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My lips cover her jaw, her neck, her shoulders and chest as my thumb strokes her clit. She’s gripping my forearm, her fingers digging into my skin as she rides my hand, and I feel like the two of us might combust at any moment. Like we could burst into flame, burning each other out until nothing but ash remains.
“You always want me, don’t you?” I growl into the skin of her neck. “I could touch you at any given moment, and you’d be wet for me.”
“Yes,” she breathes.
“Because you know you’re mine,” I murmur, nipping at her ear. “Say it.”
“I’m yours, Lucifer,” she moans. Her ass presses against the countertop as I work her pussy, and she spreads her legs as much as possible to give me better access. “Only yours. Yours.Yours.”
She chants it again and again, her voice growing louder as she nears her climax. Hearing her say those words usually fuels my desire, and while my cock is hard as steel for her, it also feels like a punch in the chest to hear her say it. Because even though she’s mine, that doesn’t mean I’ll have her forever.
Maybe not for much longer.
I force that thought away and close my eyes, trying to ground myself in this moment. My mouth returns to hers, devouring her lips once more. The movements of her hips are growing more frantic as her orgasm bears down on her, and I push her toward it, needing to feel her coat my hand with her release.
“I’m yours!” she screams one more time, her body writhing against the counter as she comes hard.
Never have I been so satisfied and so gutted by two words.
This can’t be it. I need more. Before what comes next, I need to get lost in her.All of her.
“We’re not done yet,” I growl, my voice barely recognizable even to my own ears. “Not until I claim every inch of you.”
Chapter28
Sophia
Lucifer’s wordsecho in the small room, and I barely have a chance to catch my breath before he wraps his arms around me, walking me backward from the bathroom vanity toward the door. There’s something I can’t quite decipher in his expression, an intensity radiating from him that scares me a little.
Honestly, so much is fucked up right now that I can’t quite get a handle on my own emotions. I don’t know how to handle everything that just happened, everything I’ve discovered about myself and my history—and what it might mean for our future.
There’s only one thing that makes sense, one thing that willalwaysmake sense, and it’s this.
Us.
Lucifer sets me down outside the bathroom, and our lips barely break apart as we stumble across the room, crashing into walls and a tall dresser as we make our way toward the bed. I have no fucking idea where it is, but I know we’ve reached it when he lifts me easily and tosses me down onto it. I land on the soft blankets and pillows, breathing heavily as he crawls onto the bed and looms over me.
There’s a look in his brown and amber eyes that makes it seem as if he’s trying to peer right through me, to look beyond the surface to see everything that makes me who I am.
Maybe he’s trying to understand how I could truly be part angel.
I don’t know how he’ll be able to come to terms with that fact when I still haven’t. I just… can’t. I can’t process something so monumental. Not right now, maybe not ever.
But I don’t stop Lucifer from staring, allowing him to gaze down at me as I study him right back. His handsome features look even sharper than usual, somehow, more darkly dangerous, as if I could cut myself just by getting too close to him. I don’t care, though. I’d gladly risk whatever danger exists to spend more time in this man’s orbit.
I never meant for it to happen, but somehow, he’s become everything to me.
He’s my prince of darkness, my ruthless demon. My Lucifer. Nothing about what’s transpired will changethat,and that thought is the only thing keeping me together right now.
“Touch me,” I finally whisper, when I can’t stand the anticipation of remaining still under his searing gaze for a second longer.
A sound vibrates in Lucifer’s chest as he gives me what I need. He pulls off the rest of his clothes with deliberate care, then his hands begin to roam over my body, his touch as light as a whisper but full of heavy meaning.
When he reaches my legs, he grips my thighs and spreads them apart, widening them as far as my muscles will allow. I drag in a shuddering breath, and his amber-flecked eyes lock with mine.
“All this time,” he murmurs, his voice thick. “All this time, I thought I was just corrupting a human. The most beautiful, fiercest human I know, one who somehow managed to match me in every way. But I was wrong.”
I swallow hard, hearing the words he hasn’t spoken.
