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But it wasn't my fault he'd walked into the room, taken one look at my old friend Lou strung up on the far wall with her stone-grey wings extended, androlled up his sleeves.I was only human, and his arms were corded with thick muscle and veins. Even now, I had to swallow or else risk drooling.
"Hey," I asked casually, "do you wanna fuck after this? I don't mind if you're covered in blood."
Taj spun, a vicious curved knife in his hand and a vein throbbing in his scowling forehead.
"Aveline," he warned, deep and rumbling. Holy shit, he wasn't even in his demon form and he was growlinglike that—and he expected me to behave? "If you can't watch quietly, you can wait outside."
"I can behave," I promised, and made a motion of zipping my mouth shut.
Taj raised a disbelieving eyebrow, and I blinked innocently until he turned back to where Lou hung, pretending to be unconscious. I wanted to taunt her until she gave herself away, but I could at leasttryto have self-control.1
A shudder went through my whole body when Taj slashed the wicked dagger across Lou's stomach, splitting the ragged black dress she wore. I wondered if she'd been on the run from us—or Eidolon—this entire time. She'd been beautiful when we first met, but now her wavy hair was lank and dirty, her skin dull, eyes swollen shut, and her face bruised all over. Aww, poor Lou.2
She came 'awake' with a gasp of pain when Taj cut the rest of the dress off her, and I scowled until I saw the way he looked at her body—nothing like how he looked atmenaked. He looked at me like fire possessed his whole body. But this look was steely, calculating, and violent. Honestly, he reminded me of Arkan.
He slashed again and again, shallow, stinging cuts designed to draw blood—and to scare her. He didn't ask her a single thing until she was covered in a fine sheet of dark blood, and it was such a damn power move that it gave me chills.3
"Where is Eidolon?" Taj asked finally, calmly crossing the room to set his bloody dagger on an empty table, presumably for cleaning. Damn, I envied his set-up. He picked up a pair of pliers that made my stomach squirm, too many memories coming back to me.
Taj shot me a sharp look, but I waved him off. I was fine. More or less.
Like the total sap he was, he sent me a rush of strength through the circle bond and turned back to Lou.
"Who's Eidolon?" she asked, her voice already raspy. Probably from whoever beat the shit out of her before she was handed to Taj. I was thinking Bel—she had a seriously twisted vibe. We were like kindred spirits.
Taj didn't hesitate; he set the pliers to one of Lou’s long black claws and tore it off. I winced, going stiff in my chair. Taj tossed the claw in a black bin placed for such needs.
"You know who Eidolon is," he said, scarily calm. "You worked for him at the castle. You might have called him a different name, but you knew exactly who he was. So where is he?"
Lou's grey throat bobbed. "I don't know."
Whoops, there went another claw. And another. A pile of them had to be building up in the bin, but she refused to answer Taj.
"I'll rephrase," Taj sighed when she screamed through gritted teeth but didn't give us a location. "Where is the man you called Izan?"
"I don't—fucking—know—"
I tilted my head, watching the pain etched deep on her face. Maybe she didn't know. But she knewsomething,I was fucking certain of that.
"Alright," Taj agreed mildly, putting the pliers down and picking up a blow torch. He contemplated it, letting it erupt with loud blue flames, but shook his head and put it down.
Lou pissed herself.
I hopped off my uncomfortable chair and picked up a black towel I spotted on another table. I carefully laid it over the puddle on the floor.
"What?" I asked when Taj shot me a look, striding closer. "I'm beinghelpful."
His mouth twitched. He hooked my waist with a bloody arm, and pulled me close for a chaste kiss. "Thank you, Lina. Now go sit down; I'm working."
That shouldn't have been hot. Objectively, I knew that. But my pussy strongly disagreed, and even my logical mind insisted he was torturing Lou to bring X home to us, and thus being an amazing mate and circle member.
I returned to my seat with zero complaint, but bit my lip when my thighs brushed together and put pressure on my clit. Shit, I hadn't realised how swollen and achy it had gotten, and the shot of pleasure made my eyes flutter.
As Taj went back to work, this time with a serrated knife that cut beyond Lou's stony flesh and sent blood spurting everywhere, need pounded through those pesky nerves between my legs.
I'd had a rough night; plus Joseph was home, and all we'd done was cuddle because I cried myself to sleep. I deserved a rush of endorphins, right? Taj was so busy with Lou, he wouldn't even notice. And it wasn't as if he needed me to help him get the information out of her.
I bit my bottom lip and subtly widened my legs, sliding my hand under the fur-lined leggings I wore because this castle was fucking freezing.4
