The Fallen Queen: (Gods & Monsters Book 2) (The Gods & Monsters Trilogy)

by Janie Marie

  “Do you want me in you?” he asked, dropping his other hand to massage her clit.

  She cried out, shaking her head as tears streamed down her face. She lowered her hips, but he mentally willed her to raise them again.

  He slid his dick along her slit, getting her scent all over him. “Are you going to come? Or are you ready to give yourself to me?”

  “I HATE YOU!” she screamed, making him laugh.

  Lucifer pressed the tip of his cock in, watching her eyes flutter closed. “Open your eyes and come, or I will fuck you until you do. I need your scent. Fighting me only prolongs the inevitable. You are hurting yourself.”

  She snapped her eyes open, sobbing but furious as she pushed his hand away from her and started rubbing her own clit. She moaned, bucking her hips so his dick continuously teased her entrance. This was like the experience he’d envied David for having with her. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.

  He leaned down, kissing her neck as she moaned, her hips rising faster and faster, matching his rhythm. She grabbed his hair with her free hand, arching her body as she came. He felt her muscles fluttering around the tip of his dick and came as well, making her moan again when his seed pumped into her.

  Lucifer dropped his head on her chest, disappointed it wasn’t more but confused by how exhausted and satisfied he felt. “You know, I do not let women touch my hair or share my bed past their time pleasing me.” He took a deep breath. “We smell good mixed together.”

  “I don’t care.” Her tone sounded so defeated.

  “You do care,” he said, kissing the top of her breasts. “You are simply angry because you don’t understand why I feel so good to you. You had an orgasm, and you enjoyed it.”

  “No. I didn’t mean to. I don’t know why I did.”

  Lightly brushing his lips over hers, he replied as she moaned again. “You did because I feel good to you. Because, Jane, we were made to please each other. To desire one another.”

  She tried to shove him. “I was made for David, and he was made for me.”

  Growling, he lifted his head to look at her. “One of those statements is true.”

  Tears escaped her furious eyes, and he watched as the fire in them began to smolder. “Please get off. You have my scent and I’m full of yours. Unless you intend to rape me, get off.”

  He moved back up, putting his forearms on either side of her head. He was hard again, and he let his dick slide over her, appreciating the way her body tensed and her nipples hardened. “Does it hurt your heart? That we nearly copied what you shared with David?”

  “Yes,” she said, wiping her tears as she tried to cover her breasts.

  He pressed his chest against hers and thrust his hips. “Do you feel you have betrayed your knight and angel?”

  “Yes.”

  He kissed her trembling lips. “Good.” A tear slipped free from her eye, and he kissed it. “Do not say his name again.”

  “Okay,” she whispered.

  “Good girl. Now dress warmly. Everything you need is in that chest. Clean your face, and while I love your sex hair, I ask that you at least brush it. My scent inside you is enough to throw the others off.” He watched her gain composure over herself. “You have no idea what you are causing, my queen.”

  She stared at him in a way that made him ache to be inside her.

  “Kiss me,” he said, struggling not to simply thrust his dick inside her.

  She looked him in the eye, the fire in her eyes weakening as she cupped his cheeks and kissed him the way he had craved since first tasting her lips.

  “Oh, my sweet little queen,” he whispered against her mouth. “Your kiss reminds me of Heaven. Unfortunately, we have to go make our appearance. Your presence will be quite the surprise.”

  She surprised him by throwing her arms around his neck. “Please let me stay here. I don’t think I can stand seeing those monsters yet.”

  He chuckled, smoothing her hair back as he kissed her again. “I am a monster, my queen.”

  After a few seconds, she whispered, “No, you’re not. I think there is good in you.”

  He growled, shoving her face back but not letting her go. “Do not say such ridiculous things again. Do you know all the horror I have unleashed in my time? You alone, I have tortured repeatedly in the short time I have known you.”

  She teared up, clawing at his hands.

  “It makes sense now, doesn’t it? The nightmares, the voice that urged you to accept David but also reminded you of the vile things you have suffered. Do you realize I even influenced him to touch you—to desire you?”

