Great. Reidar knew how much the warriors enjoyed surprises.
It was the work of a moment to get the schedules aligned so that the brothers would all be under one roof and the missions to find theamsouelotswould not be interrupted more than they already had been. As it was, the search for Asmia had taken precedence, but the urgency for finding those females belonging to the warriors was equally important. Considering the repercussions if Lucifer were to get his hands on one of them…
Why was it everything seemed to be out of control right now? It was as though chaos had settled over the mansion and was doing its best to stir shit up. Not quite a year ago, they’d been spending their nights fighting demons, seeking them out rather than being on the defensive. These days, demons were the least of their worries, save for those who’d been slated to find theamsouelots, Perfidious having been at the top of that most-wanted list. Now they were looking for him for an entirely different reason.
Reidar thought back to Winnie’s demand that he leave the mansion, otherwise she was going without him. He had to wonder whether he would’ve been able to agree even if she had been hisamsouelot. The thought of leaving his family behind…
With a heavy exhale, Reidar turned his attention to the others in the room. Now was not the time for his personal bullshit to get in the way. He’d deal with that later.
Much later if he was lucky.
“You look lovely this evening,” Perfidious toldAsmia when the female stood to greet him.
Although it’d been nearly a week since he’d started with the mind-control efforts, Perfidious wasn’t taking any chances with his sweet Fae. Until he could trust she wasn’t going to slit his throat while he slept, he figured it best she remained behind these solid bars, protected deep within the mountain. Which meant he was still sleeping alone, something he wasn’t all that fond of.
“I’d prefer to see you without the dress though,” he told her.
Asmia’s black eyes glittered as a smile pulled at her mouth. Without hesitation, she quickly slipped the black silk from her body. The fact she wore nothing beneath pleased him immensely.
It was all he could do not to shove her to the ground and mount her from behind. His cock raged with the need to claim her, but he was refraining for now. The first time he took her would be something they would remember for the rest of their days, so he figured there was no reason to rush. This was just the beginning for them.
“The angels have called off their search for you,” he lied, keeping his voice even. “They’ve cast you aside, moved on to more important things. I thought you should know.”
There was no reaction on her part. Not so much as a grimace on those lovely features.
“You knew that was going to happen, though. You’re nothing but an employee to them, a servant.” Perfidious paused behind her, sliding his finger down her spine. “How does that make you feel?”
“It doesn’t,” she replied softly.
“You don’t care about them anymore?”
“No.”
He smiled, then leaned in and brushed his lips to her shoulder. “That’s good. I’m the only one you should be worried about now. I’m the one who’ll care for you, Asmia, keep you safe. You know that, right?”
“Yes.”
He tried to pretend the robotic responses didn’t bother him. It was temporary. For now he would continue to control her mind, to keep her enslaved to him that way. It was necessary while he chipped away at those loyalties of hers. Before long, he would have her defeated, feeling as though she was nothing. At that point, Perfidious planned to build her back up, mold her into the perfect queen.
And in the meantime, he would wait for his request to be approved. It had been a gamble, but he’d sought Lucifer’s approval in aligning their souls. The king of Hell hadn’t gotten back to him yet, but Perfidious knew his request was being considered.
“Are you hungry, gorgeous?” He strolled around to stand in front of her. “Would you like to feed from me?”
Her eyes remained straight forward, locking on his face. “Yes.”
“Say please.”
“Please, Perfidious, may I feed from you?”
He untied the sash that held his smoking jacket closed, then let the silk fall open, revealing his chest. He happened to be quite fond of the human he’d acquired recently. One of the best he’d come across in quite some time. However, he was starting to wonder why he even bothered. Eventually Asmia would need to get acquainted with his true form. Considering the human husk wouldn’t survive in Hell, he would have to leave it behind.
“Come to me,” he ordered, maintaining his position a few feet away.
When she stepped forward, he braced himself for her touch. Those soft hands flattened on his chest, and no sooner did they make contact than Perfidious felt that flood of euphoria. It was almost better than sex, the way her body siphoned his energy. He’d done some reading on the subject and learned that the Fae fed from the emotional energy, not merely strength. It was a peculiar phenomenon, but it intrigued him.
As he stood there, his cock throbbed, tenting the fly of his silk pants, pulsating with the need to find entrance into her lovely body.
Soon, he reminded himself. Only a little while longer and this gorgeous female would be ripe for the taking. In the meantime, he was going to keep her nourished and under his spell.
