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Turning her computer around to face us, she pointed to the video feed where a breathtaking redhead sat on the edge of a bed clad in nothing but a soft pink babydoll nightgown. The way she leaned forward and pressed her hands between shapely thighs as she focused on the laptop positioned on her desk was so sexual I had to suck in a tight breath.

“We’ll take her,” Sin breathed, clearly enamored.

“What is she doing?” Chaos asked, his voice tight.

“Working.” Lilith turned the monitor around and broke the spell. “And feeding.”

“She’s a succubus?” Malice’s question was filled with suspicion. “Doing cam work?”

“Not just any succubus. An extremely powerful one with a dangerous appetite. Exactly why it won’t be a hardship for any of you to impregnate her before Lucifer gets a chance.”

I stiffened, knowing exactly what would happen if I attempted to even graze her with the tip of my finger, let alone my dick.

“Count me out,” Malice said. “I refuse to father another child that will be used for someone else’s gain. Once was more than enough.”

“Your loss,” Lilith said breezily before turning her gaze to Chaos and Sin. “Surely you two don’t have any complaints.”

Chaos remained silent, his expression impossible to read. Sin, however, was like a child in a candy store. “I couldn’t be more in. This is more gift than favor.”

“You say that now,” I warned. “What if the girl isn’t interested in being bred by you?”

“You’re joking, right? Have you seen me? I’m the walking epitome of seduction. If it was possible to impregnate women with a glance, I would have at least a million kids by now.”

Malice shoved him off the couch. “Oops. Sorry. My arm slipped.”

Sin grumbled something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like “corpse fucker” as he stood and straightened his clothes.

“You’re forgetting something vital by assigning us this task, Lilith,” Chaos said.

“Oh?”

“By design, we are unlikely to breed.”

Lilith tutted. “False. Each of the four horsewomen has birthed a child. Twice over for Odette.” Under her breath, sheadded, “How appropriate for Pestilence. Replicating just like a virus.”

“Death is not supposed to create life,” I said, the depth of my conflicted feelings about the matter completely absent from my tone.

“And yet Helene did just that. Gives me hope for the rest of you. Especially you, dear Grim. If your counterpart found a way to bear a child, surely you must be able to participate in the process as well.”

In theory, that was true, but I’d yet to discover a way to touch any mortal without them immediately dropping dead at my feet. Sort of put a damper on one having a love life.

“I can’t make any promises.”

Chaos grunted, nodding in assent. “Then it’s settled. We have to try. Lucifer can’t be allowed to take over this world. He’d lock us away if given half the chance.”

“Lock us up? What need does he have to keep the horsemen around once his apocalypse is complete and he gains all that power? We’ll be lucky if he doesn’t kill us outright,” Malice said.

Sin’s lips spread in a wide smile as he clapped his hands together. “Right. So when do we start?”

Chapter

Two

MERRI

It was hard to believe that only a handful of hours ago, Auntie Lilith broke me out of an asylum. Was I relieved? Yes, absolutely.

Blackwood Asylum wasn’t supposed to be my permanent home like it had been for so many others. Lilith had sent me there on a fact-finding mission under the very true guise of me being an out-of-control succubus. It had been touch and go for a while when we realized the wards at the asylum prevented any resident from leaving for longer than a few hours. Thankfully, that hadn’t ended up being an issue since some sort of ancient ritual broke through the wards that were locking us in there. I’m not sure what my aunt would have done otherwise.

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