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But corrupting her wasn’t the only thing I had on my mind. A quieter part of me was disappointed shewasgiving herself to Duke when I wanted her to give herself to me, knowingly and willingly.
Not that this stopped me.
Sitting on her bed, I pulled her into my lap as we kissed. My hand gripped the back of her shirt, tugging it tight against her chest, leaving nothing to my imagination at how shapely she was under the satin blouse.
She shifted her weight enough to unfold her legs and wrap them around my waist. Natural rhythm rolled her body against mine as we moved together, fueling the spark of desire that had been there since I first laid eyes on her. Magnetic attraction pulled me toward her despite knowing she was supposed to be a pawn.
But I could smell how badly her body wanted me, and her heart was willing to give me the key. As my lips claimed hers in a bruising kiss, my arousal grew, rubbing against her heat. She tugged my shirt from the waistband of my pants, undoing the buttons with careful, shaking fingers.
I sat back for a moment, studying her before making a decision. My body shifted back to Lucio’s vessel while retaining Duke’s face for now. If I could acclimate her to my real body, when I exposed my identity to her, perhaps the transition would be easier.
I leaned in and kissed her before lifting her from my lap and laying her on the bed. I undid the other buttons on my shirt, shrugging it off before leaning to kiss her again. Her hands slid up my bare chest, the hard muscles pulsing under her touch as she traced the crest on my chest.
Grabbing her shirt, I didn’t bother to tug it over her head, tearing the satin apart in one motion and tossing it onto the floor. A small smirk quirked my lips as I discovered she wasn't wearing a bra. My eyes flashed with a burning desire, and I took in the gift I had revealed beneath me. Reaching out, I traced my knuckles along her clavicle before brushing them over her breasts, teasing her nipples to hardened points. Continuing along her body, I moved to her stomach and paused to gently touch my thumb to a series of three freckles hanging below her belly button.
I traced an invisible line to connect the three dots as she spoke, "Orion's belt—my mom used to call it."
I looked briefly at her before gazing back at the spots. Leaning down, my hands found the button of her jeans and undid them. My tongue slipped out and traced along the invisible line before lazily trailing to where skin met denim.
"Lift," I commanded as I tugged her jeans down, forcing her to raise her hips.
She helped me kick them off as my tongue continued its trail along the lacy top seam of her panties. Instinctively, she drew in a breath as she watched me build the anticipation by continuing to tease the fabric and skin. Then, I gathered the material between my teeth and tugged it down.
She was watching me intently, so our eyes locked when I looked at her. I crawled along her body, slowly working her panties down her legs and discarding them on the floor. I tugged her to the bed’s edge by her ankle and propped her legs on my shoulders, kissing the inside of her thigh. The skin was so tender there. Shivers wracked her body while her hand shot to my head, taking hold of my hair.
My eyes never left hers as I laid a series of kisses along her sensitive skin, my nose brushing against her pussy as I drew closer. Kissing the top of her mound, I never looked away even as I leaned in to touch her where she ached for me. Letting out a slow, hot breath, I savored how she trembled with need right before my tongue dove between her folds, lapping at the center of her pleasure.
"Oh, God, Duke!" She gasped the fake name, her body arching and seeking more while the demon inside me roared at another man’s name on her lips.
“Lucifer,” I snapped, my eyes narrowing to slits, so she knew I was serious. “I want you to call me Lucifer. Not God—not Duke—nothing else but Luc or Lucifer because I am about to baptize you in sin, little dove, and I want you to know the name of the demon doing it.”
Her eyes flashed momentarily with confusion, but if she had questions about what was happening, she swallowed them in favor of taking her pleasure. Perhaps, she thought it was a game, but whatever her reasoning, she had no idea how real this was about to become.
“Did you hear me?” I pressed one hand into her belly while the other dove under her, cupping her ass and pressing her harder into my face.
She moaned again, a touch of apprehension on her lips this time. “Yes, Lucifer.”
"Good, now trust me." I didn't move as I spoke so she could feel the reverberation of my words through her core. I was dedicated to my work, moving her into the position that would bring her the most pleasure. Insisting on her trust with my tongue, I probed deeper and drove her body toward its apex.
When I was certain she wouldn't squirm away again, I removed my hand from her belly to brush my fingers against her entrance, teasing her with light touches. My mouth and tongue focused on that pulsing, wanton little button, sending waves of pleasure like electricity through her as my fingers slipped inside, twisting to rub along her g-spot as I retreated.
She moaned shamelessly, grabbing the sheets under her for support and twisting her hands into fists at her side. I unrelentingly drove her toward our mutual goal, shifting the hand on her ass and pressing my thumb against her asshole.
My fingers drove deeper, moving with more pressure as my tongue lapped at her in a frenzy. It culminated. It was too much for her to handle, and her body exploded with an orgasm, coming and crying out my true name unabashedly.
“Lucifer!”
Without a stutter or pause, I pressed and pushed her further than her body had ever gone. She was panting when I finally released her, lazily lapping what was left of the offering her body had given me. She squirmed when she couldn't take it anymore, and I freed her, offering a kiss on her thigh.
"Where'd you learn to do that?" she managed to gasp between deep breaths.
"Hell." I laughed as I crawled up the side of her all-too-tiny bed and laid beside her. One glance at my feet showed no way I could stay the night—they were hanging completely off the edge. I corrected this by pulling one in and tenting the other, stroking my hand down her shoulder and arm, and finally tugging her against my chest.
"Well, thank the devil because ... holy fuck." We both laughed, but Eve's was breathless as she leaned her forehead against my chest and exhaled, trying to steady her heartbeat. I loved the curse word on her lips and wanted to see how filthy I could make her.
But that wouldn’t happen tonight.
Kissing her shoulder, I pulled away with a sigh. “I have to go.”
