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Lucifer gently shook her. “Are you okay, Luci?” she coughed. “Are you hurt?” her eyes closed only for Lucifer to shake her gently. “I won’t be if you don’t stay awake!” His tears turned to sobs. The pain in his chest growing so great, he thought he would die. He would die, he would die without her if he left her here alone. He would go on a rampage, begging the gods to take his life, to have him leave this world, to meet his mate amongst the stars.

“I promise soon I will make you scream and give you what you want. Right now, I am giving you what we both need and crave. Now be a good Kitten and let me finish devouring your body.” His hand slides between her legs, pushing straight into her sex as his mouth continues to kiss along her body. His fingers move slowly on purpose as his mouth continues to consume her and bring them both pleasure. Standing before her, his hand grasps her chin as his lips press against hers. His fingers move faster in her sex as she cries out through pleasure, and he keeps his eyes fixed on hers, watching as the pleasure finally wins and her body shakes against him. Lucifer moves, his mouth kissing down her body

he added. Hydra nodded her head and closed her eyes, murmuring some words as she held out the stone in front of the pit once again. Her hand that held the stone began to remove black mist, circling the stone. The stone shone brighter than before, making Amaya and Aragorn squeezing their eyes shut. The rays from the stone all merged together and pointed towards Lucifer who gave a little hissing when the rays hit him on his chest. It began sucking his soul and soon the light faded. One could see Lucifer's soul going round the stone in Hydra's hand.

"It's fine, even if it's stained." Her cheeks turned a deeper red. She giggled, then suddenly got pulled out of view. Off-camera came the unmistakable sounds of kissing and breathless laughter. The comments scrolled faster and faster, one line catching my eye—'I swear I just heard Ian Sutherland's voice.' The man's voice came again, colder this time. "I'm not." The livestream cut off abruptly. I set my phone down and drifted back into sleep.

Where I felt like a crumpled mess, Rayne's gaze was blank as if he had not just kissed the life out of me. I maintain my stubborn stance even though I desperately want to flee from the foreign feelings his touch brings to me. His fingers caress my skin, harshly yet enjoyable. How am I supposed to explain this conflicting feelings. "I have no idea what you are talking about," I said in reply to his earlier statement. My voice shook as I spoke. His gaze darkened for the third time that night and the next things he said was like a confirmation to my delusional palette. "Get down on your knees, Lilith." My name on Rayne's lips right now is like a curse, a testament to my impending doom.

“Eden, where are you? Come out now. They want to make June drink.” Eden immediately became flustered, and he was only able to manage one sentence. “Katie, don’t misunderstand me. I’ll explain to you later when I’m back.” I weakly slid down and sat on the floor. I just let the pain wash over me and drag me into the abyss of hopelessness. Even my breath smelled of blood. I cried in silence. After a long while, laughter from the outside jolted me back. “Did you see Eden caring so much about June?”

“You don’t get it, do you? It’s too late. We’ve moved on. You...you need to do the same. You should find someone else, start over, have a family with someone who can give you what you want. But it’s not me. It’s not us.” Lucifer’s eyes darkened with pain, but he nodded slowly, the weight of her words sinking in. “I see,” he whispered, his voice strained. “So that’s it? You’re really telling me there’s no chance for us? For me to be part of their lives?”

“Together.” He leaned into my touch. And deep inside, where the light never quite reached, something ancient and bruised cracked open just a little. A single word, half-dreamed and half-growled, flickered through the abyss. “…Katie…” Lucifer wasn't gone. Of course he isn’t. And we would bring him back, piece by broken piece.

“Is the Lucian Sinclair growing soft? Unbelievable.” “I will fucking kill you, when I stop this car.” Lucian threatened, eyes glaring at Zayn through the mirror. “I’m dead meat either way,” Zayn grinned, poking at Lucian’s cheeks some more. “Might as well do what I want now and suffer the consequence later.” “I know I’ll love, and I know I’ll heal.” I sang at the top of my voice. “For all I do is yearn to be.” Reese followed, synchronizing with me on the pop song that played through the radio.

“So fucking perfect.” Allistair’s head fell back, his eyes rolling as waves of pleasure washed over him. “Yes, fuck Mi Alfa,” he moaned. “I’m yours. All yours.” Lucifer’s grip tightened, his claws digging into Allistair’s hips, leaving marks that glowed with an otherworldly light. He obliged, his thrusts becoming more powerful, more relentless. The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the room, a symphony of their primal dance. Allistair’s body convulsed, his inner muscles clenching around Lucifer, milking him for all he was worth.