Page 87 of Thanatos' Craving

I hummed low and saw Fluffy and I’m assuming Macaroni lying next to each other on the couch near the fire. They haven’t been gone long.

“You don’t think someone came in here, do you?” Lucifer’s anger was apparent as his wings spread behind him, the blackness of his hands crawling up his arms.

“Be calm. I don’t think there is ill intent.” Because that was when I heard the beat of music, and an all too familiar sound I heard once before in Juniper’s soul when I read it. “Do you hear it, Lucifer?”

He calmed his breathing, and his head turned to the noise.

We quickly dashed out of the room, our footsteps echoing down the hallway. The music intensified, its pulsating beat reverberating through our bare feet, creating a rhythmic throb. As we came to a halt, we realized we were standing in front of the corridor leading to the palace’s gym and studio rooms. Ares sulked outside a door, his lips down turned in discontent. He absentmindedly tossed a racquetball against the wall, the sound of it bouncing back to his hand filling the air with a repetitive rhythm.

“Party poopers,” he mumbled.

“Where are our mates?” Lucifer hissed as he approached.

Ares stood up and crossed his arms. “In there.” Ares tilts his head. "We can't go in until they're ready for us," he said.

The beat of the bass drops and Ares rolled his eyes. “Fuck, all I can think about is what Mariah is doing in there right now. I wonder if Juniper is rubbing her tits all over her.”

I snapped my head to Ares. “The fuck did you say?”

Ares shook his head and ran a hand down his face. “Sorry, it’s just Mariah and Uriel talked Juniper into giving them strip tease and stripper pole lessons.”

Lucifer’s smile turned lustful, while my eyes turned wild with anger.

“Did she want to do this or was she forced?” My shadows crawled around Ares’ neck and began to suffocate him.

Ares swatted the shadows, but it did nothing to keep them from strangling him. “Chill, bro, she wanted to do it. They all got their fancy outfits on and everything. Juniper was really into it!”

My shadows loosened their hold and my cock instead filled with desire.She wanted to dance? She wanted to strip? After all she has been through?

“Why would she want to, after everything–?”

“Dude–” Ares interrupted, “just because she has an awful experience doesn’t mean she wants to give up something she loves. She likes to dance. She enjoys dancing, just not naked in front of people she doesn’t know or like.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Mariah’s been telling her she needs to do it for you, so you’re welcome and all.” He bobbed his head.

I hummed and went to the door. “I think they have practiced enough.”

Lucifer nodded. “I agree.” He adjusts his appendage and we open the door together to get a sight we never thought we would ever see.

A short bunny outfit adorned Lucifer's mate. Her legs were accentuated by white stockings, paired with provocative white stripper platform shoes. A fluffy bunny tail playfully swayed with her every move. Her bare stomach drew attention, while her top, adorned with delicate baby pink beads along the hem, added a touch of innocence to the ensemble. Completing the look, the bunny ears atop her head elicited a mix of amusement and desire. Lucifer, unable to resist, palmed his cock, groaning audibly at the captivating sight before him.

Ares stepped beside me, his voice a storm of curses as his mate abruptly turned around. She stood before us in a warrior princess ensemble that accentuated her physique. Her attire comprised a loincloth sarong and a fitted top. As she moved,the beads adorning her outfit emitted a pleasant clinking sound. With a playful dip, she showcased her back, captivating her mate’s attention.

“Fuck I’m going to come right here,” Ares said. Lucifer and I both stepped away from him and that was when I get my chance to look at my mate.

At the far end of the room stood the most stunning woman, leaning gracefully against a polished pole. Her muscular arm delicately wrapped around it, drawing attention to her mesmerizing presence. Adorned in a captivating burlesque ensemble with tight laced corset, her attire exuded allure in every way. The outfit's backside featured delicate tulle embellishments, adding a touch of mystery to her allure.

As she moved, her hair cascaded in voluminous, meticulously styled curls, enhancing her already breathtaking appearance. Her long legs seemed to stretch endlessly, accentuated by a black lace garter that adds a seductive charm. Completing the ensemble, her high-heeled shoes accentuated her round ass perfectly, causing a tantalizing sensation that left me helplessly captivated.

“Get out,” my voice boomed like thunder, causing the shadows to disperse as if chased by sunlight, revealing the intricate details of my dark robes that billowed ominously.

Not that anyone heard my voice. The other people in the room were filing out before I said it.

Juniper gave a mischievous smirk, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief. With each step, her shoes made a soft tap against the polished floor, creating a rhythmic melody that echoed through the room. As she approached, a chill ran down my spine, and I could feel the weight of her presence, her confidence radiating like a tangible force. In that moment, I couldn’t help but question who truly held the power in this twisted dance of ours. Even as I cradled her lifeless body in my arms, her influencecontinued to cling to me, an undeniable hold that transcended the boundaries of life and death.

“You want to see what we’ve been working on the last couple of hours?”

She wore a deep shade of beautiful red on her lips. Not that she needed makeup, but it created a fucking bullseye that I couldn’t keep my eyes off of.

I wonder how that color would look like wrapped around my cock?

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