Devil Inside

by S. A. Price

  “What’s going on?” Abaxley said in a loud whisper.

  “What’s going on,” the pregnant woman said, she couldn’t remember what Bechar said her name was, “is that my captain and my baby daddy are going to take me over to the bar to get me some ginger ale ‘cause, hot damn, the energy in this room would have knocked me up if I wasn’t already.”

  “I went from one hell to another,” Eli said, ignoring everyone but the vision in front of her. “Long story. Don’t much feel like talking about it right now. Think the bruisers behind you would mind if I steal you for a bit?” She needed to get Alyx somewhere other than the middle of the ballroom or she might just end up on her knees with Alyx’s dress over her head with everyone watching.

  Holy shit, it was like her skin was on fire and the only thought in her head was take, take, take. Now, now, now.

  “Uh, Eli?” she heard Bech say and was confused by his tone but then she realized she’d taken another step closer to Alyx, their bodies a breath away from touch. The need grew.

  “They don’t get a say.” Alyx cocked her head and took Eli’s hand with a gasp, pulling her through the closest door into the dark hallway.

  Quiet, illuminated by low sconces, the hallway stretched beyond them both, creating an infinite feeling and she turned to her. “So?”

  “So...” Gods but Eli should be totally freaked out right now. There was no reason she could think of that her hormones and her brain were playing havoc on her. Yes, Alyx was beautiful, sexy, very bitable, but she didn’t know her. She usually at least got to know more than someone’s name and title before she wanted to fuck them into oblivion. But right then all she wanted, no needed, it was definitely a need to feel this woman’s body against her, the taste of her lips...

  “So,” she repeated, crowding into Alyx’s space and walking the princess backward until her back pressed against the wall, her body pressing flush against hers. “I have an insanely powerful need to kiss you.”

  Alyx grinned. “Ping,” she said and leaned in, pressing her lips to Eli, her arm wrapping around her waist.

  The inferno she’d been feeling was nothing compared to what happened when their lips met. Being the daughter of Satan and growing up in Hell, Eli knew a thing or two about fire. This feeling was on an entirely different level.

  Grabbing both of Alyx’s hands, she stretched her arms over their heads and against the wall, body pressing even tighter against hers, and deepened the kiss. Their tongues met in a sensual battle. While her entire essence told her to take, Eli planned on taking it in slow, seductive sips.

  ***

  Alyx’s body rolled with sensation, need, and heat. Eliora was hers, she could feel it, deep inside her soul. Her core pulsed, her head swam and she needed this woman sweaty and tangled in sheets, or the very least tangled with her on a bathroom floor. It didn’t matter, so long as they connected, and soon.

  The kiss was a sensual tease, the press of her body against Eli’s a sweet torture she wanted more of, sans clothes. Her nipples puckered, her clit throbbed, and she moaned into Eli’s mouth.

  The woman was fucking stunning, sex and lust rolled off her in waves. Alyx wanted.

  Needed.

  The ping of knowing thrummed inside her. She moaned again, loving the quiet restraint she was under. But fuck it needed to progress and she knew this, but couldn’t stop the roll and tug of the kiss.

  “Door behind you,” she heard someone whisper and immediately recognized Scur’s voice. Eli moved instantly, releasing the hold on her hands, letting them drop, but keeping one tucked in hers. She pulled her to the door Scur was indicating and her guard grinned at her. “I’ll keep watch, you have fun,” he said, grin growing even bigger.

  “Asshole,” she said as they ducked into the room. The second the door closed she pulled Eli to her again and grinned. “He’s going to go on this for days,” she murmured and nipped Eli’s lip.

  “Normally I would say he could join in, but I need you all to myself.” Eli’s lips moved over her jaw then down her neck, nipping and licking. “I don’t know what this is, but I need more of it.” Eli’s hand slid down over her hip. “Did I tell you, I love this dress?” Her hand found the slit and slipped under the material. “Really love this dress.” The heat from her palm caressed her thigh.

  “You and the rest of my guards,” she moaned. “Move your hand just a scant inch to the right and you will see why.”

