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“If you need me to dance with someone else, I can.” I look back at Daemera to see that all of her attention is on the door and the woman that just walked through it. She stands in awe of Josie, who’s waving at us while walking our way. She’s in a gorgeous gold sequined mini dress, her rainbow hair in perfect curls.
Her arms are wide open as she embraces me in a tight hug. “Hey girl! Thanks for asking me to come out!” She takes in Daemera with a smirk. “Who’s your friend?”
“Josie, this is-”
The succubus holds out her hand, cutting off my words. “Mera. And may I just say how ravishing you are?” Josie takes her hand, and both of their eyes widen, their pupils flashing white.
They stare at each other for a moment before Josie turns to me, a wide smile covering her entire face. “Wow,” she mouths. She turns back to Daemera. “Let me buy you a drink?”
“Definitely!” Josie turns, holding Daemera’s hand over her shoulder as they walk to the bar.
I look around at all the guys around me, searching for someone to dance with, but they all avoid my gaze. Instead of searching for a partner, I look for Daemonik instead. He’s a few feet away, dancing with a woman. He’s probably looking for a woman to feed off of. I can’t take that from him.
I decided to just wait by the wall until the girls came back. Daemonik stops me halfway there. “Where are you going?”
“Oh. Josie and Daemera are at the bar. None of the males want to dance with me because they can sense Satan’s brand, so I figured I’d just wait by the wall.”
“That’s not why no one is dancing with you.” My head cocks to the side in confusion. “Don’t look now but there’s a Sin in VIP that’s marked you off limits.” My eyes automatically look towards the second-floor balcony, but they are stopped by Daemonik’s hand on my jaw. “I said don’t look, Mistress.”
“Mistress?”
He pulls me to the middle of the dance floor and places his hands on my hips. “Dance.” As an incubus, I should have expected Daemonik’s every movement to be sexual. The way he dances is so fluid and graceful, and I find it easy to match his movements as he’s doing all the work. “I called you ‘mistress’ because you belong to Satan. ‘Devil’s Mistress?’”
A snort leaves my body against my will. “Funny.” I didn’t mean for my answer to be sarcastic. “Hey, so Daemera introduced herself as just ‘Mera’. I never thought to ask you what y’all wanted to be called. That must make me sound horrible.”
“Girl, chill. I go by Nik, and she goes by Mera. We’re twins and we’ve always been compared to each other. Even our names are meant to be the same. It’s nice to just be me and different from her.”
I place my arms around his neck, moving us closer as we dance. “I would have killed for a sibling. I was an only child raised by my grandparents. Sure, I had friends, but to have a sibling? To have a family? You have no idea how lucky you are to have another half of yourself that you can always count on.” I place my head on his chest for a moment before looking back into his black eyes. “Rellick is all I have now, besides Satan.”
One of his hands move from my hip and cup my cheek. “This is going to get me into so much shit, but you have a lot more than Satan.”
“What do you mean?” Does he mean the other Sins? I know they’re all working together to make me commit sins, but Satan is the only one who wanted me for me. Sloth, Gluttony, and Mammon definitely had the opportunity to brand me if they wanted.
Or is he hitting on me? Would I want him to I already have a lot going on.
Before he could answer me, Nik was flying across the room. And in his place stood Envy, his eyes neon green with rage. “Why the fuck was he touching you when I explicitly made it known that you are off fucking limits?”
Excuse me?! He did what?
Leviathan stands in front of me, with his hand wrapping around my jaw, forcing me to make eye contact. “If you’re going to be here with anyone, it will be with me.”
28. Leviathan
I knew that wrathful son of a bitch had an alternate motive when he told me to ‘take a load off’ and ‘have fun tonight.’ Thinking he was in a good mood because he branded Bree, which I should have been able to do a while ago, that he just wanted everyone else in a good mood.
No. He wanted me to be fucking envious. He knew the fucking succubus would bring her here, to my place. This is my fucking club!
I sensed the moment she entered the building. Immediately I sent out my gossipers to let it be known she was untouchable. I thought if I would have to set anyone straight it would be a human because their instincts are absolute trash. Of course, it would be an incubus to fuck around.
The moment I saw her hands around him, getting too close, I lost it. I jumped off the balcony of the VIP and stalked towards them, so wrapped up in each other that they didn’t see me. Its why it was so easy to grab the fuck-toy by the back of his neck and toss him across the floor.
Maybe I should’ve used less strength as there are some humans in the club, but I’m too pissed. I made it known she was off fucking limits. I freeze the entire club around us so there are no more mistakes.
Bree is enraged. Her cheeks flush with every emotion but when the tips of her ear turn red, I know. “Excuse me?” Her voice is soft and filled with a fake calm. I’m lucky she’s just a human woman. Though they do have that saying about women scorned. “Get your hand off me. Now.”
I squeeze her jaw a second longer before letting her go. She moves to cross her arms, but instead I wrap a hand around her arm and blink us upstairs to VIP, unfreezing everything once we’re out of view. Shoving her into the booth, I sit before she can exit, blocking her in. My elbows are on the table and my head is in my hands. I hate envy.
“How dare you do this to me!” Bree’s voice is outraged which is understandable for her. “First, you take me out only to ignore me! Then, you forbid everyone else from talking to me! And now? Now, I’m being escorted to a remote corner of the club! What the fuck is your problem?”
