Page 34 of Destruction of Two
“My ground?”
“Yeah, this weekend, the five of us should have abonding experience. In the woods. Doing… whatever nature shit it is wolves like to do.”
My eyes narrow and something at the back of my mind says this is a demonic trap preparing me for the bowels of hell. But a logical voice in the front row says he wouldn’t set a trap for someone he cares about.
And Izzy, he fucking cares about her. Even if he can’t stand me. Shit, just him being here is proof enough of how much she’s changed him.
Which is why he’s extending a truce.
A long sigh pushes from my lungs as I glare the demon down. I can physically feel the pressure of her stare against my cold skin. I don’t want to trust him; this all seems vastly out of character for the incubus, and I’m wary but...
“Fine,” I finally grind out.
“Wow, thank you so much. I’m fuckin’ flattered,” Phoenix mocks.
I glare at the side of his fucking face. He thinks I don’t try but I want to slam my fist through his skull every hour on the hour but I refrain and if that’s not trying then I don’t know what is.
“I want to talk to you too,” he nods to Izzy, and she shifts against my chest.
“Okay.” Her voice is steady like I wasn’t minutes away from fucking her a moment ago.
“Dry off and meet me in my bunk,” he rasps in a low voice that sounds deliberately caressing.
She swallows hard and nods to him but he’s slow to push off from the wall.
Jesus Christ. Get out already.
My glare stabs into his back even as he strides out. The door clicks quietly closed behind him.
Finally, we’re alone.
And the water is like fucking ice.
My arms wrap all around her shivering shoulders as I press her perfect curves against me. Enormous stark wings tuck in closer to her back and I hug her even harder.
“Come on, let’s go dry you off,” I whisper against her long, wet hair.
She nuzzles against me and I want to hold her here just because I know things are changing. Things will be different and it terrifies me that it might ruin what we have.
“Thank you,” she says as she presses a slow kiss to the slick panes of my chest.
“For the shower or for something else?”
Her head tips up to me and there’s so much shining depth to her honey eyes. I dive into the darkest part of her gaze and never fully see everything she’s made of.
“For everything,” she whispers.
And then she kisses me. And we spend just a little longer holding on to one another because of the truce that might change us tomorrow.
Thirteen
Phoenix
“What do you mean you force the remnants of blood in your body to your dick for sex?” Syko’s pale eyebrows are so low he looks like he might be permanently confused by Saint’s explanation.
The moment Sasha and Heaven left, real conversations started for Saint and Syko.
The two of them sit on his bunk across from me and I notice how close they’re sitting, how close they’ve become over the last couple of semesters. It’s only been a day but with Iz back, everything feels unexplainably good now. Our dorm room is the nicest room I’ve ever lived in. My friends are the nicest people I’ve ever lived with.My friends... shit I havefriends.