  “Please stop.” She cried, still trying to rip him off.

  He tightened his grip. “I am the most ruthless Fallen to ever exist. But perhaps you’re a tiny bit correct in regard to my kindness with you. I did not enjoy forcing all those images into your mind—that is not my usual style. I only used what had already been placed there and amplified it. And this time, you had so much more to lose. You’ve had so many tormentors, little queen. There was no reason to add new terror to you. I am a bit soft with you but do not confuse it for me loving you. It is only your power that I desire.” He watched her tears for a moment. “Do you think me the most wicked now?”

  She whimpered, shaking her head. “No.”

  He snarled, looming over her. “Shall I prove it to you?”

  She cried, trying to push him away. “There’s good in you!”

  “Do you see these marks?” He gestured to the black patterns across his chest and arms. “This is my prison. They are my sins written in a curse for all to see—I am the only being who has such a prison on their body, trapping their soul. This is what I am. I am a true monster.”

  She stared into his eyes for a few seconds before looking at the black markings covering his body. She wouldn’t be able to read it; it was written in an angelic language only the oldest angels could decipher.

  Instead of showing fear or disgust, or even respect as the Fallen would, she touched them, tracing her fingers over them. “They’re beautiful.” More tears left her eyes as she studied them, but she stayed quiet.

  “I am Lucifer, Jane,” he said softly and watched her nod. “I am not good. I am everything wrong. You will be as well. Together, we will slaughter millions.”

  “You don’t have to be bad,” she said, staring into his eyes.

  He held her face in both hands. “It will be easier if you accept this life with me and join my side without fighting me. Should you do this, I will be merciful to those you love. That is the extent of my kindness with you. You are so beautiful, and I do have an attachment to you, so I will forget you saying such ridiculous things and ask for your forgiveness in my attacks against you. I did it because it was necessary to acquire you.” He leaned down, kissing her softly. “Should I see they are protected further, will you forgive me?”

  She began to cry again. “I already forgave you,” she sobbed. “I don’t know why.”

  Lucifer watched her trying to calm down. He knew it hurt her to realize he’d truly done everything to her. She had heard some information about him tormenting her before, but she held doubts. He needed to be harsher with her, but he still lifted her into his arms as he sat on the bed again. He made his clothes reappear and covered her with a sheet. “Stop these hysterics and get dressed. I want you composed before we walk out there.”

  The look she gave him might have alarmed him if he were anyone else, but he smiled. “Give me this look again, and I will bring you back here, fuck you until you are sobbing my name and then leave you to put the memory in David’s mind.” He stood, dropping her on the rocky ground. “Get dressed.”

  ✦✦✦

  “Do not pull yourself from my side,” Lucifer whispered in her ear. “You look lovely, by the way.”

  “Thank you,” she said, not looking meeting his gaze.

  She was pissed. She’d gone from a blubbering toddler to a feisty kitten when he left her alone to get ready. He brought
a female donor to feed her, and Jane refused, saying she would accidentally kill her. When he told her that was fine, she lifted her chin and told him to find her a better donor. A male, preferably. One with dark hair and pretty blue or green eyes. He almost slapped her.

  Lucifer put his hand over hers that held his forearm. “Do not tremble. Hold your head high and don’t cower from anyone. This is our army. You are their queen.”

  Her steps faltered as they exited the cave. He’d had a sound barrier in place to keep their conversation private, and to keep Jane from knowing what awaited her, but now she saw too many tents to count, bonfires roaring with various immortals around them as they trained, slept, or fucked. He knew she’d only seen part of Lancelot’s army united with the two legions Ares and Hermes led. Now, she was witnessing his army. Nearly every fallen angel and demon from his numerous legions, and Earth’s immortals from all across the world she had yet to even hear about were there. Her knights stood no chance.

  They passed several men who all stopped to bow. She did well, but her hands started shaking as her breathing sped up.

  “Smile, my queen. Even your fake smile is lovely.”

  “You control all the armies we’ve been fighting?”

