Page 25 of How to Accidentally Become the Devil

This fucker.

Oz may think he needs to put him in his place, but I think it’s past time we have it out. I’ve had it with his attitude towards me. I know he’s been through some serious shit.I felt it. But his lashing out has gone on long enough. It’s time for him to move past it. And as his mate, I’m not going to rest until he does.

My magic reaches out like second nature and wraps around me and Zarreth as my other mates yell. We pop into what’s clearly a bedroom. Sandstone walls dimly lit by hellfire lanterns hanging at various heights around the room. The bed is rumpled, as if someone has been sleeping fitfully in it and the desk in the corner is covered in a chaotic mess of books, papers, and various office supplies. What strikes me most is the odd combination of locks, deadbolts, and runes on the door that seemingly leads out of the room.

“What the hell?” he snaps as he takes in our location. “How the fuck do you know where my room is?”

“I don’t, idiot. I just told my magic to take us where you feel most comfortable. I don’t need to know where it is or how to get there.” I roll my eyes.

“Oh, right. You justtell your magic. Silly me. If that’s all it takes, why can’t youjust tell your magicto fucking fix Lucifer?”

“Why are you such a fuckingasshole? God. You’d think you’d be fuckinggratefulI helped you. How have you been living with that much hatred in your heart? It’s not fucking healthy to hold onto shit like that you know?”

“Not healthy?” he growls as he stalks toward me. “You don’t have the first fucking clue what I’ve been through. And if you did, you wouldn’t want to be anywhere near me.” My back hits the wall behind me and he cages me in with his hands on either side of my head.

“And why’s that?” I lift my chin, challenging him with my eyes.

“Your soul’s too pure to be marred by the likes of me. My sins earned me a one way ticket to Lucifer’s torture chambers. There’s no coming back from that. No matter what you did to me back in that hallway.”

Grandpa tortured him?! Fuuuck. No wonder he’s turned into this… asshole.

“You may always remember what happened, and those scars will always be there. But you can choose to let it go and move on with the second chance you have been given or you can continue to hold onto it. I don’t think holding onto all that self-loathing and hatred I took from you was doing you any good. Maybe you could try the other way for a change.”

“Like it’s that fucking easy.” His chest heaves as he glares at me.

“Easy? No. But things worth fighting for seldom are.”

“You’re so… Ugh! You’re infuriating!”

Try as I might to fight the smile, I know by his darkened eyes, my lip twitches. In the next instant, he slams his mouth to mine. One of his hands drops to my hip as the other grips the back of my neck as he angrily kisses me. It’s unlike any kiss I’ve experienced before. It’s raw and his unfiltered feelings consume me.

Lust.

Rage.

Longing.

They meld with my own undeniable desire and I clutch his head as I eagerly return the passionate kiss. His hands move to my ass and I wrap my legs around his waist as he picks me up. Things go from zero to a hundred in the blink of an eye and I’ve never felt so desperate for someone in my entire life. Don’t tell the others.

I need to feel him inside me.

Now.

My magic does its thing and we’re both naked. He squeezes my bare ass with enough force I know I’ll have his handprints on me for days and I relish the thought. His hard cock slips through my slick folds and he groans.

“You’re so fucking wet for me. You want me, dirty girl? You wanna fuck the demon Lucifer tortured for years?”

“Shut up. I don’t want to talk about mygrandfatherwhile I fuck that attitude out of you.”

“Oh. Whileyoufuck me?” He chuckles darkly before thrusting into me to the hilt. No prep, no getting me ready for him, nothing. Just slams his thick cock into me.

“Fuuuck!” I scream.

“Who’s fucking who,Sweetheart?” He smirks as he pulls out almost all the way before driving back into me again and again.

“Oh, God. You are! You’re fucking me,” I gasp, unable to do anything but take the brutal fucking. My nails dig into his shoulders as he pounds me into the wall over and over until I convulse around him in the most powerful orgasm of my life.

He thrusts once, twice more before stilling inside of me, his head thrown back as he comes with a roar. It’s not until I come back to my body that I notice the blood dripping down his back, covering my hands.

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