Page 67 of Angel I Am Not

“I’m making the game up.”

“That’s cheating,” Nick grumbled.

“That sounds like something a loser would say.”

Nick barked out a laugh while Zel muttered something about rigged competitions. Beneath me, Luc’s chest shook with a quieter laugh, and I leaned down to kiss him before he could enjoy himself too much.

“You have the most control out of all of them,” I murmured against his mouth, letting my lips brush his between the words. “So you needed an incentive.”

His hands settled at my waist, fingers tightening just enough for me to feel how much restraint he was already using. “And what exactly do I win?”

“You get to find out.”

His eyes darkened as I rocked over him again, slower this time, watching the control in his expression start to strain. “All you have to do is wait until I tell you that you can come.”

Luc’s gaze sharpened. “That’s all?”

“That’s all.” I kept moving while I waited for him to settle beneath me, his breathing evening out just enough that I knew he thought he could manage it. Then I smiled down at him and whispered his name. “Lucifer.”

His cock throbbed inside me, Luc’s entire body going rigid beneath mine as something darker rolled through him. His fingers dug into my hips, enough that I felt every point of pressure. My breath caught as small horns started pushing through his hair.

Apparently being buried inside Temptation while I ordered Pride to lie still and purred his full name was enough to crack straight through Luc’s control. I bent closer, letting my wings brush over his arms as I repeated his name. “Lucifer.”

His skin darkened beneath my hands while his fingers lengthened into claws, every sharp tip digging into the rug instead of me. Horns curled slowly from his head, sweeping back in a shape that somehow made him look even more controlled rather than less. His body grew heavier beneath mine, his cock thickening enough that my breath caught around the stretch.

Luc’s jaw clenched as I shifted over him. “You okay?”

His eyes opened, darker than before but still unmistakably his. “Are you?”

I nodded, smiling as I rolled my hips, dragging another reaction from him. Behind me, Nick swore while Zel made a low sound that vibrated through the room. When I looked over my shoulder, both of them were staring, their hands still on themselves even though neither had moved closer.

“Beelzebub,” I said softly.

Zel’s reaction was immediate. His shoulders tightened and his pupils widened, hunger sharpening across his face.

“Satan.”

Nick went still as Wrath moved closer to the surface. Heat rolled from him while his eyes darkened, red burning underneath, and his fingers flexed at his sides before his claws slipped free.

I inhaled and let the bright remnants of what Heaven had always called my angelic essence rise alongside everything darker inside me. The silver in my eyes brightened, light moving over my skin while my wings flared wider behind me. “I need all of you.”

Zel moved first, coming up behind me slowly enough that I felt every inch of his approach. His hands settled carefully at the base of my wings rather than grabbing the feathers themselves, while Luc stayed flat beneath me with his claws locked around my hips. Zel spread my knees wider over Luc’s thighs and brushed his mouth over my shoulder. “Still want this?”

I looked down at Luc beneath me, then back over my shoulder at Zel. “Yes.”

His tail curled around my thigh. “Say it again.”

“I want you, Beelzebub.”

Zel shifted behind me, two fingers slowly moving between my legs while Luc remained buried deep inside me. The pressure at my entrance made me suck in a breath, and he immediately stopped. “Too much?”

“Not yet.”

Zel stayed still long enough for me to breathe through the pressure before his fingers moved again, working me open slowly around Luc’s cock. He scissored them carefully, stretching me a little at a time until the tightness eased enough that I could shift my hips without everything inside me locking up.

Only then did he withdraw his fingers and line himself up behind me. I adjusted over Luc, and Zel pressed forward by degrees. The stretch bordered on impossible, and my fingers dug into Luc’s chest as my body struggled to adjust around both of them. “Fuck.”

“Breathe, Angel,” Zel murmured against my shoulder.