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unsheathed the blade. “You allow me to disarm you?”
    “I trust you.”
    He glanced at the knife. The one he’d given her for her birthday. God, that seemed like decades ago, but it’d been less than six months. “Do you know what I could do to you with it?”
    He dragged the metal across her throat, and she tilted her head, exposing the main artery. Not just hollow words, but, also, through her actions, she offered him her faith.
    “Cut my clothes off?”
    Flabbergasted by her answer, he studied her. A teasing glint sparkled in her eyes. He chuckled. “I love the way you think, baby.”
    “Did you have threesomes with Micah?”
    “Yes.” Among other things, the threesomes were some of their tamer exploits.
    “Tell me about them.”
    “No.” He shook his head. No way would he give her those details. “I won’t discuss that with you.”
    “Why?”
    “There’s no reason you need to know how bad I was.” Or how much he’d relished the darkness. He’d gone to Hell for her and he wouldn’t risk her guilt for something he’d chosen.
    “Was it fun?”
    What was it with all the questions? “Was fucking me fun?”
    “You know it was.”
    “And Micah’s foreplay with you”—he could imagine what that’d entailed—“in front of his brother Kings, was that fun?”
    “Yes,” she said, her tone breathy.
    Did the memory reignite her excitement, or embarrassment?
    Nix dragged the blade between her breasts. She shivered. He tossed it on the table and pulled her against him. “Then know this. If you desire to be the Queen of Hell, I’ll follow you. I’ll teach you each dark pleasure. Bliss so perverse you cannot conceive of it.” He nipped her bottom lip. “Just be prepared for your husband to join the adventure. We’ll take you together, penetrate you at the same time”—a flash of pink in her eyes—“and make you scream in pleasure and pain. We’ll make you beg for both, crawl for a chance at experiencing the erotic nature of our inner beasts. You’ve no understanding of Hell’s delights until you’re immersed in them so far you cannot drag yourself out of it.”
    He highly doubted her husband would offer her up sexually to everyone, as he had him. A banquet of sexual exploits, an orgy to induct him into the dark realm of Hell after his Fall, he’d been feasted upon, and he’d gorged on those demons present, as well. Orgasms wrenched from him until he’d collapsed, unable to perform. Unsatisfied, the King had doused him with something dark and primitive—angel dust—reigniting his lust. The festivities had resumed and gone on for a long, long time, so lengthy, he’d had no scope of the passage of the clock. They could’ve transitioned through seasons and he would’ve been oblivious.
    Mads circled his lips with the pads of her fingertips. “Dear God, you’d return.”
    “With you at my side, hell yes.” He cupped her cheeks with both hands and tilted her head back. “It wasn’t all fun. Killing innocents, having to reconcile that some of them were children…that would stop me from going back. The guilt will rip your soul apart, Mads.” He wasn’t sure his soul would ever completely heal.
    “Thank you.” She hugged him and buried her face against his chest.
    Nix clenched a handful of hair, resisting the urge to strip her and take her on the desktop. “For what?”
    “For letting me in and telling me your experience in Hell.” She looked up at him. “I want you to remain my Nix, the one I fell in love with. The one united with my husband was a little creepy.”
    Charmed by her honesty, he lowered his head and claimed her lips in a kiss full of aggressive arousal.

 
     
    Chapter Seven
     
     
    The knock on the door brought them apart, but Mads clung to him, staring at his mouth. “I cannot get enough of you.”
    Her words hit him in the crotch with an instant hard-on. Comments like that left him with fantasies of her naked and him inside her. But the tormented expression