Lucifer and Eros stopped talking and looked over. I swallowed that sinful feeling I was getting in the pit of my stomach and shook my head. “No, thank you.”
When she walked away, Lucifer looked at Eros. “You know what this means.”
“Enlighten me,” Eros said with annoyance in his voice.
“Javier is trying to get rid of you. Since his father is King of Wrath and his mother is Queen of Lust, he wants to rule the two kingdoms when they step down. Right now, he’s heir to his father’s throne and you’re heir to your mother’s. You’re the only thing standing in the way of his desires.” Lucifer crossed his arms over each other, biceps bulging, and rested them on the table. “I wouldn’t be surprised if your parents were involved.”
Eros knocked back the rest of his drink and wrapped his arm around me. “I’m not heir to the throne.”
“Your parents eliminate you, their first born who is the keeper of the ring…” He gestured to Eros’s black ring. “… and the only demon in the kingdom that knows the secret that could destroy their rule.”
Eros’s jaw tightened. “And Javier is next in line for the throne. My mother’s son, a demon who possesses the true way of the incubi,” he said.
There was a tense silence for a few moments while Eros and Lucifer stared at each other. I gently placed my hand on Eros’s arm, wanting to soothe him.
Lucifer sat back and sipped his drink. “You know what you have to do, don’t you?”
Eros sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. “I hoped that it wouldn’t come to this so soon.”
Lucifer waved a dismissive hand in the air. “Yes, you were. That’s why you summoned me. You have the woman. Now, all you need is the kingdom.”
Eros leaned back in the booth. It was like he couldn’t sit still tonight. “Lust will never follow me.”
“The kingdom was hysterical after they banished you. Many would follow if you reclaim your place.”
“Which entails?” Eros asked.
Lucifer leaned across the table, and I inhaled the scent of apples. “Don’t be stupid. The only way you can do it is by eliminating Javier and your parents.”
Eliminating as in killing? My eyes widened. Eros had joked about killing before, but I never saw him really do it. I thought it was a joke, and I—sure as Hell—never even thought I’d be a part of a plan to murder anyone.
“And what happens then?” I asked, speaking directly to Lucifer for the first time tonight. My heart was racing at the dreaded thought of death. Killing to gain power and place in a society seemed so wicked.
Lucifer smirked at me. “You will be the Queen of Lust.”
“Queen of Lust,” I whispered, tasting the words on my tongue.
Mom would’ve never approved, but God did it sound tempting.
I took a deep breath. I could barely even speak properly in front of demons. I’d be terrible at the whole lust thing—flirting with anything that moved, the demons, the visitors, humans. My nose wrinkled.
Eros placed a hand on my thigh and squeezed gently. “Stop overthinking it.” He rubbed small circles on the inside of my bare thigh, and I leaned against him. Well, that was one way to get me to stop thinking.
“You will do it at the annual dinner that the Kingdom of Lust holds,” Lucifer said.
Eros pondered the thought for a moment, then shook his head. “They won’t let me in.”
“They will if you bring Dani,” Lucifer said. I was going to be there while it happened?
“Dani will not be coming.” Eros’s voice was stern.
“Either you bring her or find another woman to take—someone of importance.”
Eros placed his elbows on the table, fiddling with that ring again. “I’m not putting her in harm’s way. It’s bad enough that my parents will be there, but Javier’s father will also be there.”
Lucifer chuckled. “Satan, the King of Wrath.” He shook his head. “I’ll accompany you then. Haven’t seen my old friend in a long time.”
“You’ll come?” Eros asked.
“I’m not going to pass up the chance to watch the true ruler of Lust claim the throne.”
Eros stayed quiet. I watched his eyes darken and become distant—like he was playing out scenarios in his head. When his eyes shifted back to their green color, he sat up. “What do you want for it?”
Lucifer took another sip of his drink. “You always think I’m trying to get something out of our deals.”
“You are, aren’t you?”
He tilted his head, lip curling into a smirk. “I’m sure we can negotiate.”
Eros continued to rub soothing circles on my inner thigh. “Negotiate what?”
Lucifer paused for a moment, gaze lingering on me. “It’s a win-win for all of us,” he said. I furrowed my brows as Eros dug his fingers lightly into my thigh. Lucifer’s smirk widened. “I know you’re opposed to polygamous relationships, but you can share every now and then, can’t you?”
I fidgeted in my seat, core clenching.
I could’ve blamed my excitement on Eros’s mesmerizing scent of cinnamon or the dominant, yet strangely appealing way Lucifer held himself. But neither of them were the reasons for the innate need I had to sin at that moment. It was me. No matter how wrong it was, no matter how much I told Eros that it would only be us—if that’s what he wanted—I couldn’t deny that I was turned on by the mere thought of being with both of them tonight.
Lucifer chuckled. “I think Dani likes the idea.” He turned toward Eros, but kept his gaze trained on mine. “You want to please your woman, don’t you?”
From the corner of my eye, I saw Eros glance between us—just feeling the tension. I squeezed Eros’s hand and looked at him. The thought of both of them in bed with me was driving me crazy, but Eros was enough.
“Eros already pleases me,” I said. More than anyone ever had.
Eros picked up his Passion Delight and took a long sip of it, eyes becoming hazy. I tried suppressing my arousal, so he couldn’t sense it, but it was no use. Just thinking about it made me wet.
“Dani,” he said. “What would you like?”
“I-I want to do what you want,” I said, gazing into his dark eyes and smelling the intoxicating aroma of cinnamon and apples.
“She’s already turned on by the mere idea,” Lucifer said. “You are too.”
Eros grazed a finger against my cheek, and I looked at him. “What do you want?” His fingers lightly brushed against the inside of my thigh again. “Tell me, Dani.”
I glanced between the two men, and I could already feel the warmth pool between my legs. There was no point in denying it. “Okay,” I whispered.
“That didn’t answer my question,” he said, voice low. Lucifer smirked at us from across the table, ice eyes captivating me.
Was he really going to make me say it in front of Lucifer? This was so damn embarrassing. I shifted in my seat and pointed to the corner of the room. “Can I tell you over there?”
“You’ll tell him here,” Lucifer said.
Eros moved his hand further up my leg—getting dangerously close to the hem of my skirt—and brushed his nose against my ear. He grabbed a fistful of my hair in his hand and tugged it back, trailing his lips up the column of my neck. “What do you want, Dani?”
I squeezed my legs together, but he pushed them apart, fingers rubbing the outside of my panties. My brows knitted together, and I looked at Lucifer who was staring at us.
“Both of you,” I said.