Chapter 3: Who Ordered the Demon Stalker?

22–28 minutes

-LUCIFER-

I waited until the last five minutes of Anna’s shift before walking outside to lean against the black mustang parked by the side of the diner. I watch as the blonde exits the diner, making her way towards me. She’s wearing a black leather jacket instead of the waitress apron this time. Anna casually makes her way over to me as she sips on her drink through a straw and stops a few feet in front of me.

“So, what’s your name demon?” Anna asks me curiously.

I smile at her. “Do you really want to know?”

Anna rolls her eyes dramatically at me. “Well, it would make the conversation we are about to have easier.”

I chuckle at her sass. Let’s see how sassy she is when she finds out who I am. “The name is Lucifer, love.”

Anna purses her lips together, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at me. She doesn’t look convinced. Her thoughts confirm that she doesn’t believe that I am the Lucifer. “I’m not sure the Dark Lord would appreciate you borrowing his name.” She sips her drink. “He probably has a torture chamber in the depths of Hell just for wannabe demons that like to try and pass as him.”

I chuckle again. She couldn’t be more correct. “You’re right. I do. However, it’s more of a pit than a chamber.”

Anna raises a perfectly shaped dark brow and wears an amused expression on her pretty face. “Okay, Lucifer, what does the Dark Lord want of me that he had to travel all the way to The Mortal Realm for? You know, when he could just invade my dreams or send a demonic messenger or something less work on his part.”

The thought of entering her dreams had occurred to me when I was waiting for the informant to get back to me, however, I decided it would best to save my big reveal for in person. “What do you think I’m here for?” I ask her curiously. What could the other demons have wanted with her? The thought of others seeking her out does not set well with me.

Anna sighs. “Well, the most popular that demons like to come for are,” she holds out her hand and starts flicking a finger up with everything she lists. “For help, to kill me, or to try to get between my legs.” She drops her hand back to her side. “So, which one are you?”

My jaw clenches in anger at the thought of someone putting their filthy hands on my mate. “Oh? Tell me how you deal with them then I’ll tell you why I’m here.” Please tell me you incinerated the fuckers!

“I’ll help a demon depending on what he’s asking.” She takes another sip of her drink before continuing. “The demons that try to kill me always end up meeting their final death. And the ones that try to get between my legs...”she pauses. It looks as though she’s trying to read me for a reaction, no doubt expecting that is the reason I’m here. “They get a big f**k off and the threat of meeting their final death. If I can’t persuade them to leave, they die.” She finishes, smiling innocently. I’m starting to realize that my girl is not as innocent as I originally thought. I see now that she’s probably going to be my little Hellcat.

As I look at her, I realize that Anna isn’t the least bit scared of me. I know she can feel my power, most are intimidated by that alone. I don’t know if it’s the mate bond calming her or if she is just that confident in her powers to take me down. I conclude that it is a bit of both. “And what if I told you, that the reason I’m here is because you’re my mate?”

I watch as her reaction is just as I anticipated. Her smile is gone. Anna furrows her brows in confusion, then she looks like she’s replaying my words in her head. She finally replies, “Well, that’s a new one that no one has tried before.” She pauses. “But I’m not biting. If you’re looking for a partner for eternity, you should probably try for a witch that has worshipped you.” She pauses then adds in a sarcastic tone. “My King.”

I raise an eyebrow at her comment. The amount of sass in this girl is unbelievable! I wonder if she will be just as sassy when I have her tied to my bed and I’m spanking that firm ass of hers. Hmmm, I can only hope. “I’m afraid I didn’t have the choice in the matter, you’re my fated mate, love.” I watch as she frowns again. “Don’t deny that you feel anything for me. Perhaps, a force pulling you towards me?”

Anna mets my gaze and I know that she feels something whether she wants to admit it or not. Suddenly she takes off towards the drivers side of the car.

“Where are you going?” I ask trying not to sound panicked as she moves quickly to the other side of the car.

“I’m going home.” She replies as she unlocks the car and opens the door. The blonde looks up at me, “I’ve had a very long day. I’m not in the mood for your games, demon.”

