The Third Throne: Angel of Darkness

by Tabitha Barret

  Thoughts of seeing Gabriel slipped away when Lucifer kissed her neck. Feeling his body next to her, made her crave intimacy after everything she’d been through. She needed to feel safe and loved.

  Knowing what he wanted, he moved her behind the couch and pulled her back tightly against his chest. He kissed the length of her neck until she relaxed in his arms. She moaned as he pulled her hip toward him so that he could feel her ass pressed against his groin. He slipped his hand under the top of her dress and took possession of her breast. First, he teased her nipples by quickly rubbing his thumb across them, and then he nibbled the sensitive spot on the crook of her neck, causing her to tense and grind her ass into him. He lowered his hand and ran it along her inner thigh. He pulled her leg to the side to grant him better access to what he needed. Pushing her skirt up, he moved his finger through her enticing folds.

  She knotted her fingers in his hair while he licked and nibbled her neck and shoulder. She liked the feeling of his hard length against her ass, but she needed to touch him. Reaching behind her, she gripped him, and teased him through his strained pants. Squeezing him through the tight leather wasn’t enough for her. She pulled at his button and waited for him to release his cock from his pants.

  Lucifer chuckled at Anjali’s eagerness. He was delighted that she was not only willing to touch him, but was begging for more. He obliged her by freeing himself from his pants and thrusting into her warm, tight hand. He needed this connection as much as she did.

  Once he was in her hand, she teased his head, popping her fingers over his thick ridge. She laughed when he growled in response and drove his erection into her palm.

  Overwhelmed by her boldness, he moved his fingers higher until they reached her sensitive nub. He used the pads of his index and middle finger to encircle her nub, quickly elevating her response. She panted and gripped his hair with her left hand, while increasing the speed of her right hand on his shaft. Her enticing hands made him hard, but he craved her heat. He needed to be inside of her immediately. He would kiss and worship her later; right now, he needed to take her fast and hard.

  He bent her forward so that she was leaning over the back of the couch. He released her long enough to tear the dress from her body. Nothing but scraps of material were left hanging from her shoulders. He needed to feel her wrapped around his cock and couldn’t wait any longer. He hoped that she was ready for him because he would explode if he waited any longer.

  She was surprised by his brutal action, but could feel his desperation. She needed to feel him inside of her to chase away the lingering cold that remained from her brush with death.

  Anjali braced herself against the top of the couch as Lucifer’s hands came down on her shoulder and hip. She widened her stance and turned to look at him over her shoulder. He was wild and filled with lust. He looked into her eyes and pressed his swollen head into her core. She screamed out at the intense feeling. He was larger than she remembered and she clung to the sofa for support.

  He filled her quickly, threw his head back, and roared. His grip tightened and he thrust his hard length into her.

  She was overcome with pleasure and pain, losing herself to the sparks and heat as he surge forward.

  Lucifer’s mind was filled with images of all the ways he wanted to show her his passion. She was wrapped around him, squeezing him, pushing away his anger and terror. He would have lost his mind without her. He rejoiced in her flesh as he drove himself into her body, riding her silky core and moaning when she twitched and shuddered. She was yelling in excitement, urging him on. The sound was pure bliss in his mind. She wasn’t running away from him, she had chosen to stay. He didn’t have to force her into submission; she was willing to stand by his side.

  She was caught off guard by the way his balls slapped against her folds, creating an intriguing tingling sensation. As his thrusts increased, her body became tighter and needier. Her skin sizzled and her hips moved of their own accord. Lucifer had her pressed against the top of the couch, but there was just enough room to allow her nipples to scuff across the fabric, causing spikes of ecstasy to pulse through her core.

  Anjali bucked and convulsed as the pressure mounted. Her nails were embedded in the red fabric and she was unhinged, unable to control her body. Lucifer slammed his hard body inside of her and the pleasure boiled over. She screamed as the world turned dark. The power of her orgasm took her by surprise and it peaked and crested multiple times until she could no longer stand.

