Lucifer (Brimstone Heat Book 1) (8 page)

Angie nodded. “I was too young at the time to know, but there was a serial killer targeting cops and their families. That night it was mom’s scream I heard as killer stabbed her to death. I remember hearing footsteps coming up the stairs, and I hid in the closet. I heard him come into my room, and then he opened the closet and turned on the light.”

“He found you?”

“No.” She shook her head. “I could see him, but he couldn’t see me.” She closed her eyes. “I could live to be a million years old, and I will still remember every detail of his face.”

“Why didn’t he see you?” Frown lines creased Lucifer’s forehead.

“A beautiful woman, who I had seen in my dreams, stepped out of the shadows just before the killer opened the door. She told me she was there to protect me, but I had to hold her hand and not let go. If I let go, then the bad man would see me. After he left, she held me while I cried for my parents, and she stayed with me until the police arrived.” Angie looked up at Lucifer. “She told me I was special and that I had to live.”

Lucifer paled slightly. “What did the woman look like?” he asked.

“I don’t know how tall she was, but she was dressed completely in black. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she has a soft, musical voice. She had huge green eyes…eyes just like yours.”

Lucifer buried his face in Angie’s neck. He knew who saved Angie from the killer. For the first time since he was a little boy, he cried, because his mother had managed to save his lifemate from death.

*****

For a long time after he stopped crying, he clung tightly to Angie, and she to him.

“Are you okay,” asked Angie as she touched his cheek.

“I just realized why my mother forced my father to kick me and my brothers out. I was so angry with them.” Lucifer kissed Angie. “The woman who saved you that night was my mother. She said you were special because you are my lifemate. She did everything in her power to make sure you lived. If she hadn’t have done what she did, you would have died that night, and we may never have meet.”

“I didn’t imagine the woman?” asked Angie.

“No, you didn’t.” He kissed her again. “That was my mother. She has the ability to use shadows as doorways.”

Angie blinked. “That night, while holding her hand, I saw my first aura. It was blacker than any black could be, because the man’s soul was that black with all the evil he had done in his life, and the evil that filled him.”

“And who’s was it?” asked Lucifer.

“Ted Whitley, the serial killer. He’s the one who murdered my parents. He is the face I will never forget.”

Lucifer leaned his forehead against Angie’s. “Mother must have passed the ability to you when she shielded you from him.”

“So it’s because of her I can tell if a human is evil or not, or whether the person is human or not.” Angie shook her head. “She saved my life and gave me a strange ability. I will have to thank her. The ability has saved me a few times from some not so good guys with some very dark auras.” She poked Lucifer in the chest with her finger. “So if you are not human, what are you?”

“I’m complicated,” said Lucifer.

“Then uncomplicate it and explain.”

“When my father met my mother, he knew immediately she was his lifemate. But her mother refused to accept him as her daughter’s lifemate. So my father kidnapped her and took her to his home. I believe there is a Greek legend based on the event.” Lucifer grinned at Angie.

She bit her bottom lip as she thought back on the Greek legends she had read in college. There was one that sounded familiar to what Lucifer described. She frowned. It couldn’t be! Her mouth dropped open as she stared at Lucifer.

“I see you’ve figured out who my parents are.”

“Hades and Persephone.  Hades, the ruler of Hell, is your dad. So, you and your brothers are the princes of Hell?”

“We’re more often referred to as the Four Horsemen.” Lucifer shrugged his shoulders.

“The Four Horsemen? As in the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?” She slipped him a guarded look. “The end of the world Four Horsemen?”

“Yeah, there’s that reference to us.” Lucifer shook his head. “That all started because of Ares and Thanatos got together with Eris and Famine and decided it would be fun to pretend to be the Four Horsemen of Hell. They started a few wars and caused a whole lot of other problems. They knew we would be blamed because of our reputations for being bad asses.  It was a huge mess.”

Angie stared at him. She started giggling.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

“Do I need to worry about eating pomegranate seeds while I’m staying here with you?” she asked between fits of giggles.

