“Convince him, Lenora. If he tries to leave again, I won’t just bring him back. I’ll remove him entirely.”
The threat lingers between my ears, a hollow echoing that sends a chill down my spine. It bunches my fingers into my palm of the hand not still clasped in his.
I want to warn the demon not to touch him.
I want to remind him I’m in charge. I’m the one who summoned him. I’m the one making the call.
But I don’t think he can hear me without actually speaking and I can’t risk Marcus knowing I can still hear the demon when he’sso upset. The only way to solve this is to calm Marcus down and make sure he stays. Once that is done, I’ll deal with the creature.
I face Marcus. “Will you please trust me?”
“I do trust you, Linny. I trust you with my life.” His features soften and he faces me. His warm hands cradle my cheeks, and I lean into the solid contact. “I would commit unimaginable crimes for you. I love you.” He breaks off like he hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but he sucks in a breath, lets it out in a rush. “I love you, Lenora. I have for far longer than I ever should have, but I would burn the world for you.”
I kiss him.
I meet that firm weight of his mouth with the softness of mine. I taste the pain and fears lining his tongue. When his arm hooks around my waist, I circle mine around his neck and line my front to his.
“Then help me do this,” I breathe in between every hurried sip. “Please. I want you with me.”
The door slams against my back. I barely feel the ornate carvings when I’m lifted. My skirt is bunched around my naked hips. The cool air brushes my exposed sex as my legs hook around his hips. I wait impatiently while he fights with the fastens of his trousers.
“I would do anything for you,” he growls, freeing his cock from its confines.
Nothing else matters.
Not the police still parked in the driveway.
Not the reality of how we found our way back from the highway. We don’t even ask if the car came with us. There is no conversation when I lift my hips and align him. All I can think is how badly I need him inside me. How frantic it all is in my heart.
Somewhere deep at the back of my mind, I think how much simpler this is. How right not to think or feel anything, except the feel of him filling me inch by inch.
Our groans vibrate between us. They wash through the sliver of space between our lips.
“Then stay with me.” I roll my hips, grinding over him. “Do this with me. Please, Marcus. I need you.”
He meets every desperate wiggle with a steady drive of his shaft plunging deeper, harder. The solid wood rattles behind me in rhythmic cracks. My body sings with each thrust I meet with eager drives.
“Mon p’tit, s’il te plaît.”
His desperate plea trickles down my throat as sweet as honey.
And I kiss him harder.
I pour every ounce of my need for him into it, trying to convey all the things I’m too scared to confess.
“I can’t do it alone,” I whisper when the hot surge of his release burns my walls and his pained groan slides across my tongue. “Stay with me, please.”
Breathing hard, Marcus lifts his head and his gaze meets mine. His cock is semi hard, a wedge still lodged inside me, containing the mess he left behind.
“I will do anything for you,mon cœur.Even this if that’s what you want. But you will follow me. You won’t do anything without talking to me first. Agreed?”
I can feel the demon writhing and twisting in the shadows. A snake coiling to strike.
Still, I shake my head. “I can’t do that. I will discuss my decisions with you, but I’m the one who needs to see this through my way.”
Marcus expels a plume of frustration I feel wash across my cheeks.
“This isn’t a game.” He sets me down gingerly and stuffs himself back inside his slacks. “I’m not trying to steal your glory, Linny. You’re not thinking straight. You can’t even see that thisthing you’ve summoned is a dangerous entity that won’t let you leave. The boys wouldn’t want this.”
