Widow - A Reverse Harem Romance, page 10
Lia burst into laughter. "The mental image of Lucifer cuddling with you is too much."
Lucifer crossed his arms and his frown deepened. "I don't do cuddling."
I found that statement hard to believe. At one point, he claimed to not like Blue Wave, yet he was there almost daily.
"That's perfect then. Ric and I can cuddle with her, and you can sleep on the couch."
He narrowed his eyes at me, and I felt the back of my neck heat up. It made me wonder just how far the ability he had could go.
"It's time to get the other archangels involved in this. There's probably several demon possessions we don't even have knowledge of. They would know, though." Lucifer took out his phone like he was considering whether he should call the other archangels.
"I wish you three would stop talking about me like I'm not standing right here." Lia was scrubbing her hands in the sink. "I don't know if any of you should be around me. I won't be able to forgive myself if I do something to you. And tonight, I have felt them stirring inside of me. It's very unusual considering I just gave into them a week ago."
"It will be fine. If the spiders come out, I'll kill them. It's not my first run-in with her." Lucifer looked down at his bare forearm. It was hard to see the two marks he'd shown us the other day, especially with all the other scars that marked his arm.
"What happened?" Ric and I exchanged a look as Lia gently grabbed Lucifer's arm and ran a thumb over the scars. We knew what had happened, at least partly.
Lucifer pulled his arm away from her. "Lilith. She weakened me with dark magic and then used a special knife to drain the blood out of me. The wounds didn't heal correctly. Now I'm left with the constant reminder of what a deceitful bitch she was."
I hadn't known Lucifer that long, but he seldom mentioned Lilith. She had tricked him into a relationship and then gotten pregnant. Then she faked her own death, and eighteen years later reappeared, trying to take over the world.
She failed.
"Well, it's getting pretty late, Lia. Do you want to take my bed? I guess we can sleep out here." I looked around the living room at the couch and the two accent chairs. It wouldn't be comfortable to sleep out here, but I wasn't about to make her sleep on the couch.
"I can sleep in the bed with Ric. He's slept in my bed before. Then I can keep an eye on him and give his wolf what he needs."
Lucifer made a grunting noise, and I crossed my arms over my chest.
"My bed is big enough for all of us to sleep." I wasn't about to let Alaric get away with sleeping with her alone.
Chapter 10
Camellia
I rolled over in bed, my head pounding. I had not been so drunk since the night my divorce was finalized.
I let out a tiny groan as I thought back to the night before. I had so much champagne after kissing Kai in front of Lucifer and Ric. I don't even know why I chose Kai over the other two.
I hated to admit it to myself, but part of me had chosen Kai because I had wanted to see if it would make the other two jealous. Who was I?
A woman that needed to get laid, that's who.
I felt arms wrap around me and pull me closer. Now I remembered the rest of the night. The blood. The conversation about what to do with me and my flickering eyes. The decision to spend the night together.
Of course, it was all innocent. The staying the night together part.
I cracked my eyes opened and bit my lip, trying not to make a noise. It would take me most of the day to recover from the hangover. Back in my twenties, I could drink like a fish and wake up with no hangover. Now I woke up with a raging headache and the urge to vomit.
Getting old was a downer.
The arms wrapped around me were strong. I looked down to see the scars on Lucifer's wrists. Someone he had once loved had done that to him. It wasn't really clear what happened to Lilith, but hopefully, she had gotten what was coming to her.
No wonder he didn't date.
Directly in front of me was Ric. He looked peaceful in his sleep and was snoring softly. Both men were radiating heat, and I snuggled down into the bed further. My leg brushed up against a foot. I looked to the end of the bed where Kai was sleeping soundly.
I vaguely remembered them playing Rock-Paper-Scissors to determine who slept on either side of me. It was cute seeing three grown-ass men playing a game that kids played to decide who went first.
Even though it was Kai's bed, he had lost. I moved my leg along his, and he shifted under the covers.