“I’m telling you about the Horsemen reputation, and you’re worried about eating pomegranate seeds.” Lucifer laughed and held her tight against him. “You don’t have to worry about those things. You’re already trapped. You’re my lifemate, and I’m never letting you go, because I already love you.” He captured her lips with his, and Angie forgot about everything but the man she was kissing.

Lucifer laid back and rolled his body until Angie was lying on her back. He broke the kiss and propped himself up on his arm next to her. “You are mine,” he said as he stared down at her.

Angie stared up into Lucifer’s green eyes, only to see her own desire reflected back at her. She smiled and shook her head. “I’m not yours yet.”

Lucifer raised an eyebrow.

“You have on too many clothes.” She smiled.

“And you don’t?”

“Half of my clothes are gone, and you’re getting a good bit of a peepshow.” She shook her breasts.

Lucifer rolled off the bed. His eyes darkened. He waved his hand over Angie and said a few ancient words, causing the rest of her clothes to disappear. “You were saying?”

“So not fair,” said Angie as she looked down at her naked body. “What about your clothes?”

Lucifer slowly pulled up his shirt, reveal his stomach and chest tiny bit by tiny bit to Angie, until he had it completely off. The wadded piece of material went flying across the room. He unfastened his jeans with the same slow precision he had used with his shirt.

Angie stared at his broad chest. Her eyes followed the sprinkling of hair down his chiseled stomach until it disappeared under the waistband of the jeans. She licked her lips. “I honestly don’t remember what I was saying,” she said breathlessly. Raw desire snaked its way through her body. She felt the moisture between her legs.

In seconds, his jeans were gone from his body. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs apart. Lucifer kissed one ankle and then the other. “For centuries, I prayed to whoever would listen and bring you to me. When the loneliness and despair were the worse, I longed to hold you in my arms and to feel your arms around me.”

Angie trembled. She watched Lucifer inch his way onto the bed and between her legs. He kissed the back of one knee and then the other just as he had done to her ankles. Liquid heat flowed through her veins. “I’m here now,” she whispered.

Lucifer kissed and nibbled his way up her inner thigh. “And I’m never letting you go. Heaven help anyone who tries to take you away from me or harm you, because there will be Hell to pay.”

His declaration should have frightened her, but instead it sent a shiver down her spine and straight to her pussy. At that moment he leaned down and licked the lips of her pussy, sending her muscles into a sensuous spasm.

Angie gasped for air as he parted her folds and slowly kissed and teased her clit with his tongue.

“So wet for me,” he whispered. “What do you want?”

Angie focused on his touch and then his words. She looked at him with desire filled eyes. “I want you inside me. I want you to teach me to be a lover…to be your lover.”

Lucifer stared at her as he grasped the meaning of her words. “You’ve never been with a man before?”

Angie’s skin flushed as she shook her head. “I’ve always known there was someone waiting for me. I took care of my needs myself. The thought of anyone else touching me didn’t feel right.” She closed her eyes, embarrassed and not knowing what else to say or do.

“Look at me.”

Angie felt his hand caressing the side of her face. Slowly she opened her eyes.

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You are giving me the most precious gift a woman can give her lifemate.” He captured her lips with his as he stroked her clit with his thumb. Suddenly two fingers pushed into her pussy. Her muscles clamped down and she arched her hips up toward him. He pulled out his fingers and thrust into her again. “Is this what you want?”

“I want you. I want you inside me. I need you.” She knew she was begging, but she didn’t care. She was aching with desire and need, and there was only one person who could relieve it.

Lucifer pulled his fingers out of her. He positioned himself between her legs with his the head of his cock resting against her opening.  “Look at me, my beautiful Angie. Look directly into my eyes.”

Angie opened her eyes and stared into Lucifer’s.

Slowly, he guided his huge cock into her. Inch by inch he pushed in and then held still, letting her body adjust to his invasion. Her muscles were gripped and tightened around him. He pulled back just a little and pushed deeper into her.

“Please,” Angie begged. I need you…all of you. Now.” She pushed against him.

