Lucifer pulled out of me. “Open your mouth,” he said, crawling over and wrapping a hand around my neck. I parted my lips and stared up at him. He pulled me closer, pushed his dick onto my bottom lip, and came into my mouth. He pressed my lips together, thumb grazing against them. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
When Eros pulled out of me, I drew my shaky legs together and leaned back against him. Oh, my God. Why’d this feel so damn good?
Eros got off of the bed. “Stand up, Dani.”
I shook my head. “I—I can’t,” I breathed. The steady ache in my core, the thrilling feel of their hands running all over my body, the insatiable hunger for them—it was all too much. But I was hooked on cinnamon and apples like they were drugs, unable to come down from the high Eros and Lucifer had unknowingly put me in.
Lucifer pulled me to the edge of the bed by my ankles, wrapped his hands under my legs, and picked me up.
“What are you doing?” I asked, wrapping my legs around his torso. Eros brushed a hand against my ass, pulling it apart, and they positioned themselves at my entrance once more. “Oh, no, no, no, no, no. I can’t do this again.”
“Oh, darling. Wait until you get to Hell.” Lucifer lightly squeezed my thighs.
Was everyone just fucking nonstop in Hell like this? Would I ever get used to thi—Eros pushed himself inside of me, and my eyes closed. Yes. Yes, I could definitely get used to this.
I wrapped my arms around Lucifer’s neck and trailed a finger up one of his icy horns. Lucifer thrusted into me too, and I couldn’t stop my legs from shaking. I couldn’t make it stop, nor did I want to.
They continued to thrust into me, and I sat there helplessly in Lucifer’s arms. Eros fondled my breasts, his fingers lightly grazing against my nipples. I was hopelessly aware of every sensation, every touch, every thrust, every breath, and it was torturing me.
My mind was foggy, vision hazy. All I could think about was how close I was to cumming again.
They both thrusted into me at the same time, and I threw my head back. Having my third toe-curling, leg-trembling, mind-numbing orgasm of the night.
When I had fallen limply into Lucifer, unable to hold myself upright, Eros scooped me into his arms and placed me on the bed. They both laid next to me, Lucifer trailing his fingers over my hip bone, while I stared up at the ceiling and gasped for breath. I pressed my knees together to try to stop the throbbing between my legs. “I think that I’m dying,” I said.
Eros chuckled. “How did you like your first real taste of Hell?”
“Oh… I loved it,” I said. If this was what being with Eros was going to be like all the time, I think I was bound to be happy for the rest of my life. Living in this ecstasy—who wouldn’t love it?
“Have we turned you into a sinner?” Lucifer asked.
I half-heartedly laughed. Mom used to call me her perfect little angel. Oh, how I could only imagine what she would think about me now. I was far from angelic; I was lust itself. Filled with it. Bathed in it. Born in it. Fucking in it.
“No,” I said. “I’ve been a sinner.”
CHAPTER 39
Dani
“It was a pleasure getting to know you,” Lucifer said after Eros drove us back to his apartment. He stood in front of a portal to Hell in the center of Eros’s living room. “I look forward to next time, Dani.”
Eros curled an arm around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder. “Meet us here in two days for the dinner party.”
Lucifer gave us one last lingering look and stepped into the portal. When he left, the portal closed up as if it had never even been there. Eros sauntered to his kitchen and pulled out two wine glasses from the cabinet. He was wearing a forest green sweater that hung comfortably on his body, and he was more relaxed than I expected him to be after that.
He popped off the cork to a bottle of wine and gazed over at me. “You’re quiet.”
My mind and body were both numb from the past three hours, I didn’t even know what to say. If I knew something like that was going to happen tonight, I would’ve prepared. Maybe did a little workout so I could keep up with two demons who were hell-bent on fucking me over and over and over again.
After he placed a glass of wine in my hand, he led me to the living room. He sat on the couch and pulled me onto his lap. “Relax,” he said. “I know that was a lot for you.” His fingers trailed up my arms, and he began massaging my shoulders. “How are you feeling?”
One of the living room windows was open a few inches, letting a cold breeze into the room to cool me off. I leaned against him, closing my eyes. “Good.” Really good. I just had questions.
“Why did you agree to that?” I asked. I should’ve asked before it happened, but I was so caught up in the moment that I couldn’t think straight. “I thought you only liked one partner at a time and didn’t want something like that.”
He tensed, his fingers pausing. “I just… wanted to gauge your reaction for… the future.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Nothing,” he said too quickly, rubbing my shoulders. He was hiding something. Again.
“What are you not telling me?”
“Nothing.”
I placed my hands on his. “Please Eros, trust me.”
He stayed quiet for a long moment. “It’s too dangerous to tell you now. Once I get everything sorted out with my parents and Javier, I will tell you. I promise.”
I knew that this whole family thing was bothering him, but I didn’t want to be lied to. It hurt more than anything to know he was keeping something big from me, and that something meant being with many other people in the future.
“We should talk about the rules in our relationship,” he said.
“Um, okay.” I sipped my wine. “What kind of rules were you thinking about?”
He took my glass of wine and placed it on the coffee table, then sat me next to him. His lips were set in a small smile, and his dark eyes were comforting. “I think that if—when we rule the Kingdom of Lust, we should keep our relationship closed.” When I furrowed my brows at him, he continued. “I mean, we shouldn’t see anyone else romantically until we think otherwise.”
“I thought that’s what you wanted to do.”
His cheeks grew the faintest color red. “It is, but you may feel different once you become queen. It’s a different world down there, and relationships with more than two people get messy in Hell. There are demons that are envious, wrathful, greedy, prideful, slow, hungry, filled with desire. They’ll backstab, kill, and cheat to get what they want.” He paused. “All I’m saying is that until our kingdom is strong and stable, we should refrain from other romances.”
“Okay…” I said. This man was so confusing. No open relationship. Three some with Lucifer. No open relationship. Was I missing something?
He shook his head and chuckled. “Dani, you’re so innocent. I think you’re getting this all confused. I don’t mind sex with other people once in a while, just no feelings. If you want us to share a bed with someone—like Lucifer—for the night, I’ll most likely agree to it, but it’s not something I’m looking for everyday or even every other day honestly.”
Whew. Okay, that sounded so much better. If I ended up in a romantic relationship with another person and Maria found out or—worse—Dr. U found out, I wouldn’t hear the end of it. But having sex—especially sex that amazing—with other consenting people, I didn’t mind.