Page 34 of True Sacrifice
“I’m still a demonling. I’m getting more and more powerful each day. One day soon, I will be just as invincible as all the other demons. You’ve said it yourself; you’ve had other demons before. So, what is it about me you don’t like?”He could try to push me away and make me hate him. He owed me some damn answers.
“I don’t like what you wore to bed.”He said simply.
“Oh no, what a horrible demon I will make because of my wardrobe. Have you seen Justice? Sometimes I think he just wears strips of fabric he tied together himself.”It somehow entirely worked for him, in a post-apocalyptic dystopian way.
“You wanted an answer, so I gave you one. There, now you can be happy and run off so I can get back to my very busy schedule.”As much as he claimed to want me to go, he was the one that chased after me. Not to mention his hand was still wrapped around my neck. No matter what, I couldn’t deny just how much him touching me turned me on.
He may have had me on a technicality. “Demons aren’t busy.”That much I had at least picked up.
“I have had to deal with a lot of shit since you came along. Hell is boring until there is a power shift. You are a huge fucking shift.”His thumb resumed slowly stroking my neck.
“So, if you deny the mate bond, it defuses the tension?”I wasn’t exactly sure what they expected us to do about all this. It wasn’t like I was trying to come in and take over Hell. I just wanted to live my newfound demon life.
“Denying the bond means nothing to them. You have my powers, whether we fuck or not. As you can clearly prove,”he stated. The way fuck came across in my head was dirty as sin. He had practically caressed the word before spanking it over into my mind.
“So, it’s something with me in particular.”I thought about the way Jax touched me. Jasper saying that it had been a big deal at the feast.
“I was not meant to be a mate to anyone. It’s not you, it’s what you are. I can’t be what you need me to be.”His eyes were soft as he stared into mine.
“What is it I need you to be?”I whispered.
A rope wrapped around my body suddenly, holding me still from my shoulders down. I fell backwards, but Jax wrapped his other arm around my waist, pulling me into him. I crashed into his body, the heavy rope separating our skin by an inch. There was a glint of wickedness in his gaze, and something about it thrilled me. He gave me a smile, and I noticed two small sets of fangs peeking out on both sides.
His tongue slowly licked my lip. “Do you need this?” he said, his tone as near to a growl as possible. His lips brushed against mine as he spoke.
“Yes,” I whispered. We could figure our shit out later. I just needed him.
Our lips eased together slowly. It was like a first kiss, the kind I had when I was mortal. It was tentative and slow. I didn’t want to push too quickly, too fast, but I didn’t want him to stop kissing me. I used my tongue to tease his lips, hoping it wouldn’t be too much.
He deepened the kiss and upped the intensity. That first kiss stage leveled up rather quickly and now I was working with a pro. I fought against my restraints, to be set free so I could wrap my arms around him and pull him into me. My whole body stopped moving as I realized I was the problem.
“You deserve a mate you can do that with, that doesn’t need to tie you up first,”he whispered in my mind before releasing the ropes that tied me. He left in an instant.
I barely caught myself before I fell as Jax reached the door and walked through it.What is it with him and dropping me?I could have sworn I heard a low laugh coming from beyond the doorway.
“Yeah, keep laughing, you’re just as fucked as I am now.”And we were. If he thought his little display would make me see we can’t be mates, he was dead wrong. The pull I felt before was nothing compared to the intensity it was now. Not being with Jax felt like trying to use my power to block up our bond; all it did was drain me.
CHAPTER15
JUSTICE
Ihad absolutely no problem switching to the night sessions. What I didn’t like, was Jasper getting the first break day with her and shooting past me in whatever contest this thing had become. Friendly competition. I was being friendly about it. I had spilled no blood yet.
Jasper now suffered the middle of the day block, which meant someone would always interrupt him during his time with her. They would be in the fire arena, so that was where I was headed. Opening the door, a rogue fireball nearly hit me in the face if I hadn’t ducked in time. At least I hoped it was a rogue one. I wasn’t sure what I had done this time to warrant that kind of welcome.
“Why are you like this?” Morrigan screeched at Jasper, stomping her foot on the ground to emphasize all the anger packed into that tight little body. We were back to partially burned clothes, and I was entirely loving this switch even more. Red skintight leggings with creamy white skin. The remaining fabric almost looked like patches of blood covering her. I had to adjust myself a little.
“What did he do now?” I laughed, bounding up the rocky terrain to apparently rescue my little fox.
“He’s just being an asshole about everything. Usually, we just kind of hang out and let me get used to holding the fire and shaping it. Now he wants me to hit targets, which is fine, but he didn’t need to become a drill sergeant about it,” she huffed. Coming over to stand by my side.
“Don’t forget the warring sensation. I haven’t seen him all day, so it’s out in full force,” I whispered to her. You learn to go with it as you understand him better. It’s not his fault that this power doesn’t come with an off switch.
She sighed and nuzzled into me. Someone was affectionate today. “Let’s just go, please. I need a rest from all this,” she said, clearly exhausted.
I led her straight to my room. Someone entirely zapped her of power. I imagined Jax worked her over this morning, leaving her with next to nothing for Jasper. If he really was in his hard-core training mode, then he would have pushed her entirely too far. Fucking morons, both of them.
My room featured a large ceiling made entirely out of windows. I arranged them like the facets of a cut diamond, and I always kept a few open. There was a large balcony accessible by a ladder in the corner of my room that I used to open and shut the windows. Sometimes, I would fly up there as a crow because I’m lazy.