“Home?” I ask incredulously. How can she just brush off the fact that she is my mate? Doesn’t she realize how big of a deal that is?! For me?! For the both of us?!

I watch her get in the car and close the door. The mustang roars to life as Anna turns it on and begins backing out of the parking lot. She stops, rolling the passenger side window down and leans over towards me. “You should hit up Ravenhurst Coven. There are plenty of witches there that would probably believe that you are in fact, the Dark Lord, and many would take you up on your offer of being your mate. Hell, I know that some of them have even tried conjuring you for s*x, so...best of luck to you!” She says before hitting the gas in the car and taking off.

I watch as the car disappears into the night. I put my hands on my hips and clench my jaw in frustration. After a moment, I can’t help but chuckle at my luck. So this is what the old crone was talking about? Atropos is probably watching me right now and laughing her ass off. It’s obvious that I am going to have to step up my game with Anna, she isn’t just any regular female. In fact, apart from being attracted to me, she seems to be immune to the heightened s****l aura that I naturally have. It’s what makes women throw themselves at me so mindlessly. I shake my head and sigh in frustration. I should have known this wasn’t going to be easy. I usually enjoy a challenge such as the one Anna is giving me...if it wasn’t for the fact that I wanted her so badly. Suddenly, an idea comes to me. I can’t help it as a smile spreads across my face. Now, I know where to attack, so to speak. But first, I’m going to have a bit of fun with my mate.

~~~~~

-ANNA-

I close my eyes and let the hot water rain over my body, washing away today’s sweat and grunge from school and work. I lather up my loofa with soap and began washing my body. My thoughts drift to the demon at the diner. He’s clearly not in his right mind to claim himself as the King of Hell. And what was that nonsense claiming I was his mate? He seemed so convinced. Did I feel something towards him? Maybe. It was probably just the physical attraction. He could of easily passed as a model. A tall, dark and too handsome for his own good model that’s also a crazy demon claiming to be Lucifer. I sigh and finish up my shower. I dry myself off then hang up my towel. After brushing my hair, I make my way towards the door. The bathroom is attached to my bedroom so I have the tendency to just waltz in naked since my walk-in closet is a few steps from the bathroom. It’s only myself and my aunts living in this huge house. They live on the other side of the house so it gives me quite a bit of privacy.

I open the bathroom door and start towards the closet when I suddenly freeze, hearing the low moan from across my bedroom. “Oh Anna.”

I feel my mouth drop open and I slowly turn my head to see the demon from the diner standing in the corner of my room. He looks...hungry. And I’m not talking about the hunger sated by a cheeseburger. He takes a step towards me and I throw myself back into the bathroom slamming the door shut behind me and locking it. I lean against door. How the hell is he in my room?! How the hell did he get through the magical ward protecting the house that prevented demons from entering?! I bite my lip, trying to think of how to address this. I look around the bathroom. No clothes. It’s either I wrap myself up in a towel or I put on the black satin robe. At least in the robe I can fight without the fear of my goods beings exposed. Yeah, because that really matters now that he’s seen every naked inch of you. I frown. My subconscious is a sarcastic b***h.

I grab the robe and throw it on, tying it tightly around my waist. I unlock the door and fling it open preparing for battle and find myself a few seconds later pressed up against a wall. The demon has a well muscled arm on both sides of me, cornering me so that I can’t escape. He has his face in my neck, breathing in deeply. I freeze. What the hell?! I don’t freeze in a fight!Why am I not attacking this guy?! Why am I letting him sniff me like a f*****g candle?! I put my hands on his chest, a well muscled chest I might add, and try to push him away. He doesn’t budge, in fact, his body tenses and I hear a warning growl come from him. I immediately take my hands off him and let him continue whatever it is he’s doing. I feel his hot breath on my skin and the light touches of his nose as he begins a trail from the bottom of ear, taking in my scent. The demon continues down my neck where he pauses before making his way down the center of my chest that isn’t covered by the robe. He pauses again at the top of my exposed cleavage. I hear another growl and then his body begins to shake.

