Page 72 of The Magic of Betrayal
And with that, Bram's crazy ass pushed off the ground and we hit the water with a splash.
Anger ignited in my veins like nothing I'd ever felt before and I twisted in the water, trying to find my footing because I was going to lay into him. When I broke free and pushed my soaked hair out of my eyes, taking ragged breaths, Bram was standing there, smirking at me. Fucking smirking.
Bellowing a battle cry, I launched myself at him, his eyes widening with shock a moment before impact.
"Why can't you just leave me alone?" I yelled, pushing him backward and he took it. "You, you fucking kidnapped me! And not some basic witch kind of kidnapping, you took me to another dimension! Who do you think you are? You and my, my...him," I snarled, pulling my fist back and slamming it into his nipple.
My breaths were coming in pants, my blood was sizzling.
"Did you just punch my nipple? Like, deliberately?" Bram cocked his head at me.
"Shut up! I'll punch you in the other one next!" I moved toward him.
Bram shrieked, covering his nipples with his hands as he shouted, "Please, not my beautiful chest raisins!"
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard, you're crazy! Do not touch me, I don't want to be here, don't you get that? Just leave me alone!" I screamed, really picking up volume at the tail end of that demand.
Bram crossed his arms over his chest, clearly unharmed by my attack on his body.
"You're turning pretty red there, Goldie. Can I wash your hair now or are you still having an episode?" he asked, sounding bored of my bullshit. But I was just getting started.
"If you try to touch me, I'm going to squirt shampoo in your eyes, I swear to the stars! You wanted me out of bed? This is what you get. I'm pissed the hell off!" I shouted at him, tears pricking the back of my eyes because I was cursed with being a pissy crier.
"Saige, stop yelling. Get your ass over here, now. We have things to do today and you need to accept that for right now, this is your reality. I've watched you do nothing but cry and sleep for days. