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Raphael wouldn’t let his corpse touch something so mundane.

Thoughts of my fiancé dropped like a lead ball in my gut. Based on Lucifer’s four a.m. update from Liam, Raphael would be back by noon.

Shortly before Liam’s text arrived, I’d awoken to Lucifer’s eager mouth between my legs. He brought me to orgasm twice before giving in to my pleas for him to make love to me.

The man didn’t disappoint.

After we’d climaxed together, we’d fallen right back into a blissful slumber. It may have only been a few hours of sleep, but they’d been nightmare free—another gift from the devil.

But now the clock on the nightstand read half past eight o’clock.

The room felt like a crime scene waiting to be found. And the evidence stacked against us would demand the death penalty.

Lucifer stirred beneath me. My head rested on his shoulder and my hand on his heart. The steady metronome of his breathing brought me back to the present before the silent threat of foreboding could swallow me whole. As though he knew what I needed in that moment, he tightened his arm around me, drawing me closer, if that were even possible. I turned to mush in his embrace. Cuddling had officially been added to the top of my list of favorite things.

Number one on the list? My Prince of Darkness.

Lucifer made my heart believe in something it couldn’t see but knew was there. Some might call that faith.

I nuzzled against the soft hairs that decorated his firm chest. He smelled like sex. Like us. The familiar flutter of arousal returned to my core, and I was suddenly struck by curiosity.

I slid my palm down over his abs, avoiding the bruises I’d committed to memory. My fingertips reached the trimmed, tight curls of his groin, and a squeak manifested from my throat. I’d never touched Tiernan like this. He’d never told me to. He’d preferred to have me bound—handcuffed to be exact. I’d been an object, not a human. Three warm holes to defile as he wished.

But this was different.

This was Lucifer.

I traced the base of his cock and then cupped his testicles. They were heavy in my palm, and the skin there was more delicate than I thought it would be. Slickness formed between my legs. When my hand returned to his silky shaft, it had turned to scorching steel. I curled my fingers around its wide girth, but my thumb didn’t reach my fingertips.

A shiver of desire trickled down my spine.

Lucifer’s hand skimmed my lower back, and I squeezed his erection. He groaned something that sounded like my name into my hair, but I was too preoccupied to make it out. Then he palmed my butt cheek, plumping it in his grip.

I glanced up.

“Do you want to ride it?” he asked. His voice alone was a sweet seduction.

I swallowed hard. “I don’t know how.”

He tossed the blankets away. “Hop up here. I’ll help you.”

My gaze landed on the band of discoloration that spanned the area above his abs.

“They’re just ribs. I’ve got twenty-one more.” He leaned forward and took my earlobe gently between his teeth. “You won’t hurt me.”

His words reverberated in my mind.

Not physically, and not on purpose. Never on purpose.

But then Lucifer was lifting me on top of him and all attempts at psychoanalysis were put on pause.

My knees settled on the mattress as I straddled his hips. His cock was at full mast now. From this angle, I couldn’t make sense of how he’d ever managed to make it fit inside me, but he had. Twice. And with Lucifer’s expert guidance, I was about to make it a third.

“Put your hands on my chest.” His tone had switched from slightly playful to incredibly patient.

I bent forward, following his instructions, wobbling slightly until I found purchase. My hair tumbled in the same direction, and I was momentarily blinded behind by a long curtain of unruly tangles. He gathered it gently and draped the collection over one of my shoulders, then tipped my chin up and captured me with his gaze.

The softness and vulnerability in his eyes unraveled me. The unguarded reverence that searched my face knocked the wind from my lungs. I knew the shift between us last night ran deeper than sex and lust, and Lucifer had just confirmed that he knew it too.

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