He started for the throne. “What’s everyone else gonna eat?”
If he’d taken a step closer, the Styx would have turned bloodier. A growl rumbled from my chest, stopping him in his tracks.
“Come on, Bel,” the middle head snickered.
“Aren’t brothers supposed to share?” the head on the right finished.
“Not on your fucking life, you three-headed creep,” Rayven said, voice cracking through the air like a whip.
My cock hardened at the sass in her voice. Leave it to my little mortal to talk back to one of the most powerful demons in the nine circles of Hell. I had to hand it to her; she had one fuck of a backbone.
The energy spilling off Asmodeus darkened, a wave of pure cruelty and violence radiating from him.
“You’re going to let her speak to me that way?” His flaxen-haired middle head cocked to the side.
I lifted a shoulder. “Can’t take what you dish out, brother?”
His jaw fell slack, his eyes narrowing. “You always had a thing for fragile mortal females, Belial. It’d be a shame if this one ended up…broken.”
My fists clenched around the armrests of my throne, claws scraping divots into the bone.
A threat, and not even a thinly-veiled one. Another growl rolled up my throat, my patience waning. “This one’s not fragile. Now, eyes off unless you intend to lose all six of them, Lord Asmodeus. I’ll make my guests count as I pluck them out one by one.”
“No need for bedroom talk. I get the picture.” His tone was laced with disdain. With three smirks, he turned and marched away, his furry ass cheeks on full display as he went.
Instinctively, I grabbed Rayven by the waist and pulled her closer to me. She resisted slightly before giving in, my throbbingerection pressing up against her ass through the layers of fabric separating us.
I wanted her, nearly enough to say fuck the ball and tear her clothes off right here, but I didn’t want anyone looking too long at her naked body.EspeciallyAsmodeus. I’d kill them all. Her delicious, perfect form was for my eyes alone.
“You should probably watch your tone when addressing the lords of Hell,” I muttered in her ear, my forked tongue dancing out of my maw to lick the crusted blood on her shoulder. She shivered and tried to lean away, but my hold on the collar kept her in place.
“Why? Are you worried they’ll hurt me?” she asked, her eyes finally finding mine.
I laughed in earnest, the sound echoing over the music. “I’d gouge out their eyes for looking at you the wrong way. If they laid a finger on you, I’d butcher them all.”
Next to approach the throne was Leviathan, his angular cheekbones peeking out from beneath a vibrant green mask. He was dressed in all black, with copper accents that glinted in the candlelight. He bowed, his serpentine eyes bouncing between Rayven and me.
“What a lovely party,” he admired, gesturing to the dancing crowd behind him. Unlike most of my brothers, Leviathan was often cordial, damn near tolerable. Of all my brothers, I liked him most, thoughlikewas a strong word.
“And what a lovely…” the demon lord hesitated, finding the right word, “pet.”
“Thank you, Lord Leviathan.” I tipped my horns to him as I struggled with what else to say. I’d say it was good to see him, but that would be a lie.
I hadn’t seen my brothers in person in centuries, and I liked it that way.
All I wanted was to proudly show off my soon-to-be queen.
A terse grin curled his thin lips. “I hope the reason you gathered us here tonight has something to do with you resuming your Judgement duties. The lower layers of Hell are a bit sparse on souls these days. I thought you had done away with the distractions…”
His slitted gaze slithered back to the woman in my lap. She was so small compared to this form, and she easily balanced on one knee.
“But now you’ve gone and gotten yourself a new female pet… Interesting.”
Before I could retort, he slithered back into the crowd, blending in much better than Asmodeus.
“Being a dickhead obviously runs in the family.” Rayven crossed her arms over her chest. Crimson liquid oozed from her dress, blood cascading like tears over her skin, but she didn't seem to care.
“Would you expect anything less from the lords of Hell?”
