Demonic Desire (Becoming Lust Book 2)

by Destiny Diess

  “I knew something was fucked up with him,” Eros said. I led us down the path toward Dr. Xiexie’s offices. I didn’t know if he’d be there, but it was worth a damn shot. “I couldn’t sense his demon like I usually can with possessed humans, something was blocking the stench. It had to be his angel blocking it out.”

  Snow plummeted down around us, the wind picking up. I shook my head, still not understanding. “How couldn’t I know?” I asked, brows furrowed together. “I’ve known him for years—since we were children. Why couldn’t I sense it?”

  Eros shrugged his shoulders. “He must be less than an eighth part angel. One of his great-great-grandparents probably had angel blood.”

  I blew out a deep breath, watching the air turn white in front of my face, and gazed over Eros’s shoulder to see a half-passed out Trevon. His eyes were shining white again, a hazy film over them.

  The doors were closed, but the light was on in his office. I ripped open the doors, and we walked into the desolate halls, following the light gleaming out from his office.

  Without knocking—which was a mistake—I entered the room. A Lust sat on his desk with her legs spread, watching Dr. Xiexie… do whatever it was that he was doing to her. I made eye contact with him and raised a brow, glancing down for only a moment.

  Well… I scratched the back of my head and looked away… okay then.

  The Lust glanced at me—her eyes immediately widening—hopped off the desk, and bowed her head to me. “Commander.”

  “Out,” I said, not having time for pleasantries. She pulled up her black lacy panties and hurried out the door behind us. I closed it, and Eros put Trevon down onto the table. “Sorry for interrupting, but we have a problem.”

  Dr. Xiexie brushed it off like nothing happened and zippered his pants. Eros looked over at me, worry clear in his big, green eyes. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

  “Yes,” I said. Out of all the people in Hell that I knew, I trusted Xiexie the most. He had helped me with my Javier problem—to an extent—and had kept my angel a secret. And it helped that he feared me… even if it was just a tiny bit.

  “Trevon,” I said. Trevon started mumbling the hymn again and opened his eyes to stare directly at the eggshell-colored ceiling.

  Dr. Xiexie sucked in a deep breath. “Heavens…”

  I brushed my fingers over Trevon’s bicep, moving them back and forth to the beat. “This is my ex-boyfriend who has been possessed by three demons now. I can’t bring him back to Lust and I don’t have anyone on Earth that can monitor him until tomorrow. I’m asking you to watch him until after the ceremony. If you need to… study him. Just don’t hurt him.”

  Dr. Xiexie walked around the table to stare down into Trevon’s eyes. When they locked eyes, Trevon’s burned with a stronger intensity—so strong that Xiexie looked away. “He’s an angel now? Last time I saw him… he had been badly injured by the demons.”

  “You saw him before?”

  “Dr. Xiexie was the doctor that worked on him when I brought him here,” Eros said.

  I nodded and glanced at Eros, nervousness building inside of me. I didn’t want to leave him here, but I didn’t have anywhere else to bring him. T

  “I’ll do it for you,” Dr. Xiexie said. “But… I will need something in return. Hiding someone like him in Hell will be a gruesome task as he doesn’t have a demon scent to mask his angel.”

  “Anything,” I said.

  He looked me dead in the eye. “I need protection.”

  My brows furrowed. “Protection from what?”

  A sudden silence came over the room, and I almost shivered. “From what’s coming,” he said as if he knew something that I didn’t. I glanced from him to Eros and back. I wasn’t the only one who could sense danger close by. He could feel it too.

  “Deal.”

  Chapter 33

  We walked through the portal in complete silence. I wanted to cry my eyes out because this shit was damn hard, but I couldn’t get myself to shed a tear—not when people already thought of me as weak. I stepped through the portal to meet Esha’s stoic stare. “What’s wrong?” I asked, jaw twitching.

  My sadness was slowly transforming me into a wrathful bastard, and I couldn’t get myself to care. Not right now.

  Esha shook her head, opening the door for me to exit. “Nothing is wrong. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” She gave me a small smile, her tight black uniform pressed against her body from the wind.

  “I’m fine,” I said, looking over at Chastion as we walked toward the castle. While almost every city light was on, Rebel was amongst the brightest buildings in the city, glowing high in the deep pink night sky. “Watch Chastion tonight. Alert me if anything drastic happens.”

