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I narrowed my eyes. “Well, I’m alive, aren’t I? You obviously failed at whatever you were trying to do by killing me.” That was pretty stupid of him, and we both knew it.
A muscle popped in his jaw, and he took one step toward me, then another until he crowded my space and our chests barely touched. I held my ground, tilting back my head to glare up at his face. Violence emanated from him, sucking the air from my lungs and leaving me breathless. Lucien seemed like the type of man who would take a piece of you once he was done with you. But I still refused to cower.
“Come, come, now, little sinner. Someone had a plan for you, and it wasn’t your precious god.”
I winced and balled my hands into tight fists. “You were the one giving me the whole spiel about God and giving into temptation?”
“Very smart girl,” he said with sarcasm dripping from his voice.
I wanted to smack that man. My fingernails dug into my palms, but I ignored the pain. I trembled with anger as it bled through my veins, my reality shifting and everything closing in on me. I’d just gotten over my psychotic episode because of this morning. Now this man sent me over the ledge again. The same out-of-control feeling returned from when the dog barked at me and when Lucien mocked me inside that church.
“Keep your demon back, succubus. I don’t feel like talking to her right now. It’s you who I want to speak with,” Lucien warned.
I ground my teeth together, my gums aching from the change that wanted to happen. Sucking in a deep breath, I closed my eyes and thought about things that helped calm me down. Sebastian’s face popped into my mind, and I clung to it like a lifeline. I had to ignore the hint of guilt that came with it. After a few seconds of calming down, I opened my eyes again and found Lucien staring at me with an unreadable expression.
“I sent Daiman to you so you could feed. The last thing I need is for you to lose control again and kill someone. I don’t want to clean up after you,” he said. “If you don’t feed, I’ll kill you and ensure you stay dead this time.”
I gritted my teeth, and the rage returned.
Don’t lose control, don’t lose control, don’t lose control . . .
“Don’t lose control,” I whispered. “Don’t lose control, don’t lose control.”
Lucien narrowed his eyes, but I caught the confusion flashing across his face before he wiped it away.
Licking my lips, I released a steady breath. “I don’t want Daiman.”
I wanted Sebastian, and from the scowl Lucien gave me, he knew.
“No human will give you what you need. You’ll kill them if you lose control. Youwillfeed from Daiman. He’ll teach you how to be a good little cock sucker and avoid the attention of human authorities and the church.”
“We’re out in public talking about this! You think someone isn’t listening?” I hissed.
“I’m more powerful than you think. If you would just fuck Daiman and learn a thing or two from him, then maybe you can learn how to glamor.”
Lucien sounded so bored when he talked about me fucking someone and learning how to do magic. Besides, how did glamor prevent people from hearing us talk?
“Why are you so worried about my sex life? Maybe I want to fuck someone else!”
“And we are back on the topic of how you can’t have your little human boyfriend who you consumed too much from. You think he still wants you after what you did?” He smirked, finally showing something on his face that wasn’t a glare or a scowl. “I don’t give a fuck who you feed from so long as they’re an incubus, which Daiman is.”
“I don’t even know him,” I argued.
“You didn’t know the man you got on your knees for.”
I snapped my teeth together, grinding them as I tried to find another reason why I didn’t want to fuck Daiman. What happened the other night was out of my control, but I couldn’t tell him that. It wouldn’t matter one bit.
Lucien blinked, and the corner of his lip slightly tipped up in a smirk. He knew he had me and that he was right. “Precisely. While you are in this little rebellious stage, I’ll be here, watching you and waiting for you to finally give in.”
“Why not have Daiman do it?”
“He has a life outside of you, succubus, and I’m a demon who cleans up his own mess.” His lip curled back in disgust as he looked me over like I was shit on the bottom of his shoe.
I began to shrink back but stopped, not wanting him to see how his insults affected me. I raised my chin, showing him I wasn’t afraid of him. Not anymore.
“I don’t need a babysitter,” I said.
“Clearly you do,” he countered.
