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“Teamwork makes the dream work. Assuming we take Satan out, what’s next?” I needed to know what my fate was if we pulled this mission off.
He crossed his arms and smiled at me. “That’s something we can decide once we get there. For now, focus on your training. If you feel powerful now, think of how you’ll feel when you control your magic instead of letting your emotions influence it.”
I leaned forward in my chair, clasping my hands together and donning a serious face. He completely evaded my question. I needed to know my safety extended beyond killing Satan. “When we succeed, I want to be able to go home to my family. I want your word that you won’t kill me when everything is said and done.”
“Diana, I promise none of the men living in this house will kill you, period. Given all of our terms, do you accept the deal?” He extended his hand to me.
I felt as if I had no choice but to accept it. If I refused and left, I was a dead bitch walking. Maybe I’d make it a few days? They probably wouldn’t even take no for an answer. I shook it, and iridescent, red magical sparks danced at our joining. He seemed pleased with himself, if his smile was any indication. He got up and returned to his chair behind the desk again. Opening his laptop, he started typing away like I wasn’t even there.
He glanced at me, sighing. “I’ll see you bright and early tomorrow. You’re dismissed.”
“Sure thing, sir. I’ll make sure to be bright eyed and ready to get filled with all that knowledge tomorrow.” A fleeting heated expression passed over his face. Those peridot eyes glowed like embers in a fire. He carded his fingers through his hair, taking a beat to return to normal.
Desmond could pretend I didn’t affect him all he wanted, but I think we both knew he was lying. I stood, leaving his office with a smirk on my face and a bounce in my step.
Oh, Bash-A-Smash, you angry, jealous man. Slitting my throat at brunch was probably meant to be a warning, but it was just hot. The look on his face when he slashed that jagged glass across my neck made my dick jolt.Talk about mixed signals.Maybe I can get him to do it again during sexy time.Eventually he’d learn to accept that besties share everything. I wasn’t going to back down where Diana was concerned. He might have a claim on her, but she spoke to me, reallysawme. Her soul, magic, and pussy called to me on the deepest level. He’d either learn to share, or I was going to reveal his secret so it wouldn’t be an issue anymore. Diana’s inner strength was respectable, and she’d kick his ass to the curb if she knew what he’d done.
There was no need to use magic to find Bash. I’d put money on finding him in his suite, sulking in hissitting room, as he called it. I wasn’t a demon, so I couldn’t fade to his door. I just used my superhuman speed to propel myself there.
When I let myself in, he was sitting in his favorite armchair with a tumbler of whiskey and a lit cigar in an ashtray on the coffee table. He had wiped the blood off himself and taken his dirty shirt off, leaving him bare chested. It was a pity to see him cleaned up. Blood was a timeless accessory and really pulled his original outfit together. He growled at me like a cornered dog.So he’s still mad huh?
“Bash, we need to talk, man to man.” I sat next to him, putting enough space in between us that he couldn’t reach over and strangle me like I had done to him earlier. Although, I wouldn’t mind him returning the favor. Breath play got my dick dancing.
“Get the fuck out of my quarters, Ares. You pot-stirring, crazy, mentally-fucked sociopath.” Wow, that was harsh. It’s not like I slit his throat at the table…
“No. You’re going to listen to me. She thinks she banged her thigh on a table?” He glared at me, the fire in his eyes roaring. “She doesn’t even know you claimed her? Tell me I’m wrong.”
He was quiet for a few minutes. “I planned on telling her last night, but she isn’t completely accepting of us as a couple yet, with everything going on. When we’re more settled, I’ll loop her in. I had asked Desmond and Mal to keep it to themselves, but couldn’t find you last night while you were locked away somewhere, summoning her gifts.”
“It would be a shame if someone told her before you could. She’d hate you forever if she knew how you gave her no choice in the matter. You manipulated her, Bash.” I smiled at him, knowing I had him by the balls. I wanted my Little Goddess so badly that I would blackmail my best friend into sharing her with me.
“That’s low, even for you Ares.”
“No, it’s how badly I need her. The way she makes you feel, she makes me feel that way, too. I’mobsessed. I want to give her everything and slaughter all of her enemies, then bathe in their blood with her. It was physically painful knowing she slept in your room last night and I wasn’t there. I haven’t felt this way since Aphrodite.” His eyes popped out of his head like one of those little squeezy things, as understanding finally dawned on his face. “Eros shot an arrow right through my heart when I saw Diana in Desmond’s memory.”
“Fuck,” I snapped.
“I don’t see the issue, Bash. We all share each other,” I said. Why was he being such a jealous fuck?
“She’s my source.I claimed her,A-Bomb. You saw the bite mark. She’s supposed to be mine and only mine.”
“Oh, you’re practicing monogamy now? So we’re not a thing anymore then, and neither are you and Mal, or you and Desmond?”
He hung his head in his hands, pulling on his dark hair. “No…?”
“Exactly, Bash. You’re trying to have the whole cake and eat other cakes too, you sweet-toothed whore. You’re my best friend, more than that,” I confessed as I took his hand in mine. “You and the guys are my everything. We’ll always have each other, and now we’ll have her, too. It’s not fair to have all that love in your life and exclude her from it. You’ll have to learn to share if you want to hold onto everything.”
“I’m equally enraged and turned on by the thought of sharing her,” he confessed.
I scooted closer to him, leaning over to whisper in his ear. “Hmmm, so the thought of me fucking her mouth while you slam into her from behind would turn you on and make you angry?”
“Yes,” he rasped. “I wouldn’t know whether to choke you, or choke you out.”
I ran my hand up his thigh, until I hit his hard dick straining against his jeans. His dick pressed against the fabric, begging for freedom.
“I bet the thought of me fucking you, while you fuck her makes you see red, huh?” I massaged him through his pants, alternating between soft rubs and firmer squeezes. When you hold a man’s dick in your hands, it’s the ultimate feeling of control. I could feel his magic manipulating our pheromones, heightening our sense of arousal. “What if you watched me fuck that round, juicy ass while she was tied to your bed, screaming my name?”
Bash smashed his lips against mine in a violent frenzy, shutting me up. I shoved my tongue down his throat as I squeezed his dick harder. He batted my hand away and undid his pants, pulling them down to the middle of his thigh. Fuck, I loved his cock. Ripping my lips from his, I dropped to my knees in front of him, swallowing his dick until I reached the base. I scraped my teeth over his slit, and shivers wracked down his spine so forcefully I could feel his dick shaking in my mouth.
