Page 41 of Devil Bound
“Nelly.”He made my name sound like silk running over a stripper’s thigh.“Keep doing things like that, and I’ll have to restrain you.”
Oh, that fucker.He even had the nerve to lick his lips, showing me his tongue as if he wanted to dare me, but I wasn’t going to take his bait.I looked away.
I was going to leave, any moment now.
21
Lionel
“Keep doing things like that, and I’ll have to restrain you.”Lucifer’s deep, warm, and unnecessarily seductive voice had no business taking up the real estate it was currently occupying in my brain.His voice was an obnoxious squatter, not unlike how the Devil his own damn self was…squatting.In my personal space, standing next to me with his arm around my waist in his all-white rich-people living room.Except squatting made him sound small, and that he was not.
Not that I was talking about the size of his penis at all.I’d never seen his penis, didn’t want to see his penis, and…well, maybe immortals didn’t even have penises.Who knew?
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Tiamat walking down another hallway and leaving to go for her midnight swim.She briefly met my eyes, and an echo of that sense of belonging I had felt earlier rushed through me.
“Please keep doing things like that,” Lucifer whispered into my ear.“I’d really like to restrain you.”
“Get off me.”I shoved him in the chest.
Oh, sweet gods.Lucifer wassolid.He didn’t move an inch.I might as well have shoved one of those antique marble statues, except those had a better personality than the Devil, were mostly naked, and hadn’t forced me to go on a juice cleanse, so I liked them much better.
Lucifer completely ignored me.“You seem to have had a bad day.There is this scent about you…hmm.Death, I think.I’d let you tell me all about it, but when the Dragon Mother sends one to bed, one doesn’t argue.”
I knew I needed to remain stalwart here.I needed to embrace celibacy.Plus, I’d not seen definitive proof that Lucy even had a penis, not that I wanted or needed it.
Stalwart, I kept repeating over and over in my head as I said, “Stop with this bullshit already, Lucy.I’m leaving.”
Lucifer chuckled.His blue eyes focused on mine, drowning me like a stormy ocean would a shipwrecked sailor.
“No, you’re not.We’re going to bed.You’re my boyfriend.”
He raised his chin, the light in the room making his eyes seem like they shone with an innate glimmer.
“Lucy, I’m not your boyfriend.”
“Shush, Nelly.”
“Don’t you fucking shush me!”
He grinned like the trickster he was.“That’s something you’d only say to your boyfriend.”
“No, it’s not.”
This deep, unusual growling noise he made again.“Yes, it is.”
“No!”
“Yes.Say no one more time, and I’ll tie you up nice and tight, and then I’ll—”
“N—thanks, but I don’t think that’ll be necessary.”
His nostrils flared.“Come on, babe.Let me show you our bedroom.”
“Wh—?"
His arm snaked around my waist, and he dragged me along with him through the house.I tried breaking his hold—stalwart!—but it was no good.He was stronger.Him smirking at me distracted me momentarily, and I went right back to…not thinking about the penis he maybe didn’t have, a real Schrödinger’s cat of a penis.
His fingers managed to work my shirt up above my waistband.That could have been accidental, but I didn’t think anything the Devil did was accidental.I figured skin-to-skin contact—him drawing circles with his thumb on the small of my back—was going to give me a boost, so with all my power, mostly, I zapped him, trying a brute force play to get him to back off.
