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“Dante, I’m sorry,” she says, blinking the sheen from her eyes.
Fuck. I knew it. Remorse adds a bit of a whine to her whispery voice. She feels bad for taking advantage of their deal and him.
Heat blazes across my face, and I summon power in my free hand and chuck it at Dante, getting him to move out of the way. “Don’t apologize to the bastard. He should’ve known better.”
Raven inhales a small breath. “But—”
“Go get cleaned up. I hate seeing and smelling that demon all over you. When you’re done, go wait for me in my room.” I set her on her feet and nudge her, guiding her to stroll past Dante without stopping. “Tonight, you’re mine. Save your regret and apologies for Dante tomorrow.”
She only nods, giving Dante one more look.
We watch her shuffle to where we dropped her stuff in the corner of the room. I wonder when she’ll ask us for some place to put it. Standing next to Dante, we remain silent until she disappears into the bathroom and the shower turns on.
“Is she okay—”
Swinging my fist, I punch Dante hard in the gut, sending him reeling. The edges of my vision shadow, my rage consuming me. Raven might have left by her own will, but he is the one to have bargained with her over time that wasn’t his to give. He’s why she left in the first place. Had he just listened to me when I told him she needed to be around us if she’s going to ever get used to us and stop resisting, she would’ve never been hurt, hunted, and almost sent right to Lucian for him to discover our shortcomings.
“Micah nearly sent her to Hell!” I yell, ramming my hands into his chest. “A fucking pest put his hands on her! This is your fault!”
Unfurling his wings, Dante expands them out to keep himself in place. “You better have killed the demon.”
“Of-fucking-course I did! You should’ve seen her face, realizing who I was in my true form. You’re lucky it didn’t ruin it for me. Had Micah not pissed her off, she wouldn’t have even kissed me.” I summon red fire in my palms, replaying the moment in my mind. “Any chance of igniting his interest in her would’ve disappeared.”
“Wait, she kissed you?” His eyes flash with his envy.
“That’s what you’ve chosen to focus on? If you must know, I’ll be banging the hell out of her later, too. She’ll learn exactly what kind of beast I am as I make her beg for more.” Was it petty of me to mention it? Who fucking cares. I’m pissed at him.
Dante flares his nostrils. “Until I get my time with her. I’ll ensure she never thinks about you again.”
The shower shuts off, and I take advantage of Dante glancing over his shoulder at the hallway and punch him in the gut again. “I’d love to see you try. Now, until then, get the fuck out of here and track Micah. I need you to see if he’s still around. He’s our first target.”
“Fucking predictable. He was on the edge before Cassius yanked him back.” Dante growls at saying another one of the traitor’s names and scratches his beard. He glances over his shoulder, hearing Raven crack the door open.
Little eavesdropper. “My room, angel-girl. Make yourself comfortable.”
She sighs and slams my door, only to crack it open. I let it slide, grinning at Dante. He looks jealous as fuck, the vein on his neck bulging.
Stepping closer, he jams his fingers into my shoulder as he leans in to whisper, “You fucking take good care of that sexy troublemaker.”
I laugh, and smack his back. “Well look at you, keeping your envy in check. If you get back early enough, maybe she’ll let you watch. You know I will.”
Dante groans deep in his throat, turned on by my suggestion. The damn voyeur. I shove him away and whip my tail at the back of his legs, making him growl. Storming toward the door, he flings it open and unfurls his black wings.
“Hey, Raven! Kase thinks he will get his way with you and get to bone you all night long. How about you deny him, and I’ll let you sleep in my room by yourself tomorrow if you want?” Dante flashes his fangs at me with his cocky-ass smile.
Before I can lunge at him, he steps onto the porch and disappears. I grumble and shut the door, knowing damn well that the fucker got me good. There’s no way Raven’s going to let her guard down for some fun now unless I work twice as hard. It’s a good thing I have all damn night. And even if she doesn’t let me wet my dick in her hot snatch, at least I’ll have her close enough to tease. She’ll wear down. I know it.
I turn on my feet and hear Raven click my door closed. She’s probably anxiously waiting for me to meet her in my room, so I head to the kitchen. Throwing a grilled cheese sandwich on the stove, I quickly put together the best fucking dinner I can manage considering I don’t eat anything besides pussy. Women like both things—someone cooking for them and getting their clits licked—and I gotta charm the pants off her if I want her lacing her fingers around my cock instead of having to use my own.
I grab an apple from the bowl on the counter and then pour a glass of water, holding it with my tail. Strolling down the hall, I listen as Raven messes with the blinds on my sliding glass door. I release a low whistle, giving her a chance to pretend she’s not my little troublemaker.
I open the door and find her standing in front of my dresser, tracing her fingers across one of my favorite daggers. Picking it up, she spins and points it at me. A playful smile lights up her beautiful face as she carves something in the air.
“Put the food down nice and slow, and I won’t hurt you.” Raven points to the plate in my hand. “You guys suck at feeding me.”
I bark a laugh and toss the plate on my bed. “Feeding you? You sound as if you think of yourself as our pet. Come on, angel-girl. That whole kitchen is stocked for you.”
“It is?” she twists her lips to the side.
