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I sigh and step back from the door. She’s not going to let this go. “No. What I need is for you to be safe, which is not something I can ensure if you come with me, whatever it is I end up doing. I need you to stay here, in My Domain, where Leviathan’s powers are weaker.”
“Wait a sec … So, if His powers are weaker here, that means Yours are weaker in His Domain, right?” Callie narrows her gaze and wags a finger at me. “You’re not planning on storming His Castle or some dumb shit like that, are You? Because I’mdefinitelynot staying behind if You’re going to risk Your ass on something so stupid.”
“I will be fine,” I scoff, but it appears that Callie sees through my false bravado. She stares me down in a battle of wills, one that I fear I’m losing.
In truth, she has a point: regardless of what I plan, I will be weaker when I enter Leviathan’s Territory. I was meant to be strongest when surrounded by the sexual energy of the souls damned to my little corner of Hell. Leviathan’s Realm is full of raw envy, something that does nothing to feed my powers.
I pinch the bridge of my nose and shake my head. “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”
“Nope.”
With a resigned sigh, I step forward and pull her into my arms. “Fine. I won’t go. But that means you won’t, either. Not until we have a solid plan for taking out My Brother. Does that sound like a reasonable compromise?”
Callie remains stiff and defiant for a few more moments, but she finally relaxes into my grip. “Fine.”
Chapter 13
Callie
Okay, so I agreed to behave. Doesn’t mean I can’t change my mind about it, right? That’s, like, a woman’s prerogative or something.
Az and I go about our daily routine of magic training and doling out sexual tortures, and He’s gone from keeping me to the sidelines to actually allowing me to participate and make decisions myself. I almost feel bad about my plans to sneak away when He’s not paying attention and head off to Leviathan’s area of Hell.
Almost.
I love Az, I really do, but I can’t just let Him go after His Brother alone. That would make me a shitty girlfriend, and I’m not about to let myself get that kind of rep. No, I’m gonna be the girlfriend who saves the day, the one who comes up with a brilliant plan that keeps Az out of the danger zone and busts Leviathan’s ass into nothingness.
Problem is, I have no idea what that brilliant plan is—yet.
One thing is obvious: I have to move quickly. I can’t take my time scoping out Leviathan’s Domain and coming up with a strategy. This has to be all-or-nothing, a one-off of epic proportions.
I don’t know if Az suspects anything. He seems content with letting me do my thing for the time being, and it’s kind of cute how He praises me for a job well done, whether it’s practicing infernal magic, coming up with a clever torture for a damned soul, or something new in the bedroom.
That bedroom is quickly becoming my favorite place. I hadno ideahow many different ways Az and I could pleasure each other, and the laser focus He uses to get me off is amazing. It’s like He puts His own orgasm last every time, instead giving me several O’s in rapid succession before allowing Himself the luxury of coming inside me. I try to reciprocate, to keep up with the paces, but He’s a Goddamned Prince, and there’s just no way I can. The best I can do is hang on for dear life and drink some magic herbal tea to soothe my raw throat after another screaming session.
I try not to let my lack of experience get to me, but it does. He literally knows every move there is, plus some that aren’t humanly possible, and I feel so inadequate in comparison. Az is quick to reassure me, to tell me how much it pleases Him to be with me, but it’s a hard concept to grasp. I’m just an eighteen-year-old human woman. What do I offer that gets Him so excited?
Whatever it is, I’d better figure it out soon, so I can keep it up for the next however many years I have left with Him. He says the lifeline tattoo on my back is a long one, but what does that mean to an immortal demon? Am I going to live longer because of the infernal magic I’m using? I have so many questions and precious few answers. Az won’t tell me how many years I have left. Something about ruining the surprise. Jerk.
By some miracle, I finally get the chance to turn the tables on Az one morning when I wake up before Him. He’s asleep, dreaming, and from the way He’s shifted to demon form and the towering erection He’s sporting, it’s a damn good dream. The spiraling sex magic is another good hint that this is the perfect time to strike.
I watch Him writhe in His sleep for a few minutes before the sight of Him gets me riled up enough to take action. I slip out of my panties and climb onto His bucking lap, facing His hooved feet. We’ve done it with Him in His natural form often enough now that the size of Him doesn’t scare me anymore, though I still summon some magical lube to make it easier to slide in. Once I’m firmly locked in place, I start to bounce, letting His barbed cock rub my insides. My tits bounce with me, barely contained by the bra I’d slept in. I swear, one of these days I’m gonna put my own eye out with these monsters.
I shouldn’t have worried about the dancing boobs; within seconds, Az has woken, and He takes hold of them from behind, massaging them with His clawed hands and keeping them from pummeling me. He growls low in His throat and starts meeting my hips with thrusts of His own.
“Naughty Calliope,” He rasps. “You should know better than to wake a sleeping demon.”
I turn my head to look at Him over my shoulder. “You looked like You needed my help.”
Az’s eyes trail down my back to where our hips meet. “True. Perhaps I should not look a gift cunt in the mouth, then.”
I giggle and playfully slap His muscular thigh. “Speaking of naughty, watch that language! You’re in the presence of a lady.”
“You’re no more a lady than I a gentleman, and I love you all the more for it.”
Keeping one hand across my chest, Az sits up and adjusts His position on the bed. He’s hitting deeper now, and when I reach back and grab His horns for something to hold onto, He lets loose. Gone is Mr. Nice Demon, and in His place is a wild animal.
I dig the animal.
