Infernal God (Claimed By Lucifer Book 3) by Elizabeth Briggs (summer reads TXT) 📕

Orleans to rebuild his bar and try to live a quiet life, Damien had returned to Faerie to spy on Oberon, and Kassiel had gone to upstate New York to teach a class at Hellspawn Academy, the university for demons where I supposed our daughter would go someday. Or would she go to Seraphim Academy, since she was part angel? Hmm.

Lucifer smoothed his hand over my shoulder. “Are you all right?”

I shrugged. “I just miss our sons. I only just found them again and now they're all gone."

Lucifer chuckled but he drew me tighter against him. “It’s only been a month since we saw them. A blink of an eye in an immortal lifetime."

“I know.” Some days I still felt so very human, even though that had all been a carefully constructed lie.

His hand drifted to my very round stomach. "Soon we'll have another child to look after for many years. We should try to enjoy our last few moments alone together while we can.”

"Is that so?" I asked, my voice growing husky. One benefit of being an Elder God—we never ran out of stamina. A good thing too, since these damn pregnancy hormones made me horny all the time.

He pressed a kiss to my neck, as his hands slid back up to palm my breasts. "I like the way you think, my love."

"Do we have time?" I asked, glancing out the window. We were heading toward a freeway exit now.

"Yes, if we make it quick." He raised his head and met my gaze, his wicked green eyes alight with desire. “I have so much I want to show you today.”

“I have so much I want to see. How proud are you feeling today, Lucifer?” I grinned at our old joke, but my words came out almost as a low purr.

"Around you, I can barely control my pride."

He pressed his mouth against mine, while I reached for the zipper on his pants, carefully cupping his hard bulge as I did. Sudden desperation for him spurred my movements. He'd said we should make it quick, after all. Lucifer got the hint and shoved my own pants off, but the stretchy maternity pants made it difficult to do anything with grace or speed.

“What do you desire, darling?” He moved his hand to the top of his pants, unfastened them the rest of the way. Then he freed his cock and palmed it, stroking the hard length.

“I want you, Lucifer.”

His rhythm increased as he continued to touch himself. “How do you want me?”

“Here. Now.” I was wet for him. So very wet. I watched his fingers moving over his skin, and I whimpered my need.

He gazed upon me with a perfect mix of lust and love. “You’ve always been my greatest temptation. Every face, every name, every time. Only you.”

“Always you, Lucifer.” I shoved panties off and moved to sit upon him, facing away, lowering myself onto him before either of us could say another word.

He inhaled sharply and his hands went to my hips, partly to steady me, but almost like he might impose a rhythm. I grabbed his hands and brought them to my breasts instead. He played his long fingers across them, stroking my nipples through the fabric before he started working at my buttons, releasing just enough of them that he could access my skin and dip down beneath my bra.

This wasn’t calm and gentle. This was shoving clothes out of the way and grinding on Lucifer to find my pleasure. He swept my hair aside and nibbled my neck, then bit down harder, although not enough to draw pain. Just enough to say he could mark me if he wanted. That I was his. I arched to give him more skin, and he pushed his hips upward, thrusting hard.

I rolled against him, rubbing against the spot that made me cry out. He held on, his hands over my breasts and his mouth at the side of my neck as I lifted up and sank back down. Slow at first, then faster and faster, until the only sounds in the back of the limo were my heavy breaths and the slap of our skin connecting.

“Lucifer.” His name left my mouth over and over, like a chant, and it grew faster as I began to lose control. He moved with me, catching hold of my urgency. Finally, my body tightened around him and I sucked in a ragged breath. He pulled me against him and strained upward one last time with his own release. Our orgasms rocked through us, but luckily we'd gotten better at controlling our new powers, and we managed not to destroy the limo we were sitting inside.

“Hannah,” he murmured against my ear, before smoothing some of my hair back. He pressed a kiss to the back of my neck as our movements slowed, our lust sated. For now.

The limo stopped, and I glanced out the windows to see a glorious blue sea. I'd been so distracted by Lucifer I'd completely ignored the final part of our journey. Our driver got out of the car and waited patiently for us nearby, giving us time to get dressed. He'd probably heard far too much, even though the privacy screen had been in place. Oh well. We'd give him a big tip at the end of this.

Once dressed, I got out of the car slowly, letting the soft breeze soothe my too-warm cheeks, and inhaled the fresh sea air. "Where are we?"

"Southern California." Lucifer adjusted his suit as he stood beside me. "In fact, we're just a mile away from where Asmodeus and Brandy live now."

"Thank you, Lucifer.” I threw my arms around him, and he hugged me close.

“I thought it was time to move forward with our discussion about finding a new home. I wanted you to see this one.” He indicated a giant fence with a big gate.

I couldn’t help my laugh. “I never in a million years thought I could own a fence as big as