Terror at the Gates (Blood of Lilith, #1)

by Scarlett St. Clair

Beware the woman with many names, the maiden, the whore, the scarlet serpent. Beware the temptress who whispers in the dark. She is the beginning and the end. She is peace and chaos. She is terror knocking at the gates.

“We are living in a simulation!” he yelled. “The true gods are trapped beneath the mountain. They are knocking at the gates! Can’t you hear them? Can’t you hear them? Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!”

I glanced at Zahariev. “You’re such a daddy.” “You only get to call me that when you behave,” he said.

“The day I behave is the day you fuck me, Zahariev,” I said. “Two things that will never happen.”

“You want me to do something about it?” he asked. “You can’t,” I said. “Not without starting a war.” “I would go to war for you,” he said.

“I would go to war for you,” he said again. “I would fight endlessly to keep you if that’s what you wanted.”

“You are such a brat,” he said, his eyes locked on my lips. “I think you like it,” I said. I braced my hands against the bed, using the leverage to inch closer. “I think it makes you hard.” “I like it,” he said. “You know what makes me harder? When you obey.”

“You are such a fucking brat,” he said. “You like it,” I said. “I do,” he agreed, grasping my jaw and pulling me close. “But next time, I’m going to fuck you like I don’t.”