Lucifer pulled almost completely out of her, causing her to whimper. “Angie Gunner, you are the other half of my soul. You are my lifemate, my friend, my lover, and one day the mother of my children. I claim you as all of that and more. You are mine to love and protect from now to eternity.”

“And I claim you as mine from now until eternity,” said Angie.

Lucifer thrusted deep into her core, and then pulled almost out and did it again. Each thrust of his cock sent him deeper into Angie.

She felt the tip of his cock touch the opening to her womb. She arched her hips toward him, encouraging him deeper and harder into her. She tilted slightly to her right, and his cock caressed the sensitive spot hidden deep in her. Each caress drover her desires higher until she shattered and shook. Angie screamed his name as her orgasm swept over her.

Lucifer continued to thrust deep into her until he found his release, and shouted her name as he came.

His hot cum coated Angie’s womb, marking her and her soul.  She belonged to him, and he to her.

Still deep inside her, Lucifer captured her lips with his. “I love you,” he said when his lips parted from hers.

Angie smiled up at him. “I love you, my lifemate.”

“I need clothes,” said Angie, two days later, as she stood in front of the dryer. “I can’t keep washing this one set over and over. In fact, I really just want to burn them.”

Lucifer stepped behind Angie and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I can arrange for that to happen,” he whispered in her ear.

“And then what would I wear?” Angie looked up at him over her shoulder.

His eyes twinkled. “Though I prefer you naked, seeing you in my shirts is a good alternative.” He slid his hand under the shirt and cupped her mound. Slowly, he slid a finger back and forth over the lips of her pussy. “Especially when you aren’t wearing anything under them.”

Angie moaned.  Her muscles quivered in anticipation. They had spent the last two days making love, and it wasn’t enough. She wanted him here and now, even though they were in the small laundry room.

Another hand slid over her rounded stomach and up to her large, heavy breasts. Lucifer teased first one nipple then the other. “Do you want me?” he whispered in her ear.

She felt his cock pressing against her backside. A tremor of desire rushed through her. “Yes, I want you inside me.” She leaned back, her head resting on his chest. “I need you, my lifemate.” Her voice was husky and low.

Lucifer pushed his fingers between the lips of her pussy. He brushed her sensitive clit driving her wild with desire as he held her tight against his body. He thrust two of his fingers deep inside her. “Is this what you want?”

“Yes!  No!” Her muscles clamped down on his fingers as he stroked her core. The pleasure was intense, but she wanted more.

“Which is it?” he asked as he continued stroking her.

“I need your cock buried deep in me. I want to feel you as you take me hard.”

Lucifer growled. He pulled his fingers out of her. “Lean on the dryer.” He used his legs to make her spread hers, opening her body to him. “Is this what you need?” He pressed the broad head of his cock at her entrance.

She tried pushing back to impale herself on him, but he held her still, not letting her move. “Please,” she begged.

“Is this what you want, my beautiful lifemate?” His voice was thick with desire.

“Yes!” she screamed.

With one quick thrust, Lucifer was completely inside her. He pulled out and thrust into her again. Her muscles tightened around his cock, and he knew he would never tire of the feel of his lifemate. He set a hard and fast pace, thrusting hard and deep into her. He felt her shudder as the first tremors of her release claimed her. “That it, my love. Give me your release.”

A wave of pure ecstasy crashed over her as her release took hold of her body. She screamed his name as he continued thrusting deep into her. A second wave of rapture swept over her as he cried out his release and coated her womb with his hot seed.

Angie felt her legs quiver, but Lucifer kept her tight against him, keeping her safe in his arms as they rode out the last tremors of their lovemaking. He made a couple of slow, leisurely thrusts with his cock, causing her to moan with pleasure.

“Is it always going to be like this?” she asked as he pulled her body up against his.

He nuzzled her neck. “If my parents are any example, our passion and desires will only grow more intense as time passes.”

“My only regret is pushing you away for so long,” whispered Angie.

“No regrets. We are together now.” He peppered her neck and shoulders with kisses.

The dryer dinged.

Both Angie and Lucifer started laughing.

“That was kind of anti-climatic.” Angie knew she was blushing.

