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I shrug my shoulders and grin teasingly. “Don’t make a big deal about it. You’re already a cocky bastard as it is.”
Andre howls a laugh and smacks Lucian between his shoulder blades. “Feels good, being loved, doesn’t it?”
“Only by Raven. Don’t you start with that bullshit, you softy devil. Save the love for your new boyfriend. Or old boyfriend? Sub? I don’t know what the fuck to call Zade these days.” Lucian whips his attention to Zade. “What the fuck are you to him anyways?”
I sit up and grab Lucian’s hand, bringing his attention back to me. “Zade is one of my devils. He’s one of your brethren, and he’s Andre’s companion. Don’t try to twist things in a way that makes him uncomfortable.”
Lucian snaps his mouth shut, deciding to drop it. Zade flashes me a brilliant smile, his whole face lighting up. He loves that I stood up for him.
“Protective is incredibly amazing on you,” Zade says, his voice remaining soft. “And so you know, Lucian, I belong to Raven and to Hell. All of my eternity revolves around those two things now. Hell includes you.”
“Fucking sap,” Lucian says the words teasingly, but I know he practically devoured the idea of being included by Zade.
“Not a sap. He’s thoughtful and understands things around him. This is why his mark will be on my wrist because he can keep me grounded. He can also bind me to all of you.” I turn my attention to Zade, watching his face light up. His beautiful purple power glows in his eyes, mixing with the firelight in his blue depths in the most brilliant color I have ever seen.
He reaches out and takes my hand, smoothing his thumb over my wrist. “It would be my honor to have such a spot that you will see all the time.”
I didn’t think Zade could get any cuter, but I really love seeing how happy my choice made him.
“And mine?” Micah asks, speaking up for the first time. The tether to Hell glows brightly in his chest, radiating with a pure power of all the kingdoms.
I shift and stare at him for a moment, considering everything that he has done for me and who he is to me. He is my strength and was the very first one to abandon Heaven on my behalf in this life cycle. “Your mark will be over my spine on the back of my neck, which will be above where I plan to have Elias’s mark across my upper back and shoulders.”
Micah nods his head in agreement, his face softening despite the sharp shadows from the hellfire.
“Everyone agree on the spots Raven chose?” Kase asks, interrupting the staring contest I hold with Micah, just savoring the pure emotions radiating from him.
“Doesn’t matter if they agree or not. It’s Raven’s body.” Dante ruffles his fingers through my hair and kisses my neck again. “Let’s just do this and make things permanent and official. I can’t wait.”
“I think it’s because you just want to fuck my brains out after,” I say, bonking my head on his chest.
“Fuck yeah.” Dante wraps his arms around me and hugs me close as the others remain in a semi-circle.
Lucian summons a bowl, and I watch as all of the devils blend their power together. The ever-silent tattoo artist demon comes from his spot just outside of the room where he has been waiting his turn to add the marks, and once again, I close my eyes and focus on my guys’ presence around me, ignoring the stranger.
Dante pricks me again with his fangs, adding another dose of venom to my system. It’s enough to take the edge off things and relaxes my body, but it doesn’t turn me as high as a kite as the first time he bit me to leave his unofficial mark after he was jealous of the feather branding Micah had left on my skin.
A part of me is over the moon with excitement, but there’s another part of me that is a bit nervous and sad. I want all of their marks, and I want to be bound to them forever. I just wish that those who are intended to rule Hell with us were all here. I wish Elias could give me his mark at the same time as Micah’s. And funny enough, I’d like to have Cassius’s mark as well. I have the perfect spot for his, because I plan to make his ass always be at my feet, so his mark will be on my ankle. That’s what he gets for letting his pride consume him and not allow him to do what needs to be done.
Dante whispers in my ear about how beautiful and strong I am as the tattoo artist inks my skin with hellfire. The sensation doesn’t hurt, but it does make it a bit hard to ignore as the spots heat up.
I unintentionally drift off to sleep, feeling my body and mind disconnect. Andre appears before me in my dream state, and I can’t help smiling at him. I love the fact that I am never alone, even in my dreams. This is how eternity will be. I’m closer to my devils more than ever.
“You’re almost done. Just one more mark for Zade.” Andre opens his arms and invites me into them, and I inhale a breath of his delectable scent of coconut.
“I can’t wait to see them,” I say.
Smiling, Andre kisses the top of my forehead. “Then wake up and open your eyes, little hellion. You are now bound to all of us in body and soul.”
The world crumbles around me as light and darkness blend and merge together, pulling me from a dream state. I open my eyes with a smile, my whole body buzzing and tingling, the marks tender yet exhilarating as I feel them blaze across my skin. I feel closer than ever to my devils.
“Raven, I’m so sorry. I fucked everything up.” Elias’s voice snaps me out of my haze of love and a bit of intoxication from Dante’s bite. “I tried everything possible to be there for you. Hell got to me. I felt as if I was dying over and over again while I was there. I wanted to abandon Heaven for you. I wanted to take my throne. But I couldn’t.”
My eyes widen at the sight of Elias standing before me, his wings expanding on his back, the translucent color sending beaming rainbow light scattering across the strange world. I feel as if I’m still dreaming. I can sense the devils around me as Elias tries to take me from Hell. It’s bizarre and almost like he has absorbed Andre’s power to dream walk.
“Not dream walk. I’m manifesting myself through our souls.” Elias steps closer, and I can’t help taking an automatic step back. I’m afraid if he touches me, he will drag my soul away from my devils.
Hurt crosses his face, and he frowns and drops his hands at his sides. It’s now that I realize he’s not in that body the I last saw him in. He is in his form that I know and love, his gray eyes sparkling. He even still has his nipple piercings and the tattoo over his chest.
