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“Such a good girl,” he groaned. I hated him, but the way he called me a good girl made me swell with unwanted pride. I didn’t want to be good for him, but I felt a sick sense of accomplishment for having pleased him.
“Next time I get the urge to please you, fucking let me or I’ll drown you in my come,” he whispered.
“I know we’re in hell, but it doesn’t have to be all fire and brimstone. It doesn’t always have to burn.” “Maybe it’s not burning you, Alex, but I’m on fire.” He rested his chin on my chest. “I can’t give you heaven, but I can make hell feel good sometimes.” “That sounds like a devil’s bargain.”
“You’re shaking up everything I’ve ever known. Tearing apart decades of conditioning. It’s fucking terrifying. Feeling things is worse than feeling nothing at all.”
“I disagree. If we become numb to everything, we lose our humanity. We’re reduced to something small and insignificant.”
“The Man would be rolling in his grave if he heard you talk like that.” “That may be true, but our mother would be proud, and the devil’s disappointment doesn’t mean nearly as much as an angel’s pride.”
A beautiful girl like her could have gotten anyone she wanted, but she was choosing the demon that lurked in her nightmares. The demon who became her nightmare. She somehow threw a cape on me in her mind and thought I had saved her from the horror I put her in.
People will wonder how I could lie with a demon, but demons are only fallen angels, and Alex fell pretty fucking hard. He was just willing to stand up again and live up to his name.
