Chained to the prince of darkness by Lunasads (books for 10th graders TXT) 📖

In all the corners of her broken heart, screams of agony and anguish could be heard but the beast standing near her was too far from her heart, that he was unable to hear them. The price for freedom? Freedom of her mother? Freedom of her brother? A lone tear flowed down her cheek. But what about her freedom? Wasn't she enabled to live freely? Wasn't she allowed to have freedom?

Kyleigh was looking with wide eyes at him, she knew what was coming and she was not ready for that. She was not ready to push her daughter in the paws of a merciless creature. But at this moment she was powerless.

"W-what do you want?" Her weak unstable voice pierced Kyleigh's heart. Her heart crumbled with her words, the simple four words held so much despair and sadness.

"Please! No! You can't do that! She is–"

"Mark me," words fell out of his mouth like an order. The cold tone with which he said those words were enough to set her world on fire. 

His words seemed very strange to her as she furrowed her brows in utter confusion. Mark him? What did that mean? 
But on the other side, Kyleigh was fully familiar with those words. 

Marking was a ceremony that happened between two souls, two hearts, two beings. It always happened with the consent of both beings. The marking always formed the pure bond between them which was blissful and taintless. 
But this, this was different, nothing was pure between them, nothing was taintless. And talking about consent, he didn't mark her with her consent. This was the power he possessed for being an amalgam. He was a creature with shapeshifters and demons as ancestors. The power he held in his one hand was far more than any supernatural being. 

A smirk plastered on his lips as he saw the confused look on Sarah's face. If he wanted he could force her to mark him, but this was dangerous, not for him, but her. She was weak but her fragility confused him. She was a daughter of a witch and a werewolf, then why was she not carrying any of the powers like them? Why was she merely like a human? 

"No!" Kyleigh shouted in disagreement. Making him was going to seal her fate but wasn't her fate already sealed? Wasn't she already caged with him?

He wasn't going to kill them in the first place but watching her begging him was satisfying for him. It ignited the inflammable flame within him, the flame of desire. It proved that she was completely reliable on him, for everything.

"I will," Sarah whispered, without realizing what she had promised. 

Kyleigh's eyes widened, "But-"

Lucifer threw his head back laughing with amusement.

"Do you even have any idea, what you have just promised?" Lucifer said walking towards her. His hands circled her waist as he pulled her flush against his broad chest. She tried to shove him but she only sent herself tumbling back into his arms. 

"Wh—"

He held her jaw before she could utter a word. His thumb caressed her bottom lip and he parted them with his thumb. She was scarily looking up at him, afraid of his next move. His thumb found its way between her lips and slipped past her lips, between her mouth. His eyes roamed around her face, taking her every feature with his eyes. 
A small grin decorated his face as his thumb caress her teeth. 

"How will you mark me with these?" Her eyes were fixated on his face. She was trying so hard not to tremble but every single fiber of her body was shaking like a leaf. Her hands were rested firmly on his chest, whereas he were exploring her body shamelessly. 

His words confused her more, as she tried to process their meaning. Mark him? With teeth? 

Her eyes widened in realization as images of her wedding day came crashing down. He wanted her to mark him as he marked her?

"Yes, exactly like that. I want you to sink your little canines deep into my neck," his amused words did nothing but set bundles of fear inside her heart. Her heart pounded with the inhumane thought. She was not going to do that, she was not going to puncture his neck. 

He quirked a brow as he read her expressions.

"Or I can sink my claws deep down their chests and rip their hearts out," all the amusement vanished away from his face. He wanted her to mark him and he was going to make her do that. 

Her heart skipped a beat as she imagined him ripping their hearts out. She shook her head to get rid of all the negative thoughts. She had seen Matthew being ripped into pieces and she most definitely was not going to see her family being torn out into shreds. 

"No. Please. I will," she panicked as her face was stained with tears. She closed her eyes and let the water of misery and helplessness flow down her face. This was all she was left with, her misery and tears and she was going to cherish them.

Kyleigh was quiet the whole time, she knew nothing could stop him now and that was the thing scaring her even more. Watching her daughter after twenty-two years bought happiness with tears and sadness. She was watching her daughter drowning in the ocean of pain but she was tied. Her silent face was screaming through the wails of angst. 

Drops of disheartening anguish slide down her face making her feel powerless. 

With shaky hands, Sarah stood on her toes and gripped his shoulders for support. He was tall and huge. He didn't stop her, and let her do whatever she was doing. Her blurry vision was making it difficult for her to say anything but gulping down the pain, she looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. He leaned in so that his neck was right in front of her face. His arms were supporting her body but what about her heart? He was the reason she was in this state. 

A wave of pleasure ran through his cold veins as she attached her mouth to his neck. His hold unknowingly tightened around her as she bite on the particular spot between his neck and shoulder. She bite hard and cringed in distaste as a little salty and little sweet taste of blood opened her buds. Due to reflex, she tried to pull away but he quickly put his hand on the back of her neck and urged her to drink.