This is it...this is how I’m going to die. This demon is going to rip my throat out in my own home! In my own damn bedroom! How embarrassing! I will my body to move because I’m not going to go down without a fight...but my body won’t cooperate. Why can’t I force myself to fight him?! After a moment he quit shaking and his face traveled back up to the crook of my neck where he stayed for a few moments before speaking.

“Do not be frightened of me. I’m not going to hurt you.” He tells me before placing a kiss on the hollow of my neck and pulling himself away. He drops his arms from the sides of me and takes a step back.

“How did you get passed the barrier?” I ask him standing up straight, my hand touching the tingling spot on my neck that he just kissed. Weird.

He tilts his head to the side. “Well, I suppose that’s because I’m not all demon, love. I’m part archangel remember?”

I roll my eyes. Oh yes, of course, how could I have forgotten he is a fallen angel. Fallen angel s***h demon god thingamajig. I guess I’m humor him and call him Lucifer too.

Lucifer chuckles. “The sarcasm in your thoughts is about as entertaining as the sarcastic words coming out of your lips, my dear.”

“Stay out of my head!” I huff in frustration. Could he be anymore annoying?

“But your thoughts are so delicious to listen to, about as delicious as your mouthwatering little body.” Lucifer states as he gives me a look over, frowning in disappointment. “It’s a shame you decided to cover it up. We could have had some real fun.”

I blush at his intimate meaning but recover quickly retorting, “Yeah well, I don’t usually go into a fight naked either. I came in here with the full intention of kicking your ass.”

He raises his eyebrows. “Oh really? And why didn’t you?” He takes a step towards me, practically pushing his body against mine. Yes, I’m pressed up against the wall again. His deep brown chocolate eyes sparkle with amusement.

I’m having a hard time concentrating on his question. The moment his body touched mine there was a pleasurable warmth that filled my body. I have never felt anything like it before. I meet his eyes and realize he’s smiling at my silence.

“Because Aunt Zelda will have my head if I set fire to my room again.” I say rather lamely.

A smirk crosses his handsome face. “Ah. So it wouldn’t have anything to do with the mate pull you are feeling then?” He leans over and brushes his lips lightly against my ear whispering, “That warm sensation you’re feeling? That’s because I’m your mate, my love. I feel it too when we touch. I’m the only one who can make you feel that way. The more we touch...” my pulse quickens as I feel his warm hand coming up the outer part of my thigh raising the robe with it. “The better it gets.”

Through my lusty haze, I regain my senses and slap his hand away. “Don’t touch me, perv.”

Lucifer takes a step back and chuckles. “I don’t think touching my mate makes me a pervert.” He sniffs the air and then he smiles as if he just won a victory. “Especially when my touch arouses her.”

This time I’m smart enough to move away from the wall. I cross my arms over my chest trying to look intimidating but failing obviously as the top of my robe opens up more, revealing more of my cleavage. Too late, I can’t back down now. Look fierce Anna!

His eyes flicker to my newly exposed flesh, obviously enjoying the sight, before landing back on my face. His eyes darken and he says in a husky voice, “Anna, are you trying to seduce me?”

I can feel the blush spreading through my face. Gah! Why does he have such an affect on me?! “Does the pissed off look I’m giving you look like I’m in the mood to seduce the demon who broke into my room and groped me?” I give him the look. This look usually intimidates my friends and my enemies.

Lucifer stares at me for a moment before smiling. Dammit. He licks his lips before saying, “That’s pretty good. I have one of those too. I won’t show you though, it tends to makes people go crazy...and I’d prefer my mate stay sane.”

I let out a frustrated sigh and drop my arms to my sides. “What is it going to take to make you leave?!”

“Admit that I’m your mate.” Lucifer smirks.

I pretend to think about it. “No.” Hell no, in fact.