  After nodding her head, she deviated from the stone walkway and headed toward the town. I pressed my lips together and tried to ignore the stares from some Lusts on their way from other towns to Chastion. I didn’t have the time nor the self-control to listen to another insult and not do anything about it.

  Kasey had stirred up more than enough trouble to get people to distrust me, just by walking into my party. Everyone from tonight must’ve been in the city, talking shit about me now. About how weak I was. About how I couldn’t rule. About how I’d never live up to my father’s reputation.

  I wrapped my arms around myself, feeling another gust of wind from Pride and feeling so… alone. Why the fuck was this happening now? Why couldn’t it happen later? Tomorrow night? The next day?

  Palace guards opened the doors for me, and I walked into the room, heading straight for the bar where Luci and Jasmine were still talking. I needed something to pick me up, and I knew just the damn thing.

  “Dani, you need to relax,” Eros said, his hand on the small of my back.

  “How am I supposed to calm down?” I tore myself away from him and glared deep into his soft, green eyes. “First Kasey ruins the party. Next I find Trevon in my fucking office trying to take my father’s journal. Then I find out he has been possessed again by Samantha!” I inched closer to him and lowered my voice. “And did you forget that he’s half fucking angel?!”

  My heart raced, and I tried to calm down. I really, really did. But all I could think about was that tomorrow would be a literal shit-show because someone was trying to get dirt on me, someone was going to try to hurt me, steal my crown, and then take my kingdom.

  Eros placed his hands on my hips, fingers rubbing small circles on my skin. “Dani,” he said, his voice so soft it was almost angelic. “Look at me.”

  After taking another deep breath, I gazed up at him. A strand of his hair was curled on his forehead, his eyes shifted from a deep green to an even deeper black, his plump lips were curled into a smile.

  My brows furrowed, and I took a deep breath—suppressing Javier. “How am I supposed to calm down?” I asked again. “Javier hasn’t left me alone. From the moment Kasey walked into this room, he wanted me to slaughter everyone in it.” I shook my head. “All I wanted was for this one night to go smoothly because I know that tomorrow won’t.”

  He grasped my chin softly, fingers brushing against my jaw. “Just because tonight didn’t go as you planned doesn’t mean that tomorrow will end badly.”

  “Better it happen tonight than tomorrow,” Lucifer called from the bar. Both he and Jasmine were gazing in my direction, Luci with his signature smile and Jasmine with a sorrowful one. Lucifer took another sip of his drink. “Because that would’ve been a sight to see.”

  I rolled my eyes and balled my hands into fists against Eros’s chest. Luci just didn’t know when to shut the hell up, did he? Eros grasped my chin again and made me look up at him. “You are not losing your kingdom tomorrow,” he said with such confidence that I actually believed him. He rested his forehead on mine. “Someone might challenge you for your place, but you will not lose it.”

  His cinnamon drifted through my nose, and I relaxed even further in his hold. “Help me relax,” I whispered into h
is chest. “I just want a peaceful night tonight.”

  Eros grabbed my hand and guided me toward the bar. “Two Passion Delights.” I slid onto the seat next to him and rested my elbow against the counter to gaze at him. Jasmine slid a Passion Delight across the bar. I sipped it quickly, the alcohol going right to my head and making me feel so damn good.

  “Your commander is stressed, Jasmine,” Lucifer said. “Why don’t you help her out?”

  As soon as the words left his mouth, I tensed. Jasmine walked around the bar behind me and placed her soft, small hands on my shoulders, digging her thumbs into my back muscle. I glanced at Lucifer, then at Eros’s hazy green eyes, then I rolled my shoulders forward and sighed.

  “Commander, you’re so tense,” Jasmine said, breasts brushing against my back. She slipped one of her hands under my dress straps and swiftly pushed it off my shoulder. Eros brushed his foot against the inside of my calf under the bar, and I took a deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating cinnamon, apple, and chocolate-y mixture.

  God, they knew exactly what they were doing.

  “Relax,” she whispered into my ear. I swallowed hard, her arousal so damn strong that I couldn’t even think straight. She pushed the other strap off my shoulder, her nose in my hair. “You don’t want to be stressed for tomorrow, do you?”