  The ping in her head was turning into a drone, an endless tone that vibrated her psyche. The woman was hers, she knew it, knew without a doubt. She didn’t have a problem with a female guard, and the idea of Scur joining them sent a funny little thrill through her. “As to what this is...it’s guardship. You answered my call. Fuck yes, I’m a lucky woman.”

  “Is that what this is?” Eli said, her voice soft as her breaths came out faster and faster as her hand moved closer to discovering she wasn’t wearing anything under her dress. “Princess...” Fingers making their discovery, Eli stroked them along her pussy. “It seems you forgot something when you got dressed. And here I thought it was already my lucky night.”

  “I didn’t forget anything, that asshole outside hid all my underwear.” She breathed into Eli’s mouth and kissed her. “So, what do you plan on doing about it?”

  “Thank him later.” Eli kissed her softly, sliding her tongue along the seam of her lips. Pulling back, she smiled at Alyx then moved to her knees. “First I’m going to do what I’ve wanted to do since I saw you across the room.” Separating the material of her dress, Eli forced her legs wider then leaned in and flicked her tongue against her folds. She let out a moan and did it again.

  “Holy shit...” She breathed as she felt something inside her slither to the forefront. “Eli... Jesus...” Closing her eyes, she focused on the woman on her knees before her, on the sparks and essence that was rolling into her aura. Something was happening, something lovely, languid, and new.

  The world spun as she cried out, leaning her back against the wall. A closet. They were in a closet and Eli was on her knees in front of her making color bloom behind her eyes with a sweet swipe of her tongue.

  She felt the woman’s hand sliding up her thighs until her thumbs were spreading her open for more of her mouth. Eli moaned as she sucked on her clit before sliding two fingers deep inside her.

  “I...” she moaned as the orgasm twisted in her insides, as her sheath pulsed. “Eli!” she called out, the orgasm bouncing through her, turning her legs into jello. Then she felt it. Magic. Magic feathered through her body, a light caress that stuck, pulling like taffy on her aura. She cried out again, her hands going to Eli’s head, her fingers twining in the women’s honey-colored tresses. She was working magic with her mouth but more so, she was sliding inside Alyx so seamlessly. It didn’t punch in like Scur, or root like with Khalid. It was close to what she felt with Abaxley, but this was deeper, thicker, richer.

  She panted as her legs threatened to give out, her body on a rollercoaster of need. They weren’t finished, not by half. She needed to be rolling and sweaty with Eli, their bodies touching.

  “You taste like dark cherries,” Eli said as she gave one final lingering lick then stood. Her mouth was on hers a second later. This time it was all heat and passion. Bodies flush, tongues tangling. Eli wrapped her arms around her neck and rocked her hips. “I think they should burn your underwear so I know I can get to you at any time and do that again.”

  “I just might. Holy shit...” she murmured. “But I need you naked, like now. We need to finish this.” She looked around. “And we are in a goddamn closet.”

  “I think we can find a way to manage in a closet.” Eli kissed her again then stepped back, peeling out of her dress. It didn’t take long until she was standing there in nothing but a pair of red lace panties and stiletto heels. “I felt what happened when I made you come,” she said. “It felt like something cosmic connected between us. Tell me I wasn’t the only one that felt it and I’m not losing my mind
in a lust-filled haze.”

  Alyx grinned. She felt it. Good. “You are mine, Eli,” she said and pulled her close. “Unzip me, I can’t reach.”

  Leaning in, Eliora nipped and licked at her neck and ear, her hands running down her sides. Gods, sparks followed where she touched, the magic coalescing in her fingertips. As her fingers found the edge of Eli’s underwear, she slid then under, rolling them down her hips. “Fuck, you are so beautiful...” She leaned down and felt the crown on her head tilt. She reached up, pulled it off and dropped it, her mouth going to Eli’s collarbone.

  The sound of her zipper being pulled down echoed in the small room. “I’ve never belonged to anyone before,” Eli said and slid the strap on the dress down her shoulder before tugging it off. “But I’ve felt this restless need inside me for months.” Fingers trailed down her spine. “I don’t feel it anymore. I think I found what I’ve been looking for.”

