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“It’s beginning,” he said.
“What’s…?” I sucked in a ragged breath, the scent of him pouring into my lungs.
My body’s reaction was instant. Heat rising, another cramp rolled through my mid-section and, to my horror, a gush of fluid came from between clenched thighs.
I flew to the nearest corner, wanting him nowhere near me. Space did nothing to make the heat abate; if anything, it worsened.
Reyes halted his approach, seemingly unfazed by the state I was in.
I peered at him dressed in crisp black attire. He looked far too attractive for his own good. The hair on his head was darker than midnight and sexily slicked back. His petite goatee was perfectly trimmed.
His face was far too beautiful to mask the monster beneath; smooth bronze skin and perfectly proportioned masculine features crept towards a chiseled jawline.
When I realized my eyes were moving down his person, I tore my gaze away. What his clothing wasn’t covering, it framed perfectly; I didn’t need to use my imagination. He had long muscular legs, a well-defined torso judging from how the jacket was hugging him, and the arms of a sailor.
Suddenly, with not a word spoken, he released a small trickle of the power he’d been keeping completely masked.
“What did you do to me?” I questioned once more—pleadingly—struggling to understand my body’s signals.
“Ice,” he replied calmly, as if that one word explained everything.
“What is that?” I snapped at him, smashing myself further into the corner and bringing palms to either side of my face.
“Little demi, you were dormant. I’ve found a revolutionary, nearly fail-proof solution for that.”
The truth washed over me like a bucket of cold water. He had done more than drugged me, much more.
“The injections? That IV?” I spat rhetorically.
Now it made sense, why so many had died; their bodies couldn’t handle whatever changes were forced upon them.
Another trickle from Reyes and I could feel my primitive nature awakening with a starving force. Fighting these feelings was like battling an avalanche of snow with an umbrella. My demon wanted the powerful depire in the room and was doing a damn good job of letting me know it.
“It’s pointless to struggle; you’re simply prolonging the inevitable. Let me make you whole.”
“Whole?” I choked out. “You’ve made me unnatural!” I snarled and ground my teeth together as another onslaught of need spread through me.
“Then we are more alike than before.” His answer only pissed me off even more.
“You had no right,” I breathed through clenched teeth.
“Well, no one stopped me.” He spread his hands and grinned at me, releasing another trickle. “Once this has past you can rest.”
Mortified when I felt myself growing wetter, arousal slick between my thighs, I slid down the wall, tugging at my hair. A dark voice inside my mind whispered, urging me to go to him. Reyes stood like a statue; only his eyes tracked my every move with calculated precision.
I clenched my fists to try and gain control of trembling hands. My mind seemed to only want one thing: the man a few feet away.
I fought through the haze as if I were drowning at sea. How was I going to get away from him? There was no exit but the door behind him, and I highly doubted he was going to step aside and let me out of the room.
It dawned on me then that he too had to be affected by my rapidly increasing pheromones. The men in the supe world had primitive instincts instilled in them from birth, their inhuman natures making their react in certain ways. He may have been the one forcing my newly awoken demon into a state of mindless ecstasy, but he was not immune to basic instinct.
His self-control was commendable. A weaker male would have spread me open and fucked me right where I sat huddled on the floor.
No one knew exactly what the depires were, aside from the common knowledge that they were a synthetic mixture of supes.
If you took every breed of us and put them in a blender, you may get whatever the hell Reyes was.
That alone made him much more Alpha than any other male. I dared to glance at him through lowered lashes, and I saw it. In his eyes was the need—no, the carnal urge—to claim me.
Now, I was desperate.
“What do you want from me? How do I make it stop?”
His eyes crinkled, an amused grin spreading across his face. “I want you to lie on the bed and spread your legs.”
My stomach dropped. I was foolish for even thinking he’d give me an out.
“You think I’m going to sleep with you?”
“Sleep? There will be no sleeping, my queen. I’m going to fuck you many times—every way imaginable.”
I didn’t respond to that—couldn’t, for fear of treacherous desire creeping into my tone.
Remaining where I was, minutes or maybe hours went by, and my resolve began to crumble. Whatever cocktail of drugs had been forced into my system was now sloshing through my veins, doing exactly as intended.
