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  “I think despite how fucking sexy I find seeing my collar around your neck is, I also think it’s safe to take this off now,” he said before coming over me and this time my eyes opened wide.

  “Are you sure you don’t want me to keep it on…you could add a little bell to it and everything,” I teased making him smirk down at me whilst trailing his gaze from the top of my hairline down to my chin, which followed his fingertip.

  “Mmm, that’s not a bad idea,” he mused making me add,

  “Oh, who am I kidding, knowing you it would be a homing device you added, not a bell.” At this he grinned big and replied,

  “Now that idea I like more.”

  “I knew you would,” I whispered back after raising my face up and speaking over his lips before kissing him. He responded on a contented growl making me giggle whilst still on his mouth. He pulled back to raise a brow at me, silently asking me why I was laughing in his mouth. So, I walked my fingers up his own neck and said,

  “Maybe we should get you one, that way we will match.” His disapproving look had me bursting out laughing, so he lay back to the bed with a groan and I continued to tease,

  “Oh, and I think a bell on you would come in handy too, a big one…” I said trying not to laugh.

  “Uh huh,” he responded in a growly way as he covered his eyes with his thick and muscular arm. I rolled so I could now be the one to lean over him, loving the way his arm automatically left covering most of his face and came around my back to nestle me closer to his side.

  “Yeah, that way I will hear you coming and know when you are trying to sneak up on me,” I told him, making him crack an eye open to glance up at me. I just loved seeing how his lips twitched when finding me funny. Then I felt his hand run up the back of my spine until his fingers found their way under my still damp hair by my neck.

  “Oh, I think I would still find a way,” he replied making me smile against his chest, where I nestled my head.

  “High heels then, as there is enough glass, marble and crystal in this place that there is no way I wouldn’t hear you coming then,” I joked.

  “Ah yes, because I have heard men wearing heels is very sexy and would be a great way in Hell to get me taken even more seriously as a leader,” he mused sarcastically. But then I lifted up my head, flicked his nose and informed him,

  “If anyone could make it work, then you could, kitten.” Again, I was rewarded with that lip twitch of his that I absolutely adored. I loved being able to make him smile, but even more so when I knew I could still do it despite him obviously trying to stay serious. His hand curled at the back of my neck tighter as he brought my face closer to his and said tenderly,

  “Missed my funny girl.” After this there was a clicking sound and the weight I had been getting used to around my neck was gone. Then with his other hand he reached across himself to pull the collar free from my neck and dropped it to his side.

  “I will leave this right here…you know…just in case,” he said in a teasing way before getting closer to me and growling over my lips,

  “Now sleep, my kitten.” After this he kissed me in a quick but sweet gesture and guided my head back to his chest so I could stay nestled against him. I breathed deep and let the scent of him wash over me in a comforting way before letting out a contented sigh. Then after a while his breathing started to even out and for some reason my mind was wired.

  “Lucius?”

  “Umm?” He mumbled in a sleepy way and his brows went up in question even as his eyes stay closed.

  “Are you still awake?”

  “Clearly you want me to be,” was his dry yet lethargic response.

  “Sorry, I should let you sleep,” I agreed feeling bad and he released a sigh and told me,

  “I will sleep easy knowing you can’t get fucking far.” I chuckled at this and looked back at the bottom of the bed…he certainly had that right.

  “That and if you quit being chatty any time soon,” he added wryly making me poke him in the ribs. Then he trailed his fingertip across my neck and I looked up to find him now looking down at me. Obviously, something new was on his mind and before I got to ask he told me softly,

  “He died too easily for what he did to you.” I smirked back up at him and said,

  “Well, if it helps ease your mind, then before you ripped his horns out and severed his head in that easy way you think he died, then to the memory of his death you can also add the sight of me hitting him over the head with a bed pan about fifty times.” At this he chuckled and said,

  “Oh don’t worry, Sweetheart, that is a memory that will stay with me a long while yet…although, I think we need to work on your hog-tying skills,” he said reminding me that he had seen the memory for himself when getting it from his second in command. I couldn’t help but blush before replying,

  “Um, wonder how we will do that.” At this he rolled into me so that I was on my back and he was over me, so he was all I saw when he said…

  “The best way to learn anything in life, my dear girl…lots and lots of…” he paused before ending this as a promise over my lips,

  “Practice.”

  25

  A King’s Jealous Arms

  The next morning waking up in Lucius’ arms and having his fingertips running lazy lengths along my skin was enough to make me believe that my time in Hell had just been one long nightmare, and now it was all over. To the point that I stretched out like a contented cat making me smirk at the memory of calling him kitten last night. Hence why I teased,

  “Morning, kitten.” His rumbled growl was a playful one and the bite of his fingertips in my flesh as he squeezed my side only managed to turn me on more. Then he said,

  “Morning, my little troublemaker, I see congratulations are in order.”

  “Yeah?” I questioned.

