Lucifer’s Daughter(27)

That made me feel a little guilty; should I have reciprocated? I still couldn"t believe he"d kept his word. He"d pleasured me, while respecting my vow of no sex.

The only thing that nagged me was the thought I"d broken my vow, even without the penetration.

Semantics perhaps, but it bothered me. Did I love Auric? If he"d tried to fuck me, would I have let him?

The answer scared me.





Chapter Six


I finally managed to fall asleep, with a million questions still running through my mind, Auric"s presence gave me erotic dreams, where I did naughty things to him. In the midst of a particularly gymnastic feat, I was abruptly awoken by a shout.

Crap, my father had arrived. I looked in the bed beside me and found it empty. My initial reaction? Relief. Auric had left after all. Quickly followed by disappointment. I couldn"t believe he"d just left like that. Then I had a horrifying thought. What if Auric had stayed, and now faced an irate king of Hell?

I scrambled out of bed and took only a second to yank on my pants, then I sped out to the living room. I skidded to a stop when I saw my dad stood alone.

My body relaxed as a lot of anxious tension eased out of me. Saved–for the moment, that is.

“Satana Muriel Baphomet, just what have you been up to?” Satan asked in a quiet, controlled voice.

Oh-oh, trouble. So, of course, I played dumb. Never admit to anything „til you find out just what the other party knows. “What do you mean, Daddy, dearest?” I said, abruptly sitting down on Auric"s leather duster, trying to cover it while mentally panicking. He hadn"t left after all which meant...

My eyes strayed to the closed bathroom door and the muted sound of the shower running. I had to get my father out of here quickly, before Auric came out, or there would be hell to pay, literally.

“Don"t act dumb with me,” the lord of the pit said in that still-quiet tone. “I know you had a man here last night, Charon told me.” His face then broke out into a delighted smile. “You finally did it! So who"s the lucky chap?”

Damn, Dad thought I"d finally gotten deflowered. This could be awkward. “Not so fast, Dad.

Yes, a man did stay over last night, but nothing happened. We just talked.” And he gave me the wickedest orgasm ever, but some things you just didn"t tell your father.

Lucifer"s brows shot up. “What? You talked. Where is this idiot? I"m going to have a talk with him about defiling my daughter. Maybe he needs pointers.”

“Dad!” I squealed. “That is so gross. And he doesn"t need any help. I told you not „til I"m in love. Now, do you mind changing subjects? This is so none of your business.” Not to mention mortifying.

“I"m your father, everything about you is my business.”



“Not this,” I muttered through clench teeth. The bathroom door thankfully stayed shut, the sound of the shower still evident. Which kind of surprised me. For a guy determined to protect me, Auric didn"t seem too observant. Like, hello, biggest demon of all in my living room. I needed to get my mind back on track. “Dad, Charon was telling me last night that there"s an uprising going on.”

“Bah,” he said scoffing. “I squash a dozen of those a week. This one"s just taking a little longer than usual. However, I do need you to be a little more careful. Apparently, these applicants to eternal torture seem to think they can hurt me by killing you. Rubbish, of course, but I thought you should know.”

I smiled. Dad hated public displays of affection. “Ridiculous, I know,” I said.

“Yes, well, if you need any guards, I can spare a couple. Not that I care about your well-being or anything,” he said gruffly, not looking at me.

“No need, Dad. You keep them in Hell. I"ve got it covered over here. Which reminds me, you do know Azazel has jumped the fence and is helping your opponent, right?”

Lucifer"s face darkened. “Traitor! And after all I"ve done for him. I"ll reserve a special punishment for him.”

“Very good,” I said, suddenly panicking as the sound of the shower halted. “Well, if that was all, you should get back over there. You know, crush a few spirits, and all that.”

Satan frowned at me. “Muriel, are you trying to get rid of me?”

“Me?” I said opening my eyes wide. “Don"t be silly.”

The king of Hell looked at me suspiciously, but I kept smiling brightly. Finally, he let out a sigh.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” he said suddenly, snapping his fingers. “You are so grounded,” he boomed, loud enough the picture frames on the wall shook.

“What?” I squeaked. “Why?”