  When she squeezed him with a powerful orgasm, he pushed into her one last time and found his released. As he emptied himself into her, he let go of all the agony he had endured at the thought of losing her.

  Steadying himself, he dragged air into his burning lungs and reveled in the peaceful sensation that flooded his body and mind.

  “Have I told you how much I truly like what you have done with the room?” he gasped, trying to remember how to stand and breathe.

  She laughed as he pulled away from her and helped her up from the couch. They both lay down on the new plush rug in front of the fireplace before attempting to move again.

  Anjali snuggled up next to Lucifer and put her head on his chest. When he put his arm around her, she relaxed and decided that the devil did snuggle, as long as it was with her. She would murder anyone else who tried to lay with him.

  As she rubbed her face against his chest, a question popped into her mind. “You told me that you went against Gabriel and brought me here before the appointed date because the darkness was closing in. What happened? What pushed you to find me and call to me?” Anjali asked as she wondered what Lucifer had planned to do in his madness.

  “The date of your arrival was approaching and I realized that it marked the anniversary of the original deal in 1993 B.C. I was sickened by the thought. I had been forced to wait four millennia for Gabriel to hand you over. Something inside of me knew that Gabriel would push back the date again. I thought about all that I had suffered while waiting for you. I became enraged and murderous because I knew I couldn’t survive much longer. I was desperate for relief. I felt trapped. Regretfully, I lost control and took out my anger on Hades. I’m ashamed to say that Hades barely survived. Between you and me, I started the fight, hoping that Hades would end me. I was so lonely and empty. I couldn’t go on.

  “That night, I was making the rounds in the Hall of Shadows. Anger and frustration made me do something terrible. I wanted to punish Gabriel for his lies. I wanted to punish the Council for failing to honor the contract and force Gabriel to hand you over. I felt like I was out of options. My hope was gone. So, I made a deal with one of the prisoners in the Hall of Shadows, a false god that had once tried to seize control of my throne and rule Hell. The deal stated that I would release the goddess and give her control of Hell as long as she took my head. I knew that there would be a battle unlike any other if the prisoners were released and Hell would burn to the ground, but I couldn’t stand to be here any longer. I wanted to destroy Hell. I wanted to die. I wanted my pain to end,” tears welled up in his eyes.

  “What stopped you from fulfilling the deal?” Anjali kissed Lucifer’s chest to ease his sadness. She couldn’t imagine being so devoid of hope that she would do something desperate like that.

  “I stood over the goddess, about to honor the deal, when I looked into her face, and froze. She was staring at me, eager to fulfill our bargain. Her face was contorted with evil. I saw my own depravity reflected in her eyes. I knew she couldn’t give me what I wanted. I wanted to find peace. I wanted to be free from the darkness and be happy again. She couldn’t give me that. She would only bring despair and war. I realized that I didn’t want to destroy Hell. I wanted to find a way to rule Hell, while keeping the darkness at bay. I knew then I had to find you. You had stopped me from destroying the world once. You had given me peace and happiness for the first time since I was in Heaven. You had driven out the evil in my heart. You were the only one who could help me.

  “I ran f
rom the Hall of Shadows and formulated my plan to find you and steal you from Gabriel. I even planned to kill Gabriel if he tried to stand in my way. I knew that if I couldn’t obtain you as soon as possible, I would succumb to the darkness completely,” Lucifer closed his eyes, waiting for her to slap him in the face, or light him on fire.

  “I’m glad you were strong enough to make the right decision. Here I am complaining about missing a prom and graduation when the fate of the world was at stake. I have a feeling that the Mortal Realm would have suffered if someone else were in charge of Hell. I’m sorry that Gabriel didn’t honor the agreement,” Anjali shuddered at the thought of a crazed god ruling Hell and possibly releasing all the prisoners.

  Lucifer kissed her forehead and closed his eyes. “I’m glad I found you in time.”

  She paused when she remembered the small girl she saw in the Hall of Shadows before Fenris attacked. “The false god that you made the deal with, is she the one you pointed out to me, the girl with long black hair who looked like she wanted to kill you?”

