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“She told him everything. Luckily, he didn’t believe her, but now the school knows, and they’re bullying her,” I said, clenching my hands into tight fists. I wanted to wring every single one of their necks for treating myparthat way.
Lucien set his empty glass on the table and tilted his head as he stared at Grace with an unreadable expression. “Is that so?”
I handed Grace her clothes before I gathered mine and dressed.
“It’s no big deal,” she whispered, stabbing her legs into the gray sweats, then pulling on the loose T-shirt.
I scoffed and folded my arms over my chest, glaring at Grace as she tried to play this off. It’d been bugging her to the point that she hallucinated the entire room grinning at her with wide eyes.
“No big deal, hmm?” Lucien purred. “So it won’t be a problem if I slaughter the whole school?”
Grace’s eyes bugged out of her head, and she shook her head. She took a step toward Lucien, then paused, unsure whether she wanted to go to him. I held back a smirk, now knowing full well she wanted him.
“Don’t kill them,” she begged.
“You would spare their lives when they wouldn’t do the same for you?” Lucien said. I knew he had to have been seething because of his abnormal calmness. He always kept his cards close to his chest, intending to surprise the other person when he made his next move.
Grace swallowed and looked at me for support. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and protect her from the world. After seeing most of her memories, she’d had a tough and lonely life, especially living with her mental illnesses. But right now, Lucien and I needed answers.
“Are you going to tell us why you were so upset?” I grunted.
Grace looked me dead in the eye and said, “It was nothing. Just symptoms.”
I wanted to smash shit and punch a wall until it crumbled to the ground. “Stubborn fucking girl,” I muttered.
“Don’t worry, little sinner,” Lucien cooed, and a small smile crept to his face. “We’ll find out soon enough.”
I didn’t miss the look of fear that flashed across her face before she shut down and threw up a wall, closing us out.
Oh, she was hiding something. Possibly asomeone.
57
LUCIEN
Ipumped my fist faster on my throbbing cock. Hot water cascaded down the back of my head as I jacked off to the memory of Daiman fucking Grace. I used my spit and pre-cum as lube, wishing it was Grace’s tight pussy that was wrapped around my length.
“Fuck,” I groaned as I thrust my hips into my hand.
My balls tightened, and pleasure licked up my spine. I moaned louder as Grace’s cries filled my head. She looked so goddamned beautiful with my brother’s load dripping out of her.
Hot cum jetted out and landed on the stone wall. I bent my fingers on the cool wall, holding on so I wouldn’t fall over from the intensity of my orgasm. Jet after jet of semen shot out, some gathering on my hand as I stroked out every last drop.
My skin tightened, and I needed to fuck someone soon before it became too painful to function. Samantha hadn’t taken out as much as I wanted. I would need to sleep with multiple human women to find relief.
I released my still-hard dick and panted.
Daiman took Grace home an hour ago, and I already longed to be in her presence. She was a mystery, and I still wondered who had talked to me, pretending to be Lucifer. I had no leads to follow, which grated at every single nerve. When I sacrificed another virgin for him, I questioned if it was really him when he accepted the girl.
I raised my head and cleaned myself off before I turned off the shower and stepped out. For now, I only wanted an answer to what Grace hid from us.
58
GRACE
After Daiman brought me home, I was too exhausted to do anything but crawl into bed after changing clothes. I barely heard him murmur he’d see me soon before sleep pulled me into its depths.
I didn’t dream but at some point, images of me crawling out of bed popped into my vision before it went dark. The next flash was of me running outside, rain pounding on my skin and soaking my clothes.