His scent is masculine and thick. All I want to do is to be wrapped up in it. But the stupid man just won’t give in. Until his devotion to me surpasses the loyalty he has to my father, this will never work.
Maybe he just needs some incentive.
“Elvor was so generous with me, you know? Didn’t even ask for me to get him off. Just rendered me immobile and ate my pussy like he wouldn’t live another day unless he tasted me.”
“Enough,” he angrily growls. Yet, his hand doesn’t tighten on my throat, nor does he let me go.
“I told him I couldn’t be tied down to one demon, just so you know. I’ve got to explore what makes me happy. You want me to be happy, don’t you, Toth?” I whisper huskily in his ear.
His body presses against mine, and I can feel how much he wants me, that he doesn’t want to hold back. His hand glides from my throat so that he can grip my chin, his fingers digging into the flesh of my face.
“Go to your room and clean up your mess,” he says, letting go of my face roughly, the back of my head hitting the wall so hard that it dents the drywall.
I scoff and dust myself off before stomping to my room. Toth’s foul mood has squashed my elation after being with Elvor.
I’ll just have to work harder.
I have a feeling that Elvor showing up to the manor with gifts and flaunting our relationship will help. Not that I’m using Elvor for the sole purpose of making Toth jealous. Elvor belongs to me now, not that I know much about the giant man. Hopefully, the next time I see him, he has more than just a few words to say to me.
What if he can’t say more than five words at once?I decide it doesn’t matter. He’s sweet, fun, and attractive. Plus, I can do the talking for the both of us.
I don’t worry about Toth telling my father about my little outing, either. What is he going to do, ground me? The thought is ridiculous. My wild nature needs to be put to use, not squandered here in the manor.
I realize then that I’ve always had a purpose—a goal to work towards—and right now, I have nothing but my inner schemes to eventually rule Hell and enjoy this body.
Maybe I need a job. I plan on bringing this up with Father Hell right away.
* * *
Lilith’s and Lucifer’s return to Hell is… interesting.
Of course, Toth snitched on me. Not a surprise. I’ll just have to work harder on getting him to want to please me as much as he seems to want to please my father.
“So, you had a little field trip, I hear?” Lucifer starts. He’s sitting behind his desk at his library, and I’m sitting on the loveseat across from him. His library is comforting in a way; the smell of old books and the rich, dark textures of the room have a cozy hue to them.
“I did,” I say matter-of-factly. No point in lying now.
“You met Elvor?” he prods, with an arch of a brow.
“Yes, he is courting me.”
Lucifer looks contemplative for a moment. “Is that what you want?”
I think about telling him I want Toth too. Toth is so devoted to this being in front of me, but I bet if I told him I wanted Toth for myself, he would just gift him to me. It hits me then how hurtful that would be to Toth, so I refrain. I’ll just have to break him in over time.
“Yes. I also would like to do more than sit on my ass all day.”
Lucifer steeples his fingers and brings them to his lips. It almost looks like he’s praying, and I have to hold in a giggle.
“Are you aware of our issues with Heaven currently?”
“Well aware,” I answer snidely. Lucifer doesn’t like my tone one bit. I swear I watch his jaw tick as he exhales dramatically. I watch as he composes himself. I guess my years of being abandoned outweigh my shitty attitude.
“It’s too much of a risk.”
I roll my eyes and unsheathe one of the daggers I stole after a weapons lesson with Toth. During the lesson, he explained that it has the ability to kill an angel or a demon. I slice the palm of my hand and hold it up. We both watch as the skin knits back together and the blood dries. It tingles, but it doesn’t hurt.
“Can’t die, remember? If there’s anyone you should be sending out to wage a war for you, it’s me.”
