The voids in Lucifer’s eyes deepened and darkened at her answer, his lips pulling back over sharp teeth as he smiled. “Good girl. Do you want to see Leviathan’s cock? It’s fucking beautiful.”
Thatbastard. Leviathan felt his erection jump against her thigh, and Galilee skipped a breath. She slid her hand into his locs and turned his head to look into her face. Leviathan could see each freckle on her skin, the soft part of her lips. Her eyes were sharp and wild as she searched his face.
“Yes,” she gasped, not breaking Leviathan’s gaze even as she spoke to the Devil. “I want to see it, Luci.”
Want and wonder coursed through Leviathan’s blood as he looked back at her, how easily she was playing this game, how seamlessly she fit into the chasm that had formed between him and Lucifer. Even if the Devil hadn’t walked in, Leviathan would’ve touched her just because she was herself. He stroked her cheek, and her name slipped from his tongue, edged with a soft awe. Galilee kissed his mouth softly. Across the room, the leather of the armchair creaked gently as Lucifer leaned back, his palm brushing his dick through his clothes.
“Take off your pants, Levi,” he ordered.
If Leviathan had been standing, he would have fallen at those words, at the calm command he had heard millions of times before and thought he never would again. Instead, Galilee let go of his hair so he could roll to the side and obey Lucifer, shucking off the loose trousers. Leviathan knelt over the girl on the bed, his locs pouring down his body,overflowing onto hers. His cock was thick and dappled as it curved between them, drops gleaming at the tip. Galilee’s pulse was hungry in the side of her neck, her eyes eating up the view.
“You’re so beautiful,” she whispered.
“He is,” Lucifer agreed. “Do you want to touch him, Galilee? Would you like to touch his cock?”
Leviathan threw Lucifer a dark look, and the Devil grinned wickedly at him.
Galilee bit her lip with anticipation. “Yeah,” she said. “I do.”
He wanted her to touch him, to wrap her hands around his dick, to wrap her mouth around all that hot skin, that hard flesh.
Lucifer curled his lip as he watched them. “Beg me for it,” he commanded.
Leviathan swore softly and closed his eyes as he waited, his body shaking with fine trembles. Galilee sat up in the bed, her damp curls falling over her shoulders, then glanced at Leviathan kneeling next to her. When she scrambled to her knees, Leviathan heard Lucifer suppress a groan.
“Please, Luci,” she said, her hands knotting in the sheets. “Please let me touch Levi.”
Lucifer tilted his head. “Not specific enough.”
Galilee blushed. “Please let me touch Levi’s cock,” she whispered.
The Devil looked cruel in the light, shadows pooling under his cheekbones. He was playing at indifference, but they all knew better. “Why?” he asked.
“Because I want to,” Galilee answered, wriggling a bit. “Just let me touch him a little.” Her words were edged with hot desperation, and it was killing Leviathan, hearing her beg to touchhim, like he was the sharp focus of all her desires. He closed his eyes and counted his breaths, letting his hands lie still on his thighs as they waited for Lucifer’s permission. How could Leviathan have ever thought that he’d stoppedloving the King of Hell? These games, these fuckinggamesthat tore him apart and sewed him right back together.
“Just a little?” Lucifer gave a low laugh. “You’ll want more, Galilee. Everyone always does. You’ll want to stroke him, you’ll want to reach back to feel how heavy his balls are.”
“Fuckinghell, Luci.” Leviathan’s eyes tore open, and his cock jumped against his stomach.
Lucifer tugged at his cuffs, darkly pleased. “Would you like to beg me too, Levi?”
“I’ll fuckingcrawlfor you,” the prince growled.“Just let her touch me.”
“Fine.” He jerked his head at Galilee. “Touch him, beloved.”
Leviathan didn’t wait for her to move. He wound his hand in her hair and pulled her into a hard kiss, their teeth colliding as they delved into each other, desperate tongues and tangled breaths. When Galilee reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, Leviathan growled into her mouth and thrust his hips into her palm, ragged and hungry.
“Slow down,” Lucifer ordered, and Leviathan stopped with a shudder. He was obedient, obedient, obedient, and it nearly brought furious tears to his eyes, how much he had missed this with Lucifer, how perfect Galilee felt. His cock was hot and hard in her hand as Galilee slowly drew out the strokes, his skin pulling over the taut flesh. His locs were falling everywhere, bone ropes across his dappled chest, reaching down to his waist. Leviathan tugged at her hair as he pulled her head back and sucked on her neck, darts of bright bliss sparking between them. He could feel Lucifer watching hungrily as his hands cupped her breasts, squeezed her hips, grabbed her ass. When Leviathan looked up, the Devil was palming himself through his pants.
“Levi’s fuckingstarvingfor you,” he observed. “Did you know that, Galilee? I wonder how long he’s wanted you.”
Leviathan ignored the faint accusation. Galilee was in his arms.Galilee was under his hands, his mouth biting along her collarbone, his hands digging into the flesh of her ass. She reached down to cup his balls, and Leviathan’s body trembled as he made a low, guttural sound against her skin. They were each other’s, and they would have been doing this whether Lucifer had walked in or not. That was a game. This—the way his cock was pressed against their bodies and her hand, the way she shuddered when he dipped a finger into the cleft of her ass—this was real. Leviathan stroked the puckered entrance there, and Galilee’s hand lost the rhythm on his cock as she cried out.
“Oh,fuck.” Her head dropped against his chest, and her exhale gasped across his skin. “Please. I need—”
Lucifer’s voice cut in, coiled tight. “I know what you need, beloved. I think Leviathan needs it too, don’t you, Levi?”
Leviathan broke his mouth away from Galilee’s skin, his breath torn and scattered. “Fuck you, Luci.”