  “Of course. Well, not until I claimed you. Most were already under my command, but with you, I command all now. More will come.”

  “What have I done?” Her voice cracked.

  “What I planned for you to do, my queen.”

  “Lucifer.” Several vampires, werewolves, and demons began muttering before they lowered their heads.

  He didn’t acknowledge them and headed straight toward the center where many of his current generals were located. She squeezed his hand and moved closer to him when a mass of demons soared overhead. They were followed by the remaining Keres who had survived her slaughter during the battle with Lancelot. Their screeches cried out through the rocky canyon, drawing attention to them, but he continued pulling Jane along.

  “I do not think my new additions are fans of yours,” he said, chuckling as several Keres hissed at the sight of her.

  Jane hugged his arm tighter, but she lifted her chin and bared her fangs at them.

  “That’s my queen,” he said, patting her hand. She was shaking from rage now. “Just because they are ours does not mean they will avoid our wrath. Soon, they will cower at the mere thought of you.”

  “Ah, Lucifer, you are back,” a voice called up ahead.

  “Asmodeus,” Lucifer greeted.

  Jane’s breath hitched, and he wrapped his arm around her back, pulling her against his side.

  Asmodeus bowed along with the many other demons now rising to their feet.

  “My queen,” Lucifer said, gesturing to the demon who had her holding her breath. “This is one of your generals, King Asmodeus. He is the King of Demons and a prince of Hell.”

  Asmodeus’ red eyes lit up as he took a knee and held out his hand. “My queen.”

  Jane looked at the hand being offered to her before looking back at Lucifer.

  “She is shy,” Lucifer said, chuckling with Asmodeus.

  Surprisingly, she let go of his arm and took the King of Demons’ hand. “Hello, King Asmodeus.”

  Asmodeus grinned before placing a kiss to the back of her hand. “It is an honor, my queen. I have heard so much about you, and I must say, tales of your beauty do you no justice.”

  “She is lovely, isn’t she?” Lucifer said, folding Jane’s hand back in his arm.

  “Indeed, a lovely queen to rule beside you.” Asmodeus held a curtain to the large tent open. “After you.”

  They entered as another voice called for him.

  “Lucifer.”

  Jane stiffened, and he chuckled as he turned.

  “Thanatos,” Lucifer said, nodding to Jane. “I believe you have met Jane.”

  Thanatos’ red eyes shone with amusement as she glared up at him. “How could I forget the sight of those fiery eyes?”

  Lucifer chuckled as he watched her bare her fangs. “I think she remembers you. Don’t worry, my queen, I saw that he was reprimanded for his attack on you. He was misinformed. Weren’t you, Than?”

  “Yes, you can never trust demons these days.” Thanatos laughed. “My sincerest apologies, my queen. I shall follow your command and protect you above my own life.”

  She hissed. “I don’t want your protection.”

  “Well, you hardly require it,” said Thanatos with a bow. “You will have it nonetheless.”

  “Calm yourself, Jane.” Lucifer led her to the head of the table. “He is harmless. These two are now your most loyal guards. Should I not be around, they will keep you safe from any harm that might come to you. Not that any would, but I want my little queen to have the best.” He looked over at Thanatos. “Is he here?”

  Thanatos chuckled with a nod. “Yes, he doesn’t know about her, though.”

  “I will enjoy watching his surprise.” Asmodeus laughed.

  Lucifer nodded as more sets of vampires and lower demons bowed their heads in his direction. “Yes, it’s just what she needs. Did it go well?”

  “Yes,” Asmodeus said.

  “Good. He was questioning your loyalty,” Lucifer said, surveying the crowd.

  “There is no need to question it,” Asmodeus said. “It went as planned.”

  “Allow me to introduce her,” Thanatos said.

  Lucifer nodded, watching Jane’s face as she stared at everyone. She was afraid, but she was hiding it well.

  “Our prince has returned,” Thanatos said, causing the crowd to grow silent. “He brings a mighty queen to us and takes his rightful place as High King.”

  The crowd cheered, shaking the ground and causing more individuals to push their way into the tent.

