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“That’s not—“
“No, don’t lie about it. All I’ve done is use you.”
“You won’t ever see me complaining about you using me that way, Dale,” he said, attempting a sexy smirk because he was probably even more uncomfortable around soft, messy emotions than I was.
“I used you. Even though I knew you wanted more, and that it was hurting you to brush you off every time.”
“Dale, it’s fine.”
“It’s not fine!” I objected, slapping a hand into his chest, a move that made his brow raise even as a smile tugged at his lips. “Be mad at me, damnit.”
“I can’t,” he said, giving me a thoughtful head shake.
“You have to. You can’t let people just walk around treating you like shit.”
“People? No. You?”
“That’s stupid. No one should be allowed to fuck with your feelings. Even if you… like them.”
“Like,” Minos repeated, taking a slow, deep breath as his wings moved outward to tickle my arms. “I don’t think you understand.”
“Understand what?”
“Did your training never tell you about Claiming?” he asked.
“Claiming?” I repeated, flipping through all those long, information-packed classes. But I couldn’t come up with anything. “I don’t think so. What is it?”
“It is something demons, or at least demons like me, can do. I had no fucking idea until it happened to me. With you,” he told me.
“I don’t understand.”
“The first time we had sex, after, that was when I first felt that connection between us. I could see and feel things as you were seeing or feeling them. And I could track you.”
“Okay…”
“Then the feelings just got more and more intense each time I was with you. Claiming is something that happens. Suddenly. Without realizing it is happening. It is like that inner part of me said Mine about you. And a Claim, that is forever. You’re it for me,” he told me.
You’re it for me.
Those words made my chest feel tight.
Because I had never been it for anyone.
“But… but you didn’t choose me.”
“It’s more complicated than that,” he insisted. “It was like that part of me recognized you as being the right one before my more conscious brain did. Doesn’t mean I haven’t grown to feel it for myself though.”
“Even though I’ve been a bitch.”
“Even though,” he agreed, getting another slap to the chest.
“You’re not supposed to agree I’ve been a bitch.”
“Then maybe you should try not to be one in the future,” he suggested, giving me that slow, sexy smirk of his.
“That’s fair,” I agreed, trying to smile, but my face throbbed with the motion. “This is bad, isn’t it?” I asked, waving at my face.
“Yes.”
“Not even going to try to tell me it’s not that bad.”
“I’m not a liar. And you’ll see a mirror eventually.”
Minos’s hips shifted slightly under me, making his still-hard cock press against the juncture of my thighs.
My breath sucked inward at the sensation, making Minos’s eyes flash redder.
My hips did a slow circle against him, making a soft moan escape me.
Minos’s hands moved out, undoing the rest of the buttons on the shirt, then sliding it off my shoulders.
I could feel the sharp points of his talons as the desire grew in his system.
His fingertips moved down between my breasts, making my nipples harden to tight peaks. He shifted outward, teasing over my ribs.
“Have to be gentle,” he said, making me look down to see the bruise over my ribs that was so big it spread across part of my belly.
“We don’t really do gentle,” I said, thinking of the carnage we’d left in our wake more than a few times.
“Because you didn’t want to feel anything,” he said as his fingers kept drifting down. Over my hip, down my thigh, then across, and up, pressing against my cleft, and gently tapping my clit. “Think we’re past that now, yeah?” he asked, eyes blazing as a whimper escaped me.
Some small part of me was whispering insecurities, reminding me about my job, about my destiny.
The rest of me, though, was done living my life for others, and letting their potential opinions shape my behavior.
And steal my happiness.
Because that, I realized as I watched the intense way Minos looked at me, was what I could potentially find with him.
Happiness.
It was such a foreign concept.
But I was willing to explore it.
With him.
But not until he was done doing that delicious little thing with his finger on my clit.
Two fingers slipped inside me, stroking carefully, lazily, driving me up.
“Minos, please,” I begged, and I watched as his eyes went molten as his other hand moved between us, freeing his cock, then positioning it for me as his fingers slipped out of me.
“Take me in,” he demanded, voice tight.
My hips lifted up, then dropped down, taking him to the hilt with a moan.
“No, let me,” he demanded, hands grabbing my hips, holding them still so I didn’t end up hurting myself.
