About the book: year / - What do you want? - I muttered. - I didn’t ask to come. “Stupid, you don’t know what you got yourself into by having sex with Belial.” - What, are you jealous? — I asked, squinting, and at the same moment, his cold hands closed around my neck. - Maybe you dream of being in Belial’s place? “If I want you, Mirra, you will understand it immediately, and I will not ask permission.” “I will never want you, demon,” I exclaimed in the heat of the moment, but Azazel only smiled. A moment later, I was on the verge of orgasm, and he just ran his fingers over my ear..