Pandora's Box - Eve Newton Page 0,10

place.

Bound to her.

As soon as she started talking about Axelle being Luc’s Demon Bound, I knew that it pertained to me.

Anna has absolutely no idea and I hope to keep it that way for as long as possible. She spoke about the trials, but I don’t think that is necessary for us. All the rules have changed with her being a female. A strong, beautiful female. I have enjoyed pushing her boundaries today, but I will no longer. I tested her this morning by sitting at the head of the table to see if she would capitulate or put me in my place. I couldn’t have been prouder by her response. She has surprised me with her ferocity and loyalty, but also her ability to love. I came back here knowing she was in power and it disappointed me. I watched her grow up as an entitled little Hellcat with a temper that could shake the Earth’s foundations. Yes, she is still prone to an outburst, but I would no longer call them tantrums. She has worked really hard to mature and learn how to control her temper. I see that Gregory is a significant part of that and his role here is welcomed and clear. I will certainly not stand in the way of a deeper relationship between them, but the human has a long way to go before he is ready to accept Annabelle and Hell for eternity, in spite of what he thinks.

I stand up, deciding to find Elijah. He has been gone for too long and I’m worried that Darius has managed to bring him down for breaking the lockdown. He is a stubborn fool, but he cares about the Hounds, and that is the way it should be.

With a crack of lightning, I transport myself to the kennels and Elijah, only to be slapped in the face with a scene that not only turns me on immensely, but also makes me growl at the stench of blood, her blood, splattered all over the floor.

“Elijah,” I snarl at the Master of Hellhounds, as Annabelle rides him hard in the middle of the doorway. She has the lintel in a white-knuckled grip, using it to leverage herself up and down on Elijah’s dick as he savagely bites her neck, scraping his claws down her arms. He is partial way through a Shift to his Hellhound form and while the sight of the Demon Queen fucking him in his natural state is something I would dearly love to see, he is fucking hurting her, and that is not acceptable.

He ignores me as he continues to chew on her. She writhes around and then shudders violently, coming all over his cock, making him groan in response.

Fuck. I’m all sorts of turned on right now.

“Stop being such a pussy and get over here,” Annabelle pants. “He isn’t doing anything I don’t want him to.”

She hauls herself up again, tearing his fangs out of her neck, this time high enough to get her legs over his shoulders so that he can eat her out. He grips her thighs as he buries his face between her legs. She leans back so that she falls upside down while he holds onto her in a fucking delicious acrobatic move that makes me step forward.

“You are fucking gorgeous,” I murmur down to her and unzip my pants.

She laughs, a wicked sound that makes my dick bounce.

Elijah flips her over, gripping her hips to keep her steady as she lowers her feet to the floor. She rests her hand on my thigh and takes me in her mouth.

“Fuck,” I groan, making eye contact with Elijah.

He holds my gaze, his yellow eyes intense with holding off on a full shift and the heat of the moment.

“Fuck her ass,” I murmur to him.

She pulls her mouth off me and lets Elijah lead her to the bed. She gets on all fours with him behind her. He parts her cheeks and spits on her asshole before guiding his dick roughly inside her. She yelps as he tears her open, but she doesn’t stop him.

Even though it’s obvious she wants this, I say, “You’re a fucking beast.”

“She loves it,” he replies.

I can’t argue with that. Her eyes are alight with Hellfire and it speaks to the darkest part of me. There are places that I want to go with her that no normal Demon would've even thought about. I want to fuck her while she is in her natural Demonic