  “For not pissing the bed, as I must say, I am impressed.” At this I burst out laughing and this quickly became the theme of the morning. This was because we spent it lounging lazily in bed, either wrapped up in each other’s arms or play fighting, which I had to say, made super big beds a bonus. But then as soon as my stomach started rumbling he declared it was time he fed his pet human, as the sounds I was making were starting to scare him. Naturally, I laughed at this and called him a baby. To which he whispered over me,

  “Just remember, I know what you can do with a bed pan.” To which my come back was to get even closer to his face above me and say,

  “Yes, and I know what you can do with a collar and chain.” His aroused growl was unfortunately answered by my hungry one, ruining my chance at morning sex as he became determined to feed ‘his human’. Thankfully, I also learned that there were even more secrets to this room of his as the staircase down to the bathroom wasn’t the only space the walls were hiding. I knew this when I saw Lucius disappear behind one and come back with a bundle of clothes, along with being fully dressed himself.

  He was wearing what I gathered was casual wear for Hell. It was a pair of black wide leg trousers that seemed to tie at the sides of his waist and a tight fitted black jacket that had no sleeves, so showed off his muscles in a delicious way. His bulky arms and shoulders looked ready for swinging heavy swords and the straps across his wide chest and sides, looked ready for smaller weapons to slot into.

  “I’m really hoping that outfit you have for me is a little less revealing than the last.” At this Lucius smirked and surprised me when he said,

  “I was considering a gold bikini with a chain to match but then I know you’re hungry and role play sex is more of a human world thing…besides, I left my Han Solo costume back in the mortal realm.” His surprising reply had me bursting out laughing before running the rest of the way to him, flinging my robe covered arms around his neck (or at least trying to) and saying,

  “You did your homework, I am so proud!” He smirked back down at me and shook his head a little before telling me,

  “You’re a strange little human.” I giggled, raised myself
up further and whispered,

  “Yes, but I am your strange little human.” He grinned back down at me and agreed with a growl,

  “Yes. You. Are.” Then he kissed me hard and quick before letting me go. He also slapped my ass and nodded off to one side telling me,

  “There is a small bathroom over there, hurry and get ready so I can feed my human and get her back here so I can fuck my addiction.” Mmm, I had to say, not only did I like the sound of that, I also really liked the sound of that.

  So naturally, I did as I was told, finding the bathroom easily now I knew what I was looking for, which was a break in the pattern of crystal. Behind the small wall was like he said I would find, a small bathroom with only a seat that reminded me of the first toilets invented and a stone carved sink so I could wash myself.

  There was also enough space to get dressed, and I found Lucius had chosen a pair of harem pants. They were a bluish grey colour that fitted tight to my belly with a thick waistband. They also had little boy shorts attached that were ribbed at the sides. This was part of the design and I didn’t need to question why the shorts were included as there were large cut out sections of the trousers. This was at each side that went from the waist band all the way to the tight band at the ankle. Meaning that without them then it would have been a bit too revealing when walking around.

  There also seemed to be lots of material, that also gave the slight appearance of a skirt. To match this was a darker blue wrap around top that was cropped to just under the breasts. Thankfully, it was tight enough that it held my girls up without them looking droopy, seeing as there was no bra to speak of. It also had a wide scooped neck with a long floppy hood at the back and overly long bell sleeves. These brushed my knuckles at the front and reached my thighs at the back, shaped into points, with one sleeve that was a striped pattern, with the same grey blue of my pants.

  To be honest, the outfit was kick ass, despite practically showing off all of my stomach and both sides of my legs. A pair of flat ballet pumps that came with a strange strapping meant that I didn’t know what to do with them so left them off hoping Lucius could help.

  When I walked out, I was holding the shoes in one hand and not looking where I was going so was about to walk into one of the shards close to the bed.

  “Stop!” Lucius’ demand made me look up, which meant saving myself.

  “Oh, right,” I mumbled making him laugh,

  “She can fight off a fucking demon in her cell but walking from one place to the next becomes a hazard,” he muttered to himself.

  “I don’t need to use my charm when walking across a room,” was my cocky reply. His lips quirked before he crossed his arms and challenged,

  “Oh, is that right…Bitey.” Damn him, he really had seen everything. So, I shrugged my shoulders and said,

  “Whatever, it worked didn’t it.”

  “Not sure you could class that one as a success there, Sweetheart,” was his smug reply.

  “I survived didn’t I…? So yeah, I would call that a huge success.” After this he shook his head again and questioned,

  “Seriously, a fucking Bitey…you couldn’t have come up with something better for a demon whose pussy bites off dicks?” I laughed.

  “Oh yeah, and what would you have called it, huh?” I asked when cocking out a hip and making him fight his smirk.

  “Besides a hungry bitch or menace to the male populace?” he questioned back making me fake a laugh this time,

  “Ha, ha”

  “In all honestly, most likely an endangered species, considering I’m pretty sure their kind would have been eradicated centuries ago,” he added making me fight a giggle and instead of showing my amusement, I kept up the teasing. So, I asked in a faked exasperated tone,

  “What, by you, oh mighty tyrant King?”

  “You’re damn fucking right!” Was his quick reply and I swear he supressed a shudder at the thought of such a demon. I was actually surprised he didn’t grab his member just to be sure it was still safe.