  “Yes. She is a Germanic god named Hel. Her brother Fenris was the one who attacked us in the Hall of Shadows. He was pissed that I broke our agreement. Her family has been imprisoned for a very long time,” Lucifer ran his hands through her hair, grateful that Fenris hadn’t killed her.

  “Well, that explains why, and I quote ‘the soulless piece of shit’ tried to kill you,” she put her chin on his chest and looked up at him.

  Lucifer nodded. He looked at the beautiful woman staring back at him and sighed. He didn’t know what he had done to deserve her, but he was happy that fate had given her to him.

  Anjali thought about all the terrible things she had survived since arriving in Hell. She no longer felt like the naïve girl who had woken up at Lucifer’s feet. Instead of tearing her down, as she feared he would do, he had helped her to become strong and confident. He believed that she could rule by his side.

  If she could survive the realms, Hades, a false god, and deranged servants, then she could certainly destroy the world when it was time. She wasn’t afraid of her destiny anymore, nor was she afraid of ruling Hell.

  She sat up and looked at the roaring fire in the fireplace. “You said that I could decide Aganon’s fate. I’ve made my choice,” she hesitated, knowing that she was about to start a fight.

  “Let me guess, you don’t want him killed?” Lucifer wasn’t sure how he knew what she was going to say, but he knew nonetheless.

  “No, I don’t. He was in a trance, of that I’m sure. He didn’t react at all to what he did. Caleb would have danced on my corpse. Aganon struck me with his sword and then walked away as if he was going to go grab some pizza. I have no idea why he would do something like that. I’ve never said or done anything nasty to him. He was obviously working for someone else,” gauging Lucifer’s reaction; she suddenly had a feeling that he knew the reason for the attack.

  “I agree. He did not work alone, though I fear he might try to harm you again,” Lucifer took her face in his hands.

  “You said that you gave me power over your servants. That should be enough. You didn’t kill Hades after he nearly took my head and he deserved it. Let me deal with Aganon,” she smiled brightly.

  Lucifer nodded his head and thought about all the ways Anjali would make the boy scream. He grew hard at the thought, but didn’t want to scare her with his insatiable lust for her.

  “Speaking of Hades, how did your talk go?” Lucifer asked, imagining her punching Hades in the face. He needed to stop thinking of her hurting people; otherwise, he was going to have to take her right there on the rug.

  A knock at the door drew Lucifer’s ire. He rose to kill whoever was stupid enough to disturb them. He waved his hand and dressed them both before opening the door.

  Anjali heard murmuring, but wasn’t sure what was going on.

  Lucifer sighed and closed the door. “Mark is here. There are problems that need my attention, of course,” Lucifer smirked as he watched her walk up to him. Seeing her covered up excited him. He wanted to remove her clothes and start all over again. He definitely preferred spending more time with her on the rug than dealing with the Council’s bullshit. Mark could wait for a while.

  “Oh, Mark,” Anjali replied, acknowledging the name. She realized her faux pas immediately.

  “You know Mark? How?” Lucifer glared at her, afraid he had been deceived by her after all. There was no reason for her to know his pansy ass brother.

  Anjali hesitated and shifted nervously. “You’ll kill him if I tell you,” she whispered. She was suddenly afraid for herself and Mark.

  “Wouldn’t be the first time I tried to kill him. Tell me,” Lucifer braced himself for the worst.

  “You tried to kill him? Why would you do something like that? He seems like a nice angel and he mentioned that he was friends with Gabriel. No wonder he was scared when I saw him. Who is he exactly and what did you do?” she wasn’t shocked by the revelation that Lucifer had tried to kill an angel, but knew there was more to it by the way he answered her so matter-of-factly.

  Lucifer regretted his admission immediately. He hated having to confess to her. He knew there would come a point when she stopped forgiving him for his evil deeds. “You tell me how you know him and I will tell you what happened,” Lucifer hoped that her confession was worse than his, so that he’d have a good reason not to explain what he did.