Lucifer withdrew from her body. He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. He turned on the water in the shower. As soon as it was warm he stepped in with his lifemate still in his arms. Slowly, he put her down, letting her slide the length of his body. “That was just the beginning,” he said as he turned her to face him. Lucifer captured her lips with his, and Angie felt her desire reigniting like a wildfire.

In minutes, the shower steamed up with more than just the hot water.

*****

Angie grimaced as she pulled her clothes out of the dryer. “I really have to go get my clothes and some other things from my house. After I get some different clothes, then you can burn these because I absolutely hate them, and I never want to see them again. Don’t forget to take the bra and panties when you take the others.” She shook the shirt and jogging pants at Lucifer.

Lucifer leaned against the doorframe and watched her dress. “You need to move all of your stuff here. I don’t want us living apart.”

“If the past couple of days are any indicator, we would survive apart.” She grinned at him. “I don’t want to live apart from you either. But…”

“But what?” he asked.

“I have two or three small problems.” She shrugged her shoulders. It was so nice to be able to move her arm and shoulder without being reminded of the bullet wound. “First, there is no way we can move all my stuff, so I just want to get the essentials. You know…my clothes, mementos and keepsakes, and my laptop. As for the rest, we will have to figure out what to keep and what to donate, and then hire movers. I’m not lugging that stuff in and out of houses.”

“That sounds like a good plan. But instead of hiring movers, I’ll just call my brothers, and we can move the stuff you want to keep.”

“No argument?” asked Angie.

He shook his head. “No argument.”

“What if I want to change some stuff here?” She gestured the house.

Lucifer grinned. “You can change anything you want. If you want the house to be a little bigger, just let me know what you want and I will make it happen.”

“Are you being for real, or did you hit your head while we were in the shower?” Angie stared at him, wondering why he was being so agreeable. “I mean, you don’t have a concussion or brain trauma?”

He shook his head. “You are my lifemate and I just want you happy. So what else is there that you have a concern about?”

She plunked her hands on her hips. “I still have issues with you being a cop. I know that’s your job, and I’m not saying you need to quit.”

“Then what are you saying?” He pushed himself off the doorframe.

“I need you to be careful. If you die because you are a cop, I am going to be extremely upset and pissed off. And then I’m going to make a special trip to Hell just to get your soul, and I’m going to torture you for leaving me all alone.” She stomped up to him and poked him in the chest with her finger. “Do you hear me?”

Lucifer laughed. “I don’t think Dad will be too happy if you just come and take one of his souls. He’s kind of funny about people stealing his stuff.”

Angie raises her eyebrows at him. “Do I look like I care what he or anyone else thinks? If you don’t want me making him mad, then you had better not die. Because as far as I’m concerned, your soul is now my property. It belongs to me and me alone. And if you die on me, you are in some really big trouble.”

“You don’t have to worry about me dying.” He caressed her face with the back of this hand. “I’m immortal. I can’t die.”

Angie wrinkled her nose at him. “Well, at least two problems are solved.”

“There’s another problem?”

“Well, yeah!” She rolled her eyes at him. “How are you going to feel about being mated to an old, wrinkled woman? I’m not immortal. I’m human. Humans tend to grow old and die.”

“You won’t grow old and wrinkled,” laughed Lucifer.

“Just laugh it up. It may be funny to you, but it’s not funny to me.”

“Baby,” he captured her face between his hands. “When I claim you, you will gain the ability to live a very long time.” He kissed her nose and grinned at her. “You are stuck with me…as in stuck with me for eternity, if I have my way.”

“Seriously? Angie’s eyes widened. “You’re not joking, are you?” She was worried their time together would be limited to a very short number of years. In fact the very thought of it really sucked.

“I wouldn’t joke about something like this. You and I will have an extremely long life together, and maybe even some children to drive us crazy. I think my mom cursed me and my brothers a time or two.” Lucifer wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. “When I told you you’re mine, and I’m keeping you for eternity, I meant it.”

Relief flowed through Angie. She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her cheek against his chest. “She cursed you just a time or two?”

“Well…maybe a few more times,” said Lucifer.

