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“There’s no fucking way I’m being your Little unless you call me princess, and instead of punishing me, you reward me for behaving.” I grin with my words, a new lightness easing the weight seemingly crushing me.
“Like you could ever be good.” Lucian summons hellfire in his palm. “I mean, you can’t resist being bad.”
I stroll closer to him and grab the front of his shirt. “You know what? I’ll consider it if you can behave for once and keep your mouth shut unless it’s to say something either really sexy or really sweet. If you say something like the asshole you are, then no. What do you say? Is it a deal?”
Lucian flares his nostrils at the mention of a deal. I know he can’t resist. “It’s a deal as long as you sit on my lap. I can’t be the only one to be tortured.”
I shrug my shoulders with a smile. “Oh, so you think that you will be torturing me like that? Ha. It’s a deal.” I turn to the others. “Whoever moves the couch close enough for us to be next to Micah can sit next to me.”
Kase, Dante, and Andre all race and lift up the couch, throwing it in Micah’s direction. I laugh and cheer at the competition, letting them fill me up with love and adoration.
Maybe things won’t be as bad as I think they will be. Maybe I will get through this. It’s all I can hope for. Because this is the life I want. I want to be with my devils. I want the life I choose.
It’s in this moment that I realize that this is going to happen. I can’t go through another cycle.
I will fight for everything I have now.
I will always be Raven Rose.
Chapter 8
RAVEN
Familial Support
“I HAVE A surprise for you,” Lucian says, holding my hand as we stroll together toward the bar.
I peek around in nervousness. I didn’t expect to leave the hotel suite, but the devils all swore that this area was protected. There are only two angels that can get in and out, and they are both my mark. I don’t know if Zade or Cassius will ever show their faces, but I can’t just sit around in hiding. It’s more important than ever to break them.
“I hate surprises.” Grabbing his hand, I make Lucian touch my stomach. It doesn’t feel any different, and according to Dante, I’m probably only a couple of weeks along, but I can’t help thinking about Elias’s soul inside me. “And this unexpected craziness solidifies my hatred.”
Lucian raises an eyebrow. “Fucking fine. I’ll tell you. We came here because Tamia is ready to return to the Mortal Realm.”
Oh, fuck. I don’t know if I want to deal with this right now. To me, it could be a completely different person. Actually, she is different. She’s no longer human. She’s a demon and now part of Hell’s army.
“Am I supposed to be happy?” I don’t mean to sound ungrateful because Lucian saved my cousin from eternal torment. I just—I’m confused. I don’t know how to feel or how to deal with any of this anymore. I wasn’t kidding when I said that it was becoming too much. It was one thing to make an angel fall for me so I could seduce them. It’s a whole other thing to have to face a war I never wanted to be a part of or have my family be a part of it too.
“No, you’re supposed to be a brat and smack me or some shit.” Lucian’s eyes light with fire, and he grabs his cock and gives it a shake through his pants. “Right here. Hit me as hard as you can. Show me how fucking pissed off you are that I dragged your cousin into this. That way we can fucking move past it and keep going. I know you’re upset right now, but in the long run, I bet you’re going to get on your knees and thank me in the best way you can. Having Tamia on Hell’s team means that you will never lose her to Heaven.”
Why does he make sense? I shouldn’t want my cousin, who also used to be my best friend before Joel ruined it, to have gone to Hell. But it makes me feel a bit better that we kind of are going together. Something I’ve never really thought about.
I sidestep and cut Lucian off, placing my hands on his taut chest. He nearly plows me over, not expecting me to try to block his path before we enter the bar. I yelp and clutch on to him. He sneaks his arms around my waist and pulls me flush against him until our bodies rub against each other.
“You’re right. But I swear you better not tell anyone that I said as much,” I say, narrowing my eyes. “And thank you. I’m not sure if I have done that yet, but I do appreciate what you’ve done and what you’re trying to do.”
Lucian’s face softens, and he offers me a handsome smile. “I love the sound of that. It’s not often someone thanks me. Say it again. Why don’t you show me how thankful you are?”
This bastard. I swear he just loves making me regret everything in our budding relationship.
I press my lips into a line, trying not to react to his comment. Instead, I raise my hands to his cheeks, cup his face, and drag him closer to kiss him. But I don’t do it for long. I only do it to make him crave me more, and then I pull away and punch him in the stomach. He growls and tries to grab me by the hair, and I slap him right on his hard-on and spin on my feet, dashing away. Andre opens his arms for me as he stands in the doorway to the bar like he expected me to do something like this.
I laugh and jump up, letting him engulf me in his wings. “I was going to totally suck your dick for being sweet and then you had to go ruin it,” I say, peeking out from Andre’s wings at Lucian as he shows me a glimpse of his devil façade. “Now I’m just going to have to take Andre into the bathroom or something. Or maybe under the table. I have to see how dirty it is. I never know with these demon hangouts. Some of the fuckers are disgusting.”
Lucian rushes us, and Andre throws a knife at him getting him in the shoulder. Play-fighting for them always leaves blood somewhere, but at least I know Lucian won’t try to hurt Andre with me in his arms. As for Andre stabbing Lucian like that, I'm sure he deserved it for something or another. Plus, I know he likes that kind of bullshit.
“You better hustle, Andre. Lucian’s horny and getting impatient. I gave him permission to take what he wants if he can manage it. So don’t let him catch me right here.” I kiss the skin below his ear. “And who knows, maybe I’m not just playing around about rewarding you for being my hero.”
Andre groans with a moan of desire and hauls ass inside. He doesn’t go to one of the booths like I expect and instead carries me through the crowded bar and toward the back.
