“Have you forgotten, Lilith, that you are still owed a punishment as well?”
My cock twitched in my pants, and her eyes flashed with excitement at his words. Her mouth tilted up, and I knew then that this would end with her beneath one or both of us, begging for mercy.
‘What are you planning, Shemhazai?’I whispered into Hazai’s mind, and he smirked at me.
‘I want to punish them together. For this to work, you will have to be willing to allow Gabe to touch her. Can you stomachthat?’
I thought about it.‘Fine. But only when we tell him he can. He is never to touch her without either of us here or without a direct order.’
‘Deal.’
Without warning, I grabbed Lilith’s wrists and held them behind her back. I felt her stiffen in surprise, but before she could react, I slammed my fangs into the crook of her neck, and she immediately went limp in my arms.
She moaned as I drank from her in great gulps, the taste of her blood making me so hard it took all my restraint not to release my grip on her wrists so I could stroke my own cock.
She whimpered and ground her hips back against me, the power of my bite clearly having the same effect on her.
“Ramel…” she gasped, arching into me and pressing her flesh deeper into my fangs. I forced myself to pull away, chuckling. Leaning in again, I whispered into her ear.
“How does that feel, deathtrap?” Gathering her wrists in one hand, I reached around her front, gripping her hardened nipple beneath her black silk nightdress and twisting firmly. She moaned and sank further into my embrace, suddenly soft and malleable. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” I asked her, and she ground back against me again, begging me with her body.
“Do you want more?” I whispered, glancing over her shoulder at Shem, who was watching me with a manic sort of glee. Gabriel was also watching us; however, he seemed to be growing increasingly pale. He already understood that he had lost. Lilith would do what we said if she wanted me to let her come. If he wanted to be a demon, he would be a demon on Shem’s terms.
“Please. Please, more,” Lilith begged, tilting her head to the side to give me access to her still-bleeding throat.
“Fuck, this biting thing is going to make everything so much more fun,” Hazai said, sliding closer to us curiously. He tilted her head up to look at him with one hand and reached between her legs with the other.
“Her pupils are dilated, andholy fucking shit…” His eyes widened in surprise as he glanced at me over her shoulder. “She’s so fucking wet.”
I grinned at him, running my tongue over the puncture wounds on the side of her neck, making her quiver in ecstasy in my arms.
“I don’t know what it is, but the bite seems to be an aphrodisiac,” I murmured. Shem stepped back, and Lilith whimpered in protest as he removed his hand from between her legs. “And it boosts the shit out of my magic.” Lilith’s power was rippling through me. I was throbbing with it, and I was not immune to the hot beat of arousal that seemed to come with the bite. However, I needed to stay in control. If we could get Lilith to turn into a weeping puddle of need, she would be putty in our hands. My imagination was already running rampant with all the ways Hazai and I could use that to our advantage.
“Ifyou want more, deathtrap, you’re going to have to earn it,” I said, licking the wound on her neck again, staring at Gabriel as I did it. I could see that he was hard now too, though he stood firm, his lips tight.
“Are you going to be a good girl and turn Gabriel for Shemhazai?” I asked, massaging her ear with my lips. I traced gentle circles over her abdomen with the hand that wasn’t restraining her wrists. She tilted her hips in an attempt to encourage my hand to move lower, and I chuckled.
“Yes. I’ll turn him.”
“Good girl, Lilith,” Hazai praised her, turning to Gabriel. “Hand me the scepter and go to her.”
Gabriel looked at Shem, his face full of apprehension. “What are you going to make her change me into?” he asked, his voice quiet.
Shem reached out and gently stroked the side of the angel’s face. “Something tasty.” He grinned, licking his lips.
Gabriel ran his tongue over his own lips and stared at Hazai for a long moment before nodding. “Fine,” he breathed and stepped forward.
“I’m going to let you go so you can change him, deathtrap. You’re not to touch yourself. If you want to come, you’ll do as we say.”
She nodded urgently as I kissed her gently over my bite mark. “I’ll be good,” she promised, and I smiled, letting go of her wrists. Due to her sweet blood running through my veins, I was considerably stronger than I had ever been before, but she was still the Goddess of Death and Decay. Her power was a gift to me, and I would always be dependent on her. She could overtake me if she wanted to. She could force all three of us to kneel at her feet and rot us into the ground if she chose to, but I knew she wouldn’t.
She was the Lilith I had come to know and love over the past twenty-two years, but she was also the Lilith who had taught me about death and pleasure. She was my queen and my lover, and I knew exactly what she needed and wanted.
She wanted me to have my way with her, and that was exactly what I was going to do.
I let her go, and Hazai gestured to Gabriel to step forward, a feline smirk painted across his lips.
“What do you want me to change him into?” Lilith asked. She reached out and gently brushed Gabe’s auburn hair out of his eyes. Shem ran his fingers lightly down the silken black feathers of one of his wings, and the angel closed his eyes, shivering with pleasure.
