Page 45 of Bound By Lust (Sinful Seven #2)

Meanwhile, the people in the harem rise in unison with their palms out, bodies still, devotion so thick it chokes the air.

A beautiful woman steps forward with fire-colored hair, inked runes all over her body, and sheer clothing that hides nothing.

When she approaches, it looks like she’s dancing seductively rather than walking.

When she gets in front of me her head bows, but her eyes remain sinfully on me.

“My Lord Legend. I, Sera, humbly greet you as the head of your harem. We await your command as our ancestors did, and as our children will. We are yours to do with as you please. It is our honor,” she smiles, and I can tell she means every word.

These are not men and women held against their will or even forced to be here due to bad circumstances.

She means it. To fuck me would be an honor that they line up for, and I smile, stepping up to her and grabbing her face, instantly making her quiver and moan, melting from just a touch.

I run my thumb over her lips, knowing this one can and would suck a mean fucking dick.

I can smell her pussy leaking even now from just that little bit.

I step back, bored, taking out a wet wipe from my pocket and wiping my hand, throwing the napkin on the floor, dick not even hard knowing all that.

“Nah, I’m good on that,” I respond dryly and her face contorts, spirit broken in absolute disbelief.

“N-no?” she echoes, voice soft.

“NO!” I growl and the harem ripples, like a living thing denied breath. “I have Jessica.” Suddenly, everything stills.

“You what?” My mother steps forward, voice cold, chest heaving.

“I said ,” I meet her eyes head on, no bullshit. “I. Have. Jes-si-ca,” I repeat. Her lip curls, and her black eyes burn.

“You mean to tell me you, the Demon King of Lust, is turning down all of this for a mere human?”

“Yup, that’s mine, and I’ma stick beside her.”

“You expect her to withstand you?” she sneers. “To even understand you? You are the Seventh Sin. Lust incarnate!”

“She doesn’t need to understand,” I say, low, dead calm. “She just has to love me,” I answer honestly.

“ Love ?” she laughs cruelly, bitter as hell. “You burn with a need no mortal can survive. You’ll consume her.”

“Oh, I already know that one,” I smirk, and she bares her teeth.

“She will never satisfy you!”

“She fucked me into a coma, I don’t think you have to worry about that,” I recall and she shakes her head.

“You would throw away a thousand bodies for one girl?” she heaves and I cock my head to the side, raising a brow in all seriousness.

“She got him real bad,” Gannon nods and Genesis smirks, folding in arms over his chest, a big ass diamond rolling over his knuckles, lifting a brow.

“Hell yeah... put some respect on my sister-in-law’s name.”

I turn and walk past the woman, who now stands mouth open and tears streaming down her face, but I don’t give a fuck about none of it.

I plop down on my throne and the room roars to life with wild red flames that signify my right to this fucked up throne as I suck in some miasma and shift into full demon form.

“NOW ALL OF YOU GET THE FUCK OUT!” I demand with bass in my voice.

When they all file out, I tip my head back and sigh, dragging my hand through my hair.

“FUCKKKKK!” I grit out, and Pierce chuckles.

“Well, that was dramatic of you.” He plops, sighing and all of them drop like flies, well, aside from Saint who has been laying down, sleeping on the cold black marble.

“Fuck ’em. They’ll live,” I shrug and Genesis shakes his head.

“Hell, I think someone said they’d rather die than not be yours.” He looks at me and I pout.

“What’s that go to do with me?” I say coldly and he shakes his head.

“Nothing… nothing at all I guess.”

“Exactly. I just came down here to get me some of this miasma shit and get back to my Little Baby,” I mutter and Gannon nods.

“Yeah, and I just want to get back to my shop,” Gannon murmurs

“Shit, I have papers to grade,” Pierce huffs

“I have a fucker to harass,” Wilder smiles devilishly.

“Hell, we all have something to do, so cheers to almost being done. One day down, two days to go,” Genesis mutter and Echo quietly nods while Saint lets out a loud ass snore.

“Wait,” Mother speaks, voice low, head tilting like she’s trying to decide if we’re all insane or just stupid. “What do you mean one day down and two to go?” she states after finally calming down from the harem’s dismissal.

“What the fuck you mean what he means? It’s very straight cut and dry…” I sit up straighter. “Today. This hell visit. Whatever this is. Day one is done. We are here until Saturday morning, so we ended our first day… it’s pretty self-explanatory,” I tell her, but she shakes her head …

“But we’re here for three weeks,” she reveals.

Everything stops.

Wilder’s jaw drops.

Genesis rises out of his chair like he’s been set on fire.

Gannon chokes on a cherry pit.

And Saint wakes up, glaring.

Even Echo cocks a brow, Pierce’s head snaps, up and his eyes narrow as I rise from my throne.

“What the fuck are you talking about three fucking weeks?” I growl and my father steps in with a smooth and calming aura, but ain’t shit calming about this!

“Let me explain… technically, what you all are saying is correct. We are here until Saturday,” he tells us, and we all let out a collective breath of relief. “ But,” he adds and we all get wound tight again. “Time in the Hell is… accelerated,” he states and I snarl.

“What exactly does that fucking mean?!” I snap.

“I… it means L-Lord Lust, that… one Earth day… is equal to one Hell week.”

“WHAT?!” we all roar.

The thought sends fire crackling under my skin as heat and fury surges like it’s about to crawl out of me and burn through the stone beneath our feet.

“S-so you’re saying… I’ll be gone from Jessica for three weeks?! Three. Fucking. Weeks?!”

“Oh she’ll be fine,” Mother scoffs dismissively, waving a hand, pissing me off. I bite down so hard I taste blood.

“I’m getting the fuck up out of here,” I whisper, though my voice echoes through the halls, shaking the pillars, but she holds me back.

“If you don’t stay,” she hisses. “You’ll rupture. You’ll explode, Milord! You’ll rip that girl apart the next time you touch her. You’ll destroy her without even meaning to.”

“Then you should have fucking told me!” I snatch my arm, rage humming through my teeth and power surging through me. “You fucking tricked me, you tricked all of us!”

“No, I saved you,” she snaps and I stomp, causing a crack to rip through the black marble beneath my feet. The sigil of Lust above my head glows bright as I snatch her up by the neck, ready to rip her fucking head from her body.

“Frank!” Someone calls behind me, maybe Genesis, Pierce or Saint… I don’t fucking know, but I squeeze tight, and fire roars in the room blazing damn hot. It feels as if all the air from the room is sucked out.

“Shit… he’s gonna blow!” I hear Wilder shout. “Somebody stop him!”

“If you want him stopped so bad, you do it!” Gannon shouts.

“Bastard, did you not hear me say somebody?! That means somebody that’s not me!” Wilder growls.

“FRANK!” I hear my dad as he comes over, placing his hand on my shoulder.

It sears him, but he doesn’t move. “Let her down… it’s only three weeks here…

for Jessica, it’ll be just a weekend trip.

You need to get this power under control.

You might be pissed, but this was for the best. If you see her like this, she will die,” he reasons and I huff, still squeezing her neck, but I grit my teeth and drop her.

Father goes over to her and I see his hand is scorched to the bone, but I don’t give a fuck.

I just walk out and slam the door behind me hard enough to make the whole goddamn castle quake.

Going to my room pulling out my Journal…

Day 1:

Dear the Source… I think I’m going to throw up… I broke out in hives last night because she was not next to me… what did I ever do to deserve this? Whatever I did… I'm repenting… God, the Source, or whoever tf you are please stop this torture

Ps.. Make me tiny in my next life… please and thank you

FUUUUUUUCK!