Next-Door Incubus, page 22
part #1 of Becoming Lust Series
Lucifer pulled out, and I collapsed onto the bed, my chest rising and falling. Oh, my God. That was crazy. He placed his knuckles against the bed on either side of me and leaned over. My eyes closed, a feeling of exhaustion washing over me, but it was quickly replaced with another surge of hunger.
Eros laid down on the bed and pulled me on top of him—my back against his chest. “We’re not finished with you,” he said. He drew my legs apart and rested them on either side of his thighs.
Lucifer grabbed the lube from the armchair and squirted some into his hand. Eros pressed his lips to my ear, and I turned my head so I could kiss him.
We were in bed with the Devil, but all I wanted to do was pull him closer.
The bed dipped below us, and Eros groaned softly against me. After a few moments, he readjusted himself, so his cock was pressing into my backside. He pushed some hair behind my ear and said, “This might hurt.” Then pressed his lips against my temple. “If it’s too much, you know your safe word.”
I nodded my head, grasping his arms below me. My mind was in a fog, vision seeming cloudy. Eros grabbed my ass and pushed himself against its entrance.
“Eros,” I breathed, feeling nothing but pressure. “I—I don’t know if I—”
He pushed himself inside of me. I took a deep breath, brows knotting together in pain. Lucifer crawled between our legs and rubbed my clit. I dug my nails into the bed sheets, wanting to displace all the discomfort.
Eros dragged his fingers across my nipples. “It’ll go away soon,” he whispered. Once he was all the way inside of me, he stilled. “You’re going to enjoy this.”
For a moment, I was aching, nearly on the verge of screaming to the high heavens for him to stop, but then his lips were back on my neck, his stubble was brushing against my soft spot. I was squirming, and my pussy aching to be filled.
Lucifer rubbed his cock against my wetness, then pushed himself inside of me. I moaned and threw my head back, clenching around them.
Eros began to slowly thrust himself in and out of me, moving faster and harder with each thrust. Lucifer thrust himself into me, just off rhythm with Eros. He watched my breasts bounce, eyes icing over.
Holy.
I moaned louder, not caring about who was listening through these walls. The entire bar could know that these two were fucking me, and I wouldn’t care.
Eros snaked one arm around my waist, fingers rubbing my clit. Pleasure warmed my core. Lucifer dipped his head and sucked my nipple into his mouth, teeth grazing against it. He bit down—quite hard—but that didn’t matter anymore. My legs were trembling so much that I released myself on him.
Lucifer pulled out of me. “Open your mouth,” he said, crawling over and wrapping a hand around my neck. I willingly parted my lips and stared up at him, pure adrenaline pumping through me. I wanted it. I wanted it so bad. 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 thrust 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 the most delicious torture.
My mind was foggy, vision hazy. All I could think about was how close I was to cumming again.
They both thrust 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-hearted 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 always been a sinner.”
Chapter 40
“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 too 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 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, lazy, 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. Threesome 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.
“Do you have any rules that you want to talk about?” he asked, grasping my hands.
There was one thing that had been bothering me, and I wasn’t sure how to ask it without appearing jealous. But after taking a deep breath, I gazed down at Eros’s ring—feeling drawn to it—and brushed my finger against the darkness. “Are you going to be having sex with other people when I’m not with you?”
Tonight, I learned that his sex drive was extremely high. What if I couldn’t please him the way he needed me to? I didn’t want to come home one day to find him in bed with someone else—even if there were no feelings attached. Trevon had little control over cheating on me—since he was under Javier’s lustful spell—but it still hurt. I needed Eros to be honest with what he needed.
He placed a finger on my chin and lifted it until my gaze reached his. “I am faithful to you, Dani. Only you. I will not have sex with someone else, unless you’re there and/or you’re okay with it. And, honestly, I prefer to only have sex with someone I’m romantically attracted to.”
I smiled and slowly nodded my head. Okay, I could do this. We could work.
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Dr. U flipped through a file at her desk, the overhead light reflecting off of her glasses. I peeked my head into her office and knocked. She looked up from her work, her eyes growing wide. “Dani! What’re you doing here this late? It’s nearly 7 o’clock on a Friday.”
There were a lot of reasons that I was here. I held up a brown paper bag from Crimson’s Nouveau and smiled. “I wanted to bring you something before the office closes the next few days for Christmas.”
She closed her file and gave me a soft smile. I handed her the bag and sat across from her, gazing out the window. It was a terrifying kind of dark outside tonight and reminded me of the night Mom was murdered. We were walking down Fourth Street on Christmas Eve, listening to Joy to the World which was playing in the city center a few blocks over. Mom was twirling me around, her blonde hair blowing into her face. We were happier than we had ever been.
And then she saw a woman across the street, stopped dead in her tracks, and kissed my forehead, telling me that she loved me more than anything. I tugged on her hand, wanting to get to the ice-skating rink before it got too packed. She gave me a smile, her lips twitching, and looked at the woman again who was hurriedly crossing the street at the crosswalk. Even in the darkness, that woman’s eyes were a piercing red.
