I was confused and pissed off. Clearly Dad knew Hayden. And Hayden must have some major magic mojo if my dad couldn’t kill him. How in the hell old was he? Had I been lip-locked with somebody that was around before mortals roamed the Earth?
“Lucifer, if you don’t approve of me. . .” Hayden stared pointedly at my father. “Are you prepared for the alternative?”
He got right up in Satan's face. He was either really brave or really stupid.
My dad turned his back on Hayden in a show of disrespect and walked away. He leaned against my wall and ran his hand through his thick hair. “No,” he conceded. “The alternative is unacceptable.”
“Good, then it’s settled.” Hayden reached for me but I backed away.
“I’m glad you guys worked that out,” I told them, my voice heavy with sarcasm. “But you forgot one minor detail. You neglected asking me what I want.”
My father laughed and Hayden looked pained.
“I thought you wanted me,” he said quietly.
“I did,” I said. “I mean, I do. I think. But you won’t own me. Ever. And neither will you,” I informed my smirking father. I turned my attention back to Hayden. “Who in the Hell are you, anyway?”
He was going to straighten a few things out before he stuck his tongue down my throat again.
“You haven’t told her who you are?” My father was positively gleeful.
“Shut up, Satan,” Hayden retorted.
“Tell her,” my dad taunted. “Tell her who you are.”
A warning voice whispered in my head. How bad could it be? As long as we weren’t related. “Are you my cousin or something?” I felt like I was suffocating.
“No,” Hayden quickly interjected, then paused for an eternity. My dad bounced up and down like a three year old at a birthday party. “I’m the Angel of Death.”
The wings made sense now and I realized his lack of fear of my father stemmed from the simple fact that he was an unkillable True Immortal. Both men waited for my response. I waited for the other shoe to drop. It didn’t. “Yeah, so?”
“That doesn’t bother you?” Hayden asked uneasily.
“Why should it?” I shrugged. “I’m a Demon Princess, my father is Satan, most of my sisters are raging sluts, I have an invisible friend named Blanche and I’ve been in therapy for what feels like half of my life because I’m not evil enough. I’m not sure I’m such a great catch either.”
Hayden threw his head back and laughed joyfully. My first highly inappropriate reaction was to tackle him to the ground and have my way with him. Of course my dad being in the room kind of killed that one.
“Fine,” Satan rolled his eyes and threw his hands up in disgust. “Have you slept with him yet?”
“AHHHH,” I shrieked. “You so cannot ask me that.”
“Why not? I’m your father.” He was truly confused.
“That’s why,” I yelled. “I am not talking to you about these things!”
“All your sisters do,” he huffed.
“That’s so gross.” I shuddered.
My dad pulled me down on his lap and hugged me tight. “It’s okay with me if my
adult
daughter is sexually active with the Angel of Death. I will always love you no matter how distasteful your choices are.”
“Oh, for the love of abomination, I’m not
technically
sexually active. And you shouldn’t be encouraging your daughter to have sex.”
“But I’m Satan,” he grandly explained.
I tried to wiggle off his lap, but he held me fast and laid a big sloppy wet one on my cheek. I giggled and hugged the most important man in my life. I eyed the second most important man in my life as he leaned on my bedpost and watched me with my dad.
“We’ll be sure to let you know when her status changes.” Hayden grinned and my father made gagging sounds. I punched him in the arm and laid my head on his shoulder.
“If you hurt her, I will destroy you. I don’t care who you are,” my father threatened. He then gently lifted me off his lap, kissed my forehead and disappeared in a lovely black glitter mist.
“Well, that certainly went better than I anticipated.” Hayden blew out a breath and flopped back down on my bed as he pulled me along for the ride.
“Are you serious?”
“Yep.” He smoothed my wild hair back from my face. “I was sure he’d try to kill me.”
“But that wouldn't have worked. You're a True Immortal." I was no longer curious about his utter lack of fear of Satan.
“Correct, but it would have been quite messy.”
“But he said he would destroy you.”
“Oh Dixie, there are many things worse than death,” he explained and then changed the subject by running his fingers along my lips. The left side of his mouth lifted into a sexy crooked grin. My breath caught in my throat and my pulse started to race.
