Her Darkest Devils by Ginna Moran
Chapter 14
RAVEN
Greed
“IT’S BEEN SIX days now. How important is your soul to you, Raven? Come on, look at me. I got you a present.” Lucian hovers in the doorway to the bathroom. “It sparkles as much as the diamond on your ring, but this one is special. Just take one look. If you don’t like it...the fuck you won’t. Don’t make me have to go over there and put it in your hand.”
I keep my eyes trained on the window, watching the dark sky fade to indigo with the oncoming sunrise. I’ve stayed up all night, watching and waiting for either Kase, Dante, or Micah to return or for Andre to arrive. I’d gladly spend my day sleeping in the grass beside him to avoid Lucian from wearing me down. I promised myself one week to get things in order and only because Zade told me that he believed Elias would be okay since he’s not with a demon.
He doesn’t know exactly where he was taken by demon hunters, but if he thinks Elias is safe enough for me to wait a bit longer for my devils to search every damn inch of this town, then I’ll allow it.
Lucian whistles, trying to get my attention. “Ray, you have five seconds.”
I stretch out my arm. “Just fucking hand it to me and leave me alone. Can’t you see I’m...” This pervy bastard.
Lucian slaps my palm with his heavy boner, grinning as I whip my attention away from the window and toward him. I’m too shocked by his gesture that I don’t move, gazing at his dick piercing with what looks like a glowing red stone on the ring, glittering with the thumps against my hand. I don’t know what comes over me, but instead of whacking him in his freshly shaved balls, I lock my fingers around his shaft and tug him closer, getting a better look.
“Are you ready to give it a try? The ring will set your body and soul on one helluva ride. It contains my power, so you can really feel it deep inside you.” Lucian arches his back a bit, forcing me to lean away before he pokes me in the face.
“Uh...thanks, but no. I don’t need any part of you inside me yet.” I release him and nudge him away with my knuckles.
“Yet. Why wait? It’s pointless. I could find Elias in twenty minutes if you’d give in and allow it. You know how good I’ll make you feel.” He shifts to get into my line of sight, taking a minute to stroke himself.
And damn my eyes. I can’t get myself to look away. The faster he does it, the more intense the bead on the ring glows. Shit. Is it vibrating? I think it is. Hell power operated.
I squirm and squeeze my legs together, annoyingly getting turned on. “Enough, Satan. I get it. Your piercing will probably give me a soul-gasm. The answer is still not yet. If I want to experience a blinged out, Hell power-infused dick, I will ask Kase to swap his jewelry, though it’s unnecessary for him. He doesn’t have to compensate for anything.”
Lucian growls and ignores me, totally turned on and enjoying the fact that I can’t seem to avert my eyes. “Say what you want. You can lie to yourself but you can’t lie to me. You want me. Bad. I can see it in your face. I can smell it all over you. You’re wet. Excited. I bet you’re even fantasizing about what it would be like to deep throat me. How my cum tastes.”
I groan and cover my face, forcing myself to stop looking. “That’s all you.”
“Prove it. Spread those trembling thighs for me and let me see your panties. If I’m wrong, I’ll stop. But if I’m right, you’ll let me aim at your face.” Lucian moans, quickening the pace of his strokes, totally serious.
“No fucking way,” I mutter, crossing my legs.
“Because you know I’m right,” he murmurs, really going to fucking town. I’ve seen Dante masturbate but it’s nothing like this. Lucian looks like he’s going to yank his damn cock off in his race to cum.
“Because it’s a shitty deal. I get nothing out of spreading my legs for...” This fucker. He totally threw me right into this innuendo.
“What the fuck are you talking about? You get everything. My power fucked into you. Orgasms. Look at my girth. Imagine how you’ll stretch that tight pussy to welcome me. I’ll bend you over the bed, so you can get a good feel of my gift to you. It’ll work your g-spot until you can’t think of anything but me.” Lucian hums and closes his eyes, his fantasy totally helping him get off. “And then when I cum inside you...we’ll both feel it in our beings. You’ll want me again and again. You’ll love it so much that you’ll even beg me to fuck you in your ass. Maybe then I’ll let you get on top of me while you scream in ecstasy. You can hold my horns and bounce that big ass up and down. I’ll finger you while you do, play with your clit...”
Oh, shit.
I nearly lose myself in his dirty-ass fantasy of thinking I’m going to ride him cowgirl style with his cock in my ass. My body tingles, loving the idea against my mind’s pleas to protect my poor ass from a devil who probably thinks he can treat every hole on my body the same. It’s enough to get me to clench my ass cheeks.
