Page 112 of Lucifer's Redemption

“I never thought of it that way,” he mumbled, but his steps did not falter as he stood before me. A dark shadow cast over his face as the flame on the other side of the room danced through the current.

“You are such a smart little bunny, aren’t you?” My bum almost twitched like a bunny’s tail, so excited for Luci to see how smart I am.

“Even so, that is something Poseidon needs to talk to his creations about.” I hummed, feeling Luci’s fingers trail below my chin and down my collarbone, his tie leaving tickles in its wake. My breath tethered, feeling the smoothness of the silk brushing between my breasts.

Good day for a low-cut top.

Luci hummed, continuing to raise the tie, slowly letting it weave out of his fingers before pushing me to the bed. The back of my bum hit the top of the bed as he crawled over me, and I crawled backward until I hit the pillows. His tie continued to dance on chest.

Small tickles made my body erupt in tiny little goose bumps. Luci’s eyes became sinister, my breath catching each time I met them. “Luci,” I whispered, only for his index finger to part my lips.

“It’s been days since I’ve been able to touch you.” Luci hovered over my body, without touching me. Taking his tie he placed it over my eyes, tying it around my head.

“W-what are you doing?” my voice barely left my lips. Luci hummed, continuing to tie it tightly.

My world became dark, my hands reaching out to touch anything on the bed beneath us. From what my poor eyes saw before Luci caught me in his web of seduction, it was a beautiful room filled with whites and creams. No large clamshell bed like Loki had previously joked about. Now there was nothing I could see, the darkness of my eyelids begging for light.

My hands moved above my heart, trying to find Luci’s chest that was hovering just above me. “Patience, my good girl. Patience.” My legs tightened together, feeling the heaviness of Luci leave the bed. Soft pants of his breath, the rustle of him unbuttoning his shirt, and the belt buckle that clinked in my ears had me whimpering.

“Don’t you want to be my good girl?” He chuckled darkly as I heard his pants hit the floor. “Don’t you want to show me how well you listen?” My nipples perked at his husky words while I tried to stay still.

The bed dipped again. His deep, heavy cologne hovered over my body, causing it to push down chest. I wanted to speak but was silenced with something so utterly soft it made my lips part.

Something velvet with a hint of rose scent touched my lips. It traced down my lips to my neck. I lifted my chin higher so I could feel every petal and every curve of the flower that touched my collarbones ever so delicately.

Luci’s hot breath fanned my cheek. I could not see his stare, but I felt it. It burned into the side of my head until it followed the path of flower he traced between the valley of my breasts. Continuing to tease me with the delicate flower, his finger pulled down the cinched part of my dress that covered my chest.

“Exquisite,” he hummed, taking the flower and tracing around my nipple. I reveled in his words—telling me how beautiful I was, how perfect I am in his eyes, how I was all his. I loved how he talked and how he praised me. My fingers itched to move, begged to grab on to him and not let go.

“I know what you’re thinking, but you better keep those hands down. I will tie you to the bed if you are naughty,” I whined. He chuckled huskily, now pulling at the strings of the short, corset sundress I wore. Laying the long-stemmed rose on my chest, he tenderly and ever so slowly pulled the dress down. I felt the silk fabric trail down my stomach, thighs, and finally my toes.

Luci parted my legs, so I was completely exposed. Somehow, he had removed my underwear along with my dress. I gripped the soft duvet again, trying to keep my hands still. “I think your breasts have gotten larger,” Luci growled. The vibrations from his lips left my nipples aching.

“Please, Luci,” I begged. “Please?” I waited for an answer, but it never came. His breath hovered over me.

“I love it when you beg for me,” he whispered, now taking his warm mouth and sucking my hardened nipple. My hands couldn’t stay still. They slid into his hair, pushing him further into my breast, forcing him to take as much of me in his mouth as he could. The other breast didn’t go unnoticed as he switched between them, taking his hand and pinching the previous wet peak.

I moaned his name. My hips involuntarily tried to find the friction I desperately needed until his rough hands pushed my hips back into the mattress. The tingles were unbearable.

“You’re so greedy, bunny.” His cock rubbed against my leg. That long beast of a monster. That was the only monster I knew in this palace—not those creations that Poseidon created.

Lucifer took the flower that laid beside my body, his breath still fanning my nipples, now cooled from the remnants of his mouth. The rose trailed along my hip until it brushed the one particular area that needed attention. I grunted in frustration, trying to wiggle my hips.

Pushing on the stem of the rose, he guided me to part my legs again. My heart lit with fire as his body trailed down mine. He took his time. He liked to do that to me, watching me wither under him. It was his own sweet torture he liked to give me. He wanted his bunny to know that she needed him.

And I really did.

His tongue parted my folds, licking my clit, and I instantly fell. I knew it wouldn’t take much and there it was, the bed wet beneath me. “That’s a good fucking girl,” he forced with gritted teeth, lapping up the juices between my thighs. Mini aftershocks elicited my moans, gripping his hair as he finished.

I removed his tie from around my eyes before laying it on my stomach. Lucifer’s head popped up in a state of confusion.

I don’t disobey Luci. I don’t like to because I wanted to be his good girl, but this was important. Super important.

Surely he can’t stand it either. Each time we touched, even flying down to the Underwater Kingdom, he had to feel it. The sparks just holding hands became unbearable. The pull of our bodies needing to be together was so strong I don’t know how other gods could stand it.

My pussy clenched, feeling his fingers still near my entrance.He hadn’t even put those fingers inside me in days,unableto stretch me for the beast I was about to ask for.

“Lucifer,” I breathed. Luci now sat up on the bed, his naked body coming up next to me. He pulled my head into his shoulder until finally I was in his lap. His thingy was at attention, sitting at my thigh, and I felt my pussy pulsate with glee.

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