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Kellan rolled his eyes and raised his hand in the air. In one snap, he released my power and sent his to surround each witch. It happened in two seconds.
His power completely overtook them, and then he snapped his fingers.
The witches were gone. Poof. Just like that.
I reeled around to him. “You killed them.”
He sighed. Some particles left over flew past on the wind, and he raised his finger, sending the wind away from us. Then he rubbed his hands clean. “Well. Yeah. I’m a demon.” He smirked. “This is my Christmas Day. Happy Halloween to me. I got to kill some witches.” He came over, leaning in to kiss me.
I was too shocked to do anything.
I wanted them stopped, not killed.
He said against my lips, grazing me, “They didn’t have souls, Shay.” His hand came up and wrapped around the back of my neck. His thumb spread up, further holding me steady. “No matter what side you’re on, a human without a soul is dangerous. These were witches without them. They’d already sold them to a different demon for their power source. They were weakening, that’s why they had to use the born witch. They were going to try to use hers to tap Damien for the rest of his messenger power. Ihadto kill them.”
“Oh.”
I relaxed, letting the usual love and warmth take over me whenever Kellan was near. He pressed his lips back to mine, and desire raced through me. I surged up, my arms wrapping around him as I opened my mouth for him and his tongue slipped inside.
Damien coughed, clearing his throat. “Seriously? Right here? I was hoping to introduce you to Sacha.”
Kellan ignored him, tilting his head for better access.
My hands were splayed out, pressing into his neck.
I couldn’t get enough of him.
“Um.” A timid cough from her. “Hi. I’m Sacha.”
“She’s my girlfriend.” Damien’s voice was flat.
Then the door burst open.
The music from inside grew louder, clearer, and a distinctive aroma sailed outside to us. All the while, Kellan and I kept kissing.
We’d come a long way.
Kellan enjoyed killing, but he didn’t like murdering. There was a distinction to him, and he just killed thirty witches. Or I was guessing on the number. I didn’t take the time to count them, but his hands were growing more demanding and I knew it was a matter of time before we needed to be alone.
Kellan pressed against me.
He was showing no indication of stopping.
I moved my face so I could see Damien.
He was watching us with his eyes bugged out, glaring. “Really? Now?”
I sighed, feeling Kellan wrap his arms around me. He was getting ready to portal us away.
There’s a human here.From Damien.
Your girlfriend doesn’t count.From Kellan as his tongue was sliding against mine. He was making my insides ache and throb.
I’m not talking about her. Crowman is right here.
Who’s Crowman?
If you’d stop trying to eat my sister’s face, you’d see my fraternity broth—
