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“Stop it with the pissing match. Angel-girl isn’t into watersports,” Kase says, spinning me around to look at Raven. She gawks at me from beside Elias, her expression a mixture of indecipherable emotions. “Isn’t that right, Raven?”
She opens and closes her mouth and ends up shaking her head.
Kase waves his hand. “See? So get your Hell together. Your demands and attempts at forcing your superiors into obedience will only leave you with a bruised ego and virgin cock for all of eternity. There is no way you can wet your dick in someone else if you claim to want Raven. We don’t play games like that.”
Kase swings me toward the wall, and I kick off and launch at him. He needs to learn my place as well. Just because he jumped from grace first doesn’t mean anything. I have determination and a pure bond to Raven’s soul—something he will never have.
“That’s enough, you guys,” Raven says, pushing to her feet. “I don’t want you destroying the place. If you must fight, at least rip each other’s clothes off or take this bullshit outside. We’re on the same side.”
Kase whips his attention to her and then back to me like he considers following her orders. With a glare, he strides away, getting out of my face to stand in front of Raven. “I wasn’t aware you were ready for that kind of team building, angel-girl. If our clothes come off, so do yours. There is enough of you to go around. I hope Dante got you nice and stretched.”
I expect her to smack him or grimace, but she flushes and darts her gaze to Dante and then to me like she’s thinking about it. My cock pulses, awakening at the lust parting her pouty lips with her wandering thoughts. I shift and adjust myself, not used to the restriction pants now seem to cause me. Raven’s gaze trails down my body, and she watches me with such intense fascination that silence fills the room.
“You know what, fine. You can babysit the fuckup while we clean up his mess,” Dante says, unfurling his black wings.
Pain lashes over my shoulder blades at the sight, and I stretch my back, suppressing the phantom agony still clinging to me over my lost wings. I rub my prickly jaw and narrow my eyes. His sudden change in attitude was far too easy.
“Raven, I’ll bend over and give you power over me if you resist giving into Micah for the next couple hours.” Dante smirks with his words. “What do you say? It’ll be a lesson on getting his gluttonous ass in control. You thought I’d be bad, but you have no idea. I can already see his lack of restraint consuming him.”
“I’m fine,” I snap, the vision of Raven mounting Dante to penetrate him with some sort of contraption is something I never imagined would cross my mind. Or that the idea does nothing for my erection. It’s not the thought of the act but how that beautiful woman could put him in his place and show him he’s not the only ruler around. “Sexual intercourse is not something I’m obsessed about like you. My bond to Raven is soul-deep.”
“Fucking lying devil,” Elias mutters. “Your hard-on says otherwise.”
Raven throws her hands up. “This is enough. No more talking about sex, power, deals, or anything else. I’m about to place an out-of-service sign around my neck.” Swiveling to Kase and Dante, she places her hands on their chests. “You two go already and hurry back. When you come back, we’re all going to sit down. We need some new rules around here. I don’t think I can survive if you guys decide to cock fight around me for access to my body. I love a good pounding and all, but if you haven’t noticed, you guys aren’t exactly average. You might actually accidentally fuck my brains out.”
Dante and Kase laugh in unison, their voices bouncing off the walls. Kase spins Raven into his arms and kisses her. “I think you underestimate how tough you are, angel-girl. I bet you can force all of us to our knees.”
“Even if it’s just for a taste of your pussy,” Dante adds, smacking her glutes. “You’d love that, wouldn’t you? If we all lined up.”
She laughs in exasperation and drags the two of them to the door by their shirts. I tilt my head in curiosity. They enjoy letting her think she has control over them. I don’t understand why. What does it accomplish? I’ll have to figure it out, because I don’t plan to pretend to fall in line. Raven needs to know I am her king. I jumped from grace to rule, and she will be mine.
“Micah? Hello?” Raven’s soft voice snaps my attention away from the front door. She strolls across the space to me and offers me a nervous smile. “You can quit it with the tough asshole attitude now. They’re gone. You don’t have to pretend with me.”
I lock my hand around her wrist and pull her flush against me. “Who says I’m pretending? I don’t think you comprehend what it means for me to have claimed my rightful throne in Hell. Or should I remind you?”
Her bottom lip trembles at my intensity, and I can smell the sweetness of her rising fear as potent as her lingering desire. Something indecipherable crosses her fathomless eyes, glassing with her thoughts. I don’t know if it’s the thought of my kingdom in Hell or how I’m no longer the blessed angel she wrapped around her soul and refused to let go. Either way, she builds an impenetrable shield of light with the depths of her spirit, banishing my essence from merging with hers. Fury whips through me. How can she steal the one thing I’ve sworn to protect away from me?
I tighten my arm around her, digging my fingers into the soft curve of her hip. “Answer me. What makes you think—”
Swinging her hand, Raven slaps me across the face, the sting of her palm reminding me of the determination and fight she carries with the strength of her soul. “You will not speak to me like this or threaten me with a bond we formed before you gave up your grace.”
Elias sucks in a sharp breath from his place on the couch, and it takes everything in me not to unleash Hell on the room. Clenching her jaw, Raven glowers at me, staring at me with her own wrath, surely siphoned from Kase. It awakens my body, and a mixture of emotions and sensations course through me. Where I was calm, composed, and in control of feelings as an angel, I no longer carry that kind of restraint. Hell unleashed something dark and wild, and I’m not sure it can ever be tamed.
“Micah, do you understand? I’m not some possession no matter what you think. You can’t do as you please.” She yanks herself free of my hold and places her hands on her hips. “And if you for one second think that this whole Hell raising persona is you, then you’re extremely wrong.”
Damn.
It’s the first profane word that has crossed my mind, and Raven is responsible for dragging it out of me.
I swallow and steel myself from her sudden enchantment and the urge to bow at her feet for slapping my devil side into a strange enthralled submission. “While I think you’re the one who is wrong, I won’t test my theory. There is no point in flexing my power with you, especially because it would be far too risky to lose time with the woman who will give me her soul to keep.”
If looks could send me back to Hell, my world would explode into flames.
“You know what? I’ve been through enough shit. When you’re ready to treat me the way I deserve, you can apologize and we’ll move past this. Until then, I’m going to binge watch a show about demon hunting with Elias. At least he realized his bullshit wasn’t necessary.” Raven spins on her feet and stomps away.
Elias looks ready to defecate himself as he watches me with wide eyes. And then the brave sickly bastard grabs a dagger he must’ve hidden between the couch cushions. Raven whips around, sending her midnight hair sweeping out with her gesture. She doesn’t get a chance to even react to my quick movements. Slinging her onto my shoulder, I carry her toward the door, not caring that she screams for me to put her down.
“Wait! What are you doing? You can’t leave me!” Elias shouts, struggling to get up off the couch.
