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Her laugh is bitter. "I may have led a sheltered life, but I'm not naïve enough to believe your appetites can be satisfied by one woman for the rest of eternity."
I shrug, feigning carelessness. "Perhaps. Perhaps not. Regardless, Lucifer will not get your soul. Your soul belongs to me. If there comes a time when I wish to part ways, I will release you with your soul intact."
Penelope spreads her hands, her gaze pleading now. "Why would you do that? Why agree to this in the first place? You've sacrificed your freedom, too."
Freedom, little one, is a fickle concept. Even those seemingly bound by chains can wield great power."
Penelope's shoulders relax slightly, her guard momentarily lowered. "You're talking about empowerment within captivity," she muses, her voice softer now, tinged with a mixture of resignation and curiosity.
"Empowerment can manifest in unexpected ways," I state, meeting her gaze steadily. "I sense a fire in you, Penelope. A discontentment with your life thus far. A longing for more. I can show you what lies beyond the world you've always known."
Her velvet eyes spark with temptation as she bites her plump bottom lip. There she is. My curious little kitten.
She studies me with renewed interest, the spark in her eyes now tempered by a glint of contemplation. "Okay, Mammon," she concedes cautiously, "let's explore these 'defined terms' of ours. Does one of them involve having me warm your bed?"
I run my eyes over her tempting curves. "If by warm my bed you mean burying my big cock inside your perfect little cunt until you shatter and spill your juices all over me, then the answer is yes."
Penelope's breath huffs out in surprise, and her cheeks flare with color. "Well, at least you're honest."
"I will always be honest with you, Penelope. I may be a demon, but I'm still tethered by certain… rules. And in the interest of honesty, I want to make one thing very clear." I pin her with my gaze. "You. Are. Mine. You were mine twenty-five years ago, but now that I've seen you in all your glory, it will be a very long time, if ever, before I let you go. I will have you as my equal, wife, in my bed and out of it." I smile as her eyes widen at my bluntness.
Her slender throat bobs with a hard swallow. "Y-you'd force me?"
I laugh. "Force you? Oh, no, little one. I won't need to force you."
"Says the demon who forced me to speak my marriage vows. The only reason I'm your wife is because you used some kind of magic to make me believe I was in love with you," she accuses hotly. "So while we're defining our terms, that's one of mine. I want your word there will be no more Jedi mind tricks."
I place my glass carefully on the side table and lean forward, bracing my elbows on my knees as I look at her. "And what makes you think my word amounts to anything?"
Penelope lifts her stubborn little chin. "Because your word is your bond. Once you give it, it's final. It's how you reap all those souls for Lucifer."
Satan's beard, this woman is my fucking soulmate. Which is saying something, considering I don't have one. But for the first time in my long existence, I wish I did.
I nod. “I agree.”
Penelope's breath leaves her in a relieved whoosh. "Thank you."
I grin, capturing her small, cold hand in mine.
"W-what are you doing?"
"Giving you my word."
Before she can protest, I unfurl her fingers and slice into her palm with my sharp talon before doing the same to mine.
"Ow! What?—"
"Hush, it's only a nick," I interrupt her outraged cry.
I press our palms together, and she shudders as our blood mingles.
"Oh, God, what is that?" she asks breathlessly, her eyes dropping to half-mast as she shifts restlessly in the chair.
"God's not here, little one. The only name I want to hear from your lips in future is mine. And what you're experiencing is my blood oath taking effect."
She moans. "Is it supposed to feel this…"
"Intense? Potent?" I finish, knowing my blood is having an aphrodisiac effect on her untried body. She huffs a shaky breath and licks her lips, causing my cock to swell to monumental proportions.
