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“Angel-girl, fuck. You’re in so much trouble for scaring the hell out of us. Where are you, so I can disembowel anyone who dared lay a finger on you. Andre said you refused to leave the Jizz-Master alone.” Kase’s voice growls with his words. “Do you know how badly I want to spank and then fuck that ass of yours for being a disobedient soul? They want you, not Elias.”
I want so badly to tell him to shut the fuck up and focus, because the guardians definitely have a boner for killing Elias too. If only I couldn’t feel the weight of Preston’s stare on the back of my head as he murmurs quietly to Elias while trying to discretely listen.
“I know. I’m sorry for that. I’ll make it up to you as soon as I can. I have some things I need to take care of first. I’m staying with Elias’s family for a bit.” I try my best to sound inconspicuous. “They want to spend as much time as they can because...” Stupid eyes. Everything suddenly gets to me, and I have to wipe my cheeks.
“The smart bastard. He’s going to get one helluva reward for this. We’ll wait for your summons, okay? I swear we’ll be there faster than a virgin angel getting a blow job.” Kase sighs with his words. “Just hang tight.”
“I love you,” I whisper.
“And we more than love you, pretty-soul. Obsessed,” Dante says, his comment making me smile.
The line clicks, and I swivel and hold out Preston’s phone, keeping my gaze on the shiny concrete floor. Tears burn my cheeks, not helping me any. I shouldn’t be crying. I’m tough enough to handle this, but sometimes I just don’t want to. I’m going to need a good cuddle session and a round of letting Dante have his way, so I don’t even have to think or decide on something as simple as which color panties to wear. I love this about my devils. They don’t ever judge me when I want to be tough or to just be coddled. They taught me that wanting to put control in their hands isn’t a sign of weakness. It’s a sign of complete trust, which is what I’m doing now with Elias. What I want to get to with Micah and Andre. What I’ll fight like hell to maintain with Kase and Dante.
“Why don’t you take her to the showers and help her get cleaned up? Whoever you two fought to escape looks to have suffered some wrath. I’ll ask Dolly to fix her something to eat.” Preston pats Elias on the shoulder. He thinks the blood on my clothes belongs to someone else.
Elias doesn’t correct him and only nods. “Same room?”
Preston nods. “Same room. I’ll grab a couch until we can arrange things to give you a room.”
Preston doesn’t say anything to me, letting Elias guide me deeper into the warehouse and down a hall made from plywood, partitioning things off. It’s now that I spot a platform above with a lookout in front of what probably used to be an office. There really isn’t much privacy with someone watching. I bet they get a fucking eyeful of all these dudes jerking off at night.
I shudder, pushing away the thought.
“You okay?” Elias whispers, keeping his voice low. “You got ahold of them?”
“They’re ready. Apparently you get a reward for your smart thinking and I’m going to get punished for being naughty and not leaving you.” I smirk at him, already feeling better with the space we put between us and Preston.
“Hopefully not by Andre’s cock in your ass. I don’t think I can handle knowing that you’d agree to doing that for the sake of making them happy.” Elias tightens his lips and tries not to react. “I don’t care how wide they claim an asshole can stretch.”
I laugh in exasperation. “That’s definitely a hell no to Andre. Technically, my deal is with Kase, but maybe he’s planning to give it up as a reward to you.”
The look he gives me speaks volumes. He loves the sound of it. And shit. They can’t all want a piece of my ass, can they?
He clears his throat, his cheeks reddening. “I’m good with whatever you want from me. I’ll never ask. You get that enough from them.”
I giggle and lean into him. “I love you, you know. Maybe I want you to ask me.”
“Damn,” he mutters under his breath. “You’re so fucking bad. The devils are going to be pissed because now I plan to join you in the shower. Fuck you for as long as I can. I can’t get enough of you and those asshole angels ruined everything.”
“Or we could summon them now and go home, take a hot bubble bath, let Kase make us some sandwiches and Dante wash our hair. Light some candles. Each get a little venom bite...” I grin like crazy, watching his expression morph into full-blown lust. I knew he liked Dante biting him, though he’d never admit it.
“Shit, darlin’. I shouldn’t like the sound of that, but damn. I’ll fucking let the devils pamper us until the day I die. But I want you to wash my hair.” He winks and picks up his pace. “No fucking way I’m getting between Dante’s legs.”
“Could be worse. I swear Kase’s tail has a mind of its own.” I crack up as he scrunches his nose, his gray eyes sparkling in the harsh lighting overhead.
Elias leans in and kisses the laughter from my mouth, quieting me down as we sneak past what looks like communal showers and along the back wall. I suck up the fear tightening my chest, remembering exactly what went down in this back room the last time I was here. People died. It’s where I saw Elias’s angel wings from after his fall.
Closing the door quietly, Elias peers around the room with scorch marks on the floor. The faint smell of Hell lingers in the air. It probably wasn’t long ago that the hunters sent a demon to Hell. Maybe even one of Vincent’s associates if they were the ones to get Elias.
“Grab the salt over there. I’ll get the other supplies. I want you to draw the circle. Your hands are steadier.” Elias motions to giant bags of salt on a shelf. These guys really are prepared. “We have to move fast.”
I race across the room and heave a twenty pound bag of salt from a stack under the shelves of holy water. Elias points to the ash ring from the last time these hunters opened Hell, and I use the line to dump the salt in a ring, ensuring there aren’t any breaks. Elias sets a couple candles within the ring and surprises the hell out of me by cutting his finger and drawing some weird ass symbol. This isn’t the same as what he taught me about sending demons to Hell. This portal is intended to bring one out.
Elias pulls a lighter from his pocket. I haven’t seen him smoke in a while, but he must carry one out of habit. “Stand within it, darlin’. It’ll help with your contract still in place. It took me a long ass time to get it right for Andre. We need this perfect now—”
A gunshot rings through the air, startling me and Elias. He jumps forward and crashes into me protectively, instinctually. If I thought Preston would try to kill him, I’d flip Elias onto his back and take the bullet.
“What the fuck, Elias? You’re trying to unleash Hell after everything you have been through? I don’t understand. I thought you were coming around.” Preston waves his gun, pointing it at the ceiling. “This is her doing, isn’t it? What were you planning? You were trying to end us, weren’t you?”
