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“I’ve envied those bonds,” he admits. “I’ve had my entourage. My demons, loyal to their employer. Plenty of women—” I expect that to sting, but it doesn’t. He’s been on Earth longer than I’ve been alive. I can’t really expect him to have been celibate the whole time. He’s a demon, for crying out loud. “—but always alone. Separated, no matter how close. Living inside my head, in the world but never part of it, touching and speaking but never connecting. That loneliness can eat you up.”
My heart aches for him, and I slide my arms around him, turning my body into his as if to offer him my warmth, my touch. He kisses my hair, holding me tight, his thick arms a comforting band around me.
“I thought it would always be like that for me,” he murmurs. “But I don’t feel alone anymore.”
That hits me right in the chest. I have no words to give that feel likeenoughfor this moment, so I don’t use words. Tipping my head up, I pull him down to meet my lips.
Once again, I feel something simmering beneath the surface of our kiss.
It’s more than lust, more than desire… more than anything I’ve ever felt before.
His lips slant over mine, our hands roaming over each other’s body as the contact of our lips switches from soft and deep to hot and hungry.
“You’re all a man could want,” Lucas murmurs in a rough voice. “And you’re more than a devil deserves.”
Lifting me effortlessly into his arms, he carries me back to the car and sets me on the hood. My panties are ripped at the sides, and he ignores my yelp of surprise as he discards them on the ground before sliding his fingers into me. His mouth covers mine, his tongue dancing across my own as he fingers me deeply. I groan, pressing into him, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“I’m going to have to start a tally of how many panties you owe me,” I tease between kisses.
He pulls away, hot lips working their way down my neck. “I have a solution for that,” he murmurs, biting at my ear. “Stop wearing panties.”
“Oh, I’m sure you’d like that.”
I chuckle, although it sounds a little breathless. His fingers are still pumping into me, filling me with more needby the moment. His hand starts to move even faster, his thumb grazing my clit with every rock of his wrist.
“I’d love it,” he growls, pulling back to look me in the eye. “Knowing you’re walking around, bare and ready for me? That it would take so little effort to have you naked and impaled on my cock? Fuck, I can think of very few things I would like more.” I know he means every word, his eyes burning into mine as he speaks. “I’d walk around hard all the time. Every closed door would be an opportunity to bury myself in you, to fill you up…”
I can’t take the intensity, the surging rush of pleasure. I scream out his name as I soar over my peak and tumble through cascading ripples of ecstasy, my body shaking and shuddering for him.
“Such a good girl,” he moans. “Coming so easily for me. Like you were made for this.”
He barely finishes speaking before I’m yanked down toward the edge of the hood. Withdrawing his fingers from my clenching core, he hikes my dress up even more. His dexterous fingers work quickly to unbuckle his pants, and I help him, the two of us scrabbling with his clothes until they’re shoved down far enough to free his cock.
It juts out from his body, hard and thick, and he doesn’t waste a second. Gripping my thighs in a tight hold, he plows into me, forcing my body to accept his massive girth in one deep thrust.
“Fuck!” I cry out, my back arching as the stretch threatens to overwhelm me. “So big. So fuckingbig, I can’t—”
“Yes, you can,” he says, his chest heaving. “You take me so perfectly, little bird. You’re so damn tight. Choking the life out of my cock.”
He groans and growls like a beast as he rocks his hips into mine with a sort of frenzy that I’ve never felt in him before. Like he needs me in the same way I need him. The weak in your knees, beg for it if you have to kind of need.
“I’ve never needed a pussy more,” he grunts to me as he hunches over me, kissing my mouth. “I’ve never needed anyone more.”
“Me neither,” I whisper back, my fingertips tracing his jaw as I kiss him back. “I can’t get enough of you… it’s like, like…”
“Being addicted,” he says, finishing my thought.
I nod and see the recognition in his eyes. He feels the same way, just as hungry, just as desperate for me as I am for him.
Thank fuck. Because if I was alone in feeling this way, I don’t know what I would do.
“I want to mark you,” he groans. “Cover you in me. Any part of me. All of me. Take more of me, Sophia,” he moans, thrusting faster and deeper as his forehead rests against mine. “Can you? Can you take more?”
“Yes,” I whimper. “I want all of you. Give it to me, Lucifer.”
He roars in pleasure and pulls away from my face. His hands are gripping my thighs, keeping me steady. And then it happens. His skin turns a shimmering gray, his eyes glow red, and wings expand many feet in both directions out of his back.
My heart lurches at the same time desire curls low in my belly.
