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I’m curious what he means by that, but I know he won’t elaborate.

He sighs, seemingly pleased. And I would think that he is. The number of wicked souls in this room is more than enough for a Reaper who feeds on evil to feel a little giddy. “Well, happy massacre, then. If you don’t mind, I think I’ll stick around and feed a bit before I report back to Orcus.”

I give him a raised brow and wonder if Orcus had met this dimension’s God yet. Normally, I’d shudder upon hearing that name, but now I feel empowered and alive.

Maybe a little bit reckless.

That’s probably all the blood talking.

Reaper must misunderstand my expression for something else, because he adds, “Don’t worry, mate. Orcus won’t interfere, not after I tell him you and Sabre came here willingly. Can’t promise the same for Morpheus, though.”

Morpheus is my God—or was—and he’s the one I should worry about.

But after everything that has happened, I’m curious about whether he had something to do with how everything has played out.

With that, Reaper vanishes and reappears near a dying Elite across the room. His lips curl into a cruel smile as he bends to absorb the dark soul.

Since Reaper is getting back to his meal, I decide to return to mine.

I turn to Sabre and our Sigil, and my dick throbs at the new sight.

Cain watches with his cock in his hand, seemingly just as mesmerized as me.

It’s a sight to behold.

Scarlett is riding Sabre. She’s not letting us claim her.

She’s going to claim us.

Sabre holds her hips and thrusts up into her sweet pussy, but our Sigil grinds down on him, panting as she seeks her pleasure and throws back her head. Sabre’s tongue slides up her chest, giving her perfect nipples attention as she moans.

He notices me watching, because he grabs her ass and spreads her for me, showing me the beautiful sight of his dick deep inside her and her adorable little back hole just waiting for me.

I can’t resist the invitation as Sabre holds her steady, and I settle against her back.

She goes completely still as I press a kiss against her neck. It’s where that asshole had kissed her, and I fully intend to retrace every inch of her body that had been betrayed and retrain her in what pleasure is supposed to feel like.

“Cage?” she asks.

Gods. I love my name on her lips.

“I’m here,” I tell her as I nudge my cock against her back entrance. I don’t know how experienced she is, but everything about her seems too innocent to suggest she’s taken two men at the same time.

If at all.

“I… I want both of you, but can you use your blood? Like Cain did?”

I blink at Sabre until I realize what she means. There are sensual qualities in our blood, especially when it comes to our mate.

I bite myself and drizzle my blood onto my cock, using it as lube.

“Ready, my Sigil?”

She seems to hold her breath before she answers.

“Yes.”

CHAPTER 37

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