  Eros slipped his hand between my legs, rubbing small, tortuous circles against the inside of my thigh. Lucifer chuckled and threw back the rest of his shot.

  “How long have you been thinking about this?” Jasmine whispered in my ear, wrapping her hands around my torso and brushing her fingertips against my hardened nipples through my dress. Moment by moment my dress was sliding down my breasts. I sucked in a breath, letting her trial her nails back and forth over them. A wave of pleasure rolled through me, and I moaned when she tugged on them.

  My nipples poked right through the silky red dress, and I pressed my thighs together. Eros slid his knee between my legs and scooted to the edge of his seat to rub me through my underwear. “Take it off of her, Jasmine,” he said.

  Jasmine trailed her fingers over the neckline of my dress and slid them down my breasts to my torso. His sweet scent filled my nostrils and made me clench even harder. Lucifer set his glass on the bar and walked between us. “Now we’re talking.” He took my nipples between his fingers and pulled me off the seat.

  And, then, he sat in my seat and pulled me onto his lap. His cock was pressed hard against my ass, and he took my breasts in his hand, fondling them lightly. He trailed his lips up the column of my neck, sucking gently on the skin below my ear. “Jasmine was telling me how much she wanted to play with your tight, wet pussy tonight.”

  My breath caught in the back of my throat, my eyes widening at her. She drew a finger up my thigh, bunching my dress up by my hips. I gazed between her and Eros, my heart pounding in my ears. He stood up and walked beside me, grasping my jaw in one hand and pulling my dress up with the other.

  “Would you like that, Dani?” he mumbled against my lips. Jasmine brushed her fingers up the inside of my thighs, getting so close to my pussy yet she didn’t touch me. Eros forced me to look up at him, his hazy black eyes driving me wild. “She’s not going to touch you until you answer me.”

  I glanced at her, watching her eyes filled with pure black sin. “Yes,” I breathed.

  Eros curled his lips into a smirk. “I bet your pussy is aching for her to touch it, isn’t it?” He trailed his hand up my other thigh and grasped Jasmine’s hand, pulling it to my wet panties. They touched me at the same time, rubbing my clit through the material. “Your panties are ruined for her.”

  Lucifer tugged on my nipples, pressing his hardness against my ass, and I let out another moan. Eros released Jasmine’s hand—letting Jasmine slip her fingers under the material and rub my clit. Pleasure pumped through my entire body, and I curled my toes. God, this couldn’t get any better.

  Eros wrapped his hand around my throat. “Touch yourself.”

  I slipped two fingers into my pussy and curled them exactly how I liked it. Lucifer took my other hand and placed it on Eros’s cock. I stroked him as quickly as I thrust my fingers into myself, wave after wave of pleasure rolling through me.

  “Put your fingers into Jasmine’s mouth and ask her if you taste good,” Lucifer said, tugging on my nipples again.

  Jasmine moved her fingers faster around my clit, and I clenched. I pulled my fingers out of me, and Jasmine eagerly accepted them in her mouth to suck off my juices. “Do I taste good?” I asked her. She closed her eyes in pure bliss. When she moaned in response. I brushed a finger across her bottom lip. “Then eat my pussy.”

  She crouched between my legs and placed her hot mouth on my clit, her tongue flicking out against it. I gripped onto Eros’s forearm, digging my claws into him, as I stared down at her. She pressed her mouth closer to me and slid her hands up my trembling legs. Eros ran his fingers down the column of my neck, and I stroked him faster—the pressure in my core rising.

  Jasmine brushed her fingers against my entrance, then pushed them inside of me, her mouth still pressed against my clit. Lucifer grinded his cock against my backside harder and groaned against my ear. “Ride her fingers, Dani.”

  I closed my eyes and moved my hips ever so slowly against her fingers. “Faster,” Eros said. I slipped my hand into his pants, taking out his dick, and moved my hips even faster. Jasmine rammed her fingers up into me, tongue flicking against my clit.

  “Oh, God,” I moaned, the mere friction against my clit driving me wild. Eros placed his lips on my neck, right where he knew melted me each time. A wave of pleasure rolled through me, my pussy tightened around her fingers.

  “Make sure she’s wet for us,” Lucifer said, slapping my breast.

