EVA
What just happened?
Eva had had sex before, in fact she had had sex quite a few times. But it had never been likethat.It had felt like a full-body experience, a tingling sensation that encompassed every inch of her skin. The feeling was gone, only echoes left, but now there was a warmth deep within her chest that wasn’t there before.
Blood had spread across most of the bed, little drops of crimson that decorated the sheets, duvet and pillows in obscene patterns. Some still coated her breasts, as well as smeared along Kace’s jaw. His eyes were reflective when he lifted his face, the tattoos along his arm pulsating, glowing a white light much brighter than it was before.
Panic creased his expression, his breathing laboured as he jumped from the bed, his body as rigid as a statue.
“Kace?” Eva scooted slowly to the edge of the bed.
The bedroom door smashed open, coming clean off its hinges as two men stood shadowed in the opening.
“You okay?” Xander stepped inside, eyes dipping to the blood smeared along her skin.
Eva sat frozen, horror tightening her muscles as she flicked her attention between the two men. “What…?”
“You need to back away, slowly,” one said, his gaze hard as he stared at Kace. A scar split down his face, harshing his features. She recognised him as another one of the Guardians who had protected Kyra, but right then she couldn’t remember his name.
Kace growled, his breathing rapid. “Mine,” he said, his voice an impossibly deep tone that sent shivers down her spine.
Xander cursed, holding his hands up as he took a single step in the room. “K…”
“Get Riley,” the scarred man interrupted. “I’ll protect her.”
Multiple colours burst from Kace’s skin, blinding as Eva held her hand up to save her eyes. A howl echoed, rattling the walls as she turned to face the most terrifying, yet beautiful creature she had ever seen. Where Kace once stood was an enormous beast, its head shaped similar to a wolf’s, but bigger with thick forearms closer to a lion. Grey fur covered it’s body, slick with muscles and markings that glimmered down its entire left side. The same swirls and symbols that Kace had tattooed.
Holy shit!
“Kace?” she whispered, and the beast’s head turned towards her, upper lip lifted to show impressive fangs.
“Get out of here!” the scarred man shouted at her, stepping further inside the room. A sword was in his hand, long and sharp that glinted against the lamp on the floor.
Eva jumped from the bed, placing herself between the beast and the man. She hissed, the sound unnatural as her hands tightened into fists. “Don’t you dare touch him!” Her words became garbled through her fangs, which had elongated past her lips. Fur brushed her back, a snarl so loud she felt it along her naked skin.
“Eva!” Xander warned just as a dark-haired man entered through the door. “Get back!”
Arms wrapped around her waist, and before she could react, she felt herself being pulled apart with a static pop.
Chapter28
Eva
Eva’s elbow connected to someone’s face, hard enough she felt the crack. The arms that held her dropped, and she turned, her fist connecting to a solid chest.
“Fuck me!” the stranger growled, the words coming out slightly blurred as he rubbed at the skin she had just hit. “I think you’ve broken my fucking jaw!” He disappeared with a pop, appearing a few feet away with a scowl.
Eva took a second to figure it was soft grass beneath her feet, a deafening roar ripping through the house that glowed just behind, containing nothing but pure rage. “Touch me again and I’ll shove something very large and sharp up where the sun doesn’t shine.” Wind rustled her hair, and she scraped it back behind her ears.
The dark stranger squinted. “Is that a promise?” He sucked at his lip before grimacing, reaching up to stroke along his jaw again. “This is the thanks I get for saving your fine arse.”
“Saving me?” she echoed, another roar, followed by shouts getting louder. “Who exactly are you?”
Why the fuck does he have red eyes?
“The name’s Lucifer,” he said, clicking his tongue. “Or Lucy. Or sex god or even…” A window smashed, drawing both their attention. “Fuck me, he’s on a big one tonight.” He tore the t-shirt from his chest, throwing it at Eva’s face. “Put that on before he catches you naked. Trust me, If I have to choose between you or me, I choose me every fucking time.”
Eva tugged the shirt over her head, the fabric long enough to almost reach her knees. Except there was slits throughout the design, revealing so much flesh it wasn’t much better than being naked.
