Page 14 of Trust the Fall
What he feels for me transcends any paltry emotion he’s ever had for her. For any of the women before me.
“I should kill you now.”
I raise my hands out to the side in acome get memotion. “What are you waiting for?”
She screams again, tearing at her hair like a crazy person.
“What? Afraid of whatyour lordmight do to you?” I press my head to the bars, burning my eyes into hers. “I’m no concubine of Lucifer’s. I’msomuch more. And you and I both know it.”
Her face pales and without another word, she spins on her heels and stalks from the room.
Nolda chuckles from the corner. “I’ve gotta say, Victoria, you put on one hell of a show. Nobody speaks to Lilith like that and lives. I’ve got to give credit where credit’s due. Lucifer chose a worthy adversary for Lilith.” He laughs again before leaving me alone with my wretched thoughts.
Images of Luke and Lilith being intimate invade every piece of my mind, and I want to scrub my brain of the video playing out. It’s so vivid. As vivid as Luke’s visit with me moments ago.
Lilith’s arms are tied above her head, her curvy body bare and glistening. Luke is behind her, running his hands down the curve of her back, over the firm, round globe of her bottom. His hand comes down over her one cheek. Lilith bites her lip, looking thoroughly aroused as Luke massages the spot he just slapped with one hand, while running the other through her heated folds.
I whimper, slamming my eyes shut, but the image is even sharper that way. My lids fly open, and a cry escapes my lips.
A tiny voice whispers that the montage is compliments of Lilith, and rage rumbles through me.
“Bitch,” I seethe.
Her shrill cackle vibrates around the room. Wherever she is, she’s enjoying a bird’s-eye view of my torment from her partinggift.
I take deep breaths, pushing the visions out of my head, focusing on the last time I was with Luke. His words wash through me and provide instant relief from the distress.
I’m in love with you.
He’s said the words. Offered to vacate the throne. Promised to go to war if necessary.
I concentrate on those words, and soon the porno that played out in my mind shifts. I’m in Lilith’s place, hands tied above my head as Luke’s hands glide acrossmyskin, leaving a delicious heat where his fingers once touched. Tingles spread across my sensitive skin and wetness pools in places it has no business pooling.
I groan, throwing my head back and relishing the burn. It’s as though he’s here now, caressing my skin.
“Don’t think about her anymore,” Luke’s voice whispers, for my ears only. “I love you.”
With that thought, my eyes close and I lose myself in his touch.
Hours later, my head lies against the cell as I stare up at the grey rock ceiling. I’ve been running through an assortment of escape plans, but none of them make a lick of sense when I think on them for too long.
I’m in Hell and I haven’t a clue what waits outside of this room. Solis is gone and, outside of my strength, so are all the necessary components I’d need to navigate this hellscape.
Commotion at the door catches my attention, and what I see has me jumping to action.
“Luke! You’re here. Get me out!”
My hands are wrapped around the bars, and I shake the doors as if I can dislodge them myself.
Luke stalks toward me with an all too familiar swagger, green eyes smoldering with every step he takes. I’m so transfixed by him that my mind doesn’t compute that this is all wrong. He’s far too nonchalant given I’m stuck in a cage.
“Close your eyes.”
The familiar command has me springing into action, slamming my eyes closed and allowing whatever is to come transpire. I’m burning with need from our interactions today.
Behind my closed lids, I watch as Luke takes two final steps and is before me. Leaning down, he smashes my lips to his in a dizzying kiss. Our tongues tangle as his hands run through my hair, pulling just enough that I moan in pleasure.
Thoroughly kissed and drunk with desire, I open my eyes and freeze at the man before me.