I bet you would take every demon in Hell into this sweet haven, wouldn’t you?”
“Luc,” I murmured, gasping as the tension in my belly started to uncurl. Tears rolled down my face, painting the bed with my blood.
I cried out as the orgasm built, driven by the Devil ringing my doorbell. Literally. He growled through his teeth, pressing his forehead against mine as I exploded for him. Wetness painted my stomach, and I whimpered, writhing beneath him as vines slowly slid around my body, drinking the blood they’d drawn.
“You planning to join us, or are you just enjoying the show?” Lucifer asked, looking over his shoulder to where Asmodeus stood, holding Makenna in his arms.
“We just came to watch and ensure you defiled Lucian’s whore. He’s coming. I suggest you get her set up on the altar and prepare to trade her for the box. I want it back.”
I felt the subtle change in Lucifer. He didn’t like Asmodeus holding his daughter. He also hadn’t enjoyed what he’d done to me. It made the hair on my nape rise in apprehension. Something else was happening here, something a lot more deadly than even Lucian knew.
The moment Asmodeus left the bedroom with Makenna, Lucifer was up, adjusting his pants.
“Do not do anything stupid right now, Lena. There’s a bathroom through the doors. Clean up and be ready when I return for you. If it’s between you or Makenna, you’re not making it out of this realm alive.”
Lucifer gazed down at my body, wincing before he strolled out of the room, leaving me confused and alone. What the hell was happening? Lucifer was worried, and if the Devil was concerned, the entire world should be, too.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Pain was good. It reminded you that you were still alive. I wasn’t going out like this. I couldn’t, not now. Not since I knew Lucian loved me. ~Lena
I’d cleaned up as best as I could, and a fresh dress was waiting for me once I exited the shower. It wasn’t as sheer of material as the red had been, but you could still see my form through it. Silver bracelets sat on the counter beside the necklace Lucian had given me. My fingers brushed over the symbol, knowing he would come for me.
The sound of knuckles against the bathroom door drew my eyes up to Lucifer in the mirror. He watched me through my reflection, gradually taking in the swell of my breasts the dress had left exposed. He moved forward, settling in behind me. Searching my gaze, he slowly lowered his mouth to my thundering pulse. He slid his hands to my waist, pausing there while he exhaled.
“What is going on, Luc?” I whispered through trembling lips.
“Haven’t you heard? Hell is empty, and a new world order is being decided tonight. Your lover is coming to destroy me, which will eradicate Hell entirely. It will unleash this realm into yours. Asmodeus was promised a realm to rule, and now he’s chosen yours. If I don’t give him what he wants, I will appear weak, and that isn’t something I can afford to do anymore.”
“He’s going to open Hell into the human realm?” I ask as darkened eyes lift from the curvature of my breasts to lock with mine.
Lucifer didn’t reply. Instead, his fingers rose to my jaw, gripping it to turn my body to face him. His mouth crushed against mine in a devastating kiss that rendered me stupid.
I struggled, but a dark growl behind us stalled my fight. I wrapped my arms around him, allowing him control while Asmodeus watched us.
Something within me warned that if I fought Lucifer, Asmodeus would join in, and he wouldn’t fake raping me, play games, or even attempt to be gentle. I wouldn’t survive him, not without some major trauma. Asmodeus was colder than Luc and didn’t play by the same rules as anyone else I’d ever met.
With Erie, he was stiff and didn’t shoot the shit. He told her he wanted her dead, and he wasn’t kidding when he’d said it, either. She was insane enough to think she’d controlled him, but he’d escaped her freezer somehow.
“You do enjoy her, don’t you?” Asmodeus asked with genuine interest.
Lucifer chuckled, breaking apart from me to lower his gaze to my kiss-swollen lips. “I take pleasure in knowing that Lucian will realize everything I have done with her and that she was willing. He thinks himself in love with her, but women are all the same. They’re faithless, selfish