Page 7 of Hell's Reaper


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Jerking with the reckless driving, I hiss when Ledger’s arm bumps mine. He’s hotter than he usually is. “Sorry,” he mutters, rolling down the window for the cool air. He had shifted back into his human form after encountering Thorne, and now his skin smokes against the cold air.

“Hell’s fire hound?” I say, looking at him before noticing he’s butt naked next to me. His body is built for protecting someone. His shoulders are wide and look grabbable. My stomach heats up when I think about digging my nails into them. His body is riddled with muscles, with abs lining his stomach to his deep hip indents. Running my eyes lower, I take in his dick size. His dick is very long, even though it’s not hard.

“Hey! Stop it!” Khazon orders, hitting me in the head with extra clothing.

I glance up at Ledger, handing over the clothes. “Oops. My bad.”

He smirks, not seeming to care.

I keep my eyes averted, letting them all get dressed. I lean forward toward Khazon. “How come you didn’t fully shift to get your telum? Isn’t that only something demonic beings can touch?”

Khazon let out a sigh. “I can’t control the Angel of Death yet.”

I blink at him. That makes two of us now.

Slowly, his hands pat his jacket. “Motherfucking vampire took my Zippo lighter.”

A smirk creeps across my face.

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