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His magic called to her, frantic, predatory, longing.

“I can be wild, calculating, playful, or serious... I can be whatever you want, as long as you promise you’ll stay with me forever.”

His tone dropped into an even rougher vibration.

“Give me your soul, Lavinia. Let me devour it and protect it inside me. Nothing and no one will ever hurt you.”

That request sounded too dark, dangerous, and tempting.

A worse deal than the one she’d made with Electra.

A life-or-death pact, eternity bound to him... didn’t sound bad at all.

A crackling current of joy thrummed through Lavinia’s whole body, but she was ready to make him beg for a while.

For now, she started using the power Electra had given her.

“You're a boy way too young, little prince.” The blindfold over Lavinia’s eyes cleared as she leaned in to lick his Adam’s apple, slow and provocatively.

She felt him shiver as he swallowed and the hardness at his groin; Laziel’s whole body always reacted like that to her.

So honest, no lo