CHAPTER TWENTYThe three of them stood together bloody and victorious. Absolute silence surrounded them. Charouth hummed with the excitement of battle. Azazel’s rage-filled Fallen blood raced in her veins. She looked up and down at his fine, toned body. She licked her lips with anticipation. The things she was gonna do to him when they got home. It made her hot just thinking about the possibilities. Who knew a massive slaughter would be such an aphrodisiac? Who needed Cynar? This was ten times better. She slipped an arm around Azazel’s waist and pulled him close. His mouth met hers in a hard kiss. Their tongues danced together as his hand slid down her hip to cup her ass. He pinched. Oh, yes. They were going to have so much fun.
“Sorry to interrupt,” Lucifer said without an ounce of guilt.
