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“Why not?” He might be small, but any help would be welcome.
Yesterday looked at her askance. “He’s a hell prince. I’m a demon.”
Which explained exactly nothing. She waited for more, but Yesterday stared at her.
At least she had the dolly. Just thinking about dragging Shade back down three flights of stairs to the basement made her muscles ache. He had to go back, that much was clear, but it was late, and he wasn’t going anywhere. Shade had done nothing but breathe since he’d lain there.
“In the morning,” she said to the hounds. “You guys watch him, but in the morning, I’m sending him back.” And it wasn’t like she would be sending him there alone. “And you guys will go with him and make sure he’s okay, right?”
Hound one gave her a derisive look as if she got precisely nothing about this situation. She was getting tired of being the idiot in the room. “What?”
It closed its red eyes and sighed.
Time for bed.
Shade felt her presence recede along with the faint wafting of roses. He knew it was her without having to open his eyes. He’d felt her in his mind, seen her wideset blue-green eyes and the elegant, fine lines of her face when she’d done so. The human woman was beautiful, but he couldn’t allow that to distract him. Somehow, she had dream walked into his mind and summoned him. Yet, she wasn’t a witch.
She also intended to toss him back through the hell gate in the morning. Humans were notoriously treacherous and self-serving. He shouldn’t be surprised that she had proven true to her species. He’d allowed her sweet face to lull him into complacency.
The wound in his side throbbed with each strengthening beat of his heart. He remembered two things about the demon who had jumped him. One, the fucker’s face, and as soon as he was healed, he would be hunting the son of a bitch down. And secondly, that demon had come from Wrath’s horde and nearly gutted him with an obsidian blade. After he’d ended the demon who had stabbed him, he was going for Wrath. No demon acted without its master’s instructions or had access to an obsidian blade without their master giving it to them. Wrath had wanted him badly injured, and the only motive for that Shade could fathom was Wrath had given the command and hoped to finish him off in his weakened state.
Shade didn’t get it. Why would Wrath be seeking to end him? It made no bloody sense. If he ended, so did Wrath. Shade wanted answers, and he wasn’t going to get them lying here. He needed to heal and do it fast.
A tap to her cheek woke her from a deep sleep. Fucking Yesterday and his need to wake her up all the time. She shoved his hand away. “Go away, Yesterday. I’m tired and I want to sleep.”
“Wake up, little human.”
That voice that didn’t belong to Yesterday.
Shade’s slate blue eyes hovered about two inches above her face.
He was even more gorgeous awake.
He was awake? “You’re awake.”
“Indeed.” His eyes glowed more silver than gray. “And you’re going to help me heal.”
Heat coursed through Eddie, prickling over her skin, and turning her muscles to water. “I am?” she whispered.
His mouth was so close, and she wanted to taste him. Feel the press of his mouth against hers, have him push his tongue past her lips and mouth fuck her.
Shade closed his eyes on a deep, rough purr. “Give me more.”
Eddie would die if she didn’t give him more. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Her fingers dug into the silk of his hair and tugged him closer.
“Yes.” His hoarse whisper stroked between her thighs. “Give me your lust, little human.”
“I need you.” If he didn’t kiss her, she might explode. Between her thighs, she was hot and slick. Her nipples ached with her need for him to touch her.
He chuckled, a warm, husky sound that ramped up her desire. “That’s my line.”
“Kiss me.” She didn’t want to talk. Mouths were made for much more interesting things than talking. “Please.”
A brief flash of confusion crossed his face. His eyes blazed silver, and he pressed his mouth to hers. “So sweet,” he murmured, sucking her bottom lip into the searing hot cavern of his mouth. “You make me greedy for more.”
Eddie tightened her grip on his hair and slid her tongue into his mouth.
He tasted incredible, like honey and musk, and she wanted all of him. But he wasn’t kissing her back, just letting her kiss him.
