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Everyone in this book is a bisexual slut. So this goes out to all the bisexual sluts.
“What, and miss out on getting stabbed by the hottest woman alive?” Riff shook his head. “Yeah right. He’s gonna be jacking off to the memory of this for a while.”
Raff matched my crazed grin with one of his own. “Is that supposed to scare us? Carve your love note onto our cocks. It will be a pretty sight watching it disappear inside you when we fuck you.”
“Careful, girl. This one gets off on threatsss,” Lollie hissed. She kicked him in the shin, sending him to his knees so that he was kneeling in front of her, then placed the heel of her boot on his forehead.
"I would have let you do it in the haunt, but I couldn’t stand the thought of you being the last thing they ever saw."
“Good boy,” the demoness practically sing-songed. “Now swallow.”
“If you want to come, beg your god, girl.”
endearing way they sometimes did. “I l–love it…” My voice came out strained and swollen with pleasure. I wasn’t sure what I was referring to exactly, the new stage name or the fact that I had a freaking tentacle made of shadows stuffed up my pussy and my ass. Either way, it was an appropriate answer.
“The darkness inside me is desperate to taste you, Little Demon.”
"Come on, Little Demon. Don't you ever dream about the monsters under the bed crawling out to fuck you stupid?”
"I am not a praying demon because who the fuck would I pray to? Me? Lesser gods? But I'm going to pray that I don't ruin you."
A drug potent enough to bring a god to their knees.
“Look at you. What a perfect little finger puppet you make.”
“Eyes on me, fuck toy. While you’re in my bed, between my legs, I am your god.”
My mouth began to water with the urge to get on my knees before her and worship her.
“He’s not coming,” Riff said, grinning up at me—a kiss away. “We’re your gods now.”
“Scream your release, whore queen. Scream so loud your god can hear what we’re doing to you.”
“You get me closer to god.”
“Beautiful. I’ve lived a thousand lives, and I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in any of them.”
“I… I don’t care. Fuck me to death if you have to. Al–Alistair can find me in Hell and bring me back.” My lips split with a filthy smile. “Then we can do it all over again— Ah!”
“If they win, if the world burns, I’ll come looking for you in the ashes.”