Infernal God (Claimed By Lucifer Book 3) Elizabeth Briggs (any book recommendations .txt) 📖

I shook my head quickly before he believed the wrong thing. “No, Famine hasn’t hurt her. She’s just…” I stopped talking, but frown lines formed between Lucifer’s brows, and I had to finish before he imagined any worse. “She’s the last baby I can have.”

He wrapped me in his strong arms, pressing me against his chest. “I’m so sorry, Hannah. I’m so sorry she’s taken that from you.”

“From us,” I mumbled against his shoulder. I held him tight, feeling the sadness deep within my bones as my sacrifice really sank in. Lucifer clung to me too, no doubt feeling his own sorrow and grief.

He pulled back and wiped a tear from my eye. "I'm sorry. I had no idea you'd given up so much to save me."

"I won't lie, it hurts. I'm not sure I even want another child after this one, but to know it's impossible..."

"I understand, and I feel the same."

I tried to smile. “But we have four healthy children, right?”

He nodded, still watching my eyes. “That’s an heir and more than enough spares. Of course, our heir tried to overthrow us multiple times, but we have time to work that out with him.”

A short laugh escaped me at that. "It was so good to see them all together. We need to keep our family close from now on."

"I've been thinking the same thing. I made so many mistakes with our family before, but things are different now. The curse is broken, and we won't have those long years without you. Our daughter will never have to try to adjust to her mother in a new body, like our sons did."

"No, she won't," I said with relief. "And now that we're Elder Gods we can finally defeat Adam, so he won't ever be a threat to her."

"Adam..." He growled a little at the thought. "He came here as Pestilence while you were gone, but I fought him off. I believe I weakened him, but I'm sure he will be back."

"We'll be ready when he does. We already have a plan in place."

"Of course you do." Lucifer pressed a kiss to my forehead. "I’m constantly amazed at your strength. Every lifetime, you inspire me. But in this one, you've truly outdone yourself, my queen."

"Thank you. You're not so bad yourself, you know." I draped my arms around his neck. "Now, about that awkward pregnancy sex..."

A sexy, masculine sound of amusement rumbled deep in his throat. "Whatever my wife needs."

"Is there anywhere in this penthouse that isn't trashed?" I asked.

He picked me up like I weighed nothing, then carried me into the bedroom we'd once shared, where I'd slept alone for months. The bed remained untouched, still covered in black silk sheets, with my added teal pillows.

"Even in my frenzied state, I couldn't destroy this," Lucifer said, as he set me down on it. His voice was low and deep and sent a shiver of anticipation through me. "Although I'm starting to think maybe we need a new place to live..."

I grabbed his shirt and yanked it open, sending buttons flying. "Stop talking and fuck me already. It's been six months since I've seen you, and these pregnancy hormones have been killer."

He gave me a wicked grin as he removed his shirt, revealing the smooth, muscled chest I'd missed so much. "I used to wait lifetimes for you. Six months is nothing."

I grabbed a pillow and hit him with it. He took it from me and tossed it aside with a chuckle, then pinned me to the bed, taking care not to crush my stomach. His kiss devoured me, while his hands entwined with mine above my head. My body arched toward him, the need to have him fill me so strong I thought I might scream. All I could do was kiss him back harder and rock my hips against him, silently begging him for more.

He rose up, just enough to yank off my shirt and tear off my bra. Then he stared down at me, his fingers brushing over the swell of my body and cupping my breasts. “Incredible."

“There have been some changes while you were gone.” I squirmed, midway between embarrassment and amusement.

He met my gaze with a hungry look in his eyes. “I love you like this, round with my child. I'm going to savor every second of it.”

“Start now," I murmured, reaching for his pants.

"So impatient," he teased. He unfastened my pants and tugged them off, taking my panties too. I was still wearing the clothes I'd worn to fight Famine in and they were a bit dusty, but none of that mattered to him.

He admired me for a few seconds, then he sank between my legs and kissed the side of my knee, and my breath caught. I anticipated him kissing along the inside of my thigh, but as I held my breath, waiting, he moved away and started at the other knee.

“Like I said, I'm going to savor you.”

I huffed but closed my eyes because Lucifer savoring me… I’d missed it.

His fingers gripped the outsides of my thighs as he parted them farther, and my breathing increased just from the anticipation. His tongue touched my skin, and I moved my hands until I pushed them through his thick, dark hair.

I tugged, trying to pull him closer. “Lucifer.”

He made that rumble of amusement again, but then he took pity on me and covered my clit with his mouth. I let out a breathy moan at finally getting a sample of what I craved, as his tongue moved across my folds, tasting every inch of me like he couldn't get enough. He buried his face in my pussy, and I lost all thought as he sucked my clit harder. He feasted like a starving man, as if I was the best meal he'd ever had.

“Mmm.” He hummed his satisfaction. “You missed me.”

“So much.” But my words were broken by harsh breaths as his mouth worked magic on me. My hands were back in his hair,