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And so could the others.

I hissed.

They wouldn't dare.

The seven maidens were supposed to be venerated.

And yet Behlial hurt her.

The devil must have already figured out who she was to me. My blood had betrayed me when it turned red. He was a wily old man. He was in his position because he was conniving and brutal—and yet he hadn't learned.

My hand reached forward, brushed against the soft skin of her face, traced her high cheekbone and the outline of her full lips. She was to be cherished, adored, and well taken care of. She was a vessel to give birth to one of the next seven sons, to repeat this vicious cycle all over.

I recoiled, forced myself back.

I couldn't touch her.

I had sworn an oath I wouldn't.

And yet my cock was so hard, it strained against my breeches, demanding its right to be plunged into this girl's venerated cunt.

"You were hurt, my lord."

Quietly Calliope had snuck into my room, or had she been here the entire time? I would need to tell her to stop taking these liberties. So far I hadn't minded, but now I had the girl… my karamia, Lilith, to think of.

"It's nothing," I responded.

"It's not nothing. You were hurt by a mortferrym blade, you are in pain." And then a little lower, more seductively, "Allow me to take care of you, my lord."

Without thinking who my audience was, I whispered, "I deserve to be in pain."

"My lord?" She rushed to my side.

"Go, Calliope. I won't need you tonight."

"But my lord," she cried.

"Go!" I nearly screamed.

On the bed, the girl stirred, moaned quietly.

Calliope used a dagger to open the palm of her hand, "Here, take my blood, my lord."

The sight of her blood made my mouth water, made the cuts on my body burn even more, sent rushing waves of pain through me. But I ground my teeth. I had learned long ago to master my pain.

"Get out, and don't come back," I yelled.

By the door she turned, she was a Tainted, one too many generations of mixes between Daemons and Nayphyllyms, so her eyes weren't red, but they threw daggers at me nevertheless. She had been by my side for over two hundred years, and I knew she didn't like it when I asked other Tainted to my chambers, whether to feed or for pleasure, or both, but she had never not followed my orders.

Did she also sense who this girl was to me besides my chosen mate for the entirety of this styx? Did everybody? If that was the case, I would need to be a lot more careful.

The girl, Lilith, was a weakness to me now. My only weakness, and precious at that.

I stared Calliope down. "Get out and find a new master."

"But… my lord." Her eyes were pleading. I knew I was being cruel, but the devil help me, the impertinence of her trying to force me to take her blood was too much after the last days I had.

I glared at her, and she left the room.

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