Page 58 of Firedrake Betrayal
“Not upstairs.” I shrug. “Maybe he did us a favor and flew himself back to New York.”
“I’ll go find him. We need to talk about what we’re going to do about Atticus.” Shep heads for the backyard, and I return to my talk of demons.
But Jade’s gaze is unfocused.
“Jade?”
She blinks, focusing on me. “How do you align the human you versus the demon you?”
A question like that is not an easy one to answer. I put the spatula down and join her on the couch. “You’re having a crisis of identity.”
Her brow wrinkles. “I’m having a what?”
“It happens. I thought I was human. Then I wasn’t. Because I didn’t know what I was, I spent the next ten years in a daze.” That and being manipulated by my da.
“I thought you always knew.”
“Nope. I set my granny’s cooker on fire one day.”
“But I haven’t seen you use any fire.” She frowns.
“Uh, that’s a long story.”
She looks like she has more questions, so I keep talking. There’s no way in hell I’m telling her that my abilities have faded since I stopped doing the thing that sustains all succubi: feed on my sexual partner.
Given that I’m not interested in feeding on her, those abilities are probably gone forever. Which leaves me more human than demon right now. And weak. Not ideal when we could face down an attack any minute.
“A long, complicated, and boring story. The issue here is that you need to stop thinking of yourself as two halves. You’re not. You’re one delicious whole.” I bounce my shoulder against hers.
A tiny smile tugs on her lips. “I never know what you’re going to say when I ask you a question.”
I wink at her. “Drives Isaiah crazy.”
“You let him feed on you,” she says, cocking her head. “And you?—”
“Another long, boring, complicated story,” I interrupt.
From her raised eyebrow, she’s not buying it. “You liked it and you didn’t want to like it. Didn’t you?”
I shrug, trying to ignore the fact Isaiah is somewhere behind us, putting away groceries from all the papers and rustling going on.
And listening. I’ll bet there’s a whole heap of eavesdropping going on back there too.
“Me too. When he bit me…” Jade shifts in her chair.
I remember how I felt watching Isaiah suck on her throat as she ground her pussy on him. That had been fucking hot to watch.
Now I know why she did it. Because that sucking…
It’s my turn to shift around as I adjust myself in my pants. “Yeah. So the best thing?—”
“Ah, hey there, Son,” Da’s voice comes from behind me.
I’m out of my seat as Jade is scrambling to her feet.
By the time we’re up, Isaiah has his hand wrapped around Da’s throat and his feet are dangling inches from the ground.
Isaiah’s fangs glint as he hisses, “You.”
