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Quietly, her fingers trembling, she opened the door and peeked out again.
The hall was empty. On the far end, the elevator doors opened, and a man stepped out, eyed the room number signs, and headed away from Eva.
The dizzying intensity of a sudden adrenaline crash made Eva’s knees weak as she ducked back inside the room and double-checked the locks.
“Holy shit,” she murmured, falling back against the door and letting it hold her up. “Holy fucking shit.”
Either Logan was an abusive, violent asshole, or that woman was somehow dangerous. A demon, even. A jealous demon who might not want to see her ex with another woman.
No matter what, this was a lose-lose situation.
She eyed the bottle of sleeping pills next to the bed, the ones that helped her sleep through any attempts by a nightmare demon to get past the ward tattoo. Then she eyed the wine bottle. If she drank the rest instead of taking a pill, she’d definitely have a hangover tomorrow.
But hey, maybe by the time she finished it, she’d have convinced herself that this was all worth getting her dream job with The Aegis.
And she had a brand-new bottle of aspirin in her bag.
Hangover, here I come.
Chapter Eight
Lilith could teleport.
Would have been fucking great information to know before Logan let her grab hold of him and flash them both out of the hotel and into a scorching-hot magma chamber.
She shoved him backward, and his feet skidded across a stone slab as he narrowly avoided stepping into a stream of lava that would have melted his foot right off his body.
Steam rose all around them as she moved like a viper toward a pedestal on the far wall. The chamber, probably a natural feature of an active volcano, was steeped in evil, but he sensed they were in the human realm, not Sheoul.
Erotic carvings and statues rose out of the glossy black columns of hardened magma, and a well and a slab he was pretty sure was a sacrificial altar sat atop a flat mound of rock.
He exhaled on a stunned curse. This was a temple. A temple dedicated to Lilith.
“Finally, my boy, I have you to myself,” she said.
Hopefully, not for long. While her back was to him, he tapped his comms to send an SOS…but there was no signal. He hadn’t expected a good Verizon hit or anything, but demons had their own networks, and they were accessible from almost anywhere.
“Don’t bother trying to get a message out,” she said, turning to him. “I don’t allow outside distractions in my temples. Sorry, no fancy communication services down here.”
Dammit.
He dropped his wrist but let a stream of energy open inside him, the type that could either create a weapon or blow a soul out of its physical body. Time would tell which he’d need.
“What do you want with me?”
She affected an innocent expression, her eyes going wide and liquid. “I simply wish to get to know my grandchildren. Lucky you, you get to be first.”
“Because I’m the oldest?”
“No, because you’re male.” She trailed a long, sharp fingernail along her cleavage. “I have a preference for males. My…influence on them is greater.”
Erotic energy rolled through him in a gentle wave as if he was being lapped at with quick, hot licks.
Disgusting.
He forced his thoughts from the evil succubus and onto Eva, his mind clinging to her kiss. She’d been so soft against him, her skin so smooth that even now, he could practically feel his fingers sliding over the silky flesh of her inner thigh.
“Yes,” Lilith whispered. “I can feel your arousal.”
