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And it’s sick and twisted and doesn’t make any sense, but I can’t deny the way I suddenly feel so aroused. He just scared the ever-loving shit out of me, yet I’m overwhelmingly enamored.

Something is wrong.

He breathes in deep, and his pupils dilate, becoming even wilder.

“That’s right, my pet.MyDawn. You just wanted me too much. I understand the feeling.” Even his breath is frenetic, breathy, and out of control. The gap between us disappears as he presses his body against me, gripping my hips painfully tight. “As much as I’d have loved to indulge you sooner, my self-control is limited with you. I needed you to be sure, because there is no taking this back.”

You’re in danger, Kae.

Leaning forward, he lightly brushes his lips against mine. “You are a star, indeed, because I’ve fallen into your orbit. I see now how hopeless it was for me to resist.”

I hesitate—trying to use my logic, to think about all the fear I just had over my own safety—but something inside me rages against it. Worse than a bitch in heat, I’m driven mad with lust. It’s all I can feel now. It’s all I can taste. I need him.

Don’t! Get out!

Like Atlas collapsing under the weight of the world, I give in to his kiss.

Abaddon doesn’t hold back.

Where there was once an exploration, there’s now only greedy consumption. Every one of the seven deadly sins passes through his lips, singing praise to the cardinal evocations.

Before I know it, I’m in the air, wrapping my legs around his waist.

He presses me against the wall, exploring every bit of my mouth with his tongue. Devouring me, body and soul, like the demon king he is. It’s so fervent, so wild, that I reach for the hem of my shirt, ready to rip my clothes off for him?—

Then I hear someone swear.

Semyaza?

Slowly, Abaddon pulls his mouth off mine, dragging my lip between his teeth before letting go. A small smile stays on his lips as he lazily puts me back on my feet, taking a step away from me, leaving my body aching with unresolved tension. His wings finally collapse in, revealing two angels standing at the entrance to the cave.

One of them stares at me like I’ve just broken something sacred.

“Dusk,” I gasp, clutching my chest in physical pain. “I didn’t know?—”

“By all means, don’t let us interrupt.” His voice is curt and cold, but his eyes say everything he won’t admit aloud. “You two are clearly quite busy.”

“Dusk, I’m so sorry!” I rush toward him, but he walks away faster than I can reach him. “I didn’t—I didn’t mean to!”

My useless apologies, the nonsensical drivel, go completely ignored. By the time I make it to the cave’s entrance, he’s already in the air. I watch, helpless, as the blur of white and gold disappears over the canyon’s edge.

“It was going to happen eventually,” Abaddon whispers in my ear, suddenly behind me. “I told you. I don’t share.”

I want to fear him. I want to run away.

But I can’t.

All I can feel is the ugly remnants of unquenchable desire for him.

Somehow, I force myself to whirl around, meeting Abaddon’s eyes. “You’ve done enough for today. I’m leaving.”

“Kae—”

“Save it. I do not want to talk to you right now.” Before I begin my trek, I take one last look over my shoulder. “Semyaza, if you’d like to walk with me, feel free.”

I catch him casting an apologetic look at Abaddon before saying quietly, “I’ll make sure she gets back safely, brother.”

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