Page 43 of Hell's Reaper


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Ledger pulls back. “Fuck, he’s coming.”

He? “I’m coming!” I try to push his mouth back to me. It was right there. The tingling in my limbs has already started.

His eyes snap to me. “Oh? The Princess of Hell wants to come? Mhm… Beg.”

A gasp escapes my lips. “Ledger, don’t do this.”

“Whose pussy is this?”

I lick my dry lips. “Yours.”

“So, beg.”

I punch the counter as a flash of rage rushes through me. “Fuck! No!”

Ledger’s long tongue circles his mouth. “I’m leaving. Come out in like ten minutes. Calm yourself down.” His eyes drop to my shaking legs. His veiny hands fix his crotch until you can barely see his cock. It should be illegal to conceal something that massive in your pants and have no one know. He leans down, taking my lips with his.

The smell and taste of my pussy overwhelms me, causing me to close my thighs tightly.

I want to stop him from leaving… But what would I look like? The Heir of Hell begging for dick.

“Bye, Princess.”

I let out a soft sigh. “Goodbye, Hound.”

He smirks, leaving the bathroom quickly. I take the next few minutes, cleaning and fixing my clothes.If Hazen dances on me like that again, I might burst all over him. I leave the bathroom, bumping into a large frame. Gasping, I look up.

Khazon glares down at me.

“What’s your problem now, Angel of Death?”

“Was Ledger in there with you?” he growls.

I snort at the tone of his voice. He’s trying to intimidate me. “Yeah, he held my clit up while I pissed. No, remember you told him to stay away from me or you’d make him leave your reaper group.”

Khazon’s face pales.

“Oh, yeah, I know about that,” I say. “Hazen told me.”

“Listen, it’s not—” he starts.

“If you think you can control me, and my life, you are sadly mistaken. No man will ever have any type of control over me.”

He looks at me like I hurt him. He lets out a huff, running a head through his hair. “You don’t understand. Ledger isn’t a good guy. He fucks women and he moves on. It won’t last.”

I roll my eyes. “Who said we wanted to date or anything? If it’s just a hookup to him, then it is to me too.”

But I didn’t believe that. I doubt he can stay away from me. Maybe we’d be friends with benefits. I’ve never been one to settle down either. Speechless, I leave him in the hall. Grabbing another drink from the kitchen, I search for Amos.

An unfamiliar hand touches my hip, making me spin fast.

My eyes meet with a purple gaze. “Hello,” he says, moving close. Incubus. His magic flicks and licks my skin, giving me goosebumps, but I don’t feel the lust he wants me to feel. “I’m Nathan.”

Now the real question is, how bored am I to feed into this? “Hello. Asura.”

He takes my hand, kissing the top of it. His magic lingers against my skin as lust fills his purple eyes. “Do you want to get out of here?”

I try not to laugh in his face. You have to be really confident in your magic to instantly think someone is going to go home with you that quickly, especially the Heir of Hell.

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