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bullshit.”
    His gaze snapped to Samael, the vehemence with which his cousin said the words, momentarily taking him aback. “What?”
    “You heard me. That’s bullshit if you think Lilith doesn’t love you, and you know it. You can fool yourself into thinking you had the power to drag her back here, but you’d be just that—a fool. Lilith is the Queen of the Damned, and as powerful as you. If she didn’t want to come back, there would have been nothing you could have done to force her. Have you ever wondered why she never divorced you, why even now she lies twisted in your bed sheets?”
    Samael’s expression turned smug. “You need to ask yourself, why after all this time she welcomed you so eagerly back into her arms? And don’t try to deny it. I can smell the scent of her and sex all over you.”
    Lucifer quirked his brow, biting back a small grin at the image of Lilith spread out before him as he devoured her pussy. He had no doubt Samael could smell her all over him. His cousin had probably caught her scent the moment Lucifer had walked into the dining hall.
    “Lilith is here because she loves you, because she wants to save your marriage as much as you do. But you don’t have to listen to me, just ask her. Ask her why she came back. I think you’d be surprised by her answer.”
    Lucifer stared at his cousin, his brow wrinkled. Samael seemed so sure of Lilith’s feelings for him, but he hadn’t seen her earlier, hadn’t seen the derision on her face when she’d barged into his chambers. If she’d ever loved him, she didn’t now. And no matter what Samael said, the only reason why Lilith had come back was because he’d given her no choice.
     
    * * * *
     
    Despite myth and rumour, there was a day and night in Hell, and by the time Lucifer pushed inside his chambers, the moon was just climbing into the sky.
    He saw her instantly, stretched out on his bed, her naked limbs twisted in the scarlet sheets. Silver light streamed through his window, a breeze rustling the curtains. The moonlight caressed her sienna skin like a lover’s hand, her silky cloud of raven hair shimmering beneath the iridescent light.
    He stood there, transfixed by the sight of her. It felt right to see her in his bed again. She belonged there, when no other woman had. He’d never been able to spend the night with any other woman but her, his mind and body restless except when she was next to him.
    Lucifer slipped beneath the sheets, tensing when she rolled over in her sleep and instinctively settled into his arms. He embraced her, even as his throat tightened. He closed his eyes, listening to the gentle thud of her heartbeat and her muffled snores. For the first time since she’d left him a year ago, he slept through the entire night, his mind and body at peace.
     
    * * * *
     
    Lilith’s eyelids fluttered open, the blinding rays of sunlight filtering through the window to bathe the room in a burnished glow. She yawned, stretching lazily, but stilled at the warmth curling in her belly. She moaned, her back arching even as she reached for him.
    The room may have been unfamiliar, and she may have awoken disoriented, but only one person could awaken her passion in an instant with a single caress.
    “Luke.” She gasped, the feathered touch of his fingertips against her inner thighs setting off a firestorm within her.
    His lips were soft and warm against her skin, the butterfly kisses he rained along her legs causing her pussy to fill with wet heat. When he settled his mouth against her core, she arched off the bed, crying out as her hands tangled in his hair.
    He held her open, spread wide before him, his tongue probing deep inside her moist centre. Her breath caught in her chest, her nipples budding tight as she twisted in the sheets, grinding her mound against his face. He brought her to the brink, over and over again, taunting her, teasing her, loving her with his mouth but never allowing her to come, his lips pulling away just