Page 109 of Tempted Angel

Does using my body as if it were a commodity make me a whore?

Will Gael understand?

Somehow, I manage to ask myself these questions completely separate of emotions. I need to think through this. Ican’t let my feelings about commitment and betrayal cloud my thoughts.

Gael would do anything, everything, to get to me.

He’s already proven that once.

I have to believe that no matter how awful I might eventually feel about the bargain, it’s a necessary evil.

I need the heirs’ help.

And if stringing them along with oral and handjobs until they gave me what I need is the only way… then call me a whore.

That part…

That I can live with.

I think I can, anyway.

The complication lies in how much I want more than Axe’s mouth. If he hadn’t left the room when he did, I likely would have suggested more.

I can’t let that happen.

The line is sex. Penis in vagina, to be clinically specific.

Gael and I, and every bonded pair on Celestus, have already tested the limit.

I press my forehead to the cool marble wall. “You can do this,” I murmur as the water streams off my face. “You can play them just like they’re playing you.”

So all the awful, disgusted feelings about being unfaithful to Gael. About ruining myself and his trust…

I box them up and put them in the darkest, dankest corner of my mind.

I can’t think about that and still do what I need to get my soul-bonded back. And that’s the only thing that matters.

When I get out and dry off, I wipe off the mirror to see a tear- and mascara-streaked mess. But under the outward mess, I’m still me.

I turn and check, just to be sure. I already know, but I still have to look.

As I slide the glamour ring off, the black melts out of my hair. The horns disappear.

And as far as I can tell, my wings, still locked away under my angel script tattoo, are still intact and where they should be.

No char.

No smoke.

I’d not only looked at a demon. Not only touched one.

I offered my body to him.

Let him bring me to realm-ending orgasms.

And yet, my wings are still perfect.

I haven’t fallen.

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