Hellfire Crown (Underworld Bride Trials, #3)

by Meg Xuemei X

But the two refused to leave me, giving me a dirty look, as if I’d insulted them. “Seriously?” I snickered. “I’m a Morrigan, the descendant of a war goddess. I can kick a few tailed asses.”

Newman blinked, as did the dukes. “What harem?” they asked each other. Realization flashed in Loki’s darkened eyes. “How can you think that I have a harem?” he grated. “And you regret that you don’t?” I hissed, turning back to stab a rebel demon. “You’d prefer if I had a harem? What kind of mate are you?” he yelled at me and cleaved off Beelzebub’s left claw. Beelzebub howled in rage and cursed profusely. “The kind who will kill you if you take a harem,” I said coolly. Loki chuckled. “Try if you think I’m joking,” I said with a smile that was too sweet. “I know tons of ways to amuse a man.”

“Take care of your filthy tongue before I cut it out. Pay your respect when you address His Majesty. King Loki isn’t just Lucifer’s son; he’s also the son of Goddess Hel of Asgard, and thus the grandson of the Asgard God Loki, the God of Shapeshifters.”

“I took the bounty before I met Loki, your king, before I knew he was my mate.” I spread my arms to signify that this was the gist of the story, trying hard not to grasp my head to stop the pain. “I’m sorry.”

“Mated?” the Duke of Deception cried out, reacting a bit too late now. “Seriously mated! Your Majesty, you can’t take such a significant event so lightly.” “Yeah? Should I put it in the royal record with every detail?” Loki asked. “Or should I ask your permission before I sleep with my fated mate?”

“No more fucking questions!” Loki turned to shout at everyone in the room while he kept rocking me soothingly, wrapping me in his protection. “Don’t answer. Don’t even think about it. Now ease your mind, Bunny. I’m sorry I put you through this, but I’m here now. Shush, lean on me.” “Lady Tessa took a blood contract,” Zak said, regarding us with an incredulous look, as if he couldn’t wrap his mind around how Loki could get a mate. They used to be enemies.

“You stare at my cock like you never had it before,” he said roughly, his deep voice no longer as velvety as before. “It only makes me hornier. You want to play with it?” I licked my lips. “That depends.”

He ran a strong hand over his midnight hair. His lush eyelashes fluttered as he laughed, yet he was utterly predatory. His voice, dark and velvety, rolled off his tongue with a purr, which made my pussy walls tighten.

The only inconvenience was Tessa Morrigan. Loki kept darting his bedroom eyes at the cheap little whore in a black dress that was simple yet sexy. She hadn’t gone for an elaborate style like the other women in the ballroom. I could see why. She was expecting danger and battle at every turn. I spotted a few weapons strapped to her person under her gown, with the aid of my X-ray sight. I chuckled quietly to myself. Her antics were understandable after my powerful, twisted son had caged and played with her. But when I caught Loki eyeing the pretty little thing with longing, I dropped my amusement and hissed in displeasure.

Once Loki had me, once his mighty cock entered my sweet goddess hole, he’d want no one else. First things first, I had to remove her. I must snuff out the little whore to allow my plan to click into place. She’d fight tooth and nail. And she had the dark Morrigan power. But didn’t I love a little challenge? And it was always fun to plant doubts here and there. Seduction. Divide. Destroy. And conquer. The game started now.

“My king can detect any intruders in our realm,” said the Duke of Deception, “except for He-who-shall-not-be-named and the ones he has shielded.”

Voldemort? Lol