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PATREA. I couldn’t concentrate on what I was doing the moment Nyneve appeared in the mirror I was holding. She was naked. And she was perfect, and all my insecurities about my body rose in my chest. Even with the black veins covering her arms and legs, she was still a beauty to behold, and I knew I was already losing this battle. I made my way to the far end of the library, where old books were kept and were seldom visited by people. It was only there that I let the tears that were threatening to fall earlier finally trickle down my cheeks. I didn’t know I would feel this jealous and possessive toward Lucius. This was not part of the plan. I was just supposed to finish the contract and move on. But how will I do that when this demon king has been occupying my mind 24/7 these past few days? I was planning on closing the mirror as I didn’t want to see what would happen between them when I saw demon guards appearing around them and then Nyneve disappearing together with them. So inst
LUCIUS. Patrea whimpered against my mouth as I kissed her hungrily before my hand flew and slapped her ass. The sound resonated around us, along with her whimpers, and it just made my cock harder. She was gripping the shelves behind her tightly, her body slightly arched, while I pressed my bulging front against hers. She wasn’t flinching anymore at the feel of my erection. Instead, she was rubbing her pussy on me. I felt like I already won this game, but I wanted more. I wanted to give her more, more than what she was giving me. My hands hiked up her skirt, letting it pool around her waist. She was giving me a beautiful view — her breasts were exposed from her blouse for my eyes to devour, as was her glistening, wet pussy. "Are you sure no one can see us?" She asked, panting as her hands moved onto my chest and clutched my shirt. I nodded my head, my eyes still focused on her breasts, while I let my hand run on her ass, parting her cheeks before my fingers trailed down, from he
PATREA. "What can I do for you?" I asked her, my face void of any emotions. "I didn’t know you knew me." Nyneve retorted. "Lucius told me about you." "Impressive. So, Lucius is telling humans about his sexual escapades and the one he was fucking?" My brows hiked up. Did she just call me human? Couldn’t she feel my witch's aura? "What did you say?" I scoffed. "Sexual escapades? Does that include you? Because I’m sure he told me there was nothing between the two of you except you, trying to use your allure on him. which, unfortunately for you, didn't work on him." Despite knowing I was enraging a demon, I was unable to prevent my mouth from spewing these words. "You’re trusting a demon? Are you even aware that he is a demon?" She asked as she checked her neatly done manicure. I wanted to laugh already because now I was sure I knew more about Lucius than she did. I knew I should be scared, but her aura wasn’t that strong. Lucius said she was just a half-century old. She's too yo
PATREA. Lucius left me in the tower so he could check my home and make sure nothing was burning or destroyed except for my furniture. Also, he could park my car elsewhere, so no one would question my absence from the house for a few days. He said it would only take him a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity already, and he hadn’t returned yet. He left me in the dining hall, where they prepared human food for me, but I didn’t have an appetite to eat. I’d been staring at my food for a long time, and as much as I wanted to skip dinner, I knew I had to eat or I might end up being too weak compared to Nyneve. I wanted to be prepared once I saw her again. I had to ask Lucius to bring me some witchcraft paraphernalia. He told me as well that he kept most of my belongings from my cottage, which I really appreciated, as most of them were hard to find but Lucien had somehow managed to bring them to me. At least here, I had no restrictions when it came to practicing my spells and char
NYNEVE. "Her last name is Foster." He answered my question before he slammed his cock into my ass. "Oh, fuck me! Harder!" I moaned exaggeratedly as I rolled my eyes, creating a sound to make this illusion perfect. I was seated on the top of the table inside this fool’s room, moaning as if I were in ecstasy while asking him questions, all the while he thought he was fucking me to oblivion. The advantage of being a demon? I could conjure illusions in humans, making them hallucinate, and in turn, I would be able to make them do whatever I wanted from them. Patrea’s next-door neighbor was easier to play with. Maybe because I had a pussy and he was such a pervert that he would grab any pussy that spread out open in front of him. This worked for me because, even though he was not interested in the insurance I was offering him, he let me inside his house and I was able to set my plan in motion. We ended up in his room. The only thing was - he was fucking air while I watched him make a
ALTHEA. I told Lucy I didn’t need to celebrate my nineteenth birthday. I was used to having nothing, and with Patrea in the underworld, there was really no sense in celebrating. But Lucy was not one to be swayed. So here I was, surrounded by people I met at the university, in a big private hall within the campus grounds where Lucy held the surprise party for me. Lucy and Adan were here. And so was little Aiden, with Lucy’s opal ring hanging around his neck. Patrea and I had fixed her ring a few weeks back so that anyone wearing it would be able to suppress his or her demon fire. This was the only way they could take little Aiden out in public, as he loved playing with fire when something fascinated him. Patrea also made it tonight. She was here with Lucius. If I assumed before that the demon king was interested in her, I could guarantee now that he was totally smitten with her, as every time I looked at Lucius, his eyes were always on my grandmother, even though he was having a
ALTHEA. I was about to turn around and look for Lucy or Patrea when Blade blocked my way. His arm snaked around my waist as he brought me to the dance floor. My eyebrows hiked up as I scoffed softly. "Don’t you have manners, Blade? It’s not polite to just grab a girl and force her to dance with you." "I’d been polite for the last thirty minutes, Althea, restraining myself from growling and grabbing someone and killing the life out of him." "You know the only reason I am not throwing you out is that I don’t want to make a scene and let everyone know things about my life." "The only reason he hasn't broken any bones in his body is that I don't want to make a scene and ruin your birthday," he said. "Thank you, and I appreciate that. But it still doesn’t change anything between us. I have a boyfriend, Blade." "I know. I feel it every time," he said in a very cold voice. So he felt it. But did he say every time? I only did it once. "So tell me, why are you here? Is this the part
BLADE. I knew I wasn’t invited here and that I shouldn’t be here, but I wanted to see the guy that was getting her attention. Not that I could do something about it, but if I were to lose Althea to someone, he better be worth it and he better be someone who could protect her. But looking at him holding her in his arms, I doubted all of that. Althea looked stronger and smarter than him. Not that I judged people. Hell, fuck that! Of course, I judged people. I was never nice and had never given any compliments. Not even to Althea, even if I wanted to. She looked so fucking perfect in that short black dress that hugged her body perfectly. The only thing missing was me beside her, and that’s why I was here, trying to look comfortable in these formal clothes when I just wanted to rip them off my body. These clothes were made as if I was not allowed to put a crease in them. What the fuck was I supposed to do — stand still all night and not move my arms so it would remain perfect? These