I turned toward the voice that I had known almost all of my life and cracked a smile. The Prince of Lust was here in all of his stunning glory.
Strands of gold fell down his face and hit his chiseled chin. He was barefoot and only wearing a loose set of lounger linen pants that said he was just having a walk around. His tan skin and ripped muscles were perfection, as were his dark and soulless eyes, all black like they were hollow but somehow gave off the expression of mirth. His perfect, pert lips curved up as he looked at me, and for once, I was happy to see someone from my past in Hell.
He ran towards me like a bullet, but I didn't move, knowing what he was going to do. He scooped me up into his arms and gave me one of the biggest hugs I had ever received. Mod’s hugs were the best. I’ve never turned one down, and I never would. He was one of the princes of Hell, but he was also my best friend and one of the people who’d helped me run away.
I giggled as he swung me around, then tapped his shoulder to let him know I was getting dizzy. He stopped and set me down, ignoring the woman who was wailing in the background again.
“How the hell are you, Lils? Why are you here? Does your father know? Do…othersknow?” His last question made me want to smack him becausehewas not something we needed to talk about. It was ancient history as far as I was concerned.
Then he grabbed my face and looked deep into my eyes as he breathed, “Oh, shit! You're the ruler now? When the fuck did that happen?!”
I pulled my face out of his grip as I started to feel a headache coming on. This was what it was going to be like for a while. I clenched my hands, annoyance filtering through my body before I took a breath.
“Short answer is yes, hopefully only temporarily, but you know how it is working with my dad.” I shrugged, not really wanting to go any further down the explanation train. When I saw he had his lips pushed out into a pout, I tapped his cheek with my hand. “We will talk later, promise.”
Before I could tell him what was going on, I heard a growl behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see War looking at Mod like he wanted to murder him with his bare hands as he stretched them out and cracked his knuckles. Con’s body looked tight, vibrating with fury as he clenched his teeth. His arms were crossed in front of his chest, and he looked Mod up and down, seeming to find him lacking.
Fame, the cautious one, just looked at him with interest. Death was no better than the first two, with his lips smashed together in a white line while his hand tapped on his leg, irritation coloring his eyes.
“Oh my, did you bring some tasty snacks for me? Please say you did. Please say you did!” Mod’s begging made them pause, and I rolled my eyes. We might be mated, but Mod had been my friend since I was a young little girl. They needed to chill out.
“Naw.” I sighed as I motioned to them and then turned my wrists up for Mod to see. “These are my new mates, which Hell picked for me.”
His mouth suddenly turned into a big O, his face looking between me and the guys as he started to sputter, not coming up with any actual words to say. Eventually, he closed his mouth and looked back at me.
“Well, at least they’re hot, right?” He shrugged as he winked at me.
I almost laughed so hard I cried, because one of their top qualities was their hotness. Next was their power, but I was starting to see glimpses of personality and some of their appeal, too.
Fame cleared his throat, signaling me to introduce them to Mod, and I agreed. Since they were my mates and were going to help me with Hell stuff, they might as well know who all the princes were.
“Sorry about that. War, Con, Fame, and Death, this is the Prince of the Lust, Asmodeus.” I gave his full name since it seemed like a formal meeting, but Mod just waved his hand as he laughed at the name.
“Oh, don't bother with that. Just call me Mod. It's short, sweet, and gets the job done.” He smiled brightly at my new mates, who, in turn, frowned at him.
“Did you fuck my goddess?” War’s voice boomed out, and I choked on my own saliva. Mod’s eyes flew open just before he started to laugh, wiping a tear from his eye.
“Oh no. We have been besties since she was born. I did try to convince her once, but she was already loyal to another at the time.” He winked at me as he shrugged, and I gave him a withering glare.
“Who—” War started until I interrupted, not wanting to talk about it.
“Mod is bi, so he has always been into the male and female bodies. In fact, he is the one who personally sculpts those perfect stone bodies we see everywhere.”
The guys’ eyes got wide, and Mod blushed at my compliment.
“I try to get the body right but sometimes I fuck up. Then again, this is a place to torture lustful souls, not help them. Why don't you bring all your delicious men up to my castle and we can have a feast?!” His eyes shone with excitement about having new guests to impress. All the princes loved their castles; they were made for them.
“Yes, well, I have a favor to ask. Would you wink us to the Gluttony’s entrance?” I looked around, realizing how far away we were from Gluttony's circle, and we needed some help if we wanted to get back to the mansion quickly.
“Of course, my Lily Pie! Plus, hearing these banshees wailing because they can't get release is quite taxing. Come on, boys, let's huddle up and touch me real good,” he said in a sexy male tone, eyeing my mates like they were a delicious snack, which made all the guys not want to touch him. I rolled my eyes and pointed at them to touch his arm but pinched Mod so hard he cried out and glared at me. It was a warning. I may be pissed at them at the moment but they weremyfucking mates. Respect, bro!
Before we could leave, I heard in the distance, “Oh, Moddie, where are you? I need some of that big dick right away.”
I looked behind him to see the demon, Jezebel, walking around. Her body was exquisite in all the right places but the big downside for me was that her torso was made of one big vagina. No seriously, she had a slit from her asshole all the way up to the middle of her chest, and when she got laid, the lips opened up and a wicked long tongue came out to devour her victims.
That wasn't even the worst part. Mod and I usually made fun of her because she thought she was the hottest being in the universe and had this whiny nasally voice that just graded on your ears.
I looked at Mod in disgust and disappointment. “Aw, man, I thought you ditched her?”
