Page 55 of Satan's Priest
“Why was she crying?”
“It’s a secret.” She tsked. Her eyes dropped, gazing at my body like she was sizing me up. I didn’t know whether she wanted to fuck me or kill me. Maybe both.I’d like to see her try.My biggest kink was pain with pleasure.
“Keep your secret, succubus. But Iwillfind out, eventually.”
She clicked her tongue in reprimand. The corners of her mouth curved into a devilish smile. “Promises, promises.”
“Don’t worry, demon, I have my ways.” I grinned and bit my bottom lip.
She sat up and got onto her hands and knees, staring at me like she was the predator and I was her prey.
“As do I,demon.”
“How did she come back to life?” I asked, changing the subject and hoping she would have an answer.
Her lips parted as she continued smiling at me, which was more like baring her sharp teeth. She ran her tongue over them and raked her gaze across my body before she met my eyes again. “That’s for me to know and for you to never find out.”
“That’s fine.” I’d find out. I cocked my head and smirked. “Do you plan on fucking me, succubus? Or are you trying to chase me out of here?”
“Maybe both. Is it working?” She crawled to the edge of the mattress, a gleam in her black eyes.
“Go back to sleep.” I waved a hand, shooing her away. If I was going to fuck Grace, it would be while she had control of her body.
“Tell pretty boy I said hi.” She slipped off the bed and stood before me, tilting her back to look up at my face. Even in her demon form, she still didn’t reach my shoulders.
“Whatever you say,” I sighed and stepped away from her, dissolving into the shadows and leaving the succubus.
Something happened while I wasn’t there, and Grace’s inner demon was protecting her.
31
LUCIEN
Ileaned against the desk in the classroom, watching students trickle through the doorway. It was past noon, and there were only a few classes before the school day ended. I’d kept my eye on Grace from afar, noticing she was more distant than usual. I assumed it was because of her hunger.
That girl drove me up the fucking wall because of her stubbornness. Why was it so hard for her to just get fucked and fed?
Grace walked through the doorway, her steps faltering as our gazes clashed. She raised her chin and hugged her books to her chest. I returned her glare and watched as she went to the back of the classroom and took a seat.
I studied her. Dark half-moons hung beneath her eyes from the lack of nourishment, and her cheeks were a little sunken. These differences were more noticeable today than yesterday.
She still hadn’t fed from Daiman.
I glared at her when she raised her head. She gave me a cold look, and I held her gaze, daring her to turn away first. A male student slumped into the desk beside hers, snapping open his book with a loud sigh. Grace broke the eye contact and looked at him, perplexed.
The corner of my lip quirked, then disappeared into the calm facade.
The final bell rang, and a student ran through the door, panting and avoiding my eyes as he went to the only available seat, which was in the front. The room filled with silence. A few students cleared their throats. Others sniffled. They all waited for me to start the lesson.
“Today, we’re going to talk about demons,” I said, breaking the tense silence.
Their eyes widened, their little human hearts beating rapidly inside their chests. The worddemonraised terror in these mindless creatures. Humans fell for every lie about us, believing we were a menace. Some demons were evil, yes, but others were as imperfect as the mortals. We made mistakes just like humans. We had thoughts, feelings, and a sense of morality. Some demons were morally gray, while other demons chose to be morally black. It was only a matter of choosing which path we’d take. We were once angels who fought for the greater good. After we fell from Heaven, we now had free will and could decide what we wanted to do.
A girl raised her shaky hand, her eyes as wide as saucers.
“Speak, child,” I sighed.
“Why are we learning about them? Why not about angels?” she asked timidly.