Chapter Seven
Demon
I woke up with my leg screaming in pain. Angel was right about me feeling the pain when the anesthetic wore off. She was on top of me, a soft snore coming out of her slightly open mouth.
Shit, I was stabbed last night, and I fucked Angel so many times I’d lost count. Satan was going to kill me when I told him, and I had to tell him. Getting my ass kicked the day after getting stabbed was going to suck ass. I guess there was something to be said at getting all the shit done at the same time.
Angel stirred causing something else to stir as well. I couldn’t believe she was a virgin. I grinned thinking that her first time was with her hands braced against a wall with me lifting her up while squeezing her tits. Fuck, my dick was rock hard just thinking about it.
I should feel bad taking her so roughly the first time, but I didn’t. I’d marked her and now she was stuck with me. I laid out all the fucking reasons we shouldn’t be together, and she decided to ignore them. There was no way I was letting her go now that I’d had her.
Without waking her, I went and made coffee. I also shoved a handful of pain pills into my mouth. I started the shower before going back to the bed. Angel’s hand shot out from under the covers, her fingers grasping for the coffee. I handed her a half full mug, and she retracted her hand. A face peeked out for a sip.
“The shower’s hot,” I said, amused at her face of pure joy as she sipped the strong brew.
Angel took another sip, slid out of the covers and moved toward the bathroom. I watched her heart shaped ass walk away from me. My dick so hard I could punch a hole through granite. Angel turned her head over her shoulder and caught me staring. I winked, not caring that she caught me.
“Are you going to join me?”
I sprinted to her, picking her up, and carrying her under the spray.
“Not the coffee,” she screamed, thrusting her hand away from the spray. She leaned against the tile, watching me shower as she finished her coffee.
“Your turn.” I took the empty mug from her, putting her under the spray.
I squirted soap into my hands, lathering them up and moving them over her wet slick body. She winced when I reached in between her legs.
“Sore?”
“A little,” she answered. Her body responded to my touch, even though she was in pain.
I reached behind her, shutting off the water. With Angel wrapped in a towel, I led her into the kitchen, her empty mug dangling from my hand.
Angel sat on the counter as I made her another cup of coffee. Seeing her sit in my kitchen, her bare legs dangling, made me forget that I had work to do downstairs. I pulled a chair out from the kitchen table, and sat it right in front of her.
“What are you doing?” she asked, sitting her coffee next to her.
“Kissing you to make you feel better.” And with that I spread her legs and feasted on a breakfast made from heaven.
When she was panting, limp on my lap, I figured this would be the time to set things straight. “We need to talk.”
She stiffened against me. I kissed the top of her head, but she still didn’t relax.
“Do you want me to go with you when you break it off with Blake?”
She shifted so she could see me. Her eyes bright, but crinkled in the corner. “Why would I want you to go with me?”
“Because if he has any brains in his fucking head, he’s going to lose his mind when you tell him it’s over. And it is over.” My hand was firm on her thigh. The heat between us was undeniable.
“I know it’s over, Demon. I cheated on him. I had already decided I was going to break up with him before I kissed you.”
I wanted to roar, to kiss her until her lips were swollen and branded with me. She was mine.
“I want you to call me as soon as it’s over. And you’ll come back here when you’re finished. I’ll talk to Rukus, let him know you’re going to start helping him.”
“You don’t have to do this, Demon.” She patted my chest. “Don’t feel like you owe me. I know you feel bad for taking my virginity, but I’m twenty-three for fuck’s sake it was bound to happen. You don’t need to feel responsible for me.”
Stubborn ass female.
