Page 11 of Malice

“Find the sigil, break it, and then kill the demon.”

“Sounds so simple.”

“Hah. Right?”

He pushes my hair back and kisses me. Warmth floods my body and my hands go to his hips, pulling his body against mine. I let out a breath and melt against him. Xavier picks me up and carries me to the bed, laying me down and moving on top of me. I widen my legs, welcoming him in between. He kisses me again, soft and gentle at first.

“I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe, Wren.”

“I know you will,” I tell him, reaching up and cupping his face, careful with my injured hand.

“I mean it,” he says between kisses and then lifts his head so he can look at me. “Whatever it takes.”

“I know,” I repeat. “But I don’t think you know how much I’ve wanted this… someone who will save me.” My voice is quiet yet full of emotion. Isn’t that what we all want? To be saved? To have someone who loves us enough to come to our rescue when we need it most because that’s what we would do for them.

“I’m not the knight in shining armor you dreamed about saving you, Wren. I am the villain, and nothing will change that.”

“I don’t want a knight in shining armor because I am no damsel in distress. I want someone who will go to the ends of the earth for me because the thought of not being together is more painful than anything he has to do to keep me.”

“Someone like that will cross lines that can’t be uncrossed.”

“Then we’ll cross them together.”

He kisses me again, this time with more passion than ever before. My heart swells in my chest and I can’t get close enough to him.

“Xavier,” I breathe, lips brushing against his as I mumble his name. He groans in response and moves down, fingers hooking inside the waistband of the PJ pants I put on. In a swift movement, he pulls them down, positioning his head between my legs. My body shudders in anticipation and I glance down at him, lips parting as his mouth touches my most sensitive parts.

He lifts his head so I can watch him draw his fangs. Then he goes back to me, tongue lashing against my clit. A moan escapes me and I move one hand to the mattress, twisting the comforter into a ball in my fist and he takes me into his mouth, licking and sucking at the same time.

Holy shit, it feels so damn good. My eyes fall shut and pleasure winds within me, but this time, it’s mixed with something else, and it enhances everything a million times. I’ve been in some scary situations before. I’ve dealt with demons and darkness not knowing how I’d get out. And yes, I had the Order to back me up, but it was more out of obligation than anything else.

It’s different with Xavier. He will do whatever it takes to keep me safe and knowing I’ve finally found someone who is willing to put it all on the line for the ones they love fills the void inside me.

Knowing I’m close to coming, Xavier pushes a finger inside me, pressing against my inner walls. My entire body tenses and I suck in a breath, holding it as the orgasm ripples through me. I cry out in pleasure, turning my head to the side as I writhe against him. He doesn’t let up and the climax is so intense my ears ring as I arch my back.

He holds me to him and turns his head, fangs sinking into the tender flesh of my inner thigh. The pain mixes with the pleasure and I slit my eyes open, watching him drink from me. It’s the strangest feeling, as it both hurts and feels good at the same time, and knowing that it’s my blood giving him strength makes me feel all the more close to him.

Careful not to drink too much, Xavier licks the little bite wounds and then puts his fingers over them, applying just enough pressure to help stop the bleeding. My heart is racing and I lie there, panting, as we wait a short moment for the bleeding to stop. Then he moves back up to me, and I wipe a smear of my blood off of his face.

“I love you,” I whisper to him and he just growls in response, burying his face in my neck. His fangs scrape against me as he wraps his arms around me, holding me tightly against his body. In a swift movement, he rolls over, bringing me on top so I’m straddling him. I lean down and kiss him, primal passion fueling us as I taste my blood on his lips.

I inch down and undo the button of his pants. It only takes a few seconds to strip him of his clothes. Sitting back on my heels, I slowly take my shirt off, watching him as I strip down, baring my naked body for only him to see. Unable to be patient any longer, Xavier reaches down and pulls me up. I widen my legs and sink down on his cock, moaning as I take him inside me.

My hands land on his firm chest and he grips my waist, bucking his hips along with my movements. It doesn’t take me long to come again, and this time, he comes along with me. I fall forward, panting as I feel his cock pulse inside me. We stay tangled together for a moment and then Xavier carefully lays me down next to him. I force myself to get up and use the bathroom before I doze off.

“Come to bed,” Xavier tells me when I come back from the bathroom. He’s under the covers, still naked, and there is nothing in this entire world that I want right now more than to snuggle up next to my husband and fall asleep, forgetting about everything bad, if just for a mere few hours.

Because a few hours of peace—I fear—is all I’m going to get.

Chapter

Five

“What do you do all day?” Antonio picks up his fork, eyeing the plate of pasta Alan just put down in front of him.

“Lately, it’s just been trying not to die,” I answer. It’s a little after noon, and I just woke up, showered, and joined the land of the living. And by that, I mean Antonio. Mabel did a good job babysitting, though I think she’s starting to look at Antonio as a life-size doll and not my hunter brother.

“So not much different than a normal day.”