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The reality of my situation seemed to fully sink in and the amusement faded instantly. Nico blinked. “Wait, really? You knotted her? I thought she was a hybrid.”
“She is,” I growled. Turning my face away, I struggled to keep my emotions in check. “Half human…half succubus.”
“Well, fuck.”
Scoffing, I stared at the unconscious woman beneath me. “You’re telling me. This was not what I had in mind when I ordered her into my possession.”
“Right. She was just supposed to be a fuck doll for you to break.” Nico shook his head and came to a halt a few feet away. He ran his fingers through his hair while he studied the scene he had managed to stumble into. “You should’ve just put her to death with the others, boss.”
It took everything I had not to curl my fingers into the mattress. With how much raw emotion was tearing through my system right now, I would easily rip the material and risk severing the metal pieces woven together beneath it. “That doesn’t help me right now, does it?”
The demon lord surprised me by pulling out the gun tucked into the back of his jeans. All it took was one swift movement to flip the safety off and put a bullet into the chamber. He came right up to the bed to press the muzzle against Quinn’s temple. “I can fix that.”
Grabbing the gun was the last thing I expected to do, especially when Nico was willing to give me an out to a very fragile situation. That didn’t stop my hand from shooting out. My fingers curled around the barrel of the weapon and I managed to force the gun down before he could fire. The bullet pierced the wooden floorboards beneath the bed, away from my pet.
Nico blinked, stunned.
My palm stung from having such a firm grip on hot metal. It was the least of my concerns. I hadn’t anticipated stopping him from doing the one thing I could not. The fact that I had simply brought me right back to the messy situation that I had found myself in.
Quinn was a succubus, even if she wasn’t a full blood, and my body had become hooked on her from the moment we crossed paths. As long as my mind was foggy from her presence, I wasn’t going to think clearly enough to let anyone remove her. Which meant killing her was impossible until I was out of range.
“So… That isn’t an option.” Nico’s voice was soft.
I finally managed to pry my fingers off the weapon. “Nope.”
The fact that I couldn’t allow him to remove the growing obstacle still lying unconscious on my bed was bringing some dangerous theories to the surface. An incubus couldn’t get addicted to a succubus’ body from just one fucking. It was wild sex, certainly, but such a rapid bond could only mean something that hadn’t crossed my mind in centuries.
How did this happen? I was a thousand years past the expiration date of such a situation. Yet here I was…imprisoned by her body.
It took a moment for the demon lord to move. He flipped the safety back on before returning the gun to its proper place. As he tugged his shirt back over it, his lips twitched into a small smirk. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen this expression on your face. It’s quite entertaining, actually.” He left the room behind with his footsteps heading straight for my bedroom. When he returned, he had a shirt for me in his hand.
A deep growl rumbled from within my chest. “Is there a reason why you came by my home, Nico?”
“Aside from the fact that you weren’t answering my first set of calls?” He spread his hands in a casual shrug. “Men have been on Marcillo since the meeting—”
“Get to the point!” I snapped.
The demon lord responded with an irritable huff. “We lost them. Angels left town.”
The rage brewing beneath the surface quickly spiraled out of control. It tore through my veins with so much heat that I immediately became restless. Although I was absolutely livid by the news, it did help to finally kill the swelling in my cock. I pulled from Quinn with a snarl. “Whose men were assigned to them?”
Nico watched me grab my clothes from the floor. There wasn’t an ounce of shame within him as he watched me use my own shirt to wipe myself off, leaving a red hue to the white material. “Archer’s.”
I paused, one hand still fisted around my cock. “Archer’s,” I repeated.
He nodded slightly. “Hence why I needed to talk to you. Marcillo doesn’t have enough juice to teleport often, which means he was more than willing to use what he had left just to get out of town.”
Releasing a livid snarl, I tossed the ruined shirt into a nearby hamper and pulled on the rest of my clothing. “I want all eyes on the ground until we find out where that bastard jumped to.”
“Already on it, boss.”
I paused. “I want Archer brought to me.”
His eyebrows furrowed. “Sir?”
My eyes swung toward him. “I want to know how someone who doesn’t lose a target managed to have two of them slip out under his watchful eye. I’m after answers, Nico.”
No matter who I have to force them out of.
