The Reaping of the Gods

Chapter 18

"You need to say something, Larissa." Luke waves his hand in front of my face to try to rouse me from my shock.

"So, Lucifer, the Devil?" The question came out alot shakier than it was meant to.

"Yes. Does that scare you?" Luke asks taking my chin in his hand tilting it up to look at him.

"I don't know. I should be right? But I'm mostly just mad.” I say as I shake his hand off my chin and shuffle down the couch to get a way from him a bit. But it didn't feel right. I just wanted to move closer to him. It's like my body is betraying me by feeling the opposite of how I should be.

“You have every right to be mad at me. I was the one who was scared. Scared you’d hear my name and run. That’s been a pretty universal reaction.” Luke doesn’t try to touch me again just hands in his lap, rubbing them nervously.

“I’m not mad at you. I’m mad that I didn’t realize it. It’s so obvious now. You literally grew devil wings on our date.” I’m throwing my hands around motioning to everything. Like it’s literally so obvious. “Okay, I’m also a little mad at you.” I admit.

The thoughts, fears and questions start flooding my head. First, Luke is Lucifer. I knew that wasn’t his real name but the explanation he had given about it being a name his dad gave him had been enough and could still be the truth so not a complete lie but omission isn’t fair either. Second, how many times has he been a part of the reaping but the women ran cuz they knew who he was? Maybe he only chose me because I’m stupid enough not to run.

“I’m going to need you to say your thoughts out-loud.” Luke has been staring at me inquisitively.

“Did you lie about me being your soul bound?” I ask hesistantly. I hadn’t noticed but a tear starts to fall down my cheek.

“Absolutely not. I knew as soon as I saw you.” Luke closed the gap between us and pulled me into his arms. “You looked so beautiful. You were covered in flour, pulling bread out of the ovens at the bakery. Your coworker said something to you and you laughed. It was the best sound I’d ever heard.”

“Wait, what?” Stunned by his seemingly unintended confession. Luke released me from his arms and grabbed my hand.

“I thought about you everyday since. I would sit outside your bakery and just watch you. You were everything to me and I didn’t even know your name.”

“You stalked me?” I asked.

“Whoa I wouldn’t say it like that but yes absolutely. And I’ll stalk you for the rest of our lives.” He said with a cheeky smile or devilish grin if you will. He lifts my hand and places it around his neck and I move my other arm to wrap around his neck as well. I can feel his arms wrap around my waist and his hands running up and down my back. He leans in as if he’s going to kiss me, stopping just inches away. “You’ve always been mine.”

I couldn’t stop myself, I smash my lips into his. Igniting a passionate kiss. The need for his lips only being broken by the need for air. I could feel his hands roaming my back. He leans forward, almost guiding me down on the couch and onto my back before immediately climbing on top of me, peppering kisses on my lips, cheeks and neck. His hands roaming my body but missing my most intimate parts. Parts I wished for his hands, and mouth, to touch.

Luke gently nudged my legs open so he could nestle his hips in between them. Although fully clothed, I could feel his hard member pressing against my c**t through my leggings and underwear. A moan escapes my lips vibrating against Luke’s. I can feel him smirk against my lips and he applies more pressure against my swollen bud. The moan that is released from my lips this time seems to egg Luke on as he hungrily bites and sucks at my neck. He starts grinding his c**k against my c**t. I can feel the heat rising in my core, craving more I reach my hands down towards Luke’s belt but before I could even start undoing it Luke grabbed my hands and slid them up above my head pinning them there.

“Patience, my little human.” He hissed in my ear. He continues to grind my bud and kissing me hungrily. I could feel an orgasm rising in me. He was making me melt into a whimpering puddle beneath him. Just as my orgasm hits, Luke whispers in my ear. “Mmm, c*m for me.” The scream/moan that is released from me was a sound I’d never heard before. I lay under him trying to catch my breath. “You’re such a good girl.”

Luke kisses me and my neck a bit more before getting up. I sit up on the couch missing the heat and comfort of him over top of me. “You’re turn.” I say as I reach for his belt again, but he grabs my hands.

“Not tonight, my horny little human.” Luke places a kiss on the top of my head while placing my hands on my lap.

“Did I do something wrong?” I ask.

“Oh god no.” He kneels in front of me. “Trust me I want you. The thoughts I’m having would make you blush. I just want you to have no regrets and so I think we should let everything sink in. We have the rest of our lives for everything else.”

“Then why did you do that?” I ask motioning to the couch beside me where the best orgasm I’d ever had had just happened. He could bring out an orgasm that intense with all our clothes on. I can’t imagine what will happen without our clothes.

He smirks “I’m still the devil and making beautiful women bend to my will is oh so much fun." His grin makes me smile back. How can one feel so safe with the Devil? "Now, my little human, I think we should get some rest. We have a few things to do tomorrow."