  “He saw me in the Hall of Winds and told me that Gabriel was my real father and that he wanted to see me. That’s it. I know he was afraid that you would kill him for speaking to me. Now I understand why. You and Gabriel have already worked things out, so I see no point in being mad at Mark. What did you do to him?” she glared at him.

  “He is my liaison to the Council. He tried to deliver a message from Gabriel and I burned him alive,” Lucifer said as succinctly as possible to avoid any arguments. He had a feeling that she would take issue with his treatment of Mark.

  “You did what? You burned him alive all because Gabriel was sending you a message?” for the first time she looked at him with outrage.

  Lucifer faltered. “And I bit him,” he felt compelled to add that minor detail since it would come out eventually. “I was afraid that Gabriel had pled his case to Father and that Father would order me to release you to Gabriel. I couldn’t allow that. I knew Gabriel would be in a vengeful mood when I stole you. I did everything I could to avoid him and his message. I never gave Mark the chance to speak. I tortured him in the Realm of Fire, after kicking the shit out him. I’m not proud of what I did, but I couldn’t let him take you. The Council, which your father is a member of, came here and sentenced me for my crime. They punished me by sending me to the Realm of Fire and then left,” Lucifer hoped to ease her anger by letting her know that he was already punished for his actions, but he was smart enough not to tell her that he didn’t mind standing in the fire.

  “Did you apologize to Mark? That was a horrible thing to do, even if it was because you didn’t want to face Gabriel’s wrath. You punished an innocent angel all because you did something wrong. How could you, oh, don’t answer that, I know how, but still, you need to apologize, especially if you have to deal with him on a daily basis,” she certainly needed to help Lucifer even more than she thought. She needed to be his conscience.

  “Actually, I think it’s best that you deal with him. I have a feeling he would prefer your gentle approach to things. I still want to take his wings off, which I won’t apologize for. The Council decided that he broke the rules and it was his fault for interfering where he shouldn’t,” Lucifer knew his reasoning sounded childish, even though it had sounded amazing when he said it to the Council.

  “Very well, I will deal with Mark going forward, but you are going to apologize to him. Punch him in the arm and tell him you won’t skin him alive, or whatever you prefer,” she sighed and shook her head. “I assume he’s waiting for you.”

  Lucifer nodded and then chuckled at the way she t
ook command. He did appreciate her version of an apology. He figured the best way to apologize to Mark would be to assign Anjali to handle the Council’s complaints. She would be more level-headed and might actually care what the Council had to say. It would be far safer for Anjali to deal with Mark.

  Chapter 21

  Mark watched Lucifer stride through the Hall of Mirrors while Anjali trailed behind him. He kept a close eye on her to gauge her mood. It was a good sign that she was smiling and not in tears.

  “Mark, this is Lady Black. Call her by her given name and I will remove your jaw. You will deal with her henceforth,” Lucifer quickly walked past Mark. He nearly gagged, but he managed to form the apology in his mind. “Sorry about the wing, I shouldn’t have bitten or burned you,” Lucifer spoke loudly so that it would echo off the mirrors. He quickly entered the rotunda and forgot about Mark.

  Mark was at a loss as he watched Lucifer rush past him. For a moment, he thought he was hallucinating.

  “It’s his version of an apology. Go with it. It’s the best you’re going to get,” Anjali shrugged, taking in Mark’s bewildered expression.

  Mark regained his composure and turned to look at Anjali. He knew she had to be responsible for Lucifer’s apology and was grateful, though stunned. Lucifer never apologized for anything. He thought about Lucifer’s warning about calling Anjali by her given name. He quickly committed her new name to memory.

  He bowed as a sign of respect and watched her ascend the dais and sit in an impressive and intimidating chair. While he was relieved that Lucifer had decided to honor the contract, he was not sure if Lady Black would be happy on the throne. She looked too young and fragile to sit next to the two tyrants.

  “My Lady, I am glad to see that you have accepted the throne. I hope you are able to adjust to it. I’m told that Tabbris always had a difficult time dealing with Lucifer and Hades. I know you will fare better than him,” Mark tipped his head graciously and smiled at her.