Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha's Little Demon

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BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha’s Little Demon Book 2

Chapter 13 – As Beautiful As Yours

LUCIUS.

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My hands remained fixed on Patrea’s back, even if I wanted to roam them around her body. I couldn’t take the risk of blowing up at this moment. She was kissing me aggressively, and I was enjoying it.

I had been kissed and worshipped by many females — I could never even count how many lips I had tasted — but the kiss she was giving me was something I had never experienced, and I wanted more of it.

Patrea was madness and sanity at the same time. My hell and my piece of paradise. And no matter how much I kept telling myself that I only wanted one night with her, I knew far better. I wanted every night with her, every day, and every moment.

If I could only bring hell to earth, I would never have to leave her lips or the paradise she was giving me.

A low grunt left my throat as I kept assaulting her lips, while her legs were clamped tightly around my waist as if she were urging me to move forward and stroke my hard c*ock into her.

I was still lost in the sweet, warm lips that were igniting a fire in my whole being when she softly giggled against my mouth, waking me up from my trance.

I pulled away from kissing her and licked my lips to take all that was left of her in my mouth. “Should I be offended that you are laughing?”

She shook her head, a wide grin plastered across her face while her hands and fingers were trailing on my collarbones.

“It was just that I remembered how ironic this is. I’ m enjoying kissing a demon.”

My hand went to the corner of her lips, wiping the traces of our mixed saliva with my thumb. “So you like kissing me?”

“Maybe, maybe not. Maybe I just forgot how I like kissing, and maybe it doesn’t matter who will kiss me — I will still like it.”

My forehead creased at her words because I didn’t like them. My hand flew to her jaws as I cupped them, not too tight, just enough to puff her cheeks. “Say it again?”

“What?” She asked, her eyes teasing me. And I liked this side of Patrea. I liked the meek one too, and the one that snapped at me from time to time.

“Say again that you like kisses regardless of who gives them to you.”

She chuckled softly as she shook her head. My fingers moved closer to the corners of her lips, making her wet lips pout, and it was making my c*ock hard.

“Say it again…”

“I like it when you kiss me…”

“Good girl. How about the kisses from the other men?” “Stop being jealous and just kiss me.”

A devil’s smirk crossed my face before I captured her lips one more time. I could do this the whole day if only she was up for it.

PATREA.

helped me clean up some of the things that I’d been putting off for some time now. Lucius insisted on using his power to do everything nicely

with my hands. And also, I was not comfortable if

eventually paved the way for dark witches. It was the reason covens were organized: to keep witches from abusing

my way there when Lucien found me. I was willing to trade everything to channel more energy and get more power, but being trapped in the underworld knocked me back to my senses. My greediness brought me to my downfall, and with a baby in my stomach, I knew I should

took me more than three decades before I was able to break free from the underworld, and I didn’t want to commit

out a deep breath as I tried to steady my breathing. I was leaning on the bathroom counter, staring at my reflection in the

were both ready

I wanted to do something. I wanted to move one

not about Lucius. This

very comfortable in

by the time he was done with me, I would no longer see Lucien when someone

the idea of someone else holding me apart from Lucius made me cringe. Maybe because this was still

of me wrapped up into his arms. Soon, he’d be gone. And I would be alone, and maybe I would have someone who could love me or at least stay

was that I would never grow older. All the men that I would be with will perish, but I would still be alive unless I die of something

me out of all these thoughts running through my head. I should get back to the bedroom,

chuckled at my thoughts before I slipped off the silk robe from my body, leaving me in

be judged, as demons never had a concept of

night dress I was wearing, and my clothes pooled on my feet, leaving me naked as

cheeks returned to their normal color, I puffed up my chest and mustered all the courage to walk

the same position as last night. He was just wearing pajama pants, but his legs were already under

his face, but it was gone in seconds, replaced by a smug smirk that crossed his face as I

he would

asked. His nakedness caught me so off guard

as he placed his hands

in a breath as I felt his eyes

are you

to

can’t move too fast,” I told him

kind that I was already getting used to, but it made me smile

moving slowly, but you, my beautiful witch, always move one step ahead of me.” He sounded too happy until a curse

as he turned his attention toward the window and his hand moved up, and I was sure he was about to flick

before I went to the bathroom,” I told him nonchalantly as I walked to my side

temper if

shows are just for you in the next three

the three weeks? Is it

put a price on a show, and it’s not going

winked at me as he dropped his body on the bed, and his movement made my body

was lying down, his hands under his head, as he stared at the ceiling. He looked like a god with a perfect body — a hard stomach — and he was absolutely ripped and dipped in all the right places. And his big c*ock was

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