Lucian moans again, getting awfully close. I don’t like where he’s blindly aiming, especially with his panting and heavy groans. “Raven, it’s going to feel so fucking fantastic. You will fuck your soul free of the contract but you’ll never want to leave me. Every second of every day you’ll whimper and beg for me. You’ll feel—”
I gasp as his eyes snap open and his whole body ripples, flashing his Hell form. I scramble out of the way, bracing for him to try to cum on me, but he swivels his hips and moans so incredibly loud, his deep voice far sexier than I want it to be, and explodes with his orgasm all across the bed. He blows out a long breath and captures me with his gaze, watching me watch him. That was one helluva finish, and something dark inside me is annoyed that I didn’t join him in the fun. It’s like he knew exactly how to mess with me. I could’ve told him to stop. I could’ve left him. Instead, my ass wanted to stay for the whole show. Now he’s going to be cockier than ever.
My stupid curiosity might lead me right onto his cock just to discover what it’s like to fuck the most notorious, evil devil.
“You dirty girl. You loved that, didn’t you?” Lucian whispers, grazing his hand over my cheek to tuck my hair behind my ear. “You’re only resisting me because you’re a stubborn brat. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes.” What the actual fuck? My mouth did not just say that damn word before my brain had time to process.
He obviously didn’t expect it either because fire lights his eyes and a smile turns his hard features soft and handsome. He loved my response and looks ready to push me harder. And I’m on the verge of breaking. His dark allure is hypnotizing me. His asshole attitude is turning endearing. As for his dirty talk? I’m now horny as fuck and suffering a serious case of blue bean.
“Raven,” Lucian whispers, bowing to get on my level. “Say yes to me. Say yes and let’s learn how to move forward together. I can show you the true extent of my power and how you’ll want and crave me—to obey me and let me take care of you forever. You can be my beautiful, insatiable woman without having to worry about anything but our pleasure and power. Just imagine—”
The glow of hellfire lights the dim room around us, and the scent of a portal opening snaps me from considering his idea of my possible future with him. And thank fucking Hell. I don’t know if it’s because I’m horny, lonely without the rest of my devils, or just becoming desperate, but I nearly do say yes to him. It even hurts me a little that I don’t.
“I’m sorry. No. Andre’s here, and I won’t keep him waiting. It’s been days.” I pull my wild thoughts together and stand up, tipping my head back to look into Lucian’s dark eyes. “If you really want me to consider any of those things, you have to accept that my soul isn’t intended for only one devil. You have to accept that it’s going to take more than getting hot and bothered for me to do anything you want.”
“Raven, I—”
I shake my head. “I’m giving my devils a bit more time to find Elias. You know, if you would help them, I might reconsider everything.”
Lucian doesn’t speak. He doesn’t do anything except watch me leave. And for once, he just lets me go.
I’ve never been so thankful for the stench of Hell as I open the backdoor and spot Andre in the center of the summoning circle. His face doesn’t light with a smile though. My heart sinks into my stomach. Something’s wrong.
“Little hellion, I know you don’t like going to Hell, but I need you to trust me and let me take you there.” Andre extends his hand to me. “It’s important.”
I inhale a sharp breath. “What is it, Andre?”
“I can’t speak here. Please, come to me.” Andre waves his hand again, keeping his voice low.
Fuck. I shuffle across the flaming barrier and into Andre’s arms.
He lifts me up. “Hold on, Raven. It’s going to be an uncomfortable ride.”
***
“Oh, my God! Elias!” I throw myself from Andre’s arms and abandon the summoning circle.
I kept my eyes closed through the journey through Hell in Andre’s arms, thinking the absolute worst. The fact that Andre wouldn’t say anything only made it worse. I expected him to take me to Lucian’s kingdom or some shit because Elias died. I never expected Andre of all devils to reunite me with my mate.
“I don’t understand. Why didn’t you tell me where we were going, Andre? And Elias, how the fuck? How long have you been here? Why didn’t you call me?” My questions tumble through the air as I speak to the both of them. I grab the front of Elias’s shirt and shake him. “God, damn it. I’ve been freaked out, so fucking kiss me first.”
Elias groans against my lips, kissing me as if it could possibly be our last time. He lifts me off my feet and sets me on the rickety table of his old house, now completely trashed with strange graffiti spray painted on the walls. I’m so horny from Lucian’s attempt to seduce me, and I pull his hips between my legs, locking him in place. Tangling his fingers into my hair, he deepens our kiss, sliding his tongue into my mouth.
