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Nollix is half Demon.

“You think we’re … in the underworld?”

He nods slowly. Not saying it, but also not refuting it. I guess, in a way, Nollix belongs here and this place accepted that part of him as if it owned him all along.

My father’s vacationing in the underworld. Is this where he’s collecting his souls? Just interfering before they meet their end destination?

“Link’s waiting at the top for us, he’s going to drop a rope for us as soon as he can get one. If you let me help you, I think we could climb out. We’d have to be careful though.”

My brows crease as I stare up at this beautiful man.

“I didn’t come here to be saved, Nollix. I might be a little unstable,” that’s the understatement of the year, “I might be a little lost, but I know why I’m here. I’m here to make a difference. I’m here to find out how much damage my father’s done and how to reverse it.” A pause shakes through my thoughts. “I’m here to kill him once and for all.”

His eyes close slowly before he takes a step back. A couple of feet of dark iron separates him from me now. Quietly, he walks the span of the room. He stands between my father’s desk and a dark cushioned couch.

“We can end this from the surface. There’s absolutely no reason to start a war in the underworld, Vi.” His palms push against his hips as he studies me from across the room.

“If I leave, he’ll leave. The man took up residence in the underworld. If I leave, I’ll never find him again. Not until it’s too late.”

A spasm shakes through his jaw before he pushes his hands down his face.

“You don’t even know what he’s doing here.” He sinks down onto the couch, his legs spread wide. He looks exhausted.

But that doesn’t make me go any easier on him.

“I do know. And I know he’s training Jeriko to do the exact same thing. Think about that for a moment. My father’s insane, but he’s also highly intelligent. Jeriko’s just insane.”

A long and defeated breath leaves his lips.

He stays together so well. He’s been here for me nearly every night, and goddess only knows what he’s done to get here.

All for me.

My steps are sure as I cross the room to him. He watches the sway of my hips with every step I take. When I’m near enough, I drape myself down onto his lap. I poise my center against his, my thighs straddling him. The soft fabric of the couch on either side of his head meets my fingertips as I inch closer to his face.

“Everything is going to be okay.” Never in my life did I think I’d say those words.

But with these men in my life … I believe it entirely.

One way or another, every single thing will be okay.

His fingers dig into my sides as he pulls me closer. My core grinds against his hips as he makes all the space between us disappear.

He takes his time. He draws out the seconds as he angles his mouth just above mine. Every heavy breath I take swirls with his own in the small space between our lips. The darkness of his eyes makes my heartbeat pound hard until I can feel it beating against his own chest.

My lips part and our tongues meet before his lips even seal to mine. My fingers fist through his soft hair and I delve deeper into the sweet taste of him.

I don’t know how Nollix and I got here. How angry glares and teasing touches led to caressing hands and sweet kisses.

But I hope I never leave this place. I hope he holds me here in his arms forever.

Warm palms push from their safe place along my hips. Slow hands sear across my stomach and up my ribs. I arch into his heavy palms until he covers my breasts completely.

Beneath my shirt, his thumbs make slow work of rolling across my nipples as my hips rock against the hardness beneath his jeans. A moan catches in my throat and it seems to snap something inside of him.

He lifts me, my thighs locking in place around his hips. In one quick move, my back is against the soft cushions of the couch.

Quickly, he pulls at the collar of his shirt. It falls to the ground and his hard abdomen meets my smooth stomach as he slams his lips back against mine. His weight shifts over mine, his hips rocking hard as he positions himself between my thighs.