He shrugs. “Suit yourself.” The demon begins taking off his jacket and laying it on the desk. He then unclasps his cuff links and rolls the sleeves of his dress shirt up to his elbows.

“What are you doing?” I ask as I realize he’s undressing.

“Getting comfortable.” The demon replies as he takes off his shoes and then takes a seat on the couch next to my bed. He crosses one leg over the other and stares at me...like I’m the most interesting f*****g thing in the world. He bends his arm on the armrest of the couch to rest his head on his hand. “It’s obviously going to be a long night.”

I scowl at him. “You need to leave!”

Lucifer sighs then challenges. “Make me.”

I raise my eyebrows and muster all the good in me not to take a baseball bat to his perfect but disgustingly smug face. It’s almost worth it at this point to listen to Aunt Z’s bitching if I just set his ass on fire and burn down half the house in the process. I rub the side of my face with my hand as I argue with myself on how to deal with the smug bastard sitting on the couch. I won’t tell my aunts because this isn’t their problem. They have enough on their plate dealing with the coven and the Magic Council.

“You’re hot when you’re angry.”

My eyes snap up at the demon and I take a threatening step towards him. No! Anna you’re better than that! Don’t let your anger get the better of you. Besides, that’s your favorite comfy couch you’re about to burn to ash.

“I agree, this couch is extremely comfortable.” Lucifer says as he relaxes his back into it.

“Gah!” I throw my hands up in the air angrily and storm towards the closet. I hear him chuckle as I shut the door. I throw on a white cotton spaghetti strap tank and a pair of red cotton shorts. I swing the door open and turn off the lights in the bathroom and closet before stomping towards the bed. I pull the comforter down as I glare at him and get into bed. I snuggle down into the comfort of my bed, pulling the comforter up to my chin and continue to glare at him.

“How is it that you always manage to look so adorable?” Lucifer asks me as he stretches his long legs out and rests them on the end of the bed.

“Shut up.” I snap at him. I decided to leave the lamp on the bedside table on so I can keep an eye on the jerk. There’s no way I’m sleeping with this perv in my room.

“No, it was a serious question.”

I grab a pillow and throw it at his face which he catches easily and puts it behind his head. “Can I ask you a question?”

I let out an exasperated sigh. “Will you be quiet if I answer it?”

“Only if you answer honestly. And I will know if you are lying.” He says as he snuggles his head into the pillow.

Of course he will know, his ass can read my mind after all. “Fine!” What was the worst he could ask?

“What is the real reason you thought I was an Incubus?”

I lean up on my elbow and stare at him. He’s serious. “You mean apart from your inhumanly good looks and your strong s*x appeal?” He nods. I sigh. “About a month ago I helped my friends with a spell...one that required blood from all the participants. It was summoning a lust demon...not for me of course. But for my friend Samantha who was convinced that was exactly what she needed in her life right now. Long story short, instead of going to her, even though she was the one in the middle of the summoning circle, they came after me. Apparently my innocence is more appealing to a lust demon than a woman who is actually wanting a demon s*x partner to ruin her in all ways in the bedroom.”

I look at him when he remains silent. He appears deep in thought but then he smirks. “You really thought a lust demon was going to pass on a chance to steal your innocence?”

I roll my eyes at him. “Well, it never occurred to me or my friends they were going to override Samantha since she was the intended recipient. It’s not like they put things like that in the fine print in spell books ya know.” I snuggle back into my bed.

“How many?”

“Hmm?”

“How many Incubus?” Lucifer asks, shifting in his seat.

I guess it couldn’t hurt. “Four. Three of them I managed to persuade to leave me alone, one I had to kill.” I answer. It’s ridiculous that the one was willing to go as far as risking death just to get laid.

I glance over at the demon on the couch, he has his hands resting behind his head, his jaw is clenched and he’s staring up at the ceiling deep in thought. I focus my gaze somewhere else, no need to be creeping on the guy by staring at him. As I try to figure a way out of my current situation with my new roommate, I didn’t realize that my eyes were getting heavy and I dozed off.

