The Lure of the Devil (The Demons' Muse #4) - Auryn Hadley Page 0,59

Michael. The angels will be angry about that, and if they even suspect that you have been to see Uriel, they will make him tell them. They will offer him everything he desires, and if he refuses, then they will break him until his only way to make it stop is to hand you to them. Muse, that is how angels work. They are not like Lucifer. They do not care. Not even your father!"

"I think you're wrong," I said gently. "I think Uriel has done a lot of things to help me, but no, I don't completely trust him. Bel, I don't know him. I promise that we'll have a way out, and I honestly believe that Luke would shield me so I could get away, even if that means he couldn't."

Bel just leaned closer to my face. "And then we would be unable to help him. Angelis is a bad place. Nothing good happens there."

"I happened there!" I shot back.

He just shook his head. "You happened on Earth. You were born on Angelis, but you became you on Earth. You learned to be kind on Earth. You learned to be strong on Earth. You even learned how to love on Earth. None of those things happen on Angelis."

"And I can't find out how many slaves we need to save on Earth," I told him. "Bel, I'd take you if I could."

He reached up to run the backs of his knuckles across my cheek. "Would you, though?"

I leaned into his touch. "Always. You're my guardian demon, right?"

"I am," he whispered as he leaned just a little bit more.

And his lips found mine. I hooked an arm around his neck and pulled a little more, letting my mouth part beneath his. As if that gave him permission, he surged into me. Bel's arms wrapped around my back, and his tongue took me, making me moan against him. All day, I'd been teased by these men. My body was begging for more, and Bel felt like he was more than willing to give it.

Kiss by kiss, he walked me backwards. I thought we were aiming for the bed, but I didn't look. My eyes were closed, and my complete attention was on pressing more of my body against his. I felt his hand drop to my ass, and then my back hit the wall. I sucked in a breath, my eyes opening wide just as he lifted.

I didn't need to think. My legs wrapped around his waist of their own accord. My hands grasped his shoulders, but I didn't need to. He had me, and he held me as if I weighed nothing when he leaned in, devouring my mouth until I felt like I couldn't breathe, but in the very best way. Only then did he move to my neck.

But before he made it there, the latch clicked and my door began to open. Both of us froze, and Bel eased me down to the ground as he looked back to see who had just interrupted. From the crease on his brow and the lashing of his tail, I had a feeling this wasn't going to go well.

Then Sam slipped through the smallest gap he could, easing the door closed behind him. He took one look at us and smiled. "Don't mind me. I'm just here for the show. Well, and the bed, since those three were giggling about something having to do with vaginas as they headed to the loft."

"Three?" I asked.

Sam was nodding as he pulled his belt off. "Yep. So, since your period is over, does that mean this is no longer a sex-free room? Or are we still on our best behavior?"

Bel looked back at me, a smile on his lips. "Can I do more than just kiss?" he asked.

Ok, this whole period thing with five guys? Yeah, it was completely mortifying, and right about now, I was thankful it would never happen again. Standing there, trapped against the wall by Bel's mass, I was doing everything possible to keep my face from turning bright red.

"You can do more," I mumbled.

He caught my chin, lifting it so I had to look at him. "May I, kartem?"

"Oh, 'sunset.' I like that one," Sam said. "Fits her."

Bel's head snapped over to glare at him. "You are not helping!"

"Nope," Sam agreed. "Just watching."

"Then say less," he almost snarled before looking back at me. "May I?" His tone had become perfectly gentle.

I just grabbed the bottom of my shirt and