Page 21 of Azure Mania

“That’d be kidnapping.”

“Do I look like I give a shit?” I roll my eyes at her theatrics and yank her back by her wrist. Her back slams into my chest, and the sight of her body shivering sends shocks down my body. I lean in, whispering in her ear. “I’m not letting you go, Yvonne. You can scream, kick, or try your spells on me, but you will never escape me.”

She swallows, eyes glued straight ahead. “This is a terrible fucking idea, Lucifer.”

“Oh, I know.”

“I killed your wife,” she says.

“I’m aware.”

“I cursed you.”

“Yes, you did,” I release her wrist, only to wrap my arms around her torso from behind.

“There’s no logical reason for this, Lucifer. It’s not smart, and one of us will end up dead.”

“Then, we die together, Little Lamb.”

Chapter 13

Yvonne

Lucifer spins me around and before I know it, I’m slammed against the wall. I gasp, and he takes the opportunity to kiss me. It’s demanding, soul-sucking, and utterly obsessive. His hand tangles with my hair, pulling my head back to an angle as he deepens the kiss.

I clutch the shirt he’s wearing, crumpling the material in my hands. I’m trembling, half from the rain and the fact that I’m cold, half from the fact that he’s decided that the centuries we’ve spent loathing each other, no longer matter.

His tongue tastes sweet, pulling all the emotions I’ve been trying to suppress, right out of me.

My body shudders when he bites down on my lip, his sharp canine teeth drawing blood from the soft flesh, and a deep growl follows from the back of his throat when the taste of crimson fills his mouth. His eyes are closed, and he holds me even closer, struggling to hold back.

“The things you do to me,” he mutters, his voice low and filled with desire. “Fucking hell, Yvonne. I want to fuck you until you can’t stand properly, until you’re so full of my cum, that it will drip out of you for days.”

I can’t help it — I moan at the sound of his words, my knees threatening to buckle. Lucifer catches me in time, pulling me up. His lips barely leave mine for a moment, just enough for me to catch my breath.

“You’re mental,” I breathe out, my words barely above a whisper. “This is going to get us killed, one way or the other.”

“Let it, then,” he says, so confident that it makes my resolve falter. “Dying with you is better than living the rest of eternity without you.”

The words hit me deeper than they should. All the hatred, all the resistance, and the walls I’ve built up seem to shatter when he speaks. The finality in his tone makes my eyes snap shut for a moment.

While I was trying to find solutions of our fucked up situation, and while I was desperate to run from the reality of it all, apparently Lucifer was slowly making his peace with it. He’s mature enough to set it all aside, and allow himself to feel again.

I don’t get to utter a single word, before his lips fall on mine again. This time, it’s so fucking desperate that it makes my heart stutter. A clash of teeth, raw, frantic desire that sends my mind into a frenzy.

Lucifer doesn’t waste a single moment, as if our time together is limited — he grabs my dress, ripping it to shreds before I can even comprehend what’s happening. I gasp, staring down at my almost naked body, watching as he takes one of my breasts into his mouth, sucking roughly, yet carefully enough not to bite through my skin with his sharp teeth.

“Lucifer,” I moan, head falling back and he chuckles, the sound vibrating against my body.

“Yes, Little Lamb?” He murmurs, his hand lowering down, tearing the cotton fabric of my underwear and touching me right where I need him the most. Goosebumps erupt on my body, the stark contrast between his cold hand and the warmth between my legs, making my eyes roll to the back of my head. “God, you’re soaked. You keep pretending you don’t want this, but your cunt says otherwise. Such a dirty girl.”

“Shut up,” I mumble, my cheeks flushing in embarrassment, for no other reason than the fact that he is absolutely correct.

He grabs my ass, squeezing it tightly, before smacking it. “Don’t talk back to me.”

I sniffle out a soft laugh and for some reason, it amuses him. He flips me over, bending me over the table. He pushes down all the tea cups — thankfully, not my favorite ones, or he’d lose his head — and I can only watch as they fall down to the floor.

His teeth pierce through the skin on my shoulder, and I arch my back at the sudden ache. My mind goes blank, nothing but waves of pleasure shooting right through me. Lucifer takes the opportunity to pull his cock out of his pants, and thrust inside of me in one, swift motion.