  Jasmine moved her fingers faster, and I stopped—trying to squirm away from her, the pressure being too much. Too… damn… much.

  “Stay on it,” Eros said, hand tightening around my throat. “Cum all over her fingers. I want to taste it.” And, as soon as those words left his mouth, I screamed to the high heavens. A leg-trembling, toe-curling, body tingling orgasm ripped through my body, and I slowly relaxed against Lucifer.

  Jasmine licked her lips and pulled out her fingers. Eros grabbed her tiny wrist and sucked her fingers into his mouth. His eyes turned an even hazier black, and he groaned. After he licked off all my juices, he picked me up—bridal style—and walked to the stairs to our bedroom with Lucifer and Jasmine close behind him.

  Eros tore off my dress and bent me over the side of the bed while Lucifer laid back on the bed, pushed down his pants, and took his cock in his hand. I eagerly wrapped my hand around it and sucked him into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down on him. He reached for Jasmine’s hips and pulled her on top of him, pushing her panties out of the way and placing his mouth on her core.

  “Spread your legs wider, Dani,” Eros said, stepping between my legs and rubbing the head of his cock against my entrance. I spread my legs for him and closed my eyes. He placed sloppy wet kisses down my back, then wrapped his hand into my hair and pushed my head down on Lucifer’s cock until it hit the back of my throat. Eros slid into my wet pussy, and I clenched onto him.

  Oh, my God, he felt good. Almost too good after everything that had happened tonight.

  Lucifer groaned against Jasmine’s pussy as Eros bobbed my head up and down on him. Eros started thrusting hard into me from behind until my knees buckled. He wrapped his arm around my waist and held me up, his fingers teasing my clit.

  I threw my head back and parted my lips. “Please, more!”

  Eros pushed my head back down on Lucifer’s cock, forcing him all the way down my throat. My pussy continued to clench around him, becoming tighter and tighter. My nipples brushed against Lucifer’s thighs with each thrust, and I moaned on him again, my pussy pulsing.

  Eros gripped my hair roughly and pulled me up, pressing his lips against my ear. “Get on the bed.”

  I crawled onto the bed and po
sitioned Lucifer’s cock against my pussy. I slid down on his cock, pleasure rolling through me. Eros spit on his fingers, rubbed them against my ass, and then positioned himself behind me. He slowly pushed himself into me, and the pressure rose in my core. I rested my hands on Jasmine’s shoulders and arched my back, letting them thrust up into me.

  “Fuck, Dani…” Eros groaned against my ear. My pussy clenched, and I teetered on the edge of another orgasm. Jasmine took my face in her hands and pressed her lips to mine, her tongue slipping into my mouth, her hands playing with my breasts.

  Any moment… any damn moment and I would—She flicked my nipples with her fingertips, and I collapsed into her, moaning into her mouth. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled out of me as I felt Eros still inside of me.

  Tingles shot up and down my thighs, my mind hazy as I inhaled their scents. Lucifer groaned and pulled out of me, immediately cumming all over his stomach. I rested my head on Jasmine’s shoulder and slipped my hand over her core, rubbing softly. “Cum.”

  Her petite body started shaking uncontrollably, and she threw her head back and screamed, her pussy dripping all over Lucifer’s mouth. When she finished, I took a deep breath and rolled off of Lucifer, lying in bed next to Eros and staring up at the ceiling.

  God, I might’ve been half-angel, but that… that was something I’d sin for over and over and over again.

  Chapter 34

  Pink sunlight flooded in through our bedroom curtains, and I pulled the blankets over my head, hoping for one more hour of peace. In the distance, I could hear the rumble of demons in Chastion, preparing for today. I blew out a deep breath, my stomach in tight knots.

  The bed dipped beside me, and I turned onto my side and wrapped my arm around Eros’s unusually thin waist. “Please don’t leave yet, Eros,” I grumbled into his stomach. “I’m not ready for today.”

  He pulled the blankets down and brushed his fingers against my cheek, his touch softer and so much gentler than usual. “Dani,” a woman said. I blinked my eyes open, adjusting to the light, and stared up at Jasmine. A silky purple robe clung to her body, and her hair was pulled into a ponytail. She smiled at me. “Good morning.”