“If any of you touch any of us,” my clipped words are spoken through clenched teeth, “I will use my power to rip your body apart piece by piece and feed your limbs to that snake like the little fucking rat that you are.”
The playful look that always shines in her eyes vanishes and is replaced with a wide stare that’s tinged with shock. She blinks the surprised look away, tilting her head away from me as if I hadn’t anything.
Slowly, I release her hand, and, on quick steps, she races after her men.
I hear her yell after her friends to get back here. Their shadows linger near the window, and I reach within myself to feel for Cameron. My heart beats hard and my gaze rises as I feel his pull on the second floor.
I wonder if he feels me the way I feel him, if it’s the same warming and aching sensation.
Slowly, I walk toward the door. Big hands grip my hips as Nollix’s body presses against mine and he backs me up against the dark siding of the house. I love the way he holds me. That raw power of his presses against me, and he leans his head closer to mine as his words whisper against my lips.
“You’re so sexy when you’re angry.”
I want to touch him so bad a throbbing need blooms through my chest. But I don’t. I fold my arms tightly around my body.
“Is that why you chose to ride with Tantra?” I have to work hard not to smirk at him. I know it’s nothing. I can physically feel his emotions, and there’s nothing there between him and the Demon woman.
But I still hated to see her pressed against him.
The weight of his body settles against mine as his fingers skim along my jaw, tilting my head up to him as he stares so deeply into my eyes I can feel him looking into me.
He’s never looked as serious as he does right now.
It’s … terrifying in a way.
“I—I wanted her to ride with me because I think I was jealous of her touching you.” His dark gaze shifts back and forth, studying my reaction closely. It’s almost like he’s afraid. But I don’t know why. “I did it because I was jealous. I’ve never felt jealousy before. Not like that.” Another slow pause and his next words are spoken so low I lean into him even more to hear him. “I was jealous because—I love you.”
My brows rise, my lips parting just slightly. That ache to touch him intensifies so much I finally grip his shirt in my hands.
His lips skim against mine ever so slowly before he whispers again, “I love you.” A response waits on my tongue, but his mouth teases against mine; nipping lightly before pressing his lips a little harder to mine. “I love you.” His words are a shaking breath. A promise.
Just before his mouth covers mine once more, I finally speak. “I love you too.” He groans low like it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever said as his nails dig into the underside of my thighs, and his hips pin me hard against the wall. His lips barely press to mine before his tongue slips into my mouth. The soft locks of his hair twists through my fingers. I pull him closer, deepening the kiss so much my teeth press hard against my lips. I suck his tongue and then pull back slightly to rake my teeth across his lower lip. A shaking groan rumbles through him as he slams his hand against the wall and rocks his hips hard against my core.
“You’re willing to risk being eaten by a Death Striker just to fuck a half Demon?” Tantra’s voice cuts through the building energy between Nollix and me and forces us to pull back just slightly.
The hooded look in his eyes is filled with desire and lust and … love.
My lips press to his tenderly. “Yeah, I am.” I pull him to me again, tugging at his hair as a smile curves his mouth.
I don’t wait for her steps to sound against the flooring inside before I kiss him harder, stroking my tongue against his. My fingers slip beneath his shirt, following the hard lines of his stomach down to the top of his jeans.
He pulls back slowly from me, his sated gaze meeting mine once more. The dark eyes of his Demon side shine back at me but they’re not intimidating. They’re dark, fierce, and beautiful.
“We really can’t be outside here at night.” The crimson sky is as fiery as ever. Pale shades of pink disrupt the heavens as if they’re fluffy, tainted clouds. But other than that, everything is the way it’s been for days here.
I trust him though. If Nollix says we shouldn’t be out here, then we shouldn’t be out here. Slowly, I pull my legs from around his lean hips, and he lowers me until my feet meet the ground. But I still cling to his hard body, not letting him step away from me yet.
“You’re the only person who ever looked past my flaws and my heritage and still wanted me.” His gaze watches me closely as he admits that. “Not even my parents were able to do that, Vi.” My thumb brushes against that scar along his jaw as a feeling twists low in my stomach.
I hate his parents for that. I hate that the world ever made him feel like he wasn’t good enough.
“Well, I do.” My temple rests against his. “I want you.” Another humming sound rumbles through his chest as he holds me tighter against him.
Apparently, wanting him and loving him are the same in his mind.
I want him.
I love him.