  “You’re mine, part of my soul, Eli, but I’m not a one-woman girl...” She grinned. “You okay with sharing?” Gods, she better be. Losing this bright spot in the darkness? No, it couldn’t happen.

  “I’ve never been much of a traditionalist,” Eli said, her tongue streaking up her neck before she pulled her earlobe between her teeth. “As long as I get to have you, I really don’t care.”

  She wiggled slightly and let the dress pool at her feet. “Then you need to have me, cement this so we can go and celebrate.”

  Her right hand slid across Eli’s hip and then crossed to the junction of her thighs, cupping her. “I want to feel that magic click completely.” She kissed her as she slid her hand between her thighs. Heat, slick with honey and need, met her and she petted Eli, her other hand reaching up to pinch her nipple.

  “I believe I just had you, Alyx.” Eli spread her legs wider. One of her hands cupped the back of Alyx’s head while her other found her breast and tugged at the piercing. “A princess all pierced. I didn’t think you could get any sexier.”

  “What you did was fucking amazing but what we can do...” She grinned and then kissed, rubbing her body against her. They sank to the floor kissing, Alyx’s fingers sliding inside her, both on their knees. They settled further, kissing, their hands touching, pinching, tugging. They maneuvered ‘til they were sitting, legs entwined, her favorite position to be in with a woman. Tongues tangling, her hand between them working her new guard, the magic started to build once more.

  “Come for me, baby. I want to feel you shudder for me.” Gods, she wanted hours with this woman but she also knew she would be missed, they did have a party to get to. “I want hours with you Eli, to hear you squeal my name...”

  “Only if you’re squealing mine at the same time.” Eli’s head dropped back, her hips rocking, driving her finger further inside. “Gods, Alyx... I don’t remember anyone ever making me feel this good. Faster...” One of her hands found her breast and she squeezed, as if using it to hold on. Her other hand dipped between them and cupped her, the tip of her finger rubbing against Alyx’s clit.

  The magic built on itself as hips rolled, fingers played fasted, deeper. She hooked her fingers, just hitting her g-spot and leaned down, pushing Eli back as she took a nipple into her mouth. She tasted like peaches and rock candy, and Alyx realized she was never going to get enough of the taste of her girlfriend. The magic tingled down her spine and she whimpered, knowing the orgasm was going to shatter them both. Sucking hard on Eli’s nipple, she bit down as the orgasm tore through her and Eli, the magic wrapping itself around them. She felt the click, felt the second heartbeat, Eli’s as it became one with hers.

  “Fuck...yes...” she panted and licked and sucked at Eli anywhere she could reach. Her eyes blooming stars and petals and echoes. “Mine... My guard...my lover...mine...”

  “Alyx!” Eli cried out, body shuddering. Her new guard wrapped her body around her, tugging her closer, and kissed her hard and deep. “I don’t understand exactly what’s happening and I don’t need to. I only know that I want to belong to you, with you. Fuck, Alyx, I can feel you inside me, wrapped around my heart already, and I only just met you.”

  “You aren’t the only one.” She held her close and kissed her, their foreheads touching. “You are fucking divine, Eli. I literally could spend the rest of the night right here, though I think we need someplace more...comfortable to explore each other.” She grinned. “You are fucking amazing.”

  There was a knock on the door before it opened and Scur poked his head in. “While I would love to let the two of you stay in here and continue to make those fabulous noises, I believe your absence is starting to be noticed.”

  Eli kissed her again then untangled herself and stood, holding her hand out to pull Alyx back on her feet. Instead of starting to dress, Eli pulled her close and kissed her one more time.

  “You the one who hid her underwear?” she asked Scur.

  Her berserker smiled. “Guilty.”

  “Then I like you already.”

  “He’s in trouble for that,” she said “Come in, you asshole. Help me get zipped back into this thing.”

  “From what I heard a second ago you should be thanking me,” Scur said as he helped her back in her dress, his hands caressing over her skin as he did.

  “Well, I for one enjoyed getting to take advantage of his devious plan.” Eli stepped into her dress and shimmied it on, then bent back down and picked up her discarded underwear. “Tell you what, we can both go the rest of the night without any. Just know, every time I look at you, I’ll be remembering being on my knees with my head under your skirt.”