I didn't quite know how to feel about having three men interested in me. At least, they all seemed like they were interested in me. I didn't quite know what to do with that. I would be all for it. However, now that I had the spiders, I definitely didn't want to get too comfortable with them. What if they had to kill me?
I shivered in Lucifer's arms at the thought. He let out a sigh and pulled me even closer, bringing his fingertips to my temple. I felt a tingling sensation, and my headache was suddenly gone.
"Is that better?" he asked gently. His lips brushed against my ear, and I shivered again. He let out a small chuckle.
"I should get up." I tried to move out of his arms, but he didn't loosen his grip.
"Sleep a little longer. We had a long night. Especially you and all that drinking you did." Every word he spoke against my ear was sending pulses of pleasure through me.
"I apologize for anything idiotic I might have said." I was a notorious rambler when I had a few too many.
"You definitely said some interesting things last night. I now know what women think of men who wear gray sweatpants." He chuckled and placed a kiss against my hair.
I let out a groan and buried my face in the pillow. I hadn't remembered that, but now that he mentioned it, I did vaguely remember having a conversation about being able to see everything below the waist when a man wore sweatpants. Especially if said man wasn't wearing any underwear.
"I'm sorry. I…"
"No need to apologize. I guess in a way, it's similar to when a woman wears a tight T-shirt with no bra." He slid his hand along the hem of the shirt of Kai's that I was wearing.
I rolled over to look at him. His hair was disheveled, and he looked like he could use a few more hours of sleep.
I sighed and moved a hand to his bare chest. It had a very faint smattering of hair and the subtle outline of abs peeking through the smooth skin. I traced the outside bumps of his abs, and goosebumps spread across his abdomen.
"You're playing with fire, Camellia." His mouth was near my temple, and his soft lips brushed against my skin as he spoke. "I don't want you to get burned."
The fingers that had been tracing the skin at my hip gripped me and pulled me closer, pressing my body against his side.
Fuck. Of all the times I was horny, why did it have to be now? I craved his touch, his lips, his breath on my skin. But the soft sounds of snoring reminded me that the other two were asleep in the same bed.
One had already kissed me. The other looked at me like he wanted to feast on me in the best way possible.
"Maybe I want to be burned," I breathed. It had been so long since I'd allowed myself to be touched, to be held.
I slid my leg over his and ran my finger down the trail of dark hairs leading into his sweatpants. The sweatpants were killing me. Even in the dim light filtering in through the window, I could clearly see the faint outline of his erection through the fabric.
His breath deepened as I mimicked the movement he was doing back and forth along my skin. I'd never been so bold as to initiate something while in the presence of others before. My ex liked to call me vanilla. One of the many reasons we divorced.
"Lia..." My name came out as a groan as I slid my hand over the top of the sweatpants and stroked his erection through the fabric. He was hard as a rock, which made the wetness between my legs even worse.
He wrapped his arm around me and rolled so I was on the edge of the bed, his back towards the other two men, my back to his front.
"How quiet can you be?" His lips brushed across my ear, and I trembled as he splayed his hand across my belly and slid it south.
I wasn't sure how quiet I could be. I was quiet when I masturbated, but that was entirely different than having the excitement of a gorgeous man touching me. I bit my lip, and as if knowing my thoughts, he moved the pillow out from under our heads.
"Scream into that." It was a little presumptuous to think I would be screaming. I hugged the pillow against me as he began kissing the sweet spot behind my ear.
I could feel my heartbeat everywhere. My ears, my toes, my nipples, my clit.
His fingers were back at the hem of my shirt, and I pushed back against him. His other hand moved up to cup my breast.
"What..." My word came out as a moan, and I moved my face against the pillow as his thumb brushed over my nipple.
"Tell me what you want." I was practically panting into the pillow at his words.
