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“Fuck off. It’s not for you.”
A sexual wave hit him again, but this one was bigger, crashing down on him so hard he clenched his teeth. His cock throbbed in his pants, and his balls felt heavy and full. Once again, he thought of Eva. She was in the hotel room. Naked and splayed on the bed, waiting as he knelt between her legs.
And then Lilith was there in Eva’s place, her nude body writhing as she caressed her breasts with clawed hands.
Logan roared at the intrusion. Panting, he dug his fingers into his thighs to the point of mind-numbing pain and glared across the steamy space at Lilith.
“You’re vile,” he ground out.
“Oh, I haven’t even started being vile. That was just the tip of the clit.” She traced her fingers over a remarkably detailed wall carving of female genitals. “I can do so much more to you. And I will. I just haven’t figured out how I’m going to approach your cousins. They’re all so boring. Aleka works in a dusty museum, and Leilani is self-centered and always busy doing whatever she does at that demon’s tech company. Now, Scotty…she’s got potential. She’s bold, crude…totally worthy of being my granddaughter. What a spitfire. She reminds me of my darling Limos, back before she betrayed me.” She smiled with what Logan assumed was fondness. “And then there’s your sister, Amber. Poor child. So frail and helpless. Your father should have drowned that little cum-stain at birth. Your whore mother has made him weak.”
Anger seared his veins, but he forced himself to remain calm. No doubt Lilith was testing him. She was on a recon mission, and he wouldn’t give her any information she could use against him or anyone else.
Lilith twined a long lock of black-as-midnight hair around her finger and played coy. “Who was that woman at the hotel?”
“You’d hate her,” he said casually. “She’s part of a visiting Aegis team. I’m sure any of them would love a shot at carving out your heart.”
Her deep laugh was as smoky as the air around them. “As if I fear a puny human, demon slayer or not. Are you fucking her?”
Logan didn’t know much about his grandmother, but he knew she wasn’t stupid. She wouldn’t believe his denial. She’d seen him kiss Eva, and even if she hadn’t, Lilith would have sensed the sexual energy that pulsed between them. Hell, everyone on the sixth floor probably had. When they’d been wrapped around each other, tongues tangling, lips tasting, the fire between them had felt as hot as the magma chamber.
He’d wanted to flip Eva around, take her down to the bed, and spend a few hours exploring that svelte, firm body. Backing off hadn’t been easy. But it had been necessary, as this situation proved.
“I was hoping to get lucky with her,” he said, running with something she’d believe. “But you went and ruined that. It was my last chance before the team heads back to the States. So, thanks for the cockblock, Granny.”
“I’m sure you have plenty of other willing females to choose from.” She gave an imperious wave of her hand, the topic of Eva apparently dismissed. Logan let out a silent sigh of relief. “Now, would you like to get to know me? Ask me a question. Any question.”
What was her game? He studied her for a moment, measuring her against the backdrop of the obscene artwork that filled the temple with both erotic and gruesome images. All manner of beings, from animals and humans, to demons and angels, were represented in the wall carvings and statues, all in excruciating, tormented detail.
Damn, his grandma was a monster. Inside that perfect, curvy body covered in smooth, creamy skin was a demented sex fiend with some twisted kinks and a taste for torture.
“Okay, I’ll play.” He glanced around the temple as if fascinated, taking note of potential escape routes, weapons, and hazards, a survival tactic that had been drilled into him since birth. And not just by his warlord uncle, Ares. Nope, as the children of Horsemen and the grandchildren of an angel, he and his cousins were fated to fight in the Final Battle, which meant training twice per week with a contingent of battle angels.
The Apocalypse is coming, you know.
How many angels had said that to him over the years? Way too many. They were holovids stuck on replay with giant sticks shoved up their asses.
Which, according to one of the wall paintings, was something Lilith enjoyed doing to others. Big, pointy sticks, and clearly unwilling victims.
“Why now?” he asked her. “You were released from Sheoul-gra thirty years ago. Why wait this long—?”
“To fuck with you.” A hot gust of volcano gasses blew through the space, searing his exposed flesh. Instant blisters erupted on his skin, and his nose and throat burned like they were on fire. Lilith didn’t seem affected at all. “I stewed over the loss of Sheoul-gra for a while. For powerful entities like me, it was demon heaven. So much pain, suffering, and torment.” She shuddered in what he could only call excitement. At least, it looked like a shudder through his dry-roasted eyes. “After Azagoth was through torturing me, he threw my broken body into the fifth ring to rot. But my reputation and my strength propelled me quickly through the political hierarchy. The fifth ring was filled with the worst of the worst, and I practically ruled it. I had Hades eating out of my hand, and I think I could have had him eatingmeout soon.”
Logan doubted that. By all accounts, Hades was fiercely loyal to his fallen angel mate, and she wouldn’t take too kindly to Lilith making a move on her male.
Lilith slid her hand down her chest and over her abs, then lower, as she fantasized about sex with the fallen angel. Logan averted his gaze when her fingers slid under the hem of her minidress.
“And then Azagoth had a fucking temper tantrum and destroyed it all.” She yanked her hand from between her thighs. “I didn’t want to come back to a Sheoul where Revenant rules instead of Satan. I lost most of my worshippers when Reseph killed me, so I had nothing in this realm. Nothing.” Her expression twisted in rage, her lips peeling back from teeth that hadn’t been sharp just seconds earlier. “Reseph. The most worthless of my children. If onlyhehad children. I’d rip them apart in front of him. I’d make him watch as I tortured them over and over for months on end. Maybe he’d turn back into Pestilence and make me proud.”
Disgust and loathing filled Logan, along with a healthy dose of shame. He’d heard the stories of his lunatic grandmother, of course, but deep down, no one wanted to believe their relative could be so evil. He’d even once wondered if Uncle Reseph had really needed to kill her.
He got it now. Hesogot it.
“Right. Okay, so that doesn’t answer my question.”
The cascading magma walls reflected in her eyes, intensified by the anger in them. “You’re as insolent as your father, you little wretch. Waiting thirty years is nothing. It’s the blink of an eye when you’re thousands of years old, child. But don’t worry, I did spend some of those years getting ready.”
“Getting ready for what?”
