Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M novel Chapter 165

BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2

Chapter 13 – As Beautiful As Yours

LUCIUS.

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My hands remained fixed on Patrea’s back, even if I wanted to roam them around her body. I couldn’t take the risk of blowing up at this moment. She was kissing me aggressively, and I was enjoying it.

I had been kissed and worshipped by many females — I could never even count how many lips I had tasted — but the kiss she was giving me was something I had never experienced, and I wanted more of it.

Patrea was madness and sanity at the same time. My hell and my piece of paradise. And no matter how much I kept telling myself that I only wanted one night with her, I knew far better. I wanted every night with her, every day, and every moment.

If I could only bring hell to earth, I would never have to leave her lips or the paradise she was giving me.

A low grunt left my throat as I kept assaulting her lips, while her legs were clamped tightly around my waist as if she were urging me to move forward and stroke my hard c*ock into her.

I was still lost in the sweet, warm lips that were igniting a fire in my whole being when she softly giggled against my mouth, waking me up from my trance.

I pulled away from kissing her and licked my lips to take all that was left of her in my mouth. “Should I be offended that you are laughing?”

She shook her head, a wide grin plastered across her face while her hands and fingers were trailing on my collarbones.

“It was just that I remembered how ironic this is. I’ m enjoying kissing a demon.”

My hand went to the corner of her lips, wiping the traces of our mixed saliva with my thumb. “So you like kissing me?”

“Maybe, maybe not. Maybe I just forgot how I like kissing, and maybe it doesn’t matter who will kiss me — I will still like it.”

My forehead creased at her words because I didn’t like them. My hand flew to her jaws as I cupped them, not too tight, just enough to puff her cheeks. “Say it again?”

“What?” She asked, her eyes teasing me. And I liked this side of Patrea. I liked the meek one too, and the one that snapped at me from time to time.

“Say again that you like kisses regardless of who gives them to you.”

She chuckled softly as she shook her head. My fingers moved closer to the corners of her lips, making her wet lips pout, and it was making my c*ock hard.

“Say it again…”

“I like it when you kiss me…”

“Good girl. How about the kisses from the other men?” “Stop being jealous and just kiss me.”

A devil’s smirk crossed my face before I captured her lips one more time. I could do this the whole day if only she was up for it.

PATREA.

The whole day just went by swiftly. We just stayed home, and he helped me clean up some of the things that I’d been putting off for some time now. Lucius insisted on using his power to do everything nicely when things got too much for us.

I would have wanted to do it using my power, but I didn’t want to exhaust my energy for simple things I could do with my hands. And also, I was not comfortable if another witch would catch my energy, as I wanted to limit the witches around me — the reason I refused when Althea suggested we run to the coven for help with my nightmares.

The thing about witches, we all started as light witches until greed and lust for more power took over, which eventually paved the way for dark witches. It was the reason covens were organized: to keep witches from abusing their powers.

I was on my way there when Lucien found me. I was willing to trade everything to channel more energy and get more power, but being trapped in the underworld knocked me back to my senses. My greediness brought me to my downfall, and with a baby in my stomach, I knew I should do better.

It took me more than three decades before I was able to break free from the underworld, and I didn’t want to commit the same mistake again. So as much as possible, I tried to limit witchcraft, not just for me but also for Althea.

I let out a deep breath as I tried to steady my breathing. I was leaning on the bathroom counter, staring at my reflection in the mirror.

Lucius was already in bed, and we were both ready to retire for the night.

I was not sure what he had in mind, but I wanted to do something. I wanted to move one step forward.

This was not about Lucius. This was for me.

I was an ordinary female who loved s*ex and was very comfortable in her own skin. But Lucien took that away from me.

And if Lucius was here for the one night I promised him, I wanted to take advantage of it. I wanted that by the time he was done with me, I would no longer see Lucien when someone else touched me, and the scars he left me would no longer hurt my heart.

But the idea of someone else holding me apart from Lucius made me cringe. Maybe because this was still too early and, for now, he was the only man I could trust.

I let out a deep breath and shoved any images of me wrapped up into his arms. Soon, he’d be gone. And I would be alone, and maybe I would have someone who could love me or at least stay with me.

The only problem was that I would never grow older. All the men that I would be with will perish, but I would still be alive unless I die of something or take my own life.

I tapped my cheeks to snap me out of all these thoughts running through my head. I should get back to the bedroom, or the demon might get impatient and grab me from here.

I chuckled at my thoughts before I slipped off the silk robe from my body, leaving me in the black silk nightdress I had put on earlier.

This was it. I was sure I would not be judged, as demons never had a concept of conservatism or decency, right?

I bit my bottom lip as I slipped the straps off of the night dress I was wearing, and my clothes pooled on my feet, leaving me naked as I hadn’t put on underwear earlier.

The moment my cheeks returned to their normal color, I puffed up my chest and mustered all the courage to walk toward the bathroom door and open it.

Lucius was on the bed, sitting with his back resting against the headboard, in the same position as last night. He was just wearing pajama pants, but his legs were already under the blanket.