Infernal God

24

"Of course you do." Lucifer pressed a kiss to my forehead. "I’m constantly amazed at your strength. Every lifetime, you inspire me. But in this one, you've truly outdone yourself, my queen."

"Thank you. You're not so bad yourself, you know." I draped my arms around his neck. "Now, about that awkward pregnancy sex..."

A sexy, masculine sound of amusement rumbled deep in his throat. "Whatever my wife needs."

"Is there anywhere in this penthouse that isn't trashed?" I asked.

He picked me up like I weighed nothing, then carried me into the bedroom we'd once shared, where I'd slept alone for months. The bed remained untouched, still covered in black silk sheets, with my added teal pillows.

"Even in my frenzied state, I couldn't destroy this," Lucifer said, as he set me down on it. His voice was low and deep and sent a shiver of anticipation through me. "Although I'm starting to think maybe we need a new place to live..."

I grabbed his shirt and yanked it open, sending buttons flying. "Stop talking and f**k me already. It's been six months since I've seen you, and these pregnancy hormones have been killer."

He gave me a wicked grin as he removed his shirt, revealing the smooth, muscled chest I'd missed so much. "I used to wait lifetimes for you. Six months is nothing."

I grabbed a pillow and hit him with it. He took it from me and tossed it aside with a chuckle, then pinned me to the bed, taking care not to crush my stomach. His kiss devoured me, while his hands entwined with mine above my head. My body arched toward him, the need to have him fill me so strong I thought I might scream. All I could do was kiss him back harder and rock my hips against him, silently begging him for more.

He rose up, just enough to yank off my shirt and tear off my bra. Then he stared down at me, his fingers brushing over the swell of my body and cupping my breasts. “Incredible."

“There have been some changes while you were gone.” I squirmed, midway between embarrassment and amusement.

He met my gaze with a hungry look in his eyes. “I love you like this, round with my child. I'm going to savor every second of it.”

“Start now," I murmured, reaching for his pants.

"So impatient," he teased. He unfastened my pants and tugged them off, taking my panties too. I was still wearing the clothes I'd worn to fight Famine in and they were a bit dusty, but none of that mattered to him.

He admired me for a few seconds, then he sank between my legs and kissed the side of my knee, and my breath caught. I anticipated him kissing along the inside of my thigh, but as I held my breath, waiting, he moved away and started at the other knee.

“Like I said, I'm going to savor you.”

I huffed but closed my eyes because Lucifer savoring me… I’d missed it.

His fingers gripped the outsides of my thighs as he parted them farther, and my breathing increased just from the anticipation. His tongue touched my skin, and I moved my hands until I pushed them through his thick, dark hair.

I tugged, trying to pull him closer. “Lucifer.”

He made that rumble of amusement again, but then he took pity on me and covered my c**t with his mouth. I let out a breathy moan at finally getting a sample of what I craved, as his tongue moved across my folds, tasting every inch of me like he couldn't get enough. He buried his face in my p***y, and I lost all thought as he sucked my c**t harder. He feasted like a starving man, as if I was the best meal he'd ever had.

“Mmm.” He hummed his satisfaction. “You missed me.”

“So much.” But my words were broken by harsh breaths as his mouth worked magic on me. My hands were back in his hair, tugging at the dark strands, and he responded to me, applying more pressure, licking and sucking harder and faster. Then looked at me, his eyes glowing red, before lowering his head again to flick his tongue over my c**t in one possessive stroke. It was enough to send me spinning away from him as all of my muscles tightened and released. I hung in a moment of free fall, my breath held in my chest as I rode the feeling.

My body pulsed and I gasped for air as Lucifer rose up above me with a dark smile. Then he slowly dragged his trousers off, his large, perfect c**k jutting forth with obvious need. I wasn't the only one dying for release here.

I sat up a little and took his c**k into my mouth, just for a few seconds, unable to help myself. I needed to taste him too. He caught his breath, and I relished my small degree of control over this man who was used to controlling every other element of his life. Here, he was mine.

"f**k, I missed you too," he said, as he gripped my head lovingly. But then his need overwhelmed him too and he let out a groan and jerked his c**k out of my mouth.

He laid back on the bed and pulled me on top of him, making me straddle him. With fingers digging into my hips, he lifted me up while looking me in the eyes, his intense and glowing red. I wondered if mine were glowing too, but that was my last thought before I sank down, sliding him inside me.

It felt amazing, both of us joined together at last. I wasn't sure if it was because I was pregnant or because we were both gods now, but I felt him so much more than I ever had before, both physically and on a spiritual level. Our souls were entwined, just as our bodies were.

“You feel so good.” Lucifer groaned, a deep sound that vibrated right through both of us. His hands were on my hips, before he ran them over my ribs and to my breasts, touching me everywhere, like he'd never felt me before. Then he thrust up hard, filling me so deeply it made me gasp. It was exactly what my body needed though, and now I wanted more.