Page 30 of My Demon Charming

He grabs me by the neck and squeezes. I gasp for air. He’s always been strong. Stronger than me, anyway. He’s always been powerful. But this…this is something else. This is Lucian’s power coursing through his veins, and I hate it.

“Leave him alone!” Lucian’s scream booms across the room as he tries to stand and fails. “Use me instead.”

Kevin smirks and pushes me back. I fly across the room and am only stopped from crashing into the wall by the spell’s boundaries.

“Ouch!”

My naked body tenses at the alien heat, and I roll away from the spell, back into the middle.

“How sweet. What a sacrifice.” Kevin pushes Lucian’s shoulders farther toward the ground until the demon is on all fours. “Trust me. I don’t need him now that I have you. This…power. It’s electrifying. I’ve never felt anything like it.”

He licks his lips and raises his hands. They catch fire, and Kevin’s smirk only gets deeper, more perverted.

“I wonder…” He grabs a fistful of Lucian’s hair and forces the demon to look at him. “If I can steal your wings too. They’re glorious.”

He dips down. Is he going to kiss Lucian? He never kissed me. Neither did Mason. Because if you ask them, they’re not gay. They’re just witches.

No homo. He just likes to rape his stepson.

The bile sours my mouth as Kevin licks Lucian’s cheek, eye, and forehead instead. I can’t decide if that’s worse. Lucian does. He spits in Kevin’s face. Kevin slaps him, and Lucian falls to the floor.

My heart clenches.

I’ve caused this. This is all my fault. I brought him here. Into this world and this house. It’s all my fault.

I push off the floor, straight for Kevin. He looks at me, and before I can even reach him, my lungs give out and collapse.

We’re doomed. We’re fucking doomed.

“You’re a feisty one, aren’t you? Don’t worry. I’ll drain that out of you,” he says to Lucian, picking him up again by the hair and making him stand in front of him.

I can only watch as he unbuttons and whips his dick out, slapping Lucian’s face with it.

Lucian growls, but the blood bond is strong even if Kevin has only fed off him once. It’s enough to trap someone in his magic. Usually, he has to renew the bond by drinking more. Drink enough times, and the person will be bound to him for life. Like Mom. Like me.

“None of that, naughty demon. Now be a good devil and suck my cock so I can feed.” I can’t believe he’s even uttering those words. Not for anyone else but me. I can’t believe it’s Lucian in his grasp and not me.

I caused this. I brought this on him. And not only did I cause him to be bound to Kevin, now he’s going to be raped because of me.

Kevin forces Lucian on him. Lucian growls, fighting against Kevin and the blood bond, but he can’t do anything about it. I can’t do anything about it.

It’s my fault.

It’s my fault.

It’s my fault.

It’s my fault.

It’s my…fault.

The tears fall directly on the floor, and I can’t move to wipe them. I can’t do anything. I can’t even close my eyes so I don’t have to witness the consequences of my actions.

The more I watch, the harder the tears fall, and my insides burn with hatred. Not just for Kevin and this situation. But for myself. For causing another being to go through what Mom and I went through.

Lucian’s screams tear at my insides. I can’t stand the pain. I can’t stand the sigh. I bite my tongue, the inside of my cheek, anything I can find, anything to help refocus the pain on something more manageable, on something less evil.

The copper taste fills my tongue. Lucian’s scream turns into a snap and a snarl, and Kevin’s cry bursts my eardrums.

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