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I looked at the material he held out before taking in my nude state. “You’ve seen them before in that chain dress.”
“I’m never going to live that damn dress down, am I?”
“Probably not,” I admitted.
He shook his head on a sigh, then wrapped his jacket around my shoulders. The fabric went all the way to my knees, showcasing our substantial height difference.
Rather than let me go, he grabbed the lapels and yanked me into his chest. “I’ll apologize every day until you forgive me,” he told me.
Then pressed his mouth to mine in a kiss that left me gasping against him. A gasp he soon swallowed as he devoured me with his tongue.
I clutched his shoulders, terrified that I might fall. Or fly. Or fucking disintegrate.
Becausewow.
Holy. Faeing.Wow.
I… I’d been kissed by him before, but not quite like this. His touch resembled sin, his mouth a benediction underlined in wicked intent. And his scent…Fae, his scent… all cinnamon and spice and intoxicatingimmorality.
Melek experienced this for millennia. Yet he’d sought me out as a mate.Why?I wondered dizzily.Why would you ever stray when you had a man likethisat your beck and call?
Because I met the angel of my dreams,Melek whispered back at me, clearly having heard my shock and confusion.An angel I can’t wait to share with my Ty. An angel for us both to worship, to put between us, and turn into a queen.
I shivered, my nipples beading to harsh points as I tried to pull Lucifer closer. Melek’s words were impassioned and hypnotic, his intent warming my blood. All while Lucifer stoked my inner fire.
But before I could fall deeper into this erotic abyss, the being of my dark fantasies pulled his mouth from mine.
“Usually, I pen my vows in blood,” he said softly. “However, with you, I rather like this method more.” He released the lapels of his jacket and cupped my face. “I’m sorry, Camillia De la Croix. I have a lot to make up for, and I’m going to start by training you properly. Which means returning to the others in Death’s Den.”
He brushed his lips against mine.
“I know I said I would give you a tour, but I’d like Ajax to join us. There’s a lot for him to learn, too.” He released me and took a step back, causing me to stumble after him. He caught my hip and righted me. “Take a moment. When you’re ready, we’ll fly.”
Fly, I thought dizzily.Fall… fly… fall… fly.
Would I ever be ready?
Probably not.
Especially with a kiss likethatlingering on my mouth.
The Hell Fae King just sealed a vow by devouring me.
Oh, little angel, you’re only beginning to discover what our king’s mouth can do,Melek murmured via our mental connection.Wait until he wraps that wicked mouth of his around your clit.
My eyes widened, my cheeks on fire.Melek!
His only reply was a sensual chuckle.
“Let me guess?” Lucifer murmured. “Melek is whispering indecent promises into your mind?”
I closed my eyes.
And nodded.
“Mmm, maybe later I’ll also teach you how to punish him,” Lucifer offered. “But after we focus on your control. Because it needs a lot of work, Miss De la Croix.”
“My control?” I repeated, not sure what he meant.Control in sex? Control in how I give pleasure? Control in?—