Andre moans from behind me, the soft raspy sound as sexy as Elias’s desperation to devour my affection. I don’t even remember the questions on my mind or what the fuck is happening anymore. All that matters is Elias is here with me, alive, and so fucking hard that all I can think about is getting what I want.
“I missed you,” I murmur, continuing to kiss him. “Andre, how can I ever thank you for bringing me here.”
“Just don’t stop. Your emotions...I can taste them. I’m famished.” Andre’s words light me up, burning me from the inside out with explosive passion. I realize why my need to be with Elias is so strong. It’s Andre. His scent alone sets us off like an aphrodisiac.
I gasp, breaking away from Elias’s mouth. He only shifts to kiss my jaw and lick down my throat, sucking the base of my neck.
“Elias, carry me to the summoning circle. I can’t leave Andre out,” I say, combing my fingers through Elias’s hair.
Andre flaps his wings, his eyes lit with his desire. “Don’t come into the circle. Just next to me. That’s good enough. I just want to watch.”
I furrow my brows, but Andre’s soft smile of encouragement stops me from asking him why or arguing. If he didn’t have a reason not to, I know we’d all get swept away on this river of lust.
“She’s so sexy, isn’t she Andre?” Elias asks, sensing the same thing I do. But I’m certain he won’t question it. I can see and feel his excitement over getting me to himself in the presence of a devil, something I’m sure Kase, Dante, and Micah wouldn’t allow.
“So stunning. Undress her for me, so I can see all of her.” Andre stands within the hellfire, his muscles flexing and his eyes drinking in every inch of me sitting on the table. “You too. I want to feel and taste her desire for you, Elias.”
A smile crosses Elias’s face and he chuckles. “Whatever you want, man. You brought my soulmate to me. If Raven is cool, I’m fucking perfect.”
I stretch my arms over my head, biting my lip. “This will be our thanks.”
“And mean so much more than you know.” Andre watches me with such a fiery intensity that heat crawls up my body to set me ablaze.
Elias grabs the hem of my shirt and pulls it over my head, exposing my boobs and the fact that I wasn’t wearing a bra. Andre’s lustful gasp mirrors Elias’s, and I squirm and slide from the table, nudging Elias to walk back until we’re only a foot away from Andre.
His nostrils flare and he licks his lips. “Describe how she feels. Help me imagine.”
Elias brushes my hair over my shoulder and cups my boob, stroking his thumb over my hard nipple, making me moan. “Tight. Hard. Her tits are soft until you strum her right here.” He rubs my nipple again. “Then they’re like perfect, smooth pebbles.” Bowing forward, Elias sucks my boob into his mouth. “She tastes subtly sweet too.”
I grab Elias’s shirt and yank it over his head, wanting to touch him back and feel the heat of his body. Andre groans and rubs himself through his pants, never taking his eyes off the two of us.
“Get on your knees for her. She wants you to taste every inch of her delectable body,” Andre says, lowering himself to the ground at the same time Elias does, following Andre’s command without hesitation. “I want to see her so badly.”
“Me fucking too. She’s so hot. Just look at her hands trembling in anticipation.” Elias links his fingers through one of my hands and manages to tug my pants down with the other. “Blue lace,” he murmurs, snapping the string of my panties on my hip. “My favorite color. Why don’t you turn around and let Andre see?”
I nearly say, yes sir, but instead sway my hips as I turn and arch my lower back to pop my butt out more. Elias slaps my ass with both of his hands and massages my body, spreading my butt cheeks open and closed with his gesture as I bend down, feeling Andre’s scorching attention.
“Kissable, lickable, bitable, fuckable,” Elias murmurs, hooking his fingers to my panties and pulling them down. He nips my ass cheek with his teeth, proving as much.
I gasp, my knees weakening.
“She loved that,” Andre comments, a moan vibrating through the air. “I want a taste of her.”
Oh, my fucking devils. Elias grins at my expression, and I pant as he stretches my leg to rest my knee on his shoulder. He trails his fingers up my thigh and slides two into me, fingering me slowly and sensually, managing to rub my G-spot enough to make my whole body quiver. Extending his arm past the hellfire barrier, Elias offers his hand to Andre. The sight of Andre sucking Elias’s fingers into his mouth, tasting my excitement should weird me out. But damn. He looks so sexy doing it. Elias has made his boundaries clear before, and I had assumed this could be one of them, but it’s as if he now fully embraces that life with me will always include others and he wants to be a part of our eternity and will be a team player. He does it because I like it.
