“She wants to talk to you about joining your kingdom.”
Tonia nodded like this was the plan all along.“Yeah, actually, I did.”
She pulled on her robe and walked to the door.She grabbed my arm and lowered her voice.“Eros is tired and weak …” She left.
Her words weren’t off-putting or rude; they were permission.
When she closed the door behind her, I tilted my head, chuckled, and stalked toward him.He stared at me the whole time, eyes hazy.I stripped my shirt, and Eros tensed and sat up further.
“Sit back,” I ordered.
“I already told you how I feel about this, Lucifer.”
I placed one knee on the bed and crawled on.“I’m not here to fuck you.”
I grabbed his hand and placed it on the front of my pants, letting him feel my hardness.He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.
“Unless you want me to.”
Six
The thin strandsof veins in Eros’s eyes turned from blood red to lust black in a moment.He tensed, looked away, then tugged his shirt over his head.
I sighed through my nose and lay back on the bed, crossing one leg over the other.
Standing in front of the mirror on the wall closest to the door, Eros struggled to push his lust down.He refused to admit his feelings toward me, but I knew he craved every inch of me.
If he wanted to play hard to get, then we would play.And using his lust against him was going to be the best part.
“What’s wrong, Eros?”I asked, standing up.“A few hours ago, youwereasking me if I needed someone to get me off.”
With hands balled into tight fists, he turned to me.“You think I was flirting with you?”He stepped closer, his eyes impeccably alluring.“You’ll know when I’m flirting with you, Lucifer.You don’t have to assume it.”
I smirked.“Think you’re that good at it, huh?”
Snatching the back of my collar, he shoved me against the mirror.With his chest pressed against my back and his lips so fucking close to my ear, I felt every single breath he took, each one raspier than the last.
Ah, pride always came in handy during times like this.Just a simple question made the most confident men need to prove themselves.Nobody was immune to it, not even the man I had known the longest.
He pressed his hard cock against my backside.His fingers glided over my abdomen, traveling lower and lower.I gazed at him through the mirror, locking on to his intense stare.My eyes turned completely black, and he couldn’t break away from them, no matter how hard he tried.
“You want me,” I insinuated.
Eros pushed me further into the mirror, immediately catching on to what I was doing.“Lucifer,” he said between clenched teeth.
I reached behind me and traced his cock through his pants with the tips of my fingers.“Stop me, Eros.”
He took an unsteady breath, but didn’t stop me.
“Stop me.”
“Stop, Lucifer,”Raphaela commanded in my head.“You know this is wrong.”
I clenched my jaw.Not now, Raphaela.Not fucking now.
She came at the worst times, didn’t she?
“I’m so ashamed of you.”
