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I press my lips together, the suggestion hiding my alternate desire to get to know Raven on a physical level. That is none of Cassius’s concern as the knowledge will do nothing apart from worry him for no reason.
Cassius studies my face for a moment before nodding. “I suppose you’re right. But I want you to be careful. Don’t get too close. You know why her soul shines so brightly.”
I nod without response.
Like he must confirm it out loud, he adds, “She is an abomination. Her essence born from our own brethren’s fall from grace. It isn’t good, Andre.”
“Yes, Cassius.” Except he’s wrong.
Cassius unfurls his wings. “It’s deceptive. If you’re not careful—”
Anger lashes through me, and I scowl. “Enough! Do not speak to me as if I don’t know and understand my purpose. I will not fail.”
“I pray so,” he whispers, glancing at the sky. “I can’t lose anyone else.”
Without another word, Cassius launches into the air, taking flight. He might not want to lose anyone else, but I don’t want to lose Raven. He will see her importance. And when he does, he will realize what I know on a soul-deep level.
Raven isn’t a lost soul.
She’s a force that’ll take on Hell.
She’s angel-kissed for a reason.
With her, I know the Higher Power will continue to rise.
Chapter 11
Punishment
RAVEN
“DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING. If you smear your polish, I will punish you.” Dante twists the cap back on the glittery purple nail polish. Usually I’d deny him the chance to doll me up the way he wants, but I know he needs a little extra agreement and submission from me to help ease his wild emotions. “Your hand will look so fucking sexy around my cock. I can’t wait.”
I smirk and carefully grab his wrist, lacing my fingers around his arm. “I never knew how much I wanted a manicure from a devil. You’re so talented.”
He chuckles and guides my hand to stroke his arm. His cock hardens under me as I sit on his lap with him gazing at my slow movements from over my shoulder. “Not so much talented as I have quirofilia. Your hands are especially sexy and so fuckable.”
“You’re such a kinky ass,” I tease, wiggling my ass. “I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me in your new room.”
“Our new room,” he corrects, shifting my hair to kiss my shoulder. “I’ve demanded our own bathroom, balcony, and a kitchenette. I want to ensure we never have to leave if we don’t want to, my pretty soul.”
“You sound like you plan to keep me all to yourself.” I continue to grind on him, turning myself on so much that my nipples ache, their tightness grazing against the thin fabric of my lace bra.
He hums. “After seeing you with Andre and Elias a few days ago, I need to make the most of my time alone with you.”
I tip my head back, exposing my throat to him. “You’re worried.”
“Not worried. I just want to keep my envy in check. It’s why I don’t push you more. I know you think I might let it get the best of me, which is why you don’t let me have my way.” Dante snuggles close, sliding his hand over my thighs and up the bare skin of my stomach, leaving a blazing trail of warmth in his wake. “But trust me, Raven. I won’t do anything to jeopardize our growing relationship, even if I have to suck it up and share you beyond how I do with Kase. Don’t forget where I come from. I was created to love a single power who loved many. You are far more worthy of my worship.”
I shift in Dante’s arms, yearning to face him. “Please don’t place me on a pedestal. I don’t want to be a god. I just want to be an equal. We can worship each other.”
Turning me around completely, Dante meets me for a kiss, filling me up with warmth and affection. I devour his attention, combing my fingers through his hair as I straddle him, rocking my body on the length of his shaft over the towel. It would be so easy to sink on top of him. I almost do.
If a knock didn’t thud on the bathroom door, I’d give into my sinfully hot desire to test his resolve as the embodiment of envy and build new boundaries to test.
“You said to give you an hour,” Kase says, cracking the bathroom door open. “I’ve given you two, and Elias is getting on my nerves.”
I expect Dante to hiss and complain, but all he does is lean in and whisper, “The wait will be worth it. The power of my desperation to claim you as mine will leave you creaming for years.”
