Revealing the Monster (Playing with Monsters #4) - Amelia Hutchins Page 0,97

has seen the words forming on your flesh and knows you’re mine and only mine. I have never claimed another as I am openly claiming you now.”

Swallowing past the swelling in my throat, I turned his words over in my mind. Tears flooded my eyes, but I blinked them away rapidly. He wasn’t declaring his love. Lucian had declared ownership in front of the guests who watched us. He’d branded my flesh as if claiming a cow that would graze in his fields.

Chapter Twenty-Three

And so the monster claimed his prize, showing the world his devotion. But the pretty prize didn’t grasp that her life was his to take. ~ Lucian

On stage, Lucian and I watched the people who lingered on the lower level. The club was packed tonight, and I didn’t need to be told that more immortals than usual had shown up to see what Lucian would do with me. They’d assumed he would declare me free to claim and himself back on the market. Relief flooded through me that they were left disappointed in that aspect. But I had to stay focused because Lucifer was here. So were Nyx, Hades, and other immortals that had played a role in what I’d become.

Lucian lifted his hand to my throat while lowering the other. I shivered at the heat of his touch as it moved south. He cupped my core, and I moaned, melting into the power of his body. He was showing Luc what he’d never get and what he’d claimed tonight.

“Lucifer is pissed off that you’re so near, yet out of reach,” Lucian whispered in my ear. “Hades is trying to bend my mind to figure out how we bypassed his little parting gift for me.”

“Which gift?” I asked, distracted by Luc standing close enough that I could smell the gentle scent of brimstone and cinnamon that clung to him.

“The one that ensured you could only be with him, Lucifer, or me,” Lucian answered. “He banked too much on his magic and powers being absolute. He never imagined you’d find a loophole. He is curious how Spyder entered the equation.”

As Lucian spoke, Hades’ lips twisted into a smile, and he lifted his chin in acknowledgment at hearing Lucian’s words. Nyx, on the other hand, looked like she wanted to murder us both. I hadn’t seen her since she came to the bar demanding her daughter’s release. Lucian had instructed his men to deal with her while he’d handled me, discovering what the furies had done to Spyder.

“You are quiet tonight, Lena,” he stated, forcing my attention back to him.

I nodded, allowing Lucian to adjust me on his lap to face him. Sliding my gaze over his beautiful bone structure, I frowned. “I’m just lost in my thoughts,” I admitted, because it was the truth.

“You’re gorgeous this evening.” He cupped my neck, bringing my mouth to his.

The kiss was slow and sexy as his tongue slid over my lips, demanding entrance. When his tongue touched mine, it dueled for dominance as the room faded around us. His hand remained on my neck, tilting my head to allow him better access to my mouth. Moaning, I rocked my hips as lust ignited within my core. He pulled back, chuckling at my response to his unhurried kiss.

“You need that itch scratched, don’t you?” he growled huskily.

His midnight eyes sparkled with laughter, knowing damn well the subtle buzzing of the vibrator within me was driving my body to a level of need that bordered on torture. Lucian had lowered the velocity of the vibration, but only a little. His free hand roamed over my back as I straddled his lap, peering at him from beneath my thick, dark lashes.

“I need you, Lucian.” I swallowed, barely able to hide the need and lust that filled my throat, creating a steady pulse in my pussy that throbbed for him. “You’ve made your point. Now sate my hunger, asshole.”

“I like you on the brink of insanity. Crazy bitches fuck so much better than normal ones. You’re wet just thinking about me stretching you, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I replied huskily, uncaring who heard the raw desire filling my tone. “I ache, and you’re the only one I want to soothe that need. I get it; you want me to know who I belong to and to remember it on a deeper level. You’ve driven that point home, but you’re not driving that big, hard cock into my cunt yet. If I have to be crude to state