Page 64 of Lucifer's Redemption

Uriel

IgaspedasIwatched the black dust on my fingers crumble. The opening of the bathroom door broke me out of my stupor as the ash fell from my fingers and landed on Alana. She sat there, still in the chair wide-eyed, grasping her chest.

“I did… lie.” She lingered with her words, staring now into her lap. “I lied,” Alana said again, glancing at the door.

Loki, wearing only a towel, stomped up to Alana, seething. He grabbed my hand, now unsoiled from the blackened dust. It had all disappeared, not a piece of blackness remained on my hand like it was never there. Even the remnants that had fallen on Alana’s lap were now gone.

“What are you doing in here?” Loki snapped. “Trying to get Uriel to leave so you can come back and try to get in my brother’s pants again?” My head snapped to Loki, not used to the harshness in his voice, which was usually playful with me.

Alana can’t get in Luci’s pants. What was in Luci’s pants was mine. I’m his mate!

“Yeah, that’s right: you sluts are all the same.” Loki shook his head in disgust, pulling me away. Alana sat quietly, her eyes glancing from her hand to mine, rubbing at her chest thoughtfully.

What did I do?

“What’s the meaning of this?” Luci walked in the door. His dark attire of just black dress pants and a tight black shirt made him look so attractive. Internally swooning, I smiled at him.

Again, I remembered—I did NOT get dessert!

“Luci!” I squealed, running to him playfully. He grabbed me in his arms, wrapping around me and putting his nose to my ear.

“Why are you here Alana?” Luci redirected his attention to the ‘slut’ in the room, as Loki called her.

“Oh,” I fluttered my lashes, trying to regain Luci’s attention. “The ‘slut…’” I tasted the word on my tongue as Luci stared at me wide-eyed. Loki shrugged in the corner, snickering to himself. “Yeah, the ‘slut,’ told a fib, and I told her she was fibbing,” I spoke proudly, waiting for Luci to tell me I wasawesome.

Because I am. I used my powers. Luci would never have to use some girl to warm his bed. I was going to get him some heated blankets, so no one will have to do that.

“She lied?” Luci questioned, his face darkening. “What did she lie to you about, bunny?” Alana started to stand up, but Loki willed a large stuffed animal to crush the poor demon, trapping her to the seat. Tape was planted across her mouth in a matter of seconds.

Loki is so prepared.

“She said you had a lot of women warming your bed,” I began. “Then she said a lot of girls wanted to kiss you and do things to you that”—I lowered my voice to a whisper—“only mates should do.” I winked. “I knew she lied right away though. My heart told me so.” I pointed to my chest, tracing over my breasts. Luci stared down at them, slipping his hand just below where my bra met my ribs.

Growling ensued from under the gigantic panda, only for Loki to jump up and down on it, still in just his towel.

“Get down,” Luci snapped to Loki. “Mother will be upset if you kill her again.”

Loki scowled, his arms resting around his chest. “She’s a lying bitch. I think I’m in the right.”

I gasped. “Loki,” I hissed.Another bad word!

“No. I’m going to do it,” Luci snapped.

Loki rubbed his hands together, jumping from the fluffy animal. “Oh goodie, I wanna watch!”

Shaking my head quickly, I pulled on Luci’s sleeve. “Don’t do it. I think she’s sorry.”

Luci pulled me by my waist, his lips grazing my ear. “Anyone that talks against the God of Destruction has to pay.” His hot breath melted into my ear. My knees gave way while his dark chuckle had my nipples in my dress perk against his chest.

“Oh,” I whimpered. “That’s unfortunate,” I said breathlessly while his tongue licked the curve of my ear.

“Later. She will be put in the dungeon for now.” His teeth nicked my earlobe.

“That’s enough!” Loki shouted, finally dressed in his pajamas. “Uriel still owes me a story. You take thatthingout to the trash while Uriel finishes reading me a story.” Luci stood stoic in warning, but it didn’t deter Loki from grabbing my hand.

My little legs felt like putty when he sat me down in my favorite chair where the ‘slut’ stayed until she was willed to the dungeon.

“I think she’s sorry,” I repeated to Luci as he headed to the door. “I touched her when she was telling her lies… and I think my fingers sucked up the bad stuff.” Luci turned, resting his hand on the door frame. His thoughtful look had me wiggle in my seat. His eyebrows furrowed, stepping back in with the click of his fancy shoes.

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