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I cried out at his second denial. Thankfully, Aiden slowed his pace, and I felt myself relax around him. Then, as if he could sense it, he moved his fingers even faster than before, throwing his legs over mine to keep my thighs from clenching together.

He added a fourth finger, and my inner walls stretched to the point of pleasure-pain. I could feel myself pushing against him; I had to finish whether I had permission or not. “I’m going to––”

“Come, Lilly.” I used all my might to keep my eyes on Nicholas as I came violently around Aiden’s fingers. Had he not been holding my legs open, I think my body would have lifted up out of the water. I yelled Nicholas’s name as I chased the high he’d permitted me to succumb to.

Once I’d finished, I slumped against Aiden’s body, completely spent. He wrapped his arms around me tightly. “Good girl.”

“Good girl indeed. I can’twaitfor my turn.” Nicholas smirked as he kissed my forehead. His cock bulged in his pants; I couldn’t wait to have him, either. “But dinner should be almost ready, and unfortunately, we aren’t able to survive on sex alone.” My stomach growled, making both of them laugh. “Exactly,” he said with a wink.

Chapter 16

Lillian

Pizza––homemadepizza––was for dinner. My princes could cook, and it smelled delicious. Keir looked so relaxed, as if earlier didn’t happen, and I didn’t dare bring it up. I could forget about it too.

As we all sat at the table, the brothers began arguing with each other. Apparently, the twins had come up to find me and left the mess for Keir to clean. Nicholas volunteered them to clean up after dinner as recompense, which earned him a fiery glare from Aiden and a laugh from Keir. His laugh was musical, and Icravedmore of it.

Aiden grabbed my plate and filled it with two slices. I cocked an eyebrow at him, and he added a third. I nodded with approval, and he returned my plate. I was salivating––the pizza had extra cheese, black olives, bacon, and spinach, which were all my favorite toppings.

“How did you know my favorite toppings?” Aiden opened his mouth to answer, but I cut him off. “You know what, never mind. I forgot you guys areprinces of Hell, whatever that's supposed to mean.” He just shrugged and filled his own plate.

Dinner was terrific, and not just because of the delicious food. It was so easy to enjoy myself here, with them. I found myself laughing and smiling so often, my mouth hurt. They teased one another as if I wasn’t there, and it was both entertaining and heart-warming to see the brothers let down their walls.

After we’d finished, Keir went into the kitchen and returned with a pie.

“Wow. The broody one bakes.” I winked.

Keir scoffed, as if I had offended him. “I am capable of many things, Lillian. You’ll figure that out soon enough. Baking is just one of mymanytalents.” His comment made me clench, and I couldn’t explain why. He noticed, of course, and rewarded me with his annoying, dark chuckle. He was just teasing me.Ass.

“Ida’s recipe?” Aiden asked excitedly. He threw his fist in the air when Keir nodded yes. “Fuck yes! She makes thebestpie.”

“Who’s Ida?” I asked.

“No reason to be jealous, little one.” Aiden squeezed my knee. Had I sounded jealous? I hope they didn’t think me crazy; I couldn’t help it. “Ida is practically our grandmother back in Hell. She basically raised us.”

“Ida is aservant,” Keir said, frowning. “No relation to us. She is just our caretaker and has been for many years.” His mood had flipped like a switch, and I practically got whiplash.

“For Satan’s sake, Keir, after how much she’s put up with fromallof us––even you,Mr. Perfect, you’d think you would consider her more than that. No wonder you two are always at it. You’re heartless.” Nicholas laughed and poked Keir in his side.

“We don’t have the luxury of choosing our family.” Keir’s eyes bore into Nicholas’s, and I felt the need to de-escalate the situation before we had a fight on our hands.

“So…” I knew I should have left the Ida thing alone, but curiosity got the best of me. “If Ida pretty much raised you, where were your mom and dad?”

The room was so silent, it was deafening. All three brothers looked at me with grave expressions.Fuck. That was the wrong thing to ask. “Shit. Sorry. I didn’t mean to ask anything off-limits.” I continued to blab nervously. “I don’t know. I just wanted to know more about you guys and…”

“You’re fine, Lilly.” Nicholas reached for my hand across the table. “You are well within your right to ask. It’s only fair you know more about us, but maybe start with something else. That topic isn’t a fun one.”

The guys agreed to answer one question each for the night, although Keir was more reluctant than the other two. The topic of their parents was clearly off the table.

We moved to the living room after dinner was cleaned up. I wanted to ask Keir an easy question, hoping to avoid pissing him off even more, so I asked him how old they were.

“I’m 511, and the twins are 391.”

“I am technically an hour older, though,” Aiden interjected.

I just stared at them in shock. They were hundreds of years old? How? They didn’t look that old.

“Time and age are different in Hell. We are actually considered young back home. Here on Earth, we are only 102 and 78 years old.” Keir must’ve heard my thoughts again, or maybe I just looked confused. Who wouldn’t be?

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