Page 25 of Death God

My eyes skimmed to a demon by accident. He locked his ebony gaze on me while pounding into a human slave, his black tongue darting out as if he wanted a taste of me. I looked away, disgusted, but in the corner of my eye I caught him pulling out of his partner, abandoning her, and strolling toward me.

He swaggered, his large cock protruding stiffly between his legs, her juices coating his length. He stalked closer. There were tiny horns forming a circle at the base of his balls.

“Never seen anything like it, have you?” He chuckled, his eyes searing with unholy lust. “Ask, and I’ll give you all the kinks you’ll ever dream about, little beauty.”

“I love kinky, but you aren’t my type.”

“Then I’ll make myself your type,” he said and grabbed me.

He was fast, but I was faster. I kicked out, my boot slamming into his length all the way to his balls.

Yowling in pain, he flew backward several feet, crashing into a foursome.

Everyone gave me a wide berth after seeing me send a powerful demon flying. I wasn’t going to complain about more space for me to jog toward the gold dais with a massive gold throne in the center.

The horseman of war’s symbol of a dark red horse and a black spear was etched on the arms of the throne. The Alpha King relaxed on the throne, his undivided attention on me, lust pouring off him. My stomach turned, especially when I sensed Spartoi on the surface, watching my every move.

The temptation of the flesh was one of the reasons he’d refused to return to Heaven.

I scanned the Alpha King’s inner circle but didn’t find Going-gray. The heavily armed royal guards in uniforms lined up beneath the dais. They were the only ones besides their king who had clothes on.

Instead of a royal uniform or a formal outfit, the Alpha King wore a fine red robe, showing off his muscled chest but tied at his waist.

I stood beneath the dais, looking straight up at him, my expression bored.

He gestured for me to come to him. If I did, he’d try to make me sit on his lap.

“Thanks, Alpha King,” I said. “I’m comfortable where I am.”

“As I said before, you can call me Jared,” he said with a chuckle, leering at me. “And only you have the privilege.”

I half-turned and gestured at the orgy scene behind me. “So, is this the new normal now?”

“I can make it the new normal for you,” he said.

This was definitely Spartoi’s idea of fun. The former Alpha Heir was a carnal male, but he was more prone to keeping up appearances. Spartoi, however, was utterly shameless, vulgar, and cruel. He had not an ounce of understanding of humanity, as he’d once come to destroy humanity.

“What a taste you’ve developed, Alpha King,” I said. “The horseman of war must have shown you the ropes.”

“Could you try not to bring him up at every chance?” He frowned at me. “Let the past fade into the dust. This night is for us, and I want you to have fun. I want you to relax, Pip.”

What kind of fucking moron or pervert would think this type of reception would relax a normal woman instead of offending her? But who was I kidding?

I might have to try a different approach. No need to beat a dead horse.

“If you really want to woo me and make it up to me, you might want to try something different,” I offered.

Surprised sparked in his eyes, followed by a ray of delight and a glint of lust. This was the first time I’d shown him lenience and willingness to negotiate terms since he’d gotten me inside that black van.

“Why don’t you come here and sit on my lap so we can talk about it?” he invited again. “You’ll be my queen, so there’s no need to be shy. When we consummate our matehood in our marriage bed, you’ll be crowned queen. That’s my promise to you. And there’ll be a throne made for you as well. We’ll rule the world together, Pip.”

Power was all he wanted, so he thought every woman would be seduced by it or his promise of it.

“It sounds tempting, Alpha King,” I said, keeping a blank mask on my face even as repulsion washed over me at his lewd suggestions. “But no thanks. I like to stand; good for my legs. And I might have to kick a few more of your minions in the nuts to stop them from grabbing me. I bet you got an eyeful of the action while I traipsed all the way here.”

“No one will touch you,” he said possessively, surveying the crowd, dark power rolling off him and saturating the room.

Everyone froze while still locked together. He ignored them and trained his lustful gaze on me again. “Come and have a drink with me.”

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