Page 54 of Lucifer's Redemption

Luci is so strong!

“He wanted to protect the innocent too, so Ares took flight and landed in the middle of their training field.” My eyes still hovered over Luci’s strong arm that flexed every time he tried to explain the story.

“Are you paying attention?” Luci’s chest growled inside him.

My head perked up and I nodded fervently. “Yes,” I whispered, remembering Luci likes it when I talk. He hummed and played with my hair. I waited patiently for him to tell me that I was a good girl.

“Ares decided to bless the warriors with a gift,” Luci continued. I pouted my lips, a little mad he didn’t call me ‘his good girl.’ Shaking his head with a smirk he continued his story, “His favorite animal is the mighty wolf, so he gifted the warriors the ability to shift into their own wolf.”

I pulled on his arm, wanting him to tell me that I was good. He shook his head again, tapping my nose. “Pay attention," he whispered.

“The warriors could feel the strength in their bones; their eyesight was magnified, and their sense of smell was heightened—the ultimate warrior. Many battles were fought, and soon, these beasts became known aswerewolves. Once the battles waned, the human race flourished again. Soon, forgetting the werewolves saved them, the humans grew to fear the supernaturals that had protected them. Fearing they would be overpowered one day, the Werewolves went into hiding. After all, Earth was created for humans, not the supernatural.” Luci willed a rock into his hand, throwing it into the lake.

“With no wars to fight, werewolves became restless. Their inner wolves craved blood. At times the race could not control their wolves and lost control, feasting on the innocent animals of the forest. Seeing that Ares created werewolves, Selene descended into their pack. She presented them with the ultimate gift for protecting humans, one that would soothe their beasts.” My eyes widened hearing about Selene.

“Selene gifted each of the werewolves asoulmate. Each werewolf would be blessed with amate—the second half of their soul—to help alleviate their ferocity. Once together, they would balance each other, and their infatuation would ease the war cries of their bloodthirsty wolves. With each mate comes a balance, moderating both personalities.” My mouth widened hearing the blessing that the goddess had given to the wolves that deserved it. “Selene specifically picks each werewolf’s mate. Nothing is left to chance, and it is always done purposefully.” Luci paused, now pulling me into his lap. My arms wrapped around his neck, feeling the heat of his breath on my neck.

“But Luci,” I prompted, nudging him, “that is for werewolves. How does that help everyone else?” Luci chuckled, tickling my neck with his nose. My legs squeezed together trying to keep the tingles from creeping into my belly.

“Selene, seeing that the wolves became so happy, decided to bless all supernaturals with a mate. As this progressed, she saw the blessing in calming those beasts. One day, an idea smacked her right in the face as she looked on at her fellow gods and goddess.” My eyes blinked, seeing where this was going. “She now also blesses gods and goddesses with a soulmate, calming the evil nature of the power many gods and goddesses possess. My father, Hades, was the first of the twelve original gods to be blessed. Once he mated to my mother, she became a goddess herself. Her abilities gave her the ability to help Selene with the overwhelming task of pairing gods and supernaturals,” Luci mumbled, his lips kissing my neck.

“Goodie gumdrops,” I moaned, feeling Luci taking over my neck.

“Then, your mother and father were paired.” He kissed my neck closer to my ear as my fingers twisted in his hair and my back arched. “And now me”—He kissed my earlobe—“and you” —he pulled on my ear with his sharp teeth, having me seriously about to wet myself—“have been paired, my little bunny.”

Chapter 22

Lucifer

SwiftlypullingUriel’slegsapart, I had her straddle me on the wooden bench. The bench groaned at the sudden movement of weight shifting. Uriel’s hands slinked up to my hair as my hands landed on her waist. I had just dropped a sizable piece of news on her, and she was sitting here, still sucking on my bottom lip—not that I was complaining.

One of my hands traced lower, feeling the warmth of her outer thigh. The damn dress she was wearing was doing something to me. Feeling the coolness of the thin fabric and the small breeze brushing past, my hand slinked further up her thigh, now bordering the crease of her ass cheeks. My rough fingers wanted to graze just part of her underwear, the forbidden area I have yet to ever reach, but I felt no line as I inched further to her voluptuous ass.

Fuck.

I growled as my tongue continued to wrestle with hers. Uriel’s lips were now puffy and swollen, and her eyes were held tightly shut with those thick lashes. Feeling brave, my hand traveled farther until I was clearly past where her underwear should be. My hands continued until I felt a thin, lacy strip.

Fuck, she was wearing some undergarment that let her cheeks bounce freely as she walked.

I groaned, imagining what color they could be.What a naughty little bunny she was to wear such a scandalous piece of clothing with her short sundress.

Her body leaned into me again, aligning her core next to my cock. I groaned, feeling the heat of her pussy so close to my dick.

I need to stop. If I don’t stop this now, who knows how far this will go. She still needs to understand what we are.

“Bunny,” I groaned again as she pulled my hair. “Fates, curse me,”I whispered into her mouth. Uriel ground her sweet pussy into my groin again.

I’m going to fuck her on this bench.

“Bunny.” I grabbed her shoulders to separate her from my mouth. Her hair billowed in the wind; her lips were swollen and red, and even the area around her mouth looked like it took a hit from the scruff of my beard. Eyes hooded, her panting breath had me look on with such joy.

For once, I believed I could be happy, and it was all because of this woman.

“Did you hear what I said?” My thumb grazed her lower lip, as I watched her pouty mouth spring back.

“Hear what?” her raspy voice replied. Uriel’s breasts had been pushed to the top of her dress, her cleavage damn near in my face.

How the hell am I supposed to concentrate with this?

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