His finger dipped under the edge of my panties as he pinched my nipple. He rolled his hips against me, and his dick rubbed against my ass. Maybe we should have moved the party to the bathroom, but there was something much more exciting about fooling around right in the same bed as the others.
"What I want?" I couldn't think. His hand slid over the top of my panties and cupped me gently. I whimpered and moved against him.
"Yes. Tell me what you want." His voice was barely a whisper in my ear. His face was buried in the crook of my neck, his hot breath sending my pulse through the roof.
"I want you to touch me."
His finger slid along my slit, pressing my already wet panties into the crease. "How do you want me to touch you?"
"Touch me until I come." My face burned in embarrassment and want. It was hard to determine which was dominating at that moment.
He made a noise in his throat and then slipped his hand into my panties. I opened my legs for him, and he plunged two fingers into my pussy, causing me to gasp into the pillow.
"I'll make you come." His lips were back at my ear. He thrust himself against me as his fingers moved at the same pace as the thrust of his hips. "I want to feel you come all over my hand. I want to feel you clench around my fingers."
I didn't know I could be so turned on by dirty talk, but the rush of heat and wetness between my legs told me my body was all for it.
He moved me so I was on my back and sat up. His fingers left me, and he pulled my panties down. He looked down at me, his eyes smoldering. Somewhere deep inside of him was a fire, and I wanted it to engulf me.
His fingers grazed my clit, and I shut my eyes. The pillow was thrown off the bed.
He dove back inside me and stroked me. I moved my hips against his hand, begging for him to touch that sweet spot that would bring me the most pleasure.
His thumb brushed over my clit, and he silenced my cry with his mouth. His tongue stroked mine, and then he buried his face back in my neck. He suckled my skin as he worked his erection against my leg. The pressure built at my core.
"Come for me." He groaned into my neck.
As if my pussy knew he was commanding it, it clenched around his fingers, and a wave of pleasure rushed from my toes and fingers and straight to my clit. I grabbed his face, bringing his lips back to mine as my body spasmed. Every nerve ending was firing at once.
"I can't wait to bury myself inside of you," he whispered, pulling away as my orgasm ebbed. He kissed my forehead and smoothed back my hair.
I opened my mouth to respond, but he moved off the bed and made his way to the bathroom before I could reply. I stared at the door as it shut behind him.
I wiggled my underwear up and turned my head to find Ric staring back at me. His eyes were half-open, and he looked both pissed off and turned on at the same time.
I felt a pang of guilt in my chest, and I rolled over so my back was to him. It's not like I was dating any of them, so why did I feel so guilty?
"Camellia?" Oh God, he was using my full name.
I felt his weight on the mattress as he moved closer to me, his heat seeping in through my shirt. My heart was beating faster than when I had orgasmed.
"Hmm?" I feigned nonchalance. "How are you feeling this morning?"
I heard the shower in the bathroom turn on. I could picture Lucifer naked, leaning with his head against an arm, gripping his cock in his hand.
Ric was right behind me now. I could feel his muscles twitching as he wrapped a solid arm around my waist. I whimpered at his blazing touch. He was hotter than Lucifer.
"I can smell you."
I should have been revolted that he was talking about the smell of me, but oddly enough, it just made me more aroused. I grabbed his hand to stop it from moving, clutching his fingers in my grip.
"Is that the nice way of saying I stink?" I chuckled nervously.
His hand moved up to my mouth, despite the tight grip I had on his fingers. He touched my lips, his fingers shaking slightly.
"I want to kiss you." His voice was deeper, commanding.
"Then kiss her," Kai murmured from the end of the bed.
I rolled over and avoided Ric's gaze. I wanted to kiss him, but for some reason, I felt the most was at stake with him. His eyes weren't just showing lust. They burned with something much deeper than that.
"I don't want an audience when I kiss you for the first time." His eyes were locked on my lips, and he pulled down my bottom lip with his thumb.
"And if I want an audience?"
Wrong. Thing. To. Say.