  “Erm…I think we are heading off point here,” I told him.

  “Oh, how so?” He asked, obviously like me, wanting to continue our teasing.

  “Oh, I don’t know, maybe because Biteys don’t exist,” was my sarcastic sounding come back.

  “Yeah and thank fuck for that!” He replied obviously relieved by this fact. I laughed and admitted,

  “Okay, so maybe you’re right, the name was lame.”

  “Maybe?” He said giving me a pointed look.

  “Okay, yes…geez, what do you want from me?” I sighed still acting out our game and running my hand back through my loose hair, one I had no other option than to brush with my fingers.

  “Other than a promise never to turn into a Bitey, a fucking kiss would be nice,” he said in that dominating tone of his that had my insides going all melty.

  “Yeah well, don’t worry about it as I promise to let you know the second I need to start flossing down there, yeah? But until then…” I paused when he started laughing in that deep timbre, velvet voice of his and with amusement lacing his command, it made for a dreamy sound,

  “Come here, Pet” I raised a brow and challenged,

  “Are you sure you’re brave enough?”

  “Well, until I hear the sound of teeth chattering coming from anywhere below your waist, then I think I will take my chances…now come here, Amelia,” he said making me laugh, because his comment was funny but the more serious order at the end was what had me biting a fingertip as I walked over to him. The second I got close enough he snagged me around the waist by wrapping an arm around my back before drawing me in as close as I could get. Then I felt him tapping his fingers against my bare side before he told me,

  “You look delicious enough to eat.” I blushed despite being brave enough to look down at his hardening cock. Then I made a show of licking my lips and telling him,

  “Yeah, so do you”

  “Sweetheart, if you’re hungry to put something in that talented mouth of yours then feel free anytime.” I rolled my lips inwards to hold back the beaming grin that wanted to erupt at such a compliment, doing so only so I could continue to play it cool. Something I most definitely achieved when I flashed him a naughty grin and lowered to my knees. Naturally, this…well, it surprised the Hell out him.

  Then whilst looking back up at him, I said

  “Well, if you insist, my Lord.”

  Then I had breakfast.

  I had no idea how much time had passed by the time we were making our way back into the main tower of his castle, but I knew one thing…I was ravenousness.

  “Your stomach is growling at me again, my little slave,” he commented with a smirk and a whisper of words as I once again was back to playing the part of his slave girl. Of course, now I understood why this was necessary, I decided to try and have some fun with it. Mainly by teasing Lucius whenever I could, whether it was quietly muttering things or licking my lips and reminding him of what the first part of my breakfast was.

  He had said this as he was escorting me back into the throne room which, thankfully, I noticed had fewer people in today. I also had my collar back in place and a different kind of chain attached to it than from the day before. It was one more conventional looking and far less deadly, even though it was still wrapped around Lucius’ fist clearly showing his ownership.

  “What can I say, My Lord, I must be in need of some more protein,” I whispered back making him growl playfully. We walked to the end of the room where his mighty throne sat waiting and the pile of cushions and throws on the floor told me once again where my place would be. His second in command was there waiting for us and I realised I was still to ask who this man was…or more importantly, who he was to Lucius.

  He eyed me with great interest, and I don’t know why but the look he gave me was unnerving. As if he was studying me or planning something nefarious. Although my reaction to him could have solely been based on how he had treated me when I was first b
rought here. Either way, there was something about him that simply screamed…dangerous.

  Once up on the high platform, Lucius lowered me down to my nest of material before sitting himself. I could tell by some of the questioning looks around the room that this was an unusual gesture coming from their King. I only understood why when after he had sat down, the rest followed, telling me that the King was always the first one to take his seat. But this time, I had.

  After this was what I had been waiting for and as Lucius was clearly speaking matters of court to his royal right hand, he ignored the servants who started to bring out platters of food. However, I nearly started drooling as food I recognised could thankfully be seen. It made me want to question where they had got it from or did they in fact grow it down here?

  Of course, I wasn’t exactly at liberty to ask, so instead focused on the fruits, nuts, bread and cheese in front of me, admittedly ignoring the slices of meat, due to not knowing what they were.

  “Your slave certainly has a good appetite.” I heard his second comment, making Lucius actually chuckle.

  “After last night, then she has need for the sustenance.” I frowned at this and would have growled at him had I been able to get away with it. But then I felt the tugging of my chain just as he started to pull me closer to him. I had no choice but to crawl a little until I was against his leg, where he leant down and took hold of my chin.

  “Isn’t that right my little cock hungry monster?” He teased referring to last night and doing this so only I could hear. Then, before I could reply, he brought me in for a hard kiss and clearly it was one he didn’t care about doing in front of his kingdom. As usual, by the time he finished he left me breathless and near panting and his knowing smirk also told me that he knew what he was capable of doing to me,

  “Mmm, fruit has never tasted so fucking sweet than it has coming from between these lips,” he told me after tapping the pad of his thumb over what most likely after that kiss, was my swollen lips. He let me go again, and commanded,