Mom told me that we would have a race to the rink, that she’d give me a head start. So, I sprinted as fast as I could down the road to the rink that I’d been to a thousand times before and stopped when I noticed that she wasn’t following me.
I couldn’t remember what happened next, just that Mom was lying on the ground not moving and the woman was standing over her and I was screaming at the top of my lungs.
Dr. U was coming out of her office, briefcase hanging off her shoulder, when she found me. She crouched down to my level and asked me what was wrong. At the time, I didn’t know, but I knew that something wasn’t right, so I just pointed to Mom and the woman with red eyes a block away and clutched the necklace that Mom put around my neck earlier that night. Dr. U looked over to them, fear clear in her eyes, and grabbed me.
Before I knew it, she was running down the street with me to the police station, taking me away from the only family I had. When I got to see Mom’s body on Christmas morning—at the time we were supposed to be at church—I pushed a strand of her blonde hair from her face and told Mom her favorite bedtime story about the sorcerer of temptation.
“Fervor Crisps?” Dr. U asked, pulling one out of the brown paper bag. “I love these!”
I grinned. “You’ve had them before?”
“Of course!” She bit into one and sighed. “You’ve had them before?”
“Eros makes them.”
Her eyes widened, and she slowly chewed. “Eros, as in the man you’re dating?” she asked.
“Yeah.” I nodded. “I’m going to visit his family for the holiday and am nervous.”
She placed the Fervor Crisp on a napkin and dusted off her hands. “You’re going to see his family?” While she had become comfortable with my relationship with Eros, she suddenly looked hesitant. “You’re moving rather quickly, but…” She sat up, took my hand, and smiled. “You’ll do great. I know you will. You’ve turned out to be the strongest woman I know.”
We gazed at each other for a few more moments, and I closed my eyes. Hoping that I had made Mom proud like I had Dr. U.
After a few seconds of silence, I stood. “Well, I don’t want to hold you up. Have a good Christmas. I’ll see you next Monday.”
I tugged on Mom’s pendant and walked to the door. I’d see her if I survived Hell.
“Dani!” she said before I walked through the doorway. I turned around to see her smiling weakly at me. “Be careful.”
Chapter 41
If I was going to visit the Kingdom of Lust, I was going to make an unforgettable first impression.
I shimmied into a long red satin gown that Eros brought over this morning and smoothed it out. It was as bright as Kasey’s lipstick, clung to every one of my curves, and had a plunging neckline that showed way more cleavage than I was used to.
Beyoncé was playing softly on the speaker in the living room. Maria peeked her head into the bathroom. “You look amazing!” She walked in—still wearing pajamas—and brushed her fingers against Mom’s pendant. “And your necklace is nearly glowing!”
My cheeks warmed. “You’re not going to the party?” I asked. “Didn’t Zane invite you?”
She sighed. “He did, but I don’t want to see Javier, and honestly demons freak me the fuck out.”
“Are you sure?” I asked. It’d be nice to have some support there tonight.
“Zane said he would leave the party early to come over, so I’m just going to stay in,” she said. I raised my brows. Maria, staying in? That was a first.
“So, you and Zane… you’re fine?” I asked, smiling.
She grabbed my hand, cheeks flaming, and pulled me toward the front door. “Yes, but I’ll tell you about that later. You can’t be late to a party in Hell,” she said, laughing.
After visiting Dr. U’s office last night, I had told Maria that I was going to Hell to visit Eros’s family. Of course, I only told her the essentials—that I’d be amongst a bunch of sex demons, having a lovely dinner with Eros’s disgustingly rude parents, trying not to embarrass myself—and made sure to leave out the part about Eros actually killing his parents and seizing the kingdom.
That part scared me the most. Not only was I going back to Hell, but this time I was going back to Hell with my boyfriend who was going to murder his family to take back his throne.
Maria opened the door and pushed me out. “Have fun and good luc—” She stopped half-way, her gaze traveling from me to the hallway behind me.
I glanced over my shoulder. Lucifer stood at Eros’s door, smirking in our direction. His icy eyes lingered on me. Maria’s mouth fell agape. “Holy fu—” She pulled me back into the house and slammed the door. “Who is that?”
“Lucifer.”
She leaned closer to me, her voice quiet. “Lucifer, as in the guy you had a threesome with?” When I nodded my head, her eyes widened. “You get it, girl. He’s so sexy!”
“Thanks, Maria,” I said, playfully rolling my eyes at her and opening the door again. She wished me good luck, knowing just how much I was fearing this whole night. I pulled her into a hug. If the plan failed, I didn’t know when I would see her next. And—even though she was annoying sometimes—I was terrified that I’d never see her again.
Since yesterday morning, I’d felt that something wasn’t right, that I shouldn’t go tonight. But I was going because Eros was counting on me and Eros deserved to be king.
