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Gradually, I regained my composure and was able to continue. "Look at me while I fuck you," he hissed, and although my eyes flickered open, it was difficult for me to keep eye contact owing to the intensity of the pleasure. "Look at me while I fuck you," he muttered again. He slid into me while maintaining his focused attention on mine. As I was being overwhelmed by his enormous length, my eyes rolled back, and I drew closer. While I was trying not to scream, I bit into his shoulder. My hips shot up involuntarily to meet him, and I clenched my teeth, pleading with him to keep going.

He cursed under his breath. At first prince Arthur couldn't take his eyes off the red ones peering at him, it was as if he has been glued to those flaming eyes, but that spell lost it effect on him the moment he heard another growl from the massive creature laying on the floor with an arrow stuck in his heart. ‘ isn't this what they call caught between the devil and the deep blue sea?, but then no matter how beautiful the sea might appear, the devil you know is far better.’ “Ahhhhhhhh"

I wanted to forget everything, I wanted so much to get rid of the pain that I didn't care even If I sold my soul and body to the devil. I concentrated on my senses and felt a warm touch on my stomach, which reminded me of the devil. As I opened my eyes, I saw the devil lying next to me. Why did his touch feel so comfortable? The way he made me feel made me afraid. The sensation he gave my body. I disliked the idea of sex since I had never had the experience depicted in romance novels or films. That was a pleasure that I had never experienced.

After he said that, I felt a wave of sadness. My chest tightened, and tears began to flow down my cheeks. Jaxon reached out and gently wiped away the tears. When I looked up at him, his face was so close, his eyes filled with concern. He tilted his head, and before I could react, he pressed his lips against mine. Why was I kissing the devil? The kiss was surprisingly comforting, almost heavenly. It sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but lean into him and kiss him back with the same intensity.

But still he talked about me! "Well, maybe not fondly, but I'm still curious. You seem to have caught his interest in a very peculiar way." "Probably because he thinks I'm stupid for making a deal with him." I shrugged and picked the champagne bottle. "More?" "You made a deal with the devil? I would turn back if I were you. No one, no one wins against Diavolo. Especially not an ordinary girl like you." He shook his head and held up his glass. "Well, there's about to be someone." I smiled as I poured him champagne, but my words didn't seem as sure as I wanted them to be.

And something far worse waiting just beyond the veil—watching, waiting, calculating. She squeezed Dante’s hand. “We face them together,” she said. “Until the end,” he vowed. “No,” she said with a soft smile. “This is just the beginning.” Then the Gate ignited fully, casting the chamber in crimson and gold. And the Devil’s obsession? She no longer feared it She was ready to become it.

He ferociously glared at her, shooting daggers out of his eyes in hopes of killing Veronica in one strike. Before she could comprehend what was happening, she was now on the bed with Sebastian atop her, propping his hand on the bed as he glared at her beneath him. "Oh really? Do you want to try and see if it's pleasing to the body?" He asked sinisterly, an evil grin threatening to be released from his face. For once, Veronica stiffened as her back drenched in sweat. It was then she realized she had sucessfully angered the great devil. Not wanting to lose the battle, she pretended to be unaffected as she twirled the corner of his sleeves pyjamas seductively while batting her lashes.

Rebecca spared the food a stare, and surprisingly, it was her favorite meal, stir-fried spaghetti. "Eat up fast, you need to prepare. I made the chef prepare the food with extra spice. I was told you liked it." Kira informed her, before walking out of the room. She was taken aback. It was true she liked her food extra spicy. How did Kira know about that? Who told her? She was still trying to figure it out when her eyes spotted the tulip of roses on the bedside table. She had seen the flowers when she woke up, but she didn't give attention to it, but now that she thought of it, she became astonished. It was her favorite flower.

His lips twitched when he saw me in a very compromising situation, with my legs still widely opened. On seeing him, his bare chest made it worse and I began to thrust harder, my face pleading for help. In three strides, Dante was before me, his gaze not leaving me as he approached and crouched down in front of me. “You would have just said you were horny.” he told me with a smirk, “you did not have to do it yourself. I would have helped you.” *** DANTE'S POV

“Ethan!” But he doesn’t move. Doesn’t try. Coward. Dante leans close as I’m hauled past him, his breath warm against my ear. “Say goodbye to your prince, doll. The devil’s claimed you now.” I scream until my throat burns, until the church disappears, until the night air swallows me whole. The car reeks of leather and gunpowder. My wrists burn against the zip ties. Two men flank me, rifles across their laps. “Let me out!” I shout, kicking the door.