Infernal God (Claimed By Lucifer Book 3)

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by Elizabeth Briggs


  His eyes flickered with interest. “An orgy? How very old school. You know I'm down for it.”

  "Maybe some other time." I laughed and pressed my palm to his chest as I lifted away from his body. “I call the shower first.”

  I paused for a fraction of a second, knowing what I’d hear next.

  “Let’s conserve water," Lucifer drawled, as he stood in all his naked glory.

  I grinned. Fine, maybe the party shit could wait a little bit longer.

  I looked out over our friends and family the same way I had after the final battle with Pestilence and Death, but this time the air around me rang with laughter rather than the aftermaths of battle. Today everyone we loved was gathered to celebrate Aurora's first birthday, and I couldn't be happier. Tents had been set up around our garden once again with outdoor couches and tables, and a huge buffet stood at one side, along with an open bar, naturally. Lucifer wouldn't have it any other way.

  I glanced around for my daughter, and spotted her with Demeter. Of course. Demeter had perhaps the greatest patience for holding Aurora’s hand while she tottered along, trying so hard to walk. Round and round the garden, her chunky little thighs carrying her forward, while her wings tried to lift her up.

  Balloons waved here and there in the air, and Aurora reached for them, flying up, up, up, then sending them bouncing away with her clumsy attempts to capture them. Demeter caught her and smiled, kissing her cheeks, doting her with grandmotherly love. Demeter was still a bit frosty with me and Lucifer, but she had nothing but warmth for Aurora.

  Behind her, Lilith sat with Brandy and Asmodeus, holding little Isaac as he bounced on her lap. She looked positively smitten with her own grandchild, while Samael, Baal, and Gabriel chatted beside her. Olivia, Lilith's daughter with Gabriel, came to sat with her, taking the baby from her arms with a smile. Callan, Marcus, and Bastien dropped onto a table nearby, and I smiled at this huge family Brandy had somehow gotten herself involved with. I bet she'd had no idea what she was getting into when she fell for Asmodeus, but judging by her smile and the love her son was getting, she didn't mind one bit.

  They were my family too, of course. Olivia was tied to my son and my nephew, making us all connected. I wouldn't have it any other way.

  "Nice party," Zel said, draping an arm over my shoulder. "Am I allowed to give Aurora her daggers yet?"

  I sighed and laughed, all at once. "Not for another few years."

  "Damn. I was so looking forward to beginning her training."

  I leaned against my best friend. "She's still too young, but in a few years you can teach her everything you know. I can't imagine a better mentor for her."

  Zel grumbled. "Fine, I guess I can wait a little longer. At least until she's walking properly."

  "Thank you." I studied her face, searching for signs of sadness. "But is this enough for you? Are you happy here with us?"

  Zel shrugged. "I'm content. I have purpose. I'm with people I love. That's enough for me."

  I nodded slowly, but hoped one day Zel would be able to find love again, even though her mate had died. Was it possible to have a second fated mate? I wasn't sure, but at this point I'd settle for Zel meeting a nice woman who made her smile.

  I searched the party for my sons, and spotted Damien and Kassiel sitting together at the far edge of the tents while drinking beers. Relaxing together, trading quips, and rubbing Cerberus's many heads as he tried to steal the cheese off their plates. But where was Belial?

  I spotted him standing by himself, gazing out at the ocean. He had his hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans, and the wind whipped at his dark hair. My heart clenched at the sight of him, worried something was wrong, but then Lucifer joined him there and the two of them spoke softly to each other. Whatever they said was lost on the wind before it reached my ears, but I was just happy they were speaking again.

  Belial still seemed different, but he swore that he was fine, and I wasn't sure what—if anything—I could do for him at this point. Like me and Lucifer, he had to learn how to deal with being an Elder God, with Death being a permanent part of him now, and everything that entailed. It wasn't easy, but Lucifer and I were there for him if he had any problems. As for the matter of his missing soul...well, I still wasn't sure what that meant, but I would find out. When Lucifer and I put our minds to something, nothing could stop us.

