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“Such a good answer,” I praise, stroking her ass. “The words of a true little whore. Are you a whore, Sophia?”
Her pussy contracts around the tip of my cock, rippling around me like she’s trying to drag me in deeper, to make me fill her all the way. “Yes. I’m a whore for you. No one else.”
I close my eyes, tilting my head back. Fuck, if she had any idea what she does to me with her words. The power she holds over me. She’s become more than an addiction to me. She’s become something essential, something I don’t know how I would live without.
“Brace yourself, little bird,” I grit out. “Because I’m about to claim what’s mine.”
Then I draw back and slam all the way into her, roaring to the sky as I bottom out with a hard thrust. She screams in pleasure, her voice mingling with mine as I start moving my hips in a rough and quick rhythm. My hips slap against her ass, turning the soft flesh an even brighter shade of pink, and I stare down at her in wonder, my chest tight and my balls already aching for release. We’ve fucked like this almost too many times to count at this point, but there’s a new depth to it now.
Because she loves me.
It’s not the shallow sort of love that humans depict in their idiotic movies, either. No, there’s a true weight to it when one considers everything we’ve already been through together.
And perhaps unhealthily and obsessively, that knowledge turns me on. I want so much of her,all of her, and this is the only way I know to express it. The only way I can claim her entirely, the way my heart and body craves.
“That’s right,” I grunt. “Take it. That’s my girl.”
I’m fucking her as deeply as I can, each thrust trying to get deeper still, taking what I need from her body while giving her the same pleasure in return.
“Yes. Fuck yes, Lucifer. Oh shit, more,please…” Sophia is moaning, gripping at the rocks, and cursing under her breath.
“I could never deny you anything,” I say. “Even from that first moment you brought cupcakes to my office. I would’ve given you the world then, if you’d asked for it. Knew even then that I wanted to make you mine. Wanted to bend you over my desk and eatyouinstead of that cupcake.”
She lets out a plaintive, sexy little sound, and the memory of that day in my office and everything that’s happened since then ignites something in my chest. Draping her dark hair over one shoulder, I lean over her and start to kiss and bite at her neck as I thrust into her. I want to see my mark on her, want to claim her in every imaginable way.
She cries out when I bite down hard on the spot where her neck and shoulder meet, and her pussy clamps down around my cock in response. I suck hard on the delicate flesh of her neck, making her groan and arch against me.
“Right there,” she whines. “Right there. Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t—”
She bucks against me as she comes hard, and I release her skin from between my mouth with a wet pop. Teeth marks and a visible bruise are already marring her fair skin, and the sight of it pushes me over the edge too.
I slam into her a few more times, emptying myself as my cock pulses, and she whimpers with each heavy thrust. Her legs shake, and we both stagger forward a little, held up only by the immovable strength of the rock wall.
Breathing hard, I wrap an arm around her waist and nuzzle my face against the back of her neck, inhaling the scent of her hair and skin. My eyes close, and as I breathe in again, I realize in a rush that if it were ever possible for me to love, I would love her too.
The thought makes something tighten in my chest, and I pull out and turn her around, caressing her flushed face with my fingertips. Setting them under her chin, I tip her face up and kiss her, the pressure of my lips as tender and firm as a fresh wax seal.
Her cheeks are flushed a beautiful dusky pink, her eyes luminous with sated desire, and her full lips slightly parted. She looks…happy, and everything in me screams to preserve that look for all eternity.
“I swear, Sophia,” I murmur. “I will find a way to get you out of this. Out of Hell, and out of Cephalus’s clutches. You have to be safe—” My voice shakes as I break off, and I know my eyes have changed to their demonic red. I can’t help it. It’s that important.She’sthat important. “But I want you to have your freedom too.”
She sighs and leans her head against my shoulder. “Thank you. For everything.”
“It’s not enough,” I tell her, and I mean it.
No matter what promise I make, it will never be enough. But that won’t stop me from trying.
We stay like that for several long moments, wrapped up in each other in silence, and then I lift her into my arms, flying over the desert. I give her a lazy tour over the top of the broken canyons and the arid valley beyond, taking an indirect route back to the palace.
My first impulse is to take her back through the window, but I know that will only make her feel trapped again. Instead, I bring her down to the balcony between the two points of the pentagram which contain the family wings. We set down in a secluded area near the edge.
“This is where those who boast personal relationships with the royal family tend to socialize,” I tell her as we begin to walk through the hedges toward the palace. “It’s a more civilized area, in general, than the lower levels. Not that the people are necessarily better behaved overall—just that no one wants to be responsible for splattering my parents, or siblings—with anything objectionable.”
She shudders slightly. “I don’t even want to think about what your siblings might find ‘objectionable.’”
“Your boyfriend, for one.” Abaddon’s voice makes Sophia freeze in her tracks. Tension instantly spreads across my shoulders. My brother slowly steps out from behind a tall shrub, smirking at us with his arms crossed over his bare chest. “More specifically, I find the fact that such a pretty little thing would willingly spend her time draped all over—that—objectionable.” He gestures at me with an almost effeminate air of disgust.
I’m already getting pissed. Then Sophia looks up at me with an expression of utter boredom. “Huh. Did you hear that, Lucifer? I’m a thing.”
