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I throw the contract into the air. “This is ridiculous and will not hold up in the court of Raven, you assholes. I’m going to write the damn contract and you will sign it without complaint.”
Silence responds to my demands as the four of them stare at me with a mixture of emotions. Elias stares at the wall, his lips smashed together like it’s taking everything in him not to laugh at me trying to put the devils in their places. Rubbing his palms together, Dante looks like he’s warming his hands to give me a spanking hard enough for the universe to hear. I can feel the heat of Kase’s annoyance, so I don’t meet his red-glowing gaze. Micah rests his arms on the table and winks at me.
“I’ll accept whatever you have in mind, heathen. Write it up, and I’ll sign it. You already know where I stand in regards to our eternity.” He twirls his finger at my hand, drawing everyone’s attention to the ring he gave me. Like he still controls the soul he placed inside, it lights up with an ethereal glow, sparkling like a beautiful rainbow prism.
“Don’t think we didn’t notice your attempt to steal all her attention from us,” Dante says, glancing at Kase.
Kase subtly nods at him and they each summon glass boxes in their palms. Inwardly groaning, I slump into my chair, already sensing that Micah’s gesture might have started some sort of competition between the devils.
“Which is why we have our own gifts to give you, Raven,” Dante says, setting his box in front of me. “Open it.”
“How original,” Micah mutters under his breath. “A soul stored in jewelry. I wonder who came up with that first?”
Ah, hell.
“At least we didn’t make Raven acquire it herself,” Kase says, popping the lid open on his box, revealing what is definitely not a ring, bracelet, necklace, or even damn earrings.
“Uh, Kase?” I ask, tapping my glittering nail on the table. “How am I supposed to wear that? I’m not pierced anywhere besides my ears.”
Kase’s smile widens. “We had a deal that you would wear a ring from me, remember? You never stated what kind, so I took creative liberty. One of my contracts is coming to help get you ready. You’re not pierced yet, but come tomorrow...your pussy is going to look even more—”
I whack him, cutting off his words. “Seriously?”
“Dead serious.”
I groan and close my eyes. “This was all unnecessary. You don’t need to give me anything, and you don’t have to worry about each other. I like being around all your psycho asses. We’re going to be ruling Hell together. I’m pretty damn sure I can handle all of you, okay? I’m not going to choose or be forced to deny the attention each one of you craves from me.”
“So if we all asked to fuck you right now, you’d—”
“Be fucking stuffed,” I say, laughing. “But don’t you dare ask. That’s one of my rules. Only I can.” Picking up the pen, I turn one of the papers over and scrawl the words ‘House Rules’ across the top. “As for how everything else is going to work...” I add the number one beneath it and write the only thing I can think of in the moment. I hold it up for the four of them to see. “I’m making all the rules. The first one being that you need to get your shit together and go on a demon hunt since Lucian is acting like an ass.”
“I don’t like it when you tell me what to do, pretty soul,” Dante teases, flicking his tongue. “Your naughty ass hasn’t even opened my gift.” He lifts the lid and shows me the cylindrical metal rod on a chain with a ruby on the top. “So we can have extra fun anywhere.” He presses the ruby, sending the necklace vibrating.
I flush. “You’re too much, Dante. And...thoughtful. So you better hurry and bring me a demon.”
He narrows his eyes. “Then we expect you to have an angel tied up and begging to bone you when we return.”
“I’ll help her ensure it,” Kase says, hugging me from behind. “Isn’t that right, angel-girl?”
Warmth continues to blossom across my chest and through the rest of me. “You guys are crazy. You know I like chocolate, trash TV, and cuddling as gifts too.”
“Wet dreams as well,” Kase teases.
“Orgasms,” Dante adds.
I groan and wave my hands. “That’s enough. Let’s just get shit done, so we can really celebrate or new arrangements. I expect you to protect Elias as if he were me.”
Micah gets to his feet. “You have my word.”
“And if he fails, I got you, pretty soul,” Dante says, draping his arm over Micah’s shoulders. “Who fucking knew I’d ever be okay with this bastard on our team.”
Our team.
Fuck. The saviors have no idea what’s coming.
Chapter 19
Addicted
