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The sun had set, and the moon was a mere sliver. I breathed deeply from the cold wind that rushed around me as I reached the chapel steps.
Death was in the air. I had to be quick. In the night, the Eld were hunting.
The hinges creaked as I stepped inside. The chapel smelt of dried flowers and embalming fluid, the kind of place that felt sterile and cold. I let the door slam ominously behind me and meandered between the pews.
“Oh, Raaaelyn,” I called. “Come out, come out...I told you I wouldn’t let you get away—oh,fuck—”
My skull rang, courtesy of something heavy and wooden slamming against it. I turned, rubbing the back of my head, to find Rae standing there with a large wooden crucifix.
“Be gone, demon!” she yelled, thrusting the cross forward. She’d really put her strength into that strike. She would have laid out a human unconscious. Impressive.
I snorted. “Oh, stop. Your obsession with trying to bludgeon me to death is getting old.”
She wavered, but I was firmly blocking her exit, and her resolve hardened. “Do you deny it?” she demanded. “You’re a demon, aren’t you?”
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, doll. Congratulations, you’ve done it!” I clapped my hands, making her jump. “You’ve caught the big, bad demon. What a marvelous investigator you are.” I snatched the crucifix from her hands, snapped it in two, and tossed it aside. “What now, hm? You look like you’re in a bit of danger, Rae. You’re looking a bit helpless.” I advanced, and she dodged around the next pew. I vaulted over it easily, startling her so badly she yelped and tripped back onto the seat.
I planted my hands on either side of her, leaning over her. She gulped, her legs squeezed together, her eyes wide, her lips parted as she stared at me—fury, defiance, and barely-suppressed desire on her face.
I’d always found it strange how desperately humans tried to hide their own lust, as if it was something to be ashamed of.
“You’re...you’re really…” Her voice cracked and she gulped. It was honestly cute how frazzled she was.
“A demon? In the flesh, darling. Now, I think I won fair and square. You have nowhere else to run. So, are you ready to go fetch the grimoire, or do you need a little more convincing?” I paused, enjoying how small she looked there on the pew: just an innocent little church girl accosted by evil. “You’re so cute when you’re irritated. Even your freckles are red.”
She growled. She was fighting with herself, squirming between my arms. The scent of her arousal made me want to rip off her clothes, bite her flesh,takeher—
“Convincing?” she scoffed, but her voice shook and the laugh she forced out was nervous. “What convincing? You’re just trying to play nice, as if that will...make me…”
I was toying with the top button on her sweater. Her heart was pounding beneath my fingertips. It had been a long time since I’d looked at a mortal and felt that much desire—and it was only made worse by her unshakeable defiance. She was determined to challenge me at every turn, where any other human would have had the good sense to keep retreating.
“Demons don’t play nice, doll,” I said. “We play tricks.”
A spark lit up in her eyes. I’d given her an opportunity; I was allowing her the chance to give in without surrendering too much of her pride. It was awfully generous of me, but hell, I wasn’t entirely evil.
“Tricks?” Her voice had shrunk to a whisper. “What tricks?”
I’d shown her my eyes, so I decided to give one more taste of what I was. I brought my lips close to hers, so close our breath mingled. I licked my tongue over my lips, its forked sides spreading to start from opposite sides of my mouth until they slid down to meet in the middle.
Her eyes were the size of saucers. She seemed to have forgotten how to breathe. The possibilities of a split tongue tended to have that effect, but I’ll admit it wasparticularlypleasing to see her shaken. She was squirming again, but this time, it wasn’t in hopes of escape.
“Oh, shit,” she whispered. Thoughts of what this tongue could do would be running rampant through her head. Her defiance was wavering, her desire overpowering her.
I grinned, and brought my face down to whisper against her neck, “So, shall I show you my tricks?”
Bang!
Raelynn leapt up from her seat, crushing herself against me at the sound. The chapel doors had swung open so hard they slammed against the columns behind them. The wind howled inside, carrying with it yellow leaves and a pungent, sour smell.
“What is that?” Rae’s voice choked up as she peered around me. “What...oh my God…”
I sighed heavily. The click and scrape of nails across the chapel stones sounded its arrival, as did the low, rumbling growl in the Eld’s throat.
“The game is on pause, doll,” I said, pushing her further behind me. “Don’t think I’m done with you yet.”
The monster that walked through the chapel doors was straight out of my nightmares. I’d thought the bizarre, canine-skulled thing in the woods had been an art piece—but seeing it move, seeing it sway low to the ground and gurgle as its long black tongue dripped thick saliva across the floor, absolutely shattered my belief.
It shouldn’t be real.