~~~~~

-LUCIFER-

As I lounge on the couch staring at the ceiling, I think about all that had happened the previous hour. I can’t believe I almost lost control of myself when Anna had emerged from the bathroom! Granted, I didn’t expect her to be naked but I am thousands of years old, not some fresh out of the hellfire demon. Where is my bloody self control?! I was already struggling when Anna was in the shower. Her scent was thicker and oh so intoxicating. I felt myself getting drunk off her scent. Then when she came out naked, I couldn’t help but let out an appreciative moan as I looked over her gorgeous body. It was better than what I imagined. She was slim but toned. Her milky white skin glowed so heavenly as the light from the bedside table illuminated the curves of her body. Her breasts were not big but not small either, just perfect. It was also hard not to imagine those long slender legs of hers wrapped around my waist as I pounded away at her. And to my delight, her pubic area was clean shaven. So...fucking...hot! She is absolutely perfect. It took all that I had not to pounce on her. I felt myself getting hard just by looking at her for the few seconds that she stood there in shock.

Luckily, she scrambled back into the bathroom like her life depended on it. I couldn’t blame her. I knew that if I felt like a hungry beast wanting to devour every delicious inch of her, I probably looked like it as well.

I began pacing in the bedroom, almost considering breaking the door down to get to her. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration. I needed to touch her. I needed to take in her scent. It’s ironic, the things that are driving me crazy about her are the things that calm my demon down. I needed to be close to her.

I heard the bathroom door unlock and Anna emerged in a black satin robe. Before I realized it I had her pinned against the wall with my face in her neck. I was so close to her skin, I just want to run my tongue across it and see how she tasted. No! I didn’t want to scare her. I closed my eyes and relished the closeness to my mate and breathed in her scent. So, f*****g good!

I felt her press her hands against my chest and attempt to push me away. The sparks I felt when she touched me were incredible. I let out a low growl. I didn’t want the sensation to end and I sure as hell wasn’t going to let her push me away. She retreated her hands and I continued taking in her scent, occasionally brushing my nose against her soft flesh. I traveled down her neck, over her shoulder, and then down the valley between her breasts where I paused. My demon was pushing forth again, urging me to take her. I felt myself leaning closer to her. My mouth began to water at the thought of running my tongue over her ample breasts, taking one of her rosy n*****s in my mouth and making her moan my name. I growled again and my body began to tremble as I fought the urge to take her in this moment and make her mine.

That’s when her thoughts entered my mind and broke me out of the lust fueled trance I was in. She thought I was going to kill her. My demon calmed down at its mate’s distress. I moved back up to her neck and took one last deep breath of her scent before speaking.

“Do not be frightened of me. I’m not going to hurt you.” I said needing to reassure her that I had no intentions of harming her. I placed a kiss on the hollow of her slender neck, closing my eyes at the tingling sensation when my lips touched her skin and willed myself to pull away from her.

I glance at my mate on the bed, smiling to myself. She fell asleep ten minutes ago. Oh, she is going to be a handful!

I stand and strip out of my clothing. I need to touch her. I turn the light off on the beside table and slide in behind Anna on the bed, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her body up against me to where I’m spooning her. I smile as she snuggles up against me in her sleep, completely unaware that the warm body she is snuggling against is completely naked. I can’t resist. I lean down and place a kiss on her cheek, enjoying the tingling sensation again. Sighing, I drop my head on the pillow and gaze down at my mate. “You’re absolutely perfect for me.”

I frown when I think back to our earlier conversation. I need to take care of the Incubus problem. What kind of King would I be if I didn’t protect my Queen? Once an Incubus is called, they would keep coming back until they got what they desired. Anna believes she scared them off, I however, know better. They desired her innocence and wouldn’t stop until they got it or were killed. I will enjoy the feeling of my mate for awhile more before heading back to Hell to dispose of the Incubus...torturing them in the process. Especially because I know that the bastards put erotic dreams in Anna’s head, trying to manipulate her into giving herself to them. My jaw clenches as I feel my anger building. No one touches what is mine. NO ONE! My grip tightens around Anna’s waist. As much as I want to torture the Incubus for days on end before gifting them with the final death, I will have to be quick about it in order to be back in the morning for when Anna goes to school. Yes, tomorrow is going to be a big day for the both of us...and I can’t wait.