I winced as soon as it left my lips, but Ric had already pulled away. Kai and Lucifer were different. I could have said that to them, and I had a feeling that would make them dive in headfirst at the shallow end.
Ric didn't want to vie for my attention with two others. He wanted me for himself.
I just hoped he came to his senses before I had nothing left to give.
Chapter 11
We were standing somewhere in the middle of nowhere. I looked around and wondered how on Earth standing in the middle of an open field would get us to another realm. I couldn't even believe I was standing there thinking about going to Inferna in the first place.
We had run out of options in the past week. The archangels were of no help and suggested I be brought to Inferna.
"Are you sure this is safe? For a human?" I was holding onto the straps of my backpack to try to stop my hands from trembling. Picard was squeaking from the side pouch where a water bottle would have gone.
We had decided he would hitch a ride with me in case Ric had to shift suddenly. I didn't even want to know why we were already considering being attacked.
"It's safe." Lucifer held out his hand to me, and I took it. "Just don't tell my daughter that being a human has no bearing on going to Hell."
"What do you mean?" Ric asked, grabbing onto my other hand.
"When she was nine, she was obsessed with going to Hell with me. So, I took her, and when we got there, I made her feel sick. She never asked to go again." He chuckled, and I shook my head. "It's not like I had much of a choice."
"Even if it's safe physically for Lia, there are lots of things that could kill us there." Ric was not helping with my worry.
I squeezed Lucifer's hand as fear coursed through my veins. He'd protect me, wouldn't he? He was notorious, surely that had to count for something.
"Sure, but she'll be safe enough with us." What Lucifer didn't say was that my very own hitchhikers would protect me in a pinch. I wasn't certain, but I had a gut feeling that if it came down to life or death, they would defend me.
Hopefully.
"Hold on tight." Ric squeezed my other hand and gave me a reassuring look. It didn't do much to quell the queasiness already churning in my belly.
I shut my eyes. There was a whoosh and a pop in my ears, and it felt like something had been snatched out from underneath me. I felt the difference in the air. It smelled faintly of burning firewood, and the warmness of the air kissed my skin.
I slowly opened my eyes to see that we were standing in what appeared to be a forest. The trees looked burnt but had darkened leaves on their limbs. It was quiet wherever we were, and I shivered at the sense of desolation it brought me.
When we had discussed coming here to Inferna, I had expected fire and brimstone. Really all it looked like was a peculiar forest. It didn't look that much different from Earth.
The sky was dark, and through the trees, I could see a giant moon in the sky. Was it the same moon as Earth?
"Stay alert. We don't know who exactly is in charge now. It should be the Infernal Council, but we can't be certain." Alaric started walking, the leaves crunched under his feet.
Lucifer kept hold of my hand as we walked through the trees. His hand was warm and comforting. I looked up at him, and he turned his head and looked down at me.
My heart fluttered under his gaze. As soon as the moment had happened, it ended as he looked forward and clenched his jaw. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but the words were lodged in my throat.
We walked through the forest without incident for what seemed like an hour. I didn't see much in the way of animals as we walked. Lucifer said that a lot of the animals came out at night, and it was the daytime. Could have fooled me.
At night, the air got cooler, and the sky turned a little darker. Inferna was forever dark.
"We're getting close to the royal village. Stay alert." Ric and Kai were walking ahead of us when a growl stopped us in our tracks.
Seemingly coming out of nowhere, a pack of wolves stalked towards us. Ric held up his hands in front of himself as the wolves approached.
"What's happening?" I whisper screamed as Lucifer pushed me behind him.
In the blink of an eye, Ric morphed into his wolf form. This time he didn't look so sweet and cuddly, though. His hair stood up, and he bared his teeth at the approaching group of wolves.
"They're going to maul him." I looked around Lucifer in alarm and tried to move to the side, but he kept me behind him. "There's too many of them."
"He'll be fine. He's an alpha."