“You have four hours left. What would you like to do?” he asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
“Do you really want to know?” I asked.
“I really, really do.” His eyes turned red, as did mine.
“I wanna go to third base."
He considered my request and gave me a lopsided smile that made my insides dance. “Done."
"Really?"
"Really. Come here," he said in a voice that set my panties on fire.
"Nope. Come get me," I countered as I hopped off the bed and slowly pulled my shirt over my head. His breathing hitched and his eyes blazed as he hopped off the bed and made a grab for me. He was fast, but this time I was faster. Why the thought of being chased and ravished by the Angel of Death was turning me on to a degree I'd never felt was a mystery, but it clearly turned Hayden's crank as much as it turned mine.
His eyes narrowed as he began to stalk me like prey. I removed my clothing piece by piece and avoided his grasp. I knew he could catch me just as well as he did, but the thrill of the chase was as erotic as what I imagined would come next.
"You're playing a game you can't win." His voice was rough as he tore his shirt over his head. His broad shoulders and muscular chest made my insides clench in anticipation and a moist heat pooled between my legs. He was smoking crack if he thought we were only going to third base.
Something inside me came alive—something I'd never owned about myself. And I liked it. I liked her.
"I win either way," I purred as I unsnapped my bra and let it fall to the floor. The only thing that covered my body was a scrap of silk that barely passed for panties.
His eyes were glued to my breasts and the power I felt was intoxicating. My chest heaved and my nipples tightened to the point of pain. Hell, is this what I'd been missing by being a good girl? Good girls sucked. I slowly touched my aching breasts and he expelled a hiss through clenched teeth.
"Dixie," he warned as he held on to his restraint by a thread.
How in the Hell was I going to get my way if he was still standing across the room watching me? Time to play dirtier. I had no plans to lose tonight. I was a Demon and I wasn't above cheating or doing anything in my power to get what I wanted, and I wanted him. For a brief moment I wondered who I was, but the throbbing in my body squashed the thought quickly.
Turning around to show him my backside, I shimmied out of my panties. Hands at my ankles and ass in the air, I moaned as I slowly stood and ran my fingertips over all my intimate places. He was on me so fast I didn't see him move. His grip on my hips was painful and I gloried in his possession.
"You're playing with fire," he ground out through clenched teeth before he took my nipple into his mouth and suckled hard.
My body jerked and I gasped as heat shot through me and straight to my core. I arched into him and offered my body in a way that came so naturally I was shocked. My hands grasped his hair and I held on for dear life as he bit and sucked at my breasts till I was sure my vision was gone.
"Hayden," I gasped. "Oh my Hell. I need. . ."
"What do you need?" he demanded as his large hands cupped my ass and trapped my willing body against a huge, jeans-covered erection.
"You. I want you. All of you." I cried out as he pushed a strong thigh between my legs and pressed against the part of me that was on fire. I rocked against him as little shocks traveled through my body.
"Am I overdressed?" he asked as he bit and sucked at my lips.
"I don't know. Are you?" I shot back, unable to stop moving obscenely against his thigh.
"You tell me, Dixie. And tell me now, but know if I remove my clothes I will bury myself so deeply within your body you will feel me inside you for eternity."
My body stilled and I searched his eyes. It wasn't just the sex. It was him. I wanted him. I wanted to be with him and I wanted him to remember me if I died on Earth. Selfishly I wanted to experience making love with someone I loved in case I didn't come back.
"You're overdressed, Hayden—very overdressed."
His head fell back on his shoulders and the growl he made low in his chest sent me into a mini orgasm. I felt the loss of his thigh acutely, but I knew what was coming would be even better.
His clothes were gone in a flash and my excitement became tempered with fear. His erection was huge and all of a sudden I wasn't so bold anymore.
"I've never done this before," I blurted as he effortlessly picked me up and tossed me on my bed. "And I had no idea you were so, um. . .humongous and I don't think that's gonna fit, so maybe we should just go to third base."
He grinned evilly at me and my body spasmed in response. Why were the bad boys so freakin' hot?
