Lucifer's Cage (After Dark Book 6) by Sarah Bailey (romantic story to read TXT) 📕

him, pressed deep inside her. Filling her up to the hilt.

“I want the whole truth, my little witch.”

She stared into those mesmerising eyes for a full minute. There was nothing holding her back. There was no embarrassment. All she felt was the connection between them she craved with every breath she took.

“I love you.”

Chapter Twenty Two

The look in his eyes almost cleaved her in two. His fingers twitched on her throat. Understanding, acceptance and sinful desire radiated off him in waves. He extracted his fingers from her. She felt the loss keenly. He unbuckled his belt, tearing open his fly and sunk into her.

Shit. Fuck. He feels so good.

He grunted, fingers tightening around her airway.

“Say it again. Tell me again.”

“I love you.”

He pulled back and slammed into her. The force of it sending shockwaves down her back.

“Again.”

How many times is he going to make me say it? Is this getting him off?

She wanted to give him what he needed. If that was her admitting her feelings to him over and over again then she would.

“I love you, Lucifer.”

He growled, the sound rumbling in his chest. His other hand gripped her hip, keeping her anchored to him.

“Do you want me to fuck you with no mercy, Candace?”

“Yes, I need it.”

His fingers dug into her hip. Each thrust was harder than the last. Each grunt from his mouth echoed through the room. The sound of their skin slapping together permeated the air. Her whimpers grew louder.

“I want to hear you scream. Show me how much you like it when I fuck you.”

She let it rip, her throat burning from the sound emitting from her lips. He was still half cutting off her airway with his fingers, but she stopped caring. The dark, wild look in his eyes caused her to clench around him, over and over. He was going to send her rocketing over the edge if he wasn’t careful.

“You’re not allowed to come yet,” he told her. “Not until I say so. Not until I’ve fucked you so hard, you won’t be able to walk straight.”

She was relatively sure he’d already whipped and fucked her hard enough to achieve that. Only his hands on her kept her from collapsing in a heap on the floor. He let go off her neck, gripping her other hip. The force of his pounding rattled her teeth. She took several gulping breaths, forcing oxygen back into her lungs. She’d never been fucked so brutally in her life. Even when he’d spanked her last night, it didn’t compare to this.

“Fuck, you’re so hot and tight. You’re mine. Mine. Fuck. I need you. I fucking need you and it fucking hurts when you go back to Earth and leave me here alone. I fucking care. Do you understand? I care about you. No one has ever made me want to offer them everything. I want to beg you never to leave me again. Get down on my fucking hands and knees and beg.”

Those words caused her heart to constrict painfully in her chest. She knew what it cost him to admit those things to her.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“Tell me you’ll stay.”

I want to. I want to so much, but I have things to take care of. Soon. I promise you soon I’ll be able to give you what you want.

If only she could say it, tell him she’d give up everything for him.

“Please believe me when I tell you I love you. I want you. I need you. Only you. Just give me time.”

He growled, slamming into her harder.

“Stop saying no to me. I’ll hurt you again if you say no. I won’t stop punishing you.”

“It’s not no. I’m not saying no.”

How could she make him understand she needed to settle things with her mother and with Theodus before she could be his fully? She couldn’t just leave without being able to talk things through with her father. And there was still Jax, she needed to have it out with him. There was so much she had to do.

“I promise I’ll be with you. I’m yours. Please, let me deal with my present so you and I can have our future.”

He released her hips, grabbing a hold of her shoulders and pulling her up, flush with his chest. His fingers trailed over her stomach, his mouth right next to her ear.

“Do you need me as much as I need you?” His voice was soft, breath fanning across her cheek.

“Te amo, Lucifer. Anima tua.” I love you, Lucifer. My soul is yours.

She rarely spoke Latin unless it was for spell crafting. If he wasn’t going to listen to her in English, then perhaps he would take her seriously now. His fingers trailed lower until they brushed over her core.

“Vos anima mea,” he replied. You are my soul.

Tears welled in her eyes. He hadn’t exactly told her he loved her back, but what he had said meant more to her than those three words.

His soul and mine are entwined.

“I will give you time,” he whispered. “Keep your promise to me.”

There were no more words. He thrust up into her over and over again, forcing her into accepting all of him as his fingers swept over her core. It sent jolts up her spine, but she held back, keeping a leash on her desperate need to find a release. He hadn’t said she could come.

He cupped her chin, forcing her face back and kissing her. It was gentle, his tongue sweeping over hers. His tenderness was unexpected.

“Come all over me, my little witch. Let me feel you.”

The sweet release came moments later, tearing through her body, transporting her to