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precise.
    The arched opening in the mountain loomed and then swallowed them.
    Gulp.
    #someoneholdmyhand

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    @GaiaLuc4ever: Whipping around in the dark, avoiding grasping tentacles, slashing scythes, and acid sprays. Whee.  #adrenalinejunkie
    T he dank air in the mountain brushed her exposed skin as the metal carts clacked along the rail. The beauty of Dante’s Inferno was no two rides were ever the same, as mechanisms at the rail forks constantly flipped and switched, jerking them left, right, and sometimes straight up or down in defiance of the laws of gravity.
    Add to that the various deadly chambers they passed through and there was a reason why no one ever survived the ride to the end.
    As a bit of a thrill seeker, Gaia quite enjoyed all the action, but her pleasure in the wild ride didn’t stop her from clinging to Luc, squealing and laughing as they traveled the whirls and twirls. He, on the other hand, remained stoic and stiff. And not the kind of stiff she could wrap a hand around.
    The new version of Lucifer didn’t enjoy the exhilarating rush of the roller coaster. Nor did he take advantage of the darkness to cop a feel.
    So she did. She squeezed his junk and was rewarded with a yelp.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Making out with you,” she whispered against his ear before nipping it.
    “We need to pay attention. This ride is dangerous.”
    “I know. It’s such a turn-on.” She rubbed his crotch, feeling a triumph spurt of warmth when his cock began to show signs of life.
    Their rattling train went soaring over a break in the track, but she paid no mind to the abyss glowing orange with molten lava.
    Squeeze of his bulge. A lick of his lobe.
    A tremble went through him. “You shouldn’t be doing this.” He said it, and yet a heavy hand flattened itself atop hers, holding it in place.
    They hit the other side of the chasm with a jostle and a scream of excitement from one of the cars behind them.
    It took some maneuvering to get the cars all linked together. Usually, only one cart at a time shot into the labyrinth, with only a single occupant or cuddling couple. But this was an emergency, hence the daisy chaining of the carts.
    So far, they’d managed to keep everyone on board. But the voyage was still young, and they now entered the Valley of Death. Ghosts, spectral spirits with eerie moans, and ectoplasmic glowing green blobs swooped and dove at their party.
    A headless horseman on a charging steed of mist came toward them.
    Lucifer yelled, “Duck!”
    Her Lord ordered so she obeyed, managing to shove against the bar enough that her face ended up in his lap. A perfect spot and not an opportunity she’d waste.
    She opened her mouth wide on the fabric of his pants and blew hotly. He might protest, “No. Stop that,” but his shaft certainly didn’t want her to. It expanded.
    She might have taken things further, but Valaska yodeled from the head of the train, “We’re coming to the Cavern of Webs.”
    In other words, the lair of the eight-legged freaks. Spiders, and yet spiders taken to a new, horrendous level.
    Raising her head, Gaia had a moment to muster an energy shield before they were tearing through the silken veils. The sticky webs disintegrated at the touch of her power shield, but other occupants in their group weren’t so lucky. She heard more than a few gags and sputters.
    “Heads up!” Remy warned.
    A fireball, trailing streamers of red and yellow, flew overhead and ignited a cluster of hanging threads. The fiery display came courtesy of Ysabel, the witch, who drew the flames from her fire demon mate.
    The path ahead cleared as she lobbed ball after ball of flame, leaving only ash to sift down. The lack of webs revealed the true danger. Arachnids with multi-faceted, jewel-like eyes, clacking mandibles, and hairy purple legs. The creatures dropped from the ceiling on threads as thick and strong as steel cable.
    With yells of excitement, the warriors in their group shoved free of their