  As I continued to watch the party guests, Lucifer moved behind me, resting his hands on my hips and pressing a kiss to my neck. "What are you thinking about?"

  "Fate," I said. "Life. Love."

  He nuzzled my neck. "Sex?"

  A short laugh escaped me. "Is that all you think about?"

  Lucifer’s hand had already drifted to my ass. "When you wear skimpy little dresses like that, yes."'

  "Later," I said, a promise I intended to keep. "After the guests have gone."

  "I'm holding you to that."

  True to his word, Lucifer found me out on the balcony later that night. The party was finished, Aurora was in bed, and I was staring at the ocean, much like Belial had done earlier.

  "Still thinking about love?" Lucifer asked, as he moved toward me. He was shirtless now, wearing only black slacks that fit his body perfectly.

  "With you? Always."

  "You did make me a promise." His hands skimmed along my sides, as he raised up the dress I was wearing to expose my thighs. "I had an idea... Something we haven't done in many years."

  My eyebrows darted up at that. "What would that be?"

  He yanked the dress off me, while at the same time his shadow magic ripped off everything I'd been wearing underneath. Then he dropped his own trousers, freeing his impressive cock.

  He took my hand as his black wings stretched out behind him. "Come with me, love."

  My own silver wings extended, and together we flew up into the night, both of us completely naked, though Lucifer's shadow magic kept us hidden from anyone who happened to look up. Once we were hovering above our estate, I took it all in, enjoying the view of our home. Our palace on Earth.

  But that wasn't why Lucifer had brought me up here. He drew me toward him, his wings spread wide behind him, and then his mouth crashed down on mine while his hands found my thighs again. His kiss was rough and demanding, as were his fingers as he moved across my skin. My desire immediately spiked as I realized what he had in mind.

  I brought my hands to Lucifer’s shoulders and his muscles flexed and moved beneath my touch as he continued to trail kisses over me. Wet, open-mouthed kisses down my neck. A hint of teeth. The flick of his tongue over my collarbone, and the soft caress of his fingers over my breasts, spiraling my nipple until it hardened and I arched against him.

  "I see I have your attention now," he said with a smirk.

  “Mmhmm.” I threaded my fingers into his hair as his lips closed over my nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. Then he moved his ministrations to my other breast and his cock rested hard and heavy against my thigh. I grinned as he drew back and forth across my skin a little. “I see I’m not the only one at attention.”

  “If only you knew how you’ve tormented me over the centuries. Able to make my body respond with just a glance, or the sound of your breathing, your fragrance lingering in a room after you’ve left...”

  “I know exactly what you mean.” I tugged on his hair, wanting his mouth back on mine, while my wings flapped slowly behind us to help keep us aloft. The wind blew lightly against us, the night air cold aganst my skin, but I knew Lucifer's touch would keep me warm.

  He obliged me, his lips widening into a grin before they captured mine and his tongue slipped into my mouth, slow and smooth and seeking something, but in no hurry. Taking his time because we suddenly had plenty of it. No emergencies, no one to fight, no one in danger.

  I kissed him back, reveling in our freedom, and I worked my hand beneath his body and mine, tracing the valleys between his muscles, then down to stroke his cock, which hardened even more as he drew a sharp breath.r />
  “Tease.”

  “You wouldn’t have me any other way.” I laughed and pressed a kiss to his throat.

  “I’d have you every other way, Hannah.” He gripped my legs and spread them around his hips, while his black wings beat behind him. “All the ways. And I’ll have you now.”

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and ground against him. “Promises, promises.”

  While we hovered in the air, he rolled his hips forward, and the head of his cock probed between my folds. I tightened my legs around him as he filled me completely, making me cry out with the perfection of it. I dropped my head back as I savored the feel of him inside me. The closest two people could get. Two mates, joined together as one, our souls intertwined as much as our bodies were. We were the king and queen of night, and we consumated our love amongst the stars.

