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Dante hisses under his breath, curling and uncurling his fist. His chest rises and falls as he thinks about my words. The devils had agreed never to open a portal to Hell until they were ready to take it back, but I think the sudden mundane lifestyle has taken a toll on all of us.
“Kase is going to fuck me up for this,” Dante mutters, stepping closer. “You do realize that, right? He won’t only fuck me up. He will fuck me hard in the ass. You know that I prefer it be you now.”
I turn back around and glide my tongue over my lips. “I bet I can convince him to let me do it,” I tease, striding closer until I can rub my hand over his hard cock. “Come on, Dante. I’m dying to see what kind of trash the angelic army turned the place into. I’m dying to see you beat someone up for it.”
Dante flares his nostrils, his muscles flexing with my words as I continue stroking him through his pants with my hand.
“If you don’t give her what she wants, then I will. I’m not afraid to be the big bad devil she craves. Isn’t that right, Ray? This fucking place is boring, and I’m getting impatient waiting around. My dickhead brother is taking far too long with his investigation.” Lucian stands in the hallway. It’s Dante’s time, so he’s been staying out of the way. Because there’s always two devils with me at all times now. They tend to flip a coin to see who will babysit who, and Lucian lost. They have a weird agreement that Kase can’t always be the one with Dante and the same goes for Andre and Zade. They are less likely to be distracted when they’re not together.
It’s only when everyone is out, though. They tend to all return to watch me eat either breakfast or dinner. I don’t know if it’s just because tension is high, but the devils do like to get out more. It also helps with Cassius and Elias. It’s harder for them to ignore what they describe as a summons. Because it’s as if Heaven knows that its army has betrayed them, but there’s also nothing we want to do.
The angels have upset the balance, and we want to show them exactly what happens because of it. We need to make a point. They have been so off with their thinking that they will have to come begging for help. And by they, I mean those who aren’t guardians. Those who keep Heaven in order. But they’re not quite there yet. The angelic call is intended for angels. It’s intended to try to bring them back from Hell. But it’s too late for that. Once Hell gets to them, it won’t release them. We’ve insured it. They’re the ones anchored now.
I push my thoughts away and swivel to look at Lucian. I curl my finger, motioning for him to come closer. “See, Dante. Now we can blame it on this asshole. He wouldn’t mind a little punishment.”
“Fuck no. I would like to see any of those bastards try. Let’s go fuck some shit up.” Lucian grins, tugging me toward him, but Dante remains flush against me, and I find myself sandwiched between their two hot bodies.
“Damn it. Fine. I will text Kase and let him know. You know that we have an agreement, and as much as I want to bow down to that sexy ass of yours, pretty soul, we need to all agree as a team.” Dante tugs his phone from his pocket and taps the screen a couple of times.
I shift in anticipation, bouncing on the balls of my feet. His phone chimes and I expect to be denied, but Kase only says to give me what I want. He says to bring someone home for him to destroy when he gets back as well.
I laugh and bounce some more, bumping my belly into Lucian’s hard abs. He automatically steadies me by pressing his palms flat to the sides of my stomach, and I smile at him.
“We were right,” Dante says, tilting his head to kiss my neck. “The babies’ powers grow stronger, and they give our girl some semblance of normalcy.”
Lucian wags his eyebrows at me, leaning in and brushing his lips to mine for a second before sliding his tongue into my mouth and kissing me harder, deeper, letting me feel exactly how much he enjoys being with me.
“I love being right. Cassius is going to have to bow before me again. I can’t wait to clock him in the face with my dick.” Fire lights Lucian’s eyes, and he eases away from me and strides toward the summoning circle that hasn’t been opened in months. He moves the table and drags the rug covering it out of the way. It was better for them to hide it to help keep it off their minds. But it’s mostly for my benefit. I really doubt the lingering presence of it helped them. It was just a constant reminder of what they gave up.
“I’m going first to make sure there’s no fuckers there to try and stop us.” Lucian closes his eyes and summons hellfire in his hands, the gesture enough to shake the world around me.
My heart races, and my stomach flips and flops as the babies react to the sudden cracking of the plane. Dante lifts me into his arms and cradles me, my belly making it hard for me to hug him with my body. But I don’t mind having him hold me as if I’m the most precious thing in the world to him. Because I know I am. I’m the most precious thing to him and the rest of the devils in the universe. I feel it in this moment. I forgot how amazing it felt.
As quickly as it comes, I shove it away. My fear keeps me from allowing my body to play on the babies’ emotions. Because I know it’s not me. I have to keep reminding myself that what I’m feeling comes from them.
Lucian reveals his devil façade, and I stare in amazement as his horns graze the ceiling. I know that the devils don’t like to show off who they are to Hell now that they are no longer connected to its power, and it feels so good to see. I never knew that I would miss seeing them in the form they feel the most powerful. But I do.
Whoa. I don’t think rising emotions belong to the babies. Seeing Lucian stomp his massive hoof to crack the foundation of the realm zings through me. It’s as if my body knows where I belong despite not having my soul. Hell calls to me. It has never been more apparent that it’s the place I belong.
Lucian vanishes in a cloud of smoke and fire, and Dante adjusts me in his arms and shifts on his feet, preparing for whatever shit might unfold.
“It’s all clear,” Dante says, brushing his lips to my ear. “Are you sure about this?”
I bob my head. “I’m more certain than ever. It’s the strangest thing. I don’t know if it’s because of the babies or what, but I feel I need to go. I feel as if I’ll somehow be okay as long as I’m there.”
His eyes sparkle green. “You’re going to be better than okay. We all are. You’ll see.”
Stepping forward, Dante doesn’t wait for me to respond and jumps into the ring of fire. The world spins and darkens around me before flames light up my vision. The rancid smell of rotten eggs assaults my nose. I breathe in deeply regardless, as if just the fragrance of Hell can unleash something dark inside me strong enough to conquer Heaven to get my soul back.
My stomach clenches and one of the babies kicks, most likely my little devil spawn, and I inhale another deep breath, now craving the scent of sulfur. It doesn’t smell the same as it had. A tinge of sweet florals blends with it. It’s different.
And then I realize why.
The souls aren’t where they belong. They roam around, trying to find a way out. The angels here aren’t strong enough to control them. They’re breaking Hell down.
Oh fuck.
Lucian stands a couple of feet away, staring at what remains of his kingdom. The lava pits no longer glow. The fires have burned out, and only black rock remains in its place. His towering palace lies in a mountain of rubble. All of his work over the millennium wastes away in such a short time because of the angel invaders. The energy that used to zing through here is gone.