  Thanatos raised his hand, hushing them. “Many have heard of Jane, the immortal created by David, Heaven’s greatest hero. She has abandoned her maker and joined our king. Of course, only the best for our prince.”

  Lucifer took two glasses, giving one to Jane as he turned her to him.

  Thanatos raised his own glass, as did the others. “To our High King and Queen. May you destroy all who do not bow to you. King Lucifer and Queen Jane.”

  “Our King and Queen,” came the synchronized toast from his masses.

  Lucifer lifted his glass in acknowledgement and turned to Jane. Her eyes held so many emotions, but she was waiting patiently to follow his order.

  “My queen,” Lucifer said, drinking from his glass.

  Jane’s eyes watered, but she lifted her glass to him before drinking it. The crowd followed suit.

  Lucifer handed her glass to someone and pulled her to him. “My prize,” he whispered, kissing her as the tent thundered with applause. She returned his kiss, just as he had asked her to, which made him smile when he leaned away. “Good girl.”

  Asmodeus pulled out the chair behind her, and he gestured for her to sit. She did so quickly, and he chuckled as Asmodeus sat beside her. She gave Lucifer a look, and he felt ridiculous for knowing she was saying, ‘you better sit next to me.’

  Lucifer sat and tugged her chair closer to his before holding out his hand. She took it, and he grinned over at his general. “I think your appearance startles her, Asmodeus.”

  “Apologies, my queen,” said Asmodeus, smirking as she continued to stare at the dragon wings and serpent’s tail slithering on the ground.

  “No, it’s fine,” she whispered, not looking away. “They are nice. I always liked dragons and snakes.”

  “I am flattered, my queen,” Asmodeus said, pointing to the plate being placed in front of her. “Your meal is here. Eat, you look pale.”

  Finally, she looked away from his general and gaped at the food.

  Lucifer knew she hadn’t had a decent meal for some time, so he handed her a fork. “He is right, Jane. Eat. I made sure they knew your favorite foods before I brought you.”

  She stared at him for a few seconds before muttering, “Thank you
.”

  Lucifer leaned over and kissed her quickly. “You are welcome, my queen. Now eat. I have a surprise for you. It will be here soon.”

  She nodded and started eating with the other vampires and werewolves who were ranked high enough to earn a seat at his table.

  “Where are they?” Lucifer looked at Thanatos for a reply.

  “They were coming from their side of the camp. They will be here any moment.”

  “Has Zeus been informed of his daughter’s death?” Lucifer asked, smirking when Jane’s head shot up.

  “When I heard the news, I informed him myself,” Asmodeus said.

  Jane’s eyes watered, realizing they had already arranged Melody’s death. She was clever and didn’t need it broken down further. He had set her up.

  “He is also arriving to swear his allegiance, as you planned,” Asmodeus added.

  “Good. Finish your meal, Jane. You will need your strength.” Lucifer reached out to caress her cheek. She flinched, but otherwise, kept her reactions under control.

  “When does the great Zeus arrive?” Lucifer asked.

  “Tonight,” Asmodeus answered.

  Jane’s eyes continued to water as she struggled to concentrate on her meal again. He chuckled at how betrayed she must be feeling. Her power was pulsing now.

  “Today is just full of great news,” he said, twirling a strand of her hair. “How are the other Cursed gathering?”

  “The southern clans are nearly here,” Thanatos said. “They are distracted by the surviving humans. We are having the Keres make rounds to ensure they don’t become too delayed. Our overseas followers are making their journey on time. Ah, your gift has finally arrived.”

  Jane looked up toward the tent entrance the same time he did.

  “Lucifer,” Lancelot said, walking to him, but his black eyes were on Jane.

  Lucifer took her shaking hand. “Lancelot, I believe you are acquainted with Jane, your new queen.”

  Lancelot snarled. “What the fuck is this?”

  Jane hissed, trying to stand, but Lucifer held her still. “I told you I would announce a queen.”

  “I did not expect it to be her,” Lancelot said, growling.