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“No, the twins.” Dante motions to the collage of photos on the wall, pointing out a man and woman who completely contrast each other as the guy wears bold colors and the chick wears all black with hair as dark as Raven’s. “Beau and Barbie were fucking in the backroom and were definitely not allowed their damn happy ending. The disgusting angelic dick suckers have a place in Hell because of it. What they did to Beau...they’re going to have a real fucking shocker when they die and realize that Heaven tricked them into sacrificing their souls to us.”
If Dante mentions what happened to Beau, then it must be worse than I thought. “And Beau will never get his personal revenge. The poor bastard. We’ll have to ensure we handle it appropriately.” I throw an energy ball at the wall, shattering the glass of one of the framed posters. If I didn’t want my shop up and running again, I’d burn the place down. “We need to call upon our legions. If Heaven’s army is getting this bold, we need to act fast. Next it’ll be the church we acquired, and those souls are damn important to our business model.”
Andre clears his throat, quietly listening to my conversation with Dante without butting in. He’s a clueless fuck when it comes to devil affairs on this plane. Luckily for him, it won’t be for long. When Micah informed us that he wanted to take Hell’s tether, I almost cheered. I know angel-girl has a bond with him, but he’s still on my shit list. I tolerate him for her sake, but I’m way fucking more excited that the Ruler of Lust is about to turn our estate into an endless orgy of stuffing Raven. His presence alone soaks her panties, and I can’t wait for that celebration.
“What would you like me to do?” Andre asks, shifting under the intensity of my stare.
I shake my wandering thoughts away, trying not to think about what watching him with Raven would be like if she let him stretch her ass a bit. Watching the slight resistance before easing in was the fucking hottest thing I’ve seen between me and her, and I can already imagine watching it with her and him. I’ll have to make sure to film it, because I know it might only ever be once. She’ll need a damn icepack after he’s through.
Dante whacks me on the arm. “What the fuck? Get it together. We have shit to do that isn’t fantasizing.” Reaching down, he flicks me right in the cock.
I growl and punch him in his side. The fucking bastard knows me too damn well. “Fucker, I’m thinking,” I lie, snaking my tail around his waist, preparing to whip him in the balls. “I don’t know whether to have him wait for Christian or return to Raven.”
Locking his fingers around my tail, Dante strokes hard and fast, shooting pain and pleasure right to my dick. I recoil and tuck my tail away, forcing myself to suppress my need to retaliate. Andre groans in annoyance, and I realize the bastard might be a bit jealous. As much as he denies his feelings, he misses his bond with Zade. But right now, it’s not my damn problem that he bonded with a wishy-washy savior a millennia ago. He should’ve found someone who was a ride or die, fuck and get high, love but not in love, down for anything companion like Dante. Down to fuck. Down to fight. Down to share. Down for eternity.
Ugh. Now I’m getting distracted and mushy in my balls. Time to suck it up, tighten up, and fuck it up.
“Go wait for the angelic bastard and catch him before he enters the orgy pit so we have some good news to take back to Raven. We’ll meet you at the house with Lucian.” Dante tightens his jaw, glancing at me in his peripheral vision, taking charge.
Without waiting for me to confirm, Andre returns to Hell through his portal. The flames dissipate, and I link my fingers to the back of my head and holler, letting my voice ring through the air.
Dante surprises the fuck out of me by hugging me from behind. He tightens his arms, restraining me in place, not letting me go until I stop struggling against him. Thank fucking fuck he doesn’t have a boner for once threatening the resistance of my pants. I hate that shit and don’t understand how he or Raven love a big cock pressed to their ass cracks.
“You need to swallow that fucking wrath and put it toward something useful before you accidentally destroy our shop. We’re already going to be down a few weeks because of the massacre.” Dante digs his chin into my neck. “Channel that rage into planning another counterattack. The angel bomb won’t work a second time.”
I groan and scrub my hands over my cheeks. “You’re a bastard.”
“You love me,” he teases, finally releasing me.
“I wouldn’t go that far.” I grin with my words and take a deep breath, appreciating that Dante got my dumbass to focus before my wrath consumed me completely. “Why don’t you call Gia to come clean up this disaster while I summon Lucian? Gia can put out an alert to all our Mortal Realm bottom feeders to prepare. If Heaven wants a war, they’ll get a damn war. Demand our legions attack first. No mercy. No avoidance. Have them trap and drag every damn angel they can to Hell.”
Dante’s face lights up with the flash of his devil façade sparking with green light in his gaze. “Fuck, Raven should hear you now. She’d be on her knees.”
I flick my tongue between my index and middle finger. “And you’ll be on yours for her.”
I motion for him to hurry the fuck up and handle our devil affairs as I stroll toward the center of the shop, kicking body parts out of my way. Using the ash Andre left behind, I ignite a new summoning circle and focus on the deepest of Hell’s levels, knowing that Lucian has other guardians there that he’s been collecting for weeks. They’re not useful for what currently happens, but Lucian needed something to focus on after following the lead Christian gave Andre and ended up empty handed due to his lack of a tether. That’s why the bomb.
Serves the bastard right to get a reality check, though. He’s not the almighty Satan he thinks he is.
“Elias better be fucking dying for interrupting my fun.” Lucian materializes in front of me, dangling his fire whip from his clawed fingers as he remains in his devil form. “These featherheads are weaker than I thought. We’ll have them ready to fight against Heaven by the week’s end.”
“Cass is going to shit his pants,” I say, rubbing my hands together. “What did you do to break them?”
Lucian chuckles. “They went for a swim in the pits. Got greased up by all those fucking souls.”
This smart bastard. And here I expected him to sever some wings to give to the hounds as chew toys. “I’m not admitting your brilliance, but damn.”
“I knew that if they saw what we did without the damn light blinding them, they’d get it...at least some of them. There are a couple hanging with the hounds until they’re ready for another dip.” Lucian cracks his neck and contains his devil form, turning into the handsome bastard he is.
“Gia’s on her way.” Dante expands his wings at the same time he flexes his muscles, dragging my attention to him. “Let’s fly. Be a little bait. I’m in a mood to fuck something up.”
Lucian lifts an eyebrow. “So this is it, yeah? We’re getting Greed’s Kingdom?”
I forgot I didn’t respond to his threat. “Close. We just have one thing to take care of first. We need to create his Hell circle.”
It’s time for Elias to take his throne.
It’s time Heaven gets the message loud and clear.
Hell is coming, and they’re about to feel the power of my wrath.