Angie looked up at him. “Just a few more times?” She raised an eyebrow. “I’ve got a feeling you aren’t telling me the truth, are you?”

He grinned like a little kid. “I didn’t want to scare you away with the fact that she cursed me probably once a week. She said something about having boys who were worse than we were.”

“That does not sound very good, especially for me.” She shook her head.

“I wasn’t that bad.”

“Yeah, I have a feeling it’s going to be one of those ‘keep telling yourself that’ numbers.” Angie rolled her eyes.

He hugged her tight. “Now, let’s go get your stuff.”

“Okay.” Angie stood on her tip toes and kissed him. “But I’m so going to have a talk with your mom about cursing you. I don’t think she realized she just might be babysitting those boys. And when we get back you need to explain what your version of claiming entails.”

“My version of claiming?” asked Lucifer.

“Yeah, your version. Gracie told me how wolves claim their mates. I think she was hoping I would mate with one of the wolves in the pack,” said Angie.

“You are not mating any wolf, or any shifter for that matter.” Lucifer’s eyes turned black.

“Not possessive, are you?” Angie kissed him again.

Lucifer hugged her tight. “You have not seen possessive yet. You are mine, and when I claim you there will be absolutely no doubt. When we get back from your house, I will explain what will happen when I claim you.”

“I’m holding you to it,” said Angie.

Lucifer grinned. “The sooner we get done retrieving you stuff, the sooner we get back.”

*****

Lucifer stared at the house. He turned and looked at Angie. “I still can’t believe this is where you were living? What were you thinking?” He shook his head. The house was small and narrow. At some point it had been painted white, but now what little paint left was severely chipped and peeling. Gray weathered boards stuck out everywhere.

Angie shrugged her shoulders. “It was cheap. Besides, the inside isn’t that bad. You don’t see that many shotgun houses anymore.”

“Compared to what? Remember, I’ve seen the inside, and it’s not that much better.” Lucifer shook his head as he got out of the SUV and walked around and opened her door. “My biggest regret is not following through with my original thoughts when I first met you.”

“And what was that?” asked Angie as she got out of the vehicle.

“Throw you over my shoulder, and take you straight home and to my bed.”

Angie looked up at him. “And I would have fought you.”

“Not for long,” he said smugly.

“Oh, you think so?” Angie poked his chest with her finger. “You sound a little overconfident.

He tilted her head up and brushed her lips with his causing her to whimper. “I know so.” He winked at her. “After a couple of hours, you would have been love with me and wanting me to touch you all over.”

She snorted. “You are so full of yourself. I guess we will never know if it would have happened that way, or if I would have wiggled my way out of your hands.” She winked at him and walked around him and up the steps. “Do you have my keys?”

“Right here.” He reached around her to unlock the door, but the door opened as soon as he touched it. The door frame on the inside was shattered. Someone had kicked open the door and just pulled it shut when they left. Lucifer pulled Angie away from the door. “Go get into the SUV and wait for me.”

“Someone broke into my house. There is no way I’m staying out here by myself. That is so not a good idea, and so not happening.” Angie shook her head.

“Don’t argue with me.”

“Someone broke into my house. There is no way I’m staying out here by myself.” Angie shook her head.

“Don’t argue with me.”

“I’m not arguing. I’m telling you that I am not staying out here by myself. I don’t care if it’s standing right here or waiting in the truck. I’m much safer with you than I am by myself.” Angie wrapped her arms around herself. “Haven’t you ever watched a horror movie? The female sent to a safe place is the first one who gets killed by the bad guy. So. Not. Happening. Today.”

“Fine! Stay behind me.” He shook his head. “You are not watching anymore horror movies.”

Angie shrugged her shoulders. “If you say so, but it’s so not happening.”

Lucifer pulled his gun and pushed the door open. “This is the police. Come out with your hands up.” He listened for any sounds. Hearing nothing, he slowly stepped into the house.

Angie looked around him and gasped. The living room was trashed. Furniture was overturned. Cushions were ripped. The walls were riddled with holes. “It looks like someone put either their fist or the foot through the wall. I hope they broke a few bones while they were doing it.”