L U C I F E R [18+]

THREE

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When Evangeline stepped through the hole, she didn't know what to expect but what she saw was definitely not what she had envisioned.

It was a throne room of sorts, gold lining the pale walls with velvet drapes framing large windows. White marble pillars stood strong across the length of the room; it was lined with angels, all dressed in black, similar to the one that had guided her on her journey here; they were all inked with either silver or gold in their skin, the symbols varying between them. At the far end of the room were a set of heavy double doors and opposite that, right in front of where she stood, was a throne.

Sitting on the velvet lined seat was a hulking figure.

Evangeline was taken by his beauty. He was massive, three times the size of herself even though she was just about six foot. His skin was black and inked in gold symbols similar to the other angels but they were different. They were jagged and raised, as if he were marked unwillingly; Evangeline realized that he was not inked but marred with gold ink, the symbols etched into his skin telling his story and she was curious to find out what that was.

Dressed in a fitted black shirt tucked into a pair of equally black slacks, the man stood. His hair was dreaded and pulled back, putting his chiseled face on display as his unnerving red eyes pierced through a stunned Evangeline. His full lips pulled into a threatening grin as he approached the timid girl.

"So you're the temptress," he chuckled.

Evangeline was taken aback by how unusually deep his voice was. She barley heard the words he spoke as the baritone shocked her back into reality. His presence was suffocating but she was beyond attracted to this man. Heat pooped between her thighs as her lips split into a natural, sultry smile. 

"Hello," she greeted placidly, stretching on her tip-toes to accentuate her long legs.

She was thoroughly pleased as his eyes fell to them, taking in her form with a predatory gaze as he watched her seductive act closely.

Something inside her head told her not to play this game with him, she would only get burned. But the way he looked at her was so familiar, as if he had known her forever. She wanted to see how far she could push until he pushed back. Evangeline wanted to know where she would end up and hoped it would be his bed.

"And who might you be?" She asked flirtatiously, batting her lashes.

Though he towered over her relatively tiny body, she danced around him effortlessly, smoothing her hand over the hard planes of his chest with a cheeky grin. His fingers curled around her wrist in an instant, twisting her arm painfully behind her back; she was pinned against his muscles body with no where to go.

The power that radiated from him heated Evangeline's skin as she allowed him to hold her in that compromising position. He brushed Evangeline's hair back, exposing her décolletage for his own viewing pleasure. Her breathing had quickened and the organ in her chest beat rapidly against its confines, causing Evangeline physical pain.

"Hades, Satan, Supay, Erlik, Mot, Mictlantecuhtli, Yama," he answered, pressing his lips against her thudding pulse.

She could feel him smile against her skin as she gasped softly. She wasn't surprised that she was in the presence of the devil, she knew she wouldn't end up in heaven. What did startle her though, was the way he looked at her as if he knew exactly who she was and what she was thinking, the way he touched her was so familiar; Evangeline was no stranger to seduction, she was practically the embodiment of it- but him- she couldn't explain it. Even before he had touched her, just his presence alone was arousing.

Feeling brave, she pushed up against him. His free hand slid over the silk covering her stomach, holding her tighter as she moaned quietly.

"Which one should I scream when my legs are wrapped around you?" She smirked.

He snickered, his tongue tracing her jaw.

"You'll come to learn that all the angels under my rule have a job," he spoke lowly in her ear. Evangeline shuddered, goosebumps rising on her skin as the hand holding her arm spun her around. The hand from her stomach now gripping her ass with the other clasped around her throat and part of her jaw. "Every angel is to influence the living to sin; greed, crime, lust. And you, Evangeline-" he rested his hands just below her ass.

Evangeline squealed in surprise as he lifted her effortlessly, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist to keep her balance. "-you will be a succubus."

"That's nice and all, but my legs are wrapped around you and I still don't know what name I'm supposed to scream," Evangeline teased, tracing a manicured nail along his jaw.

The devil grinned, like only he could. It caused her blood to run cold and sent delicious chills down her spine, his lips hovered right above hers as he looked into her eyes.

"Lucifer."