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But un-fucking-fortunately, all I feel is pity.
I might be a bit twisted and can have a psychotic streak with my devils, but I’m still human. I still have angelic light glowing within my soul and a heart that aches the longer I look at the pathetic sight before me.
I squat beside him and touch his shoulder. “Lucian—”
“Leave me,” he snaps, pressing his hands into his side, his strange blood thick and glowing across the surfaces it touches. “I don’t need your pity.”
I sigh and shove him over, shrugging out of my shirt. Pressing the fabric to the wound on his side from the angel blade, I try to staunch the bleeding. “Too bad. It is in my very being to see that you never get anything you want from me and everything you don’t. So suck it up, Satan. You’re going to drown in the pity I have for you.”
Surprising me, he chuckles and glances up, meeting my gaze. “Careful, Raven. I like when you call me that.”
The fucker proves as much, motioning toward his hardening cock. Heat flushes through me, and I avert my eyes. He does not need to watch me appreciate his devilish dick. Why I always fall for such a sight on every devil is beyond me. Kase was right about me. Satanic cocks do in fact compel me into thinking things I shouldn’t. Lucian might be on the verge of drowning in my pity, but I’m about to drown in his sin.
I must resist.
“All right, Lucifer. Calm your cock or I’m not going to help you.” I scoot closer and kneel beside his head. His eyes follow my every move and light up under the use of his angelic name. I press my hand over his lips, shutting him up before he can even think to speak. “Let’s get one thing straight. This is not an invitation to try to force your affection on me. This is a thank you for protecting me outside instead of letting the savior send me to Hell.”
“I couldn’t give the fucker the satisfaction. Your contract belongs to Hell. I’m having too much fun on this plane to give it up to torture you in my kingdom.” Lucian’s words vibrate against my palm. He licks my hand, shocking me, and I jerk it away and plant it on his chest. His heart thrums in quick beats, set off by my sudden touch.
I try not to react, tightening my mouth. “Okay, whatever. Maybe I should’ve let him send me to Hell to get a break from you. You’re welcome to stay here when I go.”
Lucian laughs again, the sound so fucking weird but nice. I might prefer it over his rumbly growls. “You’d miss me. I promise.”
Narrowing my eyes, I decide against giving in and denying his comment. He’s gone from asshole to cocky to charming seemingly overnight, and I won’t let myself get distracted by it. It changes nothing. He’s still one of my worst enemies until he returns Elias to me.
“All right, asshole. Do your thing quickly, so I can wait by the door for my favorite devils to return. They’re going to need a reward for everything they’re putting up with because of you.” I hover over Lucian, letting my hair spill around my face, blocking the world with its veil of midnight color.
“Quick isn’t something I do, Raven. Not with you.” Rolling over, Lucian lands on top of me and grins, loving the shocked state his sudden gesture leaves me in. “Never with you.”
Our eyes meet and I stare up at him like the wide-eyed prey his predatory side sees me as. Regret blooms inside me the closer he leans until the world fades away and a strange warmth washes it away. I gasp against his mouth only an inch from mine and tip my head slightly so our lips aren’t aligned. The room shifts into a brilliant nothingness of pure white as Lucian now stands before me, naked and rippling, his body free of injury.
He truly is achingly beautiful bathed in the light of my soul, his velvety skin radiating with a new kind of glow. His hard features soften, and a smile curls the corners of his lips. He graces me with a bright smile, his whole face lighting up. I can’t stop my feet from taking me closer until I’m only a foot away.
“You enjoy seeing this side of me,” he murmurs, gently reaching up to caress my cheek and push my hair behind my ear. “This is what your soul does to me, you know. I no longer have the capability to shine with angelic glory. But you make it so.”
“Don’t get too comfortable, Satan,” I tease, my worry, fear, and pain melting away in this world of light. “This is a one-time thing.”
He lifts an eyebrow and rubs his hand over his dark beard. “I love when you lie to yourself.”
I glower, pressing my hand to his chest. “I’m not lying. You stole Elias from me and won’t return him. I will make sure I’m never in the position of needing your help again. Now hurry up.”
“A kiss is in order if that’s what you truly want. You have to accept my darkness into your light, and with how hard you resist, that’s the second best way.” His eyes sparkle with the light of the world around us.
“What’s the best way?” I ask, regretting my question immediately. His expression says it all before he even says anything. “Never mind. Fucking my soul isn’t happening.”
“What if I make you a deal? You seem to have caught me in a rather giving mood, Raven, and feeling your soul like this...it’s hard resisting doing what I want.” Lucian steps so close that his cock grazes my stomach with still an intimidating amount of space between us. “What if I manage to get Vincent to change the terms of our contract to bring you Elias?”
My heart skips a beat at his words. “You’ll bring him back if I let you fuck my soul? Seriously?”
He glides his fingers along my shoulder, pushing my hair to my back. “I said I’d get Vincent to change the terms. Right now, he will not comply to any of my requests. I can’t break our agreement without...giving a throne away. Unless that’s something you’re okay with.”
Fuck no. The thought of Vincent taking a throne in Hell skeeves me out more than anything in the universe. He threatened to yank out my teeth for biting him. The fear of that moment still lingers with me.
“How do I know you’ll actually follow through? What if he doesn’t agree?” I tighten my lips, twisting them to the side with my questions.
Lucian bows closer, his mouth so close that his lips brush mine when he says, “Our contract will be binding. If I fail, your soul will be free.”
What? He can’t be serious. “You’re lying. You wouldn’t do that.”