  Lucifer's hands were on my hips as he began thrusting into me, using his wings to propel him forward with more momentum. He started out slow and easy, hard and deep, but then I used my own wings to push back against him, making our pace speed up. He grunted and suddenly flew up higher, impaling me on his cock as we became one with the night, reaching for the moon, and I held onto his shoulders and let him take me for a ride.

  We shot through the air, moving faster than should have been possible, our bodies joined together. Fucking in the air was like nothing else I'd ever experienced, a true give and take, and every thrust was met with a flutter of wings to keep us aloft. Lucifer's feathers brushed against me, their delicate touch the perfect contrast to his demanding movements. His fingers were almost bruising against me as he moved my body against him, hitting just the right spot every time.

  We had sex as only gods could, pumping stronger and faster than any mortal could take, our pleasure heightened by the power coursing through us and the way our wings kissed the air as they moved. I reached up to stroke his feathers, and he let out a loud groan.

  “Fuck, Hannah. Come for me.” His breaths came faster as he pummeled me. "I want to feel you squeeze my cock as you lose control."

  “When I’m ready.” I wanted to drag this out as long as possible, but I couldn't stop the pleasure building inside me. He was too good. He was touching all the right places, and soon all I could do was gasp and moan as he took me harder and faster. His hands rested on my ass, kneading me there, demanding I follow his orders.

  "I said, come for me," he growled, as his cock plunged deep.

  I arched back against him, my wings flaring out as the orgasm flooded me with heat and power. Lucifer groaned too as I tightened up around his cock, my legs still squeezing around his hips, unwilling to let him go until he'd fully released himself inside me. He pushed upward one last time as we clung to one another, our wings barely keeping us afloat as overwhelming pleasure made us lose control of ourselves.

  "I love you," he said, burying his face in my neck. "Across every lifetime. For all eternity."

  "I love you too. Always."

  We pulled apart so we could do a few lazy laps over our home, but our hands stayed intertwined the entire time. As I gazed over at my mate, his eyes bright under the twinkling stars and soft moonlight, all I felt was love and peace. Against all odds, Lucifer and I had found each other across hundreds of lifetimes, and managed to defeat the curse that kept separating us. We overcame Death, and finally took down Pestilence. We no longer had to live in fear of what Adam might do to us, or to our children. We were free.

  Most importantly, we'd brought our family back together—and we'd resolved to never let it be torn apart again, no matter what threats we might face in the future. Whatever happened, we were ready for the next chapter of our story.

  It was time to live.

  THANK YOU for reading Infernal God! I hope you enjoyed it! Lucifer and Hannah’s story is complete, but make sure you check out Belial’s series, starting with Death Lord - coming soon!

  Want more in this world? You can read the story of Olivia, Kassiel, and her other mates in Seraphim Academy. Turn the page to read the first chapter!

  Also, I'm working on a novella about Brandy and Asmodeus now. It'll be free and exclusive to newsletter subscribers, so make sure you sign up to read it when it’s done!

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  Excerpt from Seraphim Academy 1: Wicked Wings

  To find her brother, this succubus will tempt angels to fall…

  Chapter One: Olivia

  Seduction is a dangerous game, but one I have no choice but to play. And, as I’ve learned from my mother, seduction and deception often go hand in hand.

  They do tonight, anyway.

  I move through the party and try to ignore the growing hunger inside me. It's hard at times like this, when music is pulsing, drinks are flowing, and bodies are dancing a little too close. Inhibitions are down, temptation is in the air, and boy does it smell sweet. To me, at least.

  I find a corner where I can survey the crowd, trying not to get too close to anyone. College kids at various levels of drunkenness dance, play beer pong, and try to talk over the loud beat of the music. A guy standing off to the side catches my eye and gives me a warm smile. He’s got the face and shoulders of a small-town college football hero, and for a second I’m tempted. I picture digging my nails into those broad shoulders as I ride him hard, but I quickly glance away. He looks like a nice guy. The kind who wants to take it slow and brings you flowers on your first date. The kind I avoid.

