He circled the cool talon around her nipple, careful not to hurt her. The sensation had the tips of her breasts tingling. “Tell me it feels good to be nice and relaxed and submissive for me.”
Dazed, Nix watched the spirals and slurred out, “Mm,feels good.”
“What a good, good, submissive you are.”
“Fucking speed this up, incubus,” Thierry snapped from somewhere behind Bael’s wings. Somewhere outside of Nix’s line of vision. Because she couldn’t tear her gaze from Bael’s mesmerizing, swirling eyes.
At Thierry’s demand, Bael rolled his eyes. For a second, Nix regained her bearings. “Hey, wait, what’s—”
“So sleepy,” Bael whispered to her, connecting their gazes once more.
Pretty spirals.
“Nix,” Bael rasped in his hypnotic voice. “I want you to answer my questions with complete honesty, okay? Can you do that for me, pretty, sleepy girl?”
“Mmkay,” she muttered drowsily.
“How did you know Persius was a pegasus shifter?” Bael asked.
Wait… She was worried about answering that for some reason… Right?
“Hey, hey,” Bael said softly. “Keep looking into the pretty spirals. Don’t they make you feel so good? So loose and sleepy and a little bit horny—”
“Careful, incubus,” Thierry scolded again.
Bael purred to Nix, “The spirals want to know. Be a good girl and tell them what you know, and they’ll make you feel so good. Don’t you want to feel good, baby?”
Her thoughts were moving so slow. So…sleepy.
BE A GOOD GIRL AND TELL ME THE TRUTH.
GOOD GIRLS GET REWARDED.
“How?” Bael repeated. “How did you know what he was?”
“Cause…” She mumbled back dreamily, “He told me.”
Bael blinked for a second, but the spirals were back immediately.
“I didn’t tell her anything,” Persius stressed in the background somewhere behind Bael’s glorious wings. “I don’t even know her.”
“People don’t lie during hypnosis,” Bael told Persius while keeping his eyes locked on Nix’s. He asked her, “When did he tell you?”
She squirmed again. The smooth back of Bael’s claw circled around her hard nipple. “Mm, future.”
Bael stared at her.
“Did she say future?”
Bael repeated, “When did he tell you what he was? Think back, let the spirals guide you to the memory. When, baby?”
“In the…future.”
“What do you know about the future?” Bael asked her, his voice sounding less seductive this time.
“Scary,” Nix muttered.
“What the heck is she talking about?” Persius piped up.