"What did I tell you would happen if I took off my clothes?" His eyes were hooded and his erection stood at attention on his stomach.
"That I would feel you inside me for eternity," I whispered.
"Touch me," he said. "Feel what you do to me. I plan to have you and I promise after what I do to you, you will beg for me to take you—but if you want to stop, I will. I will stop at any point, Dixie. This is more than sex."
"Are we bonding?" I asked as I crawled across the bed to him. I wanted to touch him. I needed to. His beauty was like nothing I'd ever seen.
"No. Not until you do what you need to do on Earth, but I will make love to you tonight. I will mark you and I will make you mine."
"Will it hurt?" I asked and realized I didn't really care if a little pain was involved. The ache between my legs was becoming painful and the need to have him inside me was overwhelming.
"Possibly," he said as he took my hands and wrapped them around his cock. It was smooth as silk on the outside yet as hard as steel. "I'll try to go slow, but you completely undo me. Lie back and hold the headboard," he said.
"But I want to touch you."
"You will." His smile was positively sinful. "But the first time it's all about you."
If I'd been standing I'd have dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes. My body went liquid and my brain was functioning at half-speed.
I did as he instructed and he skimmed his hands over every part of my body, followed by his mouth. I writhed and moaned under his touch, which seemed to increase his need. His lips took mine in a crushing kiss and his hand slid between my legs. The heel of his palm pressed against my clit and I bucked and gasped. His sexy chuckle was almost my undoing, but he was just getting started.
"You are so beautiful," he said as his mouth made a trail from my lips to my neck.
As the pressure of his palm increased, his finger slipped inside me and the pleasure was intense. A second finger followed and I tightened in protest.
"Relax, Dixie. Let me in." His voice was hypnotic and I let my legs fall open. His head dropped to my breast and his lips trapped my nipple. His tongue ran lazy circles around the rock hard nub and my back arched trying to make him increase the pressure. He took the hint—happily. The harsh pull of his mouth on my breast sent me into meltdown and he pushed a third finger inside me. The burn from the stretch was obliterated by the fireworks his mouth was causing. Despite the pain I rocked almost violently against his hand. My brain said wait, but my body had other ideas. The sounds coming from him were the sexiest things I'd ever heard and my need for more skyrocketed.
It came on fast and it lasted a long time. I closed my eyes and screamed as my body detonated.
"Look at me," Hayden demanded. "I want to see you and I want you to see nothing but me."
My eyes blinked open and his smile was feral. Ohmyhellohmyhellohmyhell, this was the scariest, most amazing thing I'd ever experienced.
"More," he said gruffly as he slid down my still shaking body.
"More what?" I choked out. "I thought it was your turn now."
"Not until you come three more times. Then it's my turn."
"I might die," I told him honestly. "I'm pretty sure I just suffered brain damage during that one."
He threw back his head and laughed. I wanted to slap him and kiss him, but he had very different ideas. His mouth replaced his hand and I was sure my entire body blushed.
"Um. . .I don't know if you should…you know," I mumbled.
"Should do what, Dixie?"
"Well, that."
"This?" he asked as his tongue and teeth did things to me I didn't know were possible. My exhausted body was no longer exhausted and to my shock and his delight I wrapped my legs around his head. "You like?" he chuckled as he continued to rock my world.
"I like," I gasped as he sucked and I exploded for the second time in the space of fifteen minutes. I was certainly going to die at this rate, but it was a Hell of a way to go.
"Hayden, no more. I can't." I begged.
"You can and you will," he said softly before he went back to work.
"You're mean," I snapped as the motion of my hips belied my words.
He grinned and shrugged. "I'm very mean—very, very mean."
He was right. He was mean and I came three more times before he worked his way back up my trembling body. I should be dead or at the very least unconscious. I knew my voice was gone from all the screaming I did. Why wasn't I tired and how did my body want more?
"I do believe it's my turn now," he said as he took himself in hand and pressed the broad head of his cock inside me. "Are you sure you want this?" he asked through clenched teeth. The veins in his neck were taut and I knew it took all he possessed to show restraint. But he did—and it made me love the beautiful man even more than I did a moment ago.