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Gold expanded in Seren’s eyes. Agone waited, knowing Seren couldn’t deny it, but he couldn’t lie and not be damned.
“Yes.” Seren nodded. “It is a good thing.” He spun away and put some much-needed distance between them. “Since it is out of our hands, a compromise is in order.”
This was a pleasant surprise. “I’m interested.”
“Eden’s needs come first. In order to guarantee her safety, I propose we guard her separately.”
“Rotations?” Agone liked the idea.
“Yes. I take sunrise to sunset. You take sunset to sunrise.”
It was summer. The days were longer than the nights. Agone shook his head. “No. We each have twelve hours. Noon to midnight. Midnight to noon. I take first watch, starting now.” Agone couldn’t leave her, not yet.
Seren huffed but tipped his head in acceptance. “I take over at noon, demon.”
“Goodnight, angel.”
A grimace tightened Seren’s face, replaced by resignation. Had the angel come to accept their situation? Seren glanced at Eden’s apartment once more. “Keep her safe, demon.” Yes. He had.
“With my immortal life, angel.”
Seren vanished and Agone’s first official watch began.
Chapter 8
Eden didn’t go to work. Sick leave was created to be used, and after the night she had, she embodied the definition of physical and mental unwellness.
Once she’d asked for an explanation as to why she, out of millions, waschosento receive powers, Agone looked at Seren as if to say, “You go first.” Seren glowered at the demon, then cleared his throat. Eden braced. What was about to fall out of his mouth would certainly be bullshit.
Was it any surprise after dealing with Agone and Seren? No. Once they’d spewed a ridiculous story about her fighting some big baddie demon —
You know what? I will not waste time thinking about it and them again,she decided as she strolled through the Avenues shopping mall at ten in the morning. She hit up Old Navy for some jeans and a few halter tops that would show off her new tats. Tats that were done yesterday and healed less than twelve hours later.
Not going to think about it.The less she dwelled on the impossible, the more last night became unreal. A brain aneurysm, a dream her overworked brain had conjured. A fantasy her sleep deprived imagination created.
Except a smoky, gritty scent mixed with what she could only describe as sunshine lingered in the apartment after they’d vanished. The heady combination of scents had her body primed for a rough, no holds barred fucking. She fell on to her bed, grabbed her vibrator, and set that bitch on high. Two mediocre orgasms later, she collapsed on to her soaked sheets, exhausted, unsatisfied.
Oh look!Spencers. She entered the store for the “Zero F*cks Given” T-shirt. Her dirty mind didn’t need fertilizer, not with the rampant images of Agone and Seren headlining her fantasies.
Staunchly monogamous, she hadn’t a clue why she was attracted to both men. Yes, they were gorgeous, tall, dark, and mysterious, masculine in the extreme, but no. She couldn’t go there.
Attracted to did not mean she had to act upon it. She was not an animal in heat. She controlled her pussy. Not the other way around.
Standing in front of a display of vibrators and edible panties —Damn! One head buried between herthighs, eating her out. While a cock slid deep into her throat.A shudder began in her core and spread outward to her toes, fingers, and every follicle on her head. Was that a fantasy? Or a premonition? It seemed so real, Eden had to catch herself or fall into the display.
Something had to be wrong with her because this was not her. She wasn’t the girl who lusted after two men, especially when her last two boyfriends refused to understand the meaning of loyalty or monogamy. Faithless bastards.
Regardless of what her wanton libido desired, she wouldn’t screw either of them. Bottom line: they weren’t human.
Wonder how their cocks looked. Agone’s demon dick and Seren’s angelic rod.
Stop that!
No screwing because they weren’t human, and they wanted to use her. She was nothing but a tool for some nefarious plot.
Yet, the open heat in Agone’s eyes left no doubt he wanted to bend her over and make her scream. Seren, that angel, was a simmering cauldron of pent-up desires he failed to hide. He wanted her spread in front of him explicitly for his tongue and teeth to explore before he got down to the fucking.
How did she know these things?
