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She tries to move, but I keep her pinned between my body and my car. She shudders again when I press against her, pissed about the fact that my damn cock is betraying me and showing her that this is turning me on. I choose to ignore it, especially when she sucks in a sharp breath, because it’ll make thinking too damn hard right now.
“You’re scared, little girl. You’re light, you’re vulnerable, and you’re shivering. But if you’re determined to do this, then fine. I’ll let you, but only until you get in my way.”
It feels good when she tries to move again, because her body presses more solidly against mine, and her breaths grow husky, making her all the more tempting. Damn those lips are really starting to get to me.
“You’re the one getting in my way, not the other way around.”
Leaning back quickly, I smirk at her, especially when I see her sway a little upon my abrupt withdrawal. Crossing my arms over my ashy chest, I measure her. She’s definitely trying to prove something, but she’s too damn eager.
“Thad told me once that opening the gates weakened him. That’s why he rarely uses his abilities. Obviously you’re using the gates of the planes to maneuver from place to place so quickly. And you just sucked me off this plane. Yet you seem unaffected.”
She rolls her shoulders back and levels me with her sternest glare. Even though I know she can knock me off this plane with little effort, she still doesn’t scare me. Next time I’ll be prepared.
“That’s because I don’t use the gates. Considering my visions went weak, I needed to hone my only other power or be left vulnerable to the poachers who already took me once. It took a while, but I discovered a way to open portals. It’s easy to maneuver one person through them. Any more than two, and I have to open the gate.”
That’s definitely impressive. “So you can just throw any fey into another plane?”
“I can throw any fey or any thing into another plane, but it doesn’t always hold them for long. Time moves differently—faster outside the breathing plane. You were gone for less than two minutes, but it feels like hours on the planes.”
This girl… “You think I need to be educated on time differences?” I ask, amused.
I’m rewarded by the glimmer of embarrassment that crosses her eyes as she bristles and turns a little pink. Instead of answering, she looks toward the house, as though she’s waiting for her invitation. But I’m not through grilling her just yet.
“So these portals you open, do they work on a vast level or just on occasion?”
Her eyes return to me, and she shifts uncomfortably, as though she really doesn’t want to be talking about this.
“Both. I can use them for myself easier than I can use them against others because I feel the fabric when I’m inside. I’ve used them as a weapon many times. However, using them too much at once does weaken me, because I eventually have to exert the same force as opening a gate, and I’m still young. But that doesn’t mean I’m a kid.”
Reaching over, I thumb her bottom lip, unable to keep my fucking hands to myself, and her breath hitches the second I touch her. Without meaning to, she loses control of her aura, exposing the colorful flames of seduction.
She wants me just as much as I want her, and that’s not a good thing to know. Not. At. All. As if my damn dick wasn’t already aching to be inside—
“You two just going to stand out there eye-fucking, or shall I tell you where we’re going?” Karma asks from my porch, her voice like ice-water dousing the blazing inferno between our auras.
Kimber jerks away hastily, her eyes going from a lusty haze to an angry glare. She apparently doesn’t want to want me
any more than I want to want her. Well isn’t this just as screwed up as shit can get? Why me?
Groaning internally, I follow her up to my front porch where the half demon girl passes through my threshold without my consent.
What… the…
“By the way, you should probably upgrade your spells. Half breeds don’t fall under the category of needing permission for a fey protection spell,” Karma says in answer to my unspoken question.
“But I still need permission,” Kimber says quietly, her eyes cast downward like she’s afraid to look up and meet my gaze.
“Kimber can go in,” I mumble under my breath, not looking as she passes by me and heads inside.
We always knew other shit escaped from purgatory, but we had no idea what. It’s hard to search for things when you don’t know what you’re looking for. Old magic was so much stronger back when humans believed. Their fears fueled us. The earth—where our magic is mostly derived from—was healthier, making spells so much more powerful. They managed to extract the intangible and lock it away as easily as a flesh-and-blood being.
In one day, my world has been turned upside-down. Now there’s a half demon in my house—something that shouldn’t be in the realm of possibility. There are countless combinations out there who are just coming into their immortality, along with so many others—who knows how many—that will be turning immortal. And then there’s Kimber… Damn her. She refuses to bow out, and she’s slowly growing to be an enormous distraction for me.
Kimber takes a seat on the couch, her eyes averting mine, and Karma is leaned against my bar that splits the kitchen and living room. She has a phone… My phone. What the hell?
“I didn’t have a phone, so I had to borrow yours,” she says, once again answering a question that was spoken only in my mind.
“Can you read minds?”
