The scent of Fervor Crisps and milk drifted through the castle, and I followed it, thinking I’d find Eros in the kitchen.

  So many thoughts had plagued my mind last night, the biggest one being that Javier was still lurking inside of me, but hopefully he’d be gone after today because I would be spending time with the people I cared about.

  After pushing open the kitchen door, my eyes widened. “Commander,” Jasmine said, giving me a small smile and gesturing toward a seat at the table. “Good morning.” Instead of her typical tight black dress she wore at The Lounge, she was wearing a fitted blush-colored dress with a swooping neckline, sleeves that hung off her shoulder, and ruffles near the knees.

  All my worries seemed to disappear when she turned my way, her breasts pressed tightly against her dress. I swallowed hard and tried to push away my sinful thoughts. Eyes on the table, Dani. Eyes on the damn table.

  I sat, a blush crawling onto my cheeks, and kicked my legs back and forth. Her skin was a mocha-color, cute little freckles on her nose. She wasn’t just sexy. Jasmine was beautiful. A true demon of Lust.

  She placed a strawberry strudel in front of me. “For you,” she said, gazing at me, her eyes a hazy brown. I watched the strawberry cream ooze out of the crisp dough and pressed my thighs together. Calm, Dani, calm.

  “What are you doing here?” I asked, carefully breaking off a piece with my fork.

  Cinnamon floated through the room, followed by quick footsteps. “You wanted her here, didn’t you?” Eros curled his hand around my throat from behind, making me look up at him, and placed a kiss on my lips. When he pulled away, he smirked down at me, his dark brow arched. “Hmm?”

  “Yes,” I said, cheeks flushing even more. “I did.”

  “Good morning, Lord Eros,” Jasmine said, bowing her head.

  Eros nodded his head and sat across from me. “Good morning, Jasmine.” He grabbed a plate of Fervor Crisps from Jasmine and bit into one. “You’ll be free on Thursday night for the party before the Crowning, correct?”

  Jasmine nodded her head. “Yes,” she said, glancing at me. “I’m free for whatever you or Commander Dani would like me to do.”

  I swallowed my food and thought about letting her do more than just cook for us.

  Eros eyed me from across the table, then looked back at her. “We need one more bartender,” he said. “Unless… Dani has other plans for you that night.”

  “No.” The word came out quicker than I wanted it, making me sound suspicious. My cheeks flushed, and I stared down at the plate. Every time she was near me, every time I smelt her sweet scent of chocolate, every time she smiled at me—even if it was just a flirty smirk from across the bar—it made me excited, flustered, and even embarrassed. Though Lust demons mixed with each other all the time, I had grown up in a different culture where liking someone else while in a relationship was a HUGE no, nevermind flirting with someone else.

  Thankfully, Eros leaned across the table and plopped a crisp into my mouth. “Lucifer wants to meet at The Lounge today, so I’ll be there for most of the day. You’re welcome to come.”

  I shook my head, trying to think clearly. “God, Lucifer likes you.”

  Eros glanced down, staying quiet for a few moments. “I’m the only one who can tolerate his pride for more than a few hours. Of course, he likes me,” he said with a smirk.

  But there was more. Ever since that kiss the other night… I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Something about them together like that made me curious about what exactly they were to each other.

  Part of me wanted to pry, but the other part of me couldn’t stop glancing over at Jasmine who had turned away and was very sensually watching the extra strawberry cream drip off a spoon and into a brown glass bowl.

  Eros smiled at me and stood. “Well, if you’re not coming, I’ll be off.”

  My eyes widened. “Um… maybe you should stay a bit longer… I, um…” I glanced at Jasmine, my core clenching. She brought the spoon to her lips—her eyes on me—and licked off the cream.

  Instead of saving me, like I wish he had, Eros chuckled. “I’m sure you’ll enjo
y Jasmine’s company just fine.” Then he walked right out the door.

  Jasmine watched me from the other side of the kitchen, still playing with the bowl of cream and her spoon. I glanced over at her, a wave of heat warming every inch of my body. She smiled and stepped toward me, trailing her finger against the counter. “Do I make you nervous, Commander?”

  God, this woman said six damn words, and I was a goner already. If anyone knew how to flirt, it was her. More than the Triad. More than Lucifer. Hell, almost more than Eros… but nobody could surpass him.

  “I didn’t say you did,” I said, sitting back and trying hard not to break, afraid that if I let myself get too excited, Javier would take control. But my entire damn body betrayed me when I stood up, grabbed my plate, and walked over to her.

  “Have you had breakfast?” I asked, breaking off a piece of strudel with my fork. She stepped closer and brushed her fingers against my forearm. My nipples hardened against my silk robe, and she glanced down at them and smirked.

  You’re in control, Dani. Act like it.

  I placed the plate on the counter next to her and pushed the fork to her lips. “Eat,” I said. She wrapped her full lips around the fork and sucked off the strawberry cream. “Do you like it?”

  Her eyes clouded with haziness, and she stepped closer to me, breasts brushing against my arm. “I rather be eating something else.”

  “Yeah?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. All I wanted her to do was push me against the counter, slip her hand under my robe, and do things to me I had only let Eros do. “Why don’t you?”

  She stepped between my legs and pushed me against the counter. “Is that what you want?” she mumbled against my ear, sliding her leg between mine, making my robe fall open to the side. Her eyes were a hazy black mess, and strands of her hair were falling into her face. “Because I’ll do anything to please my commander.”