Infernal God

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At first Lucifer let me set my own rhythm as he fondled my breasts, watching them bounce over him, and I threw my head back and enjoyed the pleasure building within me. I rode him harder and faster, and I loved the feel of his c**k sliding deeper into me with each thrust. But then his hands returned to my hips and he growled as he began to thrust up, matching me, holding me at the angle he wanted, f*****g me harder and faster like he couldn't get enough. He reached up to tangle his hand in my hair and pulled my face down to his, kissing me in a way that left no doubt that I belonged to him. His possessive f*****g only fueled my own desire, and I let go and allowed him to take control of my body completely. I melted into him as we moved as one, each of his thrusts teasing more heat through me until I screamed his name and dug my nails into his skin, shouting my pleasure. As the o****m rocked through me, power erupted out of me, and then Lucifer's breathing changed and he joined me with his own rush of energy. Glass shattered around us, but I barely noticed as he thrust a few last times, dragging out the moment where we'd never been more connected.

As my throbbing body returned to gentle flutters, I fell over his chest, rolling slightly to the side to allow for my cumbersome shape. Then I noticed the plants growing all over the room, which I must have created when he made me c****x. Oops. Lucifer's o****m had demolished more of the penthouse too, destroying what little had still been standing.

He followed my gaze and raised an eyebrow. "That's new."

"Was it just me, or was s*x even more intense as an Elder God?"

"I'm not sure," he rumbled, as he reached down to slide a finger inside me. "I think we should do it again to be sure."

"Already?"

"Definitely." He grabbed me and set me on my knees, then mounted me from behind. His c**k was already hard and pushing against my entrance, begging for entry. "After all, we have six months to make up for...and I have the stamina of a god."

After that, there were no more words as I pushed back against his c**k, taking him in deep, while he reached forward and grabbed my hair to yank my head back. He took me hard and fast, like he would die if he didn't claim every inch of me—but we were gods now and nothing could harm me. I reveled in every second of it, until he had me screaming his name again and tightening around his c**k, squeezing out his own c****x while our power shook the entire floor of the penthouse.

"If we keep this up, we might need to move," I said, as my body trembled under the lingering effects of my last o****m.

"I've been thinking the same thing." He wrapped me up in his arms and kissed me. "But right now all that matters is we're together—and nothing is going to tear us apart ever again."

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Lucifer

I

glanced at the pile of books on the desk again. Hannah had left no stone unturned, no tome unopened. There were books open I doubted she could even understand, but I could imagine her taking her time turning the fragile pages looking for a familiar word or a diagram in a margin. How often had she spent late nights in this room searching for the way to rescue me from War’s clutches?

I didn’t need an answer. Instinct told me she’d made every night a late one during her search. Somehow she’d risen to Demon Queen during my absence as well, all while pregnant—and pretty ill too, from what I'd gathered.

I’d always known Hannah would rescue me. It was one of the reasons I'd taken such a risk in the first place. But seeing the evidence of all her hard work made me appreciate her efforts even more.

I breathed in the scent of my library—the ancient pages, the leather chairs, and now the slight floral scent from Hannah's plants. Though I'd destroyed much of the penthouse when I was War, I'd left enough of this space untouched for me to work at my desk for a few hours, trying to catch up on everything I'd missed in the last six months.

I'd missed a lot, it seemed. Time hadn’t passed the same for me with War in my body. I hadn’t thought about normal things or needed to eat or sleep. I’d had two focuses.

One, escape the confines of Heaven. Two, bring war and chaos to the world.

Hannah stepped into the library, absolutely glowing in a pale green floor-length dress that showed off her rounded belly. Pride and love filled me, and I immediately stood and crossed the library to her, taking her in my arms. I’d never truly felt lucky before. Certainly not like this.

"Hello, my love. How are you feeling this morning?" I asked, as I drew her against me.

"Strange. I don't need to sleep or eat anymore...but I still like to do both of those things." She shrugged. "How are you?"

"I'm brilliant. Never better." I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Is it time for the meeting?”

“I believe it is.”

“Come with me?” I lowered my voice and spoke against her ear. “We’ll have time to nap later.” She rolled her eyes. “Of course I’m coming to the meeting. I can’t let you loose with my Archdemons until I see that you know what you’re doing.”

"Oh, they're your Archdemons now?" I took her hand and led her out of the library, excited to be sharing my throne after so many lifetimes I'd spent without her. "I see how it is—I leave you alone for a few months and you take over completely."