Bride of Lucifer 2: The Bride Trials by Emily Shore

Author:Emily Shore [Shore, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shore Thing Creations
Published: 2022-10-10T23:00:00+00:00

My pussy throbs from the notion of what I’m about to do. It shouldn’t be too difficult once he sees me. But if he tries to make me eat any humble pie, save for his monumental cock, I’ll fly away faster than a bat out of hell.

Outside Lucifer’s suite door, I take a few deep breaths, wishing I could deny the sweat cleaving to the back of my neck. Strengthening my wings and snapping my spine straight, I command my nerves to cooperate. Still, my hand pauses before I knock. There’s no chance he won’t be tempted, much less refuse me.

Tomorrow is the Trial of Wrath. After nearly a week of thwarting his advances, denying the heat rupturing through me anytime we passed one another in the hall, I’ve had enough. I’ve distracted myself with my brothers and Evangelina and attending every party to surround myself with others. It doesn’t help Evangelina has been rubbing it in, especially at official dinners where Lucifer always positions me next to him. I’ve drunk myself to oblivion every time, ignoring the Devil’s shit-eating grins and shameless come-hither stares. What’s worse is how he refuses to touch me. Not one nudge of his thigh. Not one brush of his knuckles across my cheek. Not one caress of his fingers across my feathers.

Lucifer is a master of torture.

I should be commending myself for lasting this long—even if my original goal was a month. Conflict tears at my stomach lining. Part of me would rather swallow bile than enter his room, but I’ve spent too long preparing myself. And Evangelina would be disappointed if her handiwork of intricate braids were to go to waste. I have every intention of Lucifer gripping them and ripping my curls free of those weaves.

Come on, Astraea. Stop being such a fucking coward!

My abundant cleavage is on display between the decorative lace lingerie covering my breasts. Nipples erect and prodding the lace. Angelic, to say the least, the one-piece with its neckline plunging to my bust-line. Thanks to the ribbons binding the halter piece behind my neck and the ones at my waist, Lucifer can easily remove the lingerie. It won’t take long for him to scent my arousal since I’ve already dampened the lace at my pussy, which is why I’m clenching my thighs.

I purse my blood-red lips and suddenly regret them and the sultry and smoky eye makeup Evangelina talked me into letting her apply. Now, it looks like I’m trying too hard. Part of me wants to scurry back to my room and remove the makeup, but if I don’t go in now, I’ll lose my nerve.

Oh, gods.

He’s so going to milk this for all it’s worth. I don’t give a fuck as long as he worships me at the same time as he did on that altar. I’ll be the sacrificial angel lamb to his devouring Devil lion. For the past week, I’ve tried all forms of masturbation, including toys. He was right.

Once you go Devil, you can’t go back.

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