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Biting down on my lip, I avoided looking back at him. He would know right away.
"Is it another guy?" he asked, and I was so shocked, I stopped walking. What did he mean by another guy? Like he was my guy? Or was I reading too much into his words? He'd been weird since the other day. "It is, isn't it? Is it Lex?"
"Did you bump your head? Why are you acting insane right now?" I shook my head and continued walking toward the bar.
He gripped my arm and swung me around to face him. "Sammy, there is something I have to tell you," he said.
I tilted my head to the side to watch him through narrowed eyes. He was acting nervous, that wasn't Raiden, he was always confident. Looking from his hand to his face, I waited for him to continue.
"I—" he swallowed hard, "I, uh, crap, I mean—" The blush that stained his cheeks made me squirm. He was going to confess that he heard me masturbate when he was in my room.
"Oh god, please don't," I said, holding up my hand to stop him. "I can't hear what you are about to say."
It was my turn to flush as he dropped my arm like it burned him. We could not talk about how embarrassing it was that he heard me. No wonder he slipped out in the middle of the night. How was I going to look him in the eye ever again?
"Right," he said as he rubbed the back of his neck, "I won't bring it up again. Sorry. I wouldn't want to ruin our friendship, and then Ty—" he trailed off, and I could feel my ears burn with my blush.
My lips pressed together, and I gave a tight nod. "It is already forgotten." I would never forget that my brother's best friend had witnessed me lusting after him in the worst way. That thought needed to be put to bed. I should stop thinking about him in that manner, it was obvious he didn't see me like that.
"Good." He let out a slow sigh that sounded more like he had been holding his breath. "So, what is the plan for tonight?"
"Oh, I am working with Alastor on a demon issue. No big deal. You can take the night off from babysitting me." I barely glanced at him as I almost ran away from him. He fell back, and it squeezed my heart painfully. My actions had put this space between us if only I had controlled myself. Even if I couldn't have him as a boyfriend, at least I had him as a friend, but now, I wasn't even sure if that was true.
"Right," he said. "Are you sure about being alone with the God?"
"Yeah, he's okay," I said over my shoulder. "See you later, Rai."
With that, I broke into a run, sprinting away from him and my feelings that were scattered all over the ground around his feet.
Stupid.
I blinked away the useless tears that had never gotten me anything but heartache and put another layer over my battered heart. By tomorrow, I could act normally around him. I just needed space tonight.
It was my fault when I barreled into Bellamy, falling back onto my ass on the cement. I hadn't been paying attention. That was dangerous, with so many demons around, one of them being the one standing in front of me, his palm outstretched to help me off of the ground. Ignoring his offer of help, I climbed to my feet and placed my hand over my dagger, ready to pull it free. His gaze snagged on my movement, and the side of his mouth lifted in a half smile.
"Hunter," he said.
His white shirt hung open, revealing his sculpted blue skin beneath. A few black tattoos peeked out from the sides of the fabric. But my attention fell to the waistband of his pants. They hung low on his hips almost as if they were a size too big, giving the perfect view of the v-line that I apparently loved of any species. Because Lex's made my mouth water the same as the Demon Prince standing silently in front of me, letting me take my fill. Yanking my eyes back to his face, a full-blown smirk was on his lips now and lust burned brightly in his crimson eyes.
How did you greet a demon you were tasked with capturing? We weren't friends, but I kept ending up in his presence, and he hadn't tried to kill me. The opposite, actually, he had saved me atleast once if I took his account for it about the vampire. Maybe I was the one that bumped my head if I would trust a demon's tale.
"Cat got your tongue, love?" He stepped forward, his tail waving slowly behind him. It reminded me of a cat hunting its prey, or maybe it was only his words that made me see it that way.
"Ready to go home?"
He chuckled, closing the distance between us even more. "I will never go back to that place. You don’t have very many options, hunter—"
He didn't say it, but I heard the meaning behind the pause, and it heated my blood. 'Kill him or fuck him.' Gave a whole new meaning to the 'Kill, marry, fuck' game me and Brook used to play late at night about guys we knew. I didn't even flinch when he reached out and brushed his fingers along my skin, securing a loose strand behind my ear. When he leaned forward, I stood my ground. As his lips brushed mine, I was certain he lit me up from the inside. The kiss was slow, soft, and gentle. I wanted something more, and I wasn't sure it was his incubus power making me feel that way.
Maybe it was the rejection I just suffered at the hands of the man I had loved for years. Sure, it wasn't actual rejection, I had thankfully stopped him. Whatever it was, I wanted anything he would give me, so when he walked me backward, giving me the opportunity to push him away, and my back hit the cool bricks of the shadowed wall, I gave in. Our kiss became frantic, the taste of my blood mixed into our kiss as his teeth nicked me when I pressed into him too hard. He gasped and deepened the kiss, his tongue diving deep, devouring me. How could only a kiss make me want to strip out of my clothes and climb him like a tree?
"Hunter, love, you are so tempting," he said as he pulled back, breaking us apart. He leaned forward, his forehead pressed to mine. "I can't believe I'm going to say this, but thisisn't why I searched for you." His hand circled my neck but didn’t tighten before it fell away, and he sighed.
My brain did not understand his words, my pussy had complete control right now, and the hussy wanted what he was hiding in his pants. It didn't matter that he was my enemy, and I was supposed to capture him. The forbidden aspect made it hotter. That he could kill me in the act should make me flee, but none of it did. Instead, my fingers ran down his smooth, lean, muscled chest to the edge of his pants. I hesitated a moment, my brain winning out for a second before I slipped my hand beneath the fabric and found the silky soft, already hard cock I was looking for.
He gasped as my palm wrapped around his length. A strong heady scent, smokey and sweet. Almost like a fire with a twist of citrus. I breathed in the aroma, filling my lungs with it. Hunger dominated the glance he sent at me. There was nothing soft when his lips crashed into mine. A pull of energy from me to him stirred in my chest. Connecting us, making his pleasure mine, my desire his. We were one, in a way I had never been connected to anyone else in my life.
I freed him from his pants, his slacks pooled at his feet, revealing his toned legs and jutting cock. Taking hold of his length and tugging, he sucked in a harsh breath and nipped at my lips. I returned the bite, and he growled into my mouth. His hands ran down and cupped my ass, lifting me effortlessly into his arms as he ground his hips into me, my hand trapped between us and still wrapped around him. My clothing was between us one second, and the next, I was naked in his arms.Magic, my mind whispered. But it lost the fight again as my nipples hardened with the cool night air caressing them, and my pussy clenched as his dick ran along my folds.
