Page 59 of Her Darkest Devils (The Seven Sinners of Hell's Kingdom 3)

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I knock on the doorframe of Lucian’s room, catching sight of him just sitting on the edge of the bed. He looks so incredibly angelic as he stares off into space. Turning his head, he meets my gaze, and for a split second, I realize that Micah was right. Something has changed. Unfortunately, he summons his dickwad self and narrows his eyes.

“What?” he asks, his hellfire lighting his eyes. “I’m not in the mood for bullshit, Raven. Your rejection is getting on my nerves.”

I hurt his pride by leaving. Of course I did.

My mouth takes on a mind of its own and I smile despite my good senses. “You think I was ever in the mood for your bullshit, Satan? Stop acting like I pegged you without lube.”

He growls.

I grin wider. “And I won’t apologize for leaving. You need to learn that you’re not entitled to me, even if you turn me on. Your asshole deals ruined your chance for me to give in...but there’s time to fix this crap. Find Elias for me, and maybe I’ll reward you. End my contract, and maybe I’ll fuck you how you imagine. Let me control the deal for once.”

“No,” he snaps. “Your manipulation won’t work when your soul is mine and I know you’ll give in.”

I narrow my eyes. “Not if I find Elias first. Which we’re close. We’re going to find him today, and then I’ll be one step closer to getting my own power.”

He remains expressionless. “Sounds like a damn plan. I have business I need to attend to and need Dante by my side, so we can make a day out of it.”

My smile falters. I had intended to push his buttons and make him realize he won’t ever get his way, not turn my day with Dante into a satanic errand. Shit. “Fine.”

Is that a blip of surprise on his face? Fuck yeah, it is. He thought I’d deny him.

“I can’t wait to see your face when we get Elias without your help,” I add, forcing my face to obey my command to smirk. “And since you’ve been so unhelpful, I’ll make sure to be loud enough for even Heaven to hear when I sit on his face. Bend over and plant my palms on the floor. Have Dante and Kase teach him how to use the swing and give everyone a show. He’d do it for me.” Warmth builds between my legs at my attempt to make him jealous, because it reminds me of putting on a show for Andre.

Standing up, Lucian strides across the room, trying to intimidate me with his presence. His onyx eyes smolder like coal, and he braces his hand on the doorframe above my head. His scent, like smoky incense, engulfs me. It might be the first time I’ve paid attention. Breathed a little deeper. Teasing Lucian is like playing with a grenade and if I fuck around too much, he’ll go off. But I don’t think any sort of explosion between Lucian and I could be more dangerous than everything I’ve been through. If anything, it’ll prove just how tough I am. I break angels. I stand beside devils. I can handle Lucian.

“Careful, Raven. You’re teasing my darkness. I’d accept another whipping to taste your lips, you know. Steal a kiss that will set your soul off. That’s all it would take.” Lucian bows closer, gliding his tongue over his bottom lip as he studies my mouth. “One small touch will weaken your knees.”

Ah Hell. “I’m starting to think you enjoy me hurting your pride.”

Lucian graces me with a wicked smile. “We both know you’re lying to yourself. You won’t reject me. You already shift your legs open in anticipation. You imagine what it would be like if I licked every inch of you. How you could hold onto my horns. Feel my power in every nerve ending of your clit.”

Shit. Shit. Shit. He’s getting to me, putting the exhilarating, filthy thoughts in my mind. It takes everything in me to shove my hand to his chest and push him back. “Not today, Satan,” I say, grinning. I’ve always wanted to fucking say that. “Today belongs to my sexy devil of envy. If you haven’t noticed his tongue...hmm, maybe I’ll go sit on his face for a bit. He loves that.”

Lucian releases a deep growl, practically shooting fire from his nostrils. If Dante didn’t hiss from behind me and engulf me in his arms, I’m nearly certain Lucian would’ve done something crazy like drop to his knees and show me the truth of his words.

“Damn straight, I do.” Dante sticks out his tongue slowly, moving each side in a way that sends tingles exploding through me. “You love it too. I could bury myself between your thighs and rest in peace for eternity.”

Lucian growls again. “She won’t want you to after she experiences me. I’ll prove it.” Turning to me, Lucian reaches out and touches my hand, surprising me. “Say yes. We’ll have a competition.”

I can’t get my mouth to work, the sudden intensity of both devils staring at me setting my soul ablaze.

Dante breaks first and grins. “You heard Raven. Not today, Satan.” Bellowing a laugh, Dante whacks Lucian on his back. “We have shit to do. Soulmates to find. A new manicure for my pretty soul, too. Glorious sex to have. TLC for a little something-something.” He winks at me.

TLC doesn’t ever mean what I think it does as Dante adds his own damn words to the acronym. Last time it was Tasty Long Cock. Before that, it was Tight Little Cunt when he mentioned needing my TLC. I figured that one out quickly. This time? Who fucking knows what he means. Hopefully Tighten Lucian’s Collar or something. That devil needs a damn leash.

“The Lube Collection,” he whispers in my ear. “Him and Her. For some training.” And by training, I don’t think he means what he usually means. We’re not preparing and stretching. Shit.

“After we fucking check in at the Demon’s Den to make sure your bullshit stays in line. I’ve had two fucking locations hit by guardians.” Pushing past us, Lucian heads to the hallway and abandons us in his doorway. “I want to set a trap somewhere they haven’t hit.”

Dante dramatically rolls his eyes. “What a fucking waste of time. Gia keeps things tighter than an angel’s asshole. The guardians won’t try.”

“Prove me wrong.” Lucian flashes his devil façade. “If my trap proves to be unnecessary, I’ll lick your damn a—”

“No deals,” I snap, dangling my arms on Dante’s shoulders. “Just be a good, quiet devil and I’ll let you tag along as a third wheel. If you can do that, maybe you can watch me sit on Dante’s face later. See what you’re missing for being an outrageous dick.”

“I need more than a maybe.” Lucian graces me with a wicked smile.

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