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Her brow pinched.“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Being fucked by a legion and their three entities can no doubt be ...intense.”He didn’t get the impression that it had been too much for her, but he wanted the verbal confirmation—as did his inner demons.
Her dismissive expression waved away his concern.“I’m good.”
Satisfied, Luka accepted that with a slight nod.His inner entities settled, though they weren’t surprised by her response.
He withdrew his cock slowly, knowing it wouldn’t be long before he was back inside her.He rolled to his side, placing his hand on her belly.
Her gaze seemed to sharpen with remembrance.“Was it Belial that branded me?”
“Yes.”
“What does the mark look like?”
He peered down and blinked in surprise.Humor plucking at him, he invited, “See for yourself.”
“I will in a minute.Not sure I can lift my head yet.”She nibbled on her lower lip.“Thatotherthing it did ...you know, where it made me come just by putting a hand on my stomach?Allfourof you can do that?”
“Yes.”
“Gotta admit, that’s a little unnerving.It makes me wonder what else you can all do.You won’t ever do that to me in public, right?”
He frowned.“Me?No.”He paused a beat.“Belial might, though.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
She pulled a face.“I think it would be best if you told it not to ever do that.”
The entity snorted at that, finding her quite entertaining.“Belial does as it pleases a lot of the time,” Luka said, sweeping a hand over the brand on her stomach.
“You look amused.Why?What did that damn demon do?”She lifted her head, and her face went slack.“What the hell is this?”
He shrugged one shoulder.“Belial wanted to leave bruises and welts on you, but you said no to being whipped.So it ...improvised.”And it was rather smug about it.She now had what looked like welts criss-crossed over each other, overlaid by gray bruises.
She glared at him.“This isn’t funny.”
“I’m not laughing.”
“Youwantto.Which is quite frankly confusing.It doesn’t at all bother you that your demon so boldly branded me?”
“Why would it?”He slowly pushed his fingers inside her, humming as her slick pussy clenched them tight.“This” —he swirled his fingers—“is all the fuck mine for the next few months.Seeing my entities’ brands on you won’t bother me any.”
“And ifmydemon decides to return the favor?”
Luka pursed his lips.“I suppose turnabout is fair play.”
CHAPTER SIX
A light blaring sound filled the room a week later, slashing right through Naomi’s concentration.She blinked, taking a mental step back from her work.Cell phone alarm, she realized.
Whenever she let her creative side free, she lost all sense of time.Loud-ass alarms were essential or she’d struggle to snap out of her zone.In this instance, it was a reminder that she needed to get ready for her shift at the pizzeria.
Grimacing in disappointment, she set down her paint palette and brush.The tarp spread out over the hardwood floor made a crackling sound beneath her feet as she walked over to where her phone rested on the windowsill.She tapped the screen, switching off the alarm.
Her arm a little tired, she rolled her stiff shoulder with a low groan.Though she’d much rather keep painting, it was likely best that she was forced to take a break.