  Trust me, I’m doing him a favor.

  A guy with sleeve tats and a dark goatee walks into the room with a “don’t-fuck-with-me” vibe. I bet these rich snobs invite him to parties for one reason alone: he sells drugs. He’s exactly the kind of man I need tonight.

  Chester’s hand clasps my elbow possessively. “There you are.”

  “I was waiting for you.” I flash him a fake smile. He’s one of those kids who only got into USC because his parents bribed someone. Sandy blond hair with a perfect curl over his eye, dark green polo shirt, expensive smile—you know the type. His confidence makes him more attractive than he really is, as does his money. This is his house—bought by his parents so he wouldn’t have to live in a dorm with the common folk—and his party. It’s St Patrick’s Day, he’s wearing a “I’m Not Irish, Kiss Me Anyway” pin that lights up, and his breath smells like whiskey. It takes a good bit of acting not to cringe away from his touch, but Mother taught me well.

  We met in the bar where I work, where he flirted with every girl he could before I took him home. Now he only has eyes for me. What can I say? I have that effect on people.

  Chester pulls me up against him, his eyes hungry. “I missed you. Let’s go back to my bedroom.”

  I play with the buttons on his shirt. “Only if I get a drink first. I’m dying for one of those green beers everyone’s got.”

  He nuzzles the side of my neck like a ravenous bear. “Can’t it wait? I need you now.”

  I might have gone a little too far with him last night. I swat his chest playfully and put on a cute pout. “Everyone’s had a drink but me. Please?”

  He has no idea I’m doing him a favor. If we sleep together again, he won’t survive it. Humans can only handle one night with a succubus—or even a half succubus, like me.

  “Fine,” he says, but he tightens his fingers around my arm. “One drink and then you’re mine for the rest of the night.”

  His mouth crushes against mine, and I can’t help but take a little of what he’s offering. His lust for me is delicious, but every second our lips touch puts him in more danger. The guy is a possessive, snobbish jerk, but I don’t want him dead.

  I push him away before I can do any real damage. “Go find me that green beer, and then we’ll continue this.”

  His eyes are glazed and unfocused, his face a little paler than it was before, and at first I think he won’t let go. Did I take too much? But after a second the daze passes, and he stumbles off to go get me a drink.

  I bl
ow out a long breath and search the room for that tattooed guy I spotted earlier. He’s easy to find, with a group of entitled students passing him money in the corner in exchange for something in a little baggie. I use a tiny bit of my powers to catch his attention, and his gaze locks on me. Others in the room turn too—both men and women—and I know I could have any one of them if I wanted. Desire is powerful, and succubi are hard for humans to resist when we put on the charm. The only people immune are those in true love, and they’re few and far between, especially in places like this.

  He pushes through the crowd and makes his way over to me. “You alone, baby?”

  “Not anymore.” I rest my hand on his arm and tug a little with my magic, making his emotions flare.

  He suddenly grabs me around the waist and plants his lips on mine, kissing me hard. Oops, I tugged a little too hard. Mother would chide me, but I’m still getting used to these powers and the thirst that comes with them. I hear it now, the little voice in my head that tells me to yank open his jeans and climb him like a tree. That voice is getting harder to ignore with every passing day.

  I end the kiss slowly. “I could use some fresh air. Let’s go onto the balcony so we can continue this.”

  He grunts and leads me outside, his hand on my ass. Subtle, he is not. I lean against the balcony and he leans against me. From below, sound of people laughing and splashing in the pool filters up. It’s a perfectly clear blue Los Angeles day and the sun hits my bare shoulders, filling me with warmth. I’m wearing a little red dress that shows off all my curves, and my new friend is definitely enjoying the view.

  His hands circle my waist. “I’m Trey. What’s your name?”

  “Olivia.” I toss my hair back. “But everyone calls me Liv.”

  Chester comes barreling outside at that moment and yanks the guy off me. “What the fuck, man? You think you can come into my house and touch my girl?”

 

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