Page 68 of When Monsters Fight
I was a channel, and there was one thing that always heightened the power.
Arousal.
The Dominion had the relics and Lucifer. I doubted they’d be keeping an eye out for spikes in Morningstar power now.
“Make me feel…something.”
His chest rumbled, and a shiver ran up my spine. “Something.” His hand slipped from my wrist to my throat, curling around my neck in a callused caress, and my breath caught. If I closed my eyes now, I’d imagine it was Shem touching me.
“Do it,” Kabiel said. “Let me give you that much in exchange.”
He guessed what I was thinking, and shame heated my cheeks.
I searched his face, noting the dull almost flatness to his eyes. I wouldn’t use him like that. “Shem is gone, and I don’t need you to keep the memory of him fresh in my mind. His every word, every breath is etched into my heart.”
A soft glimmer filled his eyes. “To have felt that…To have had it…Can I…Can I pretend I have it with you…just for one moment?”
A fist claimed my heart. “Yes. Just for a moment.”
His grip on my throat flexed as he drew me close. My mouth parted on a gasp, and he claimed it, crushing his lips to mine, his free arm wrapping around my waist while he forced me into an arch. His hand around my throat flexed, cutting off my breath then releasing it, leaving me lightheaded yet grounded as he tasted me with deep, rough strokes. For a moment, I forgot the reason for the kiss, able to do nothing but clutch at his shirt as heat rushed up my body.
Need.
Want.
Power.
I opened the channel, and it rushed out to meet him.
He groaned into my mouth, and my pussy throbbed.
No. I didn’t want this. Not now. Not with him. I tore my mouth free, cutting off the connection to him and to the power.
He held me for several beats before allowing his hand to slip from my throat and his arm to unwind from around my waist.
“Thank you.” His tone was rough.
I didn’t look at him. I couldn’t.
My heart hurt, guilt and shame clawing at me. “I…I have to go.”
He didn’t stop me as I hurried from the room and back to the upper floor.
I needed to wipe that kiss from my mind. I needed to wipe the memory from my body.
I needed Bastian.
Chapter 35
BASTIAN
Rue rushes into the room that I’ve claimed for us. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes bright, and my stomach turns because I know that look.
It’s her afterglow.
“Rue, what happened?”
She closes the door and presses her back to it. “I asked Kabiel to kiss me.”