  Alyx groaned. “Don’t tease, I still have yet to taste you, love,” she said and pulled Eli to her, kissing her again. All she wanted was to drown in this woman...to be with her. “And as for you...” She turned to Scur with a stern look on her face that didn’t keep long. She smiled at him. “Thank you for keeping watch. How’s it going out there?”

  She heard the gong sound and blinked. “Shit. Dinner. Where is my crown? Shit...”

  Scur was already on it. He walked over to the other side of the closet and snatched it up. Eli fixed her hair, before Scur set the crown back on her head. “There, perfect,” he told her and kissed her. “Now, I do believe it’s time to get you back to your guests.” He swatted her ass then went to hold the door open.

  Alyx took Eli’s hand. “Eli, Scur...Scur, Eli. Let’s find Khalid and Abaxley, they should know before everyone gets an eyeful.”

  6

  Khalid looked around the ballroom, trying to see if he could spot his lavender-haired princess. It had been at least thirty minutes since she and Eliora had disappeared and he was trying hard not to think about what the two of them were doing. Although he knew exactly who the woman was to Alyx. He, himself, had felt the connection when Eli had approached them, same as he’d felt with Scur and Abaxley.

  Eliora belonged to Alyx, which in turn meant she belonged to all of them as one of Alyx’s guards.

  Having a female among the guards didn’t bother him, having the two of them disappear in the middle of a party the princess was throwing...well, timing wasn’t exactly perfect. Looking down at his watch, he sighed. As much as he didn’t want to have to break up their introductions, he was going to have to.

  “Lost your princess already.” Khalid looked up to see Riven and Quade standing in front of him, both expressionless, but neither could hide the mirth dancing in their eyes.

  “I might not know where she is, but I know what she’s doing,” he told his fellow huntsman.

  “He’s in denial,” Quade said. “Alyx has run off with the daughter of Satan. I mean really, how does one compete with that?”

  “Said from the guy who shares his princess with a god. A literal god,” Khalid said.

  “And share I do,” the puca said with a grin. “Riven and I were just talking about your little hunt. Gobeth and Nihar filled me in. If you need anything, you’ll let us know, right?”

  “Of course. If the two of you could work with J
ed on turning the goblin stronghold over to the Hunt...”

  Riven nodded. “Solid plan and it will be useful. My cousin said after Jedreck brought Afton into the fold, they’ve been talking about opening the Hunt to anyone who can handle the life. They’ll need the extra space.”

  “I was thinking the same thing.” His eyes moved around the room again, but still no sign of Alyx, or Scur for that matter. He inwardly cursed. “I’ll call you guys later, give you more of a rundown. Right now...”

  “You need to find your female,” Riven finished for him. “I’m going to go do the same thing. Might want to hurry, heard dinner was going to be served soon.”

  Khalid said his goodbyes and headed toward where Abaxley was speaking to Gobeth. “Pardon me, Gobeth, but I need to borrow this one.” Gesturing over to the one of the doorways leading to the hall, he led Bax over to where no one would hear them. “You seen Alyx anywhere?”

  “Not since the hot as fuck chick undressed her with her eyes and they stole out of the ballroom.” He frowned. “Where is Scur?”

  Khalid raised a brow. “Do you really need to ask that question? He followed after them and I haven’t seen him since. Come on, we need to find them before dinner starts. We should check the coat closet first. This seems like a coat closet kind of situation,” he said with a laugh.

  “Coat closet situation...” Abaxley shook his head. “What are we going to walk into?”

  “Yeah, coat closet,” Khalid said, leading them down a darkened hall just off the ballroom. “Scur watches a lot of weird movies, but every time someone wants to get it on, they end up in a coat closet.” They barely made it a third of the way down the hall when a door opened and Scur walked out, shit-eating grin on his face.

  “Your clothes aren’t wrinkled,” Khalid said with a raise of his brow and a hint of surprise in his voice.

  Scur’s grin got bigger. “I was a complete gentleman. Was wondering when you two were going to search her down.”

  “She’s been gone a while.” Abaxley arched a brow as Alyx walked out with Eli in tow. “Figured something was going down.”