Page 85 of The Slayer Seduction

“I know. It’s just a lot. It was easier to think of all these other slayers as beings who just want to kill and take what they want. His journals, all those years collecting things, it made him hard to dislike.”

I nod against her, just holding her tight, basking in the feeling of providing her comfort. We have a job to do right now—none of us will be safe until this last slayer is taken care of.

I can’t wait until we get to have a simpler life. Well, as simple as it will ever be, considering I share my body with an ancient being.

Holding Iris is simple, being there for her is easy, and as I hold her, I soak up all her warmth and comfort, too.

Having Iris in my arms makes me forget everything I might be bitter over. I don’t resent the Slayer anymore. I’m not dwelling over my circumstances, because I have her.

It’s probably not healthy, but none of this is.

Her fingertips dig into my back as she clutches on to me like I’m the thing keeping her grounded and it makes me wonder if I can be the same for her, and maybe even the Slayer.

Maybe my purpose is to hold everyone together so we don’t fall apart. I’m not sure if the Slayer consciously agrees, but I can feel it.

For the first time since he took over my body, I feel like I’m truly wanted here.

“I’ve got you,” I tell Iris.

She rests her chin on my chest, looking up at me in a way no one ever has before. Iris looks at me like I’m worth a damn. That I’m not just some kid from the trailer park pretending to be someone I’m not. She sees me in a way I’ve never let anyone see me before and I hope she knows that when I look at her I see everything good in the world.

That she’s given me a reason to live; that no one on this fucking planet is more kind and considerate than she is.

I want to take away her pain and make sure she’s cared for.

She might be the Slayer’s mate, but I choose her in every universe too.

“I just want one minute where I don’t have to worry about all of this shit,” Iris says.

“I can do that.”

She stands a little taller next to me as I cup the back of her neck, squeezing her warm skin, feeling her heartbeat patter against my fingertips.

“Okay?” I ask, not wanting to make her uncomfortable or cross a line she doesn’t like.

She swallows thickly, giving me these wide eyes, begging me to take it all away. I might not be good at relationships, but this, this I can do.

Her little gasp when my fingers wrap around her neck goes straight to my dick.

I can feel the Slayer at the fringes of my mind, watching, feeling, but desperately intrigued. Fuck, I think we both need this. The amount of control that’s been taken away from me, and the way Iris beautifully wants to let it all go, we are what each other needs.

She and the Slayer are inexperienced and I need to approach this delicately.

“You want me to take it all away, baby? Make you feel so good you forget everything?”

Her tongue darts out, licking her plush lip. I want to suck on it, but I need her to understand my intentions first.

She nods and I give her another slight squeeze, which has her instinctually gasping and pressing her body toward my leg, her body unconsciously begging for friction.

“Words are important. If at any moment it’s too much or if you’re unsure, I need you to communicate that with me. We’ll start slow, easy. Is there anything you know you don’t like?”

“I…I never liked anything before the Slayer and you touched me.”

The Slayer’s pleasure in my mind is desperate and wanton, yet he doesn’t take control. He wants to watch, see where this goes. Though, I don’t think I can see him being anything but delicate and pleasing with Iris. I can be the dominating force she needs.

Being needed by her, giving her something he can’t, fills me with unbridled want.

“It’s because your body knew who you belonged to, didn’t it?”