Maybe he’d be different with Micah and the faint memory of their companionship as angels, but right now, none of that matters. I want everyone to get something out of this that they enjoy and to ensure they’re content and taken care of how they need. Right now, Andre’s starving for our lust. And Elias? He’s in desperate need of my affection and intimacy as much as I need his. I thought I lost him, and even thinking about going another minute without bonding the way we desire in this lifetime feels torturous.
“She tastes like paradise,” Andre mumbles, his eyes half-closed and heavy with our lust.
Elias teases me by gliding his tongue across his bottom lip. “It’s better than anything. I plan to bury my face right between her thighs and survive on her body.”
I grin and play with his hair, knowing he says the words just for Andre. “Would you like to see him try, Andre?”
Using two fingers, Elias spreads my body wider, exposing my clit. He gently blows a cool breath, the sensation making me suck in a breath. “See how she squirms?” Elias bends forward and licks my clit before sucking me into his mouth and rolling his tongue.
I clutch onto him, my whole body shaking. I stretch out my arm and reach for Andre, silently begging him to help support me. My body hums with pleasure. Tingles burst through me, and if Andre wasn’t supporting me, my weak knees would give out.
Like Elias senses it, he adjusts his legs and pulls me down with him, lying on his back with me sitting on his face. Andre watches with his alluring intensity, breathing deeply and stroking himself through his pants as he enjoys our show.
“She’s going to orgasm. I can sense it,” Andre says, the fire surrounding the summoning circle glowing brighter, more powerful.
Elias dips his finger into me as he kisses, licks, and sucks my clit until every nerve-ending in my body explodes at once, sending me bowing forward to plant my palms on the floor. The room bursts with Hell power, and Andre shifts into his true body for a few seconds before turning back. Elias smiles, easing my legs open to escape the cage my body traps him in.
“You like that, Lust King? You want more?” Elias asks, not missing a beat. “I bet you’d love watching our woman get plowed by me from behind. I’ll give you the perfect view. Just wait.”
I giggle and crawl forward, staying on my hands and knees. I shake my ass, teasing the two of them. Peeking over my shoulder, I meet Andre’s glowing eyes devouring the sight of me. Elias drags over some couch cushions, surprising me, and I wait in anticipation, watching him kick out of his pants and stroke his hard-on. He gets me to rest my knees on one of the cushions, lifting my body up a bit. I shift in anticipation, following his silent instructions as he gets me to face away from him and Andre completely. It’s now that I see the cracked mirror leaning against the wall.
“Get low for the best view,” Elias says, returning to kneel behind me. He massages his fingers into my ass cheeks again, giving Andre a tease of every inch of my body.
“Look at her pucker. Kase and Dante love to tease about anal. Is that what you’re thinking about, little hellion? Should he tease you with his finger?” Andre settles onto the ground, lying on his back. It’s now that I see he’s released his colossal cock from his pants and uses both hands to rub it, one of his own big hands unable to close completely around it.
“I’ll do whatever the hell you want, darlin’,” Elias says, fingering me again, wetting his finger until its slick. “You’re extra wet. I love it. I’m at your mercy with your perfect pussy and tight ass.”
Well, why the hell not? “Give Andre the show he wants,” I say, biting my bottom lip. “But only a finger.”
Elias fingers me again, stroking himself at the same time until I can barely take it. Andre watches our every move, his face so serious, his bottom lip puffing with his deep breaths. The two of them love every second of this—and I do too—especially when Elias aligns our bodies, slipping his thumb into my ass at the same time he rocks into me with one leg elevated on the stack of cushions. He wasn’t joking about giving Andre one helluva view. I kind of wish I could watch through his eyes. The way Andre watches us, stroking himself, is so fucking hot. I want more.
Elias moans, locking one of his hands into my hair while resting the other on my shoulder. He fucks me hard and deep, wild and feral, more carnal than the other devils have. His hips bump against my ass with his quick thrusts that slap his balls against my clit like they know how much it wants their kind of spanking. I scream in pleasure, the short bursting sound echoing through the air. My whole body lights with electricity, the hot bolts zinging in all the right places. My emotions swell and steal my breath, my body and soul aligning with Elias’s until it feels as if we merge as one.
“So incredible,” Andre murmurs. “You two are exactly what I’ve been craving. Such unashamed attraction and need. Two souls shining so brightly and mingling as one. A cock fit for my queen and a man willing to do whatever it takes.”
Elias groans, picking up his pace as he reaches under and plays with my clit. The bliss building inside my body grows and grows until I can no longer contain the explosive sensation begging to burst free.
I scream in pure ecstasy, my muscles tensing and sending a shock wave through me. Andre grunts and cums, setting the summoning ring billowing toward the ceiling. My mind turns to mush as Elias keeps up his exhilarating, mind-numbing thrusts until he bumps his body a few times to mine as he cums.
“Delectable,” Andre mutters, his voice husky and deep. “I’m so grateful and in love. You have given me everything I need to maintain power.”
Elias slides out of me and pulls me into his arms, breathing deeply until both of our racing hearts slow. He strokes my arm with his fingers, not saying a word as we cuddle beside Andre, using the cushions as a bed. The summoning circle dims as we relax and my unending wave of lust tames.
Everything snaps into place as I suppress my desire and remember what happened. Andre’s power and pheromones really got to my head, though I don’t regret it. He only gave the little push I needed to do what I desperately wanted to with Elias.
“Fuck,” I mumble, propping myself on my elbow. “This was so wild and so good, but now that you banged some sense into me...tell me everything. How are you here?”
Elias stretches his arms over his head with a groan, drawing my attention to his nipple piercing. I can’t stop from gliding my finger over it, wanting to memorize him in this moment while saying a silent thanks to the universe that he’s here and alive and real.
“Short version...I played fucking Lucian and Cassius. Darlin’, when you feel like you’re on your death bed and feel like a failure, you get desperate.” Elias tightens his jaw and meets my gaze. “I almost don’t want to tell you everything that went through my mind, thinking that I failed you. The last fucking place in the universe I ever want you to be is a goddamn slave to Lucian.”
I frown, unsure of what he’s getting at and why he feels the need to explain himself. “Just spit it out. You made a deal, didn’t you? But Cassius? He’s working with Lucian? What the actual fuck?”
“Take a breath, little hellion. It’s not the kind of deal you think. They are not working together, and neither of them knows that Elias is here, and we must keep it that way. It’s why I waited so long to bring you here. We couldn’t allow Lucian to figure out that Elias isn’t as selfish as he thought.” Andre sits up and expands his wings. “Lucian and Cassius both yearn for a future where you don’t succeed, no matter what happens to your soul.”
I search his eyes and turn to Elias. “I still don’t think I’m following. Lucian wants my soul. He’s made it clear.”
“At first he wanted it regardless. Now, he wants you to give it to him and only him without you taking a throne. He’s more concerned about rising above everyone and is willing to give you to Heaven to ensure it. Cassius encouraged it. That fucker tried to use me to manipulate Lucian and send our souls to Heaven. You’re the most important woman and soul in the universe, Raven. You will change everything, and now, you can without the chains of Lucian binding you.” Elias pulls me closer until I sit on his lap. “And unfortunately, my life and death helps determine whether you take your throne.”
I blink a few times, studying my hands and staring at the ring Micah gave me. “So those bastards had tried to arrange things to send my soul to Heaven just to prevent me from completing our mission? And you went along with it to get away? How did you escape?”
“Cassius is so full of himself that he didn’t think that I’d do anything for you—he has it in his head that Heaven is the only thing you could want and not the devils. I stabbed his wing, punched him in the nuts, and stole a car.” His face lights up with his words. “And Lucian now thinks I’m being protected by the bastard to die in peace. When I die, your contract with him ends.”
My eyes widen. “That fucker. We have an impending deal as well. If I fuck him, he’ll help me find you or void my contract if he fails.”
But why? Why would Lucian go through all this trouble with making deals to guarantee my contract ends? I don’t understand.
“I don’t know, darlin’,” Elias says, sighing.
“We will figure it all out, but until then, Elias must be kept safe. Lucian will end his life for that reason.” Andre rubs his chin. “And it seems Heaven wants to do the same thing, considering it looks as if Elias’s soul might fall into grace. His binds to Hell are weak.”
“Shit,” I mutter. “He has to be Hell-bound and unclaimed by a devil for me to take. If he’s not—”
A crash outside the house startles me, cutting my words off. Bright light shines through the window, and Elias rushes to grab my clothes.
Andre growls, the threatening noise reverberating through my bones.
The front door flings open, and I squint at the shining light.
“Zade?” I ask, seeing the familiar angel. “What the fuck?”
He stands silently, his flaming sword drawn. “You have to go. They’re coming.”
Andre roars.
