Free Lucien's Hell Bound Angel (Hell Bound Series) by Cyndi Harris Page B

before turning and slinking from the room.
    Exhaling furiously, Athena began to pace. How dare he use her for food then slink away when his “girlfriend” interferes?! She had half the mind to storm into the next room and execute both of them! Ok, maybe not both—Lucien couldn’t be harmed, but boy oh boy Delilah could. And after tearing her a new asshole, she’d drag the girl clear from her house and be done with her. Ripping her to shreds sounded like the best idea, especially since she interrupted what was blossoming between them.
    Storming from the room, she headed down the hall and ended up at her guestroom. Nudging it open, she saw Lucien and Delilah in a lip lock. Her heart sank as Lucien spotted her. Before he could say a word, Athena hauled from the room.
    “Get off of me.” He replied shoving Delilah to the side, leaving her stunned.
    Running down the hall, he headed to Attie’s room. Opening the door, he saw her eyes dart to him infuriated.
    “How dare you use me like that?!” she shouted.
    “It’s not what you think.” He made clear.
    “Oh really? What do I think?” she asked folding her arms over her chest.
    Opening his mouth, he stared at her cluelessly before closing it again.
    “Exactly what I thought.” She sneered.
    “I should kill you right now.” She insisted manifesting a gun in her left hand.
    Aiming it at him, he growled. Threatening him seemed to become her sheer specialty.
    “I get it. But you offered—I said I was sorry if I hurt you!” He shouted.
    “Are you just that heartless?” she asked exasperated.
    Wrinkling a brow he shrugged. “So sorry isn’t good enough?”
    “Let me spell it out for you!” she shouted and he stood quietly.
    “You drain me of life and then drop me the moment your little hussy comes calling?! I’m enough for you to drink from, but not enough to—to—” and he growled as he darted over to her and shoved her into the wall, holding her there.
    “To what?” he questioned through bare teeth.
    Staring him dead in the eyes, she tried to squirm, but his grip was too tight. His solid body pressed to hers was exhilarating. Had she not been totally pissed and disgusted with him, she would have enjoyed it.
    “Get off of me you heathen!” she barked.
    “That’s the last time you call me that!” he roared gripping her hair and tugging it back as she grimaced in pain.
    “You want the truth?!” he barked as she kept her glare locked on his.
    “I’m half Incubus.”
    “So?” she sneered still pushing against him and feeling his cock against her.
    “So?! So blood and sex go hand in hand. I can’t have one without the other.” He said truthfully.
    “So you just use me then go fuck her?” she asked irate.
    “No. Look—” he said easing up his grip.
    “This…” he said moving her hand down to his throbbing cock. “is for you.”
    Her body trembled as she swallowed hard.
    “But I’m sure you have no interest in sleeping with me.” He finished, letting her go.
    She was breathless and flush, but he couldn’t tell because he’d turned his back to her. All she could do was think of his sultry taste. He tasted of the fiery pit that spit him out—cinnamon , passion, and chipotle rolled into one. Grabbing his hand, she tugged him toward her and pressed her mouth to his without another thought. Slamming into him, he wrapped his arms around her waist and stumbled back. Falling onto the bed, Athena giggled as she looked down at him. Seeing her smile put him at ease and if he were capable of smiling, he would have.
    At least he knew she wanted to be on top of him. Kissing her once more, he didn’t give her time to rethink her actions. There was no way he was letting her out of his grasps this time. The way her body ground against his made his blood blister. It was definitely way better than any dream he cooked up about her. The smell of her alone was enough to hook him in. Slipping his tongue back in her mouth, he tasted her this time. Really