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Lucian doesn’t turn to look at me fast enough.
Launching from the floor, I land on his back and clutch his big horns with my hands. “Lucian, this has to fucking stop. I’m starting to think you don’t want the seven sinners to take their thrones.”
He locks his hands around my arms and flips me over, slamming me on my back. “Of-fucking-course I don’t want the assholes to rise. I don’t want balance. I want the saviors gone and Heaven to crumble. All the other devils will fail. Their kingdoms are mine.”
Chapter 23
The King Sinner
RAVEN
“RAVEN.” ANDRE’S SOFT voice trickles through my mind.
It’s like how Micah speaks telepathically to me, but yet, it’s somehow different. I feel the shadow of his presence lingering inside me. I don’t know if it’s because the pain of Lucian’s weight crushes my chest, pinning me beneath him as he speaks to Vincent or if it’s because we’re truly bonded. I guess it doesn’t matter. The small blip of light brings me relief.
“Raven, will you allow me control? Give me permission to possess your body. I can fight with you,” Andre pleads.
I blink, trying to clear the haze from my vision. Lucian presses his hooved foot into my ribcage hard enough to hurt but not with enough pressure to kill me. I don’t think he can. I’m sure in this moment if it were possible, I’d already be dead.
“What is it you want for her body? You’ve summoned me here, so I assume you expect the reward for bringing me her soul, yet you delivered her with her tie to the Mortal Realm,” Lucian asks, peering down at me. Fire lights his eyes. “So what is it you want for her body?”
“Nothing. I’m keeping her alive for my enjoyment. Your brethren haven’t been able to pinpoint me, and I thought it would be entertaining to leave behind clues for them until no piece of her remains.” Vincent paces back and forth outside the circle. “I gave up Elias’s soul for this. I’m going to reap the benefits as long as possible. Now release her.”
A throaty growl escapes Lucian’s mouth, his devil form shifting into a man until his bare foot holds me down. He stands naked over me, his cock swinging with his movements, reminding me of the first day we met where he sunk his darkness into my soul and touched me on an intimate level I try not to think about—not because it was bad, but because I still can’t forget it. He shouldn’t have this sort of power over my headspace. It’s like being at the mercy of Joel all over again. Micah claimed that Lucian might be a douche because of the circumstances, but hearing him declare wanting to abandon the plan he, Kase, and Dante formed together proves otherwise.
“What is it you want in exchange for her body?” Lucian repeats, ignoring the demon’s comment. “You won’t be able to enjoy your throne for long if you think I’m going to allow you to keep her. You have far too much confidence in yourself. My brethren are already on their way.”
“As I said. Nothing. I’ll take my chances.” Unsheathing a long spear from his hidden hellish façade, Vincent jabs me in the calf and drags me from beneath Lucian.
Agony burns through my leg, and I scream in pain. I jerk upright, locking my hands around the pole, but I can’t yank it free. Snarling, Lucian sets the room aglow with the flames of Hell. All Vincent does is smile, watching as the barrier of the summoning circle traps the devil and all of his power.
Standing over me, Vincent twists the spear harder, listening as I scream and wail. I blackout and find myself in a world of pure white. Cool relief soothes my soul the longer I remain lost in this world of light. A shadow emerges out of nowhere in front of me. I reach out, sensing Andre, and caress my being to his.
“Please, Raven. I can’t stand it. Give me control. I want—no, I need—to protect you from this hellish evil,” Andre says, materializing more clearly in my vision with his words.
“I don’t know how to let you.” I’m also afraid. Not of Andre but of the pain. Will I still feel things with him possessing me? What will happen if Lucian and Vincent figure it out?
“Just say yes. Give me your consent to possess you and use you as a vessel. I vow to protect you, no matter the cost. Please, Raven.” Andre’s glorious light radiates across my skin, igniting me aglow with a pure goodness that eases the fear traveling across my soul.
“Okay. Yes.” The words come out before I even think about them. What he means by cost? I have no idea. I don’t even care. All I know is that if I don’t get the strength that Andre can bring me, my living life will turn to Hell. I know it. I feel it in the agony stirring through my body as I break through and regain consciousness.
But the pain doesn’t last long.
Utter and complete peace soaks deep into my bones as a pure, familiar presence fills me up and bathes me in faith, love, and protectiveness. Where pain once burned, now only remains the soothing sensation that banishes my misery. Light glows from my skin and fades with my control.
I watch in fascination as my fingers curl and uncurl without my command and then proceed to grab my boobs and strum my thumbs across my nipples.
“This is so strange and exhilarating,” Andre thinks, his thoughts echoing around me as if they’re my own.
A growl vibrates through the air. “What the—”
Summoning heavenly light, Andre gathers a radiant orb between my palms, smoldering my skin over Lucian’s mark. I can’t feel the pain, but I know Andre does, because he’s quick to chuck it at Vincent, sending the demon crashing across the room. Throwing another blast of heavenly light, Andre sends it flying at Lucian, but misses him by inches. Streaks of electricity crackle in the air as the heavenly power ricochets back to us, knocking my body off its feet.
The world spins, and my soul tries to evacuate my body. Lucian bares his teeth with hellfire shining brightly in his eyes. Locking his claws to the front of my nightie, he hoists my body higher into the air. Smoke wafts from his devilish features.
“Release her!” My own voice echoes through the room as Andre commands Lucian as he uses my body to protect me. “Raven will never be yours.”
Two horns cut through Lucian’s skin with his hellish transformation. Not a single inch of him holds onto his mortal façade, and he glowers, capturing my soul with his burning gaze. “Get out of Raven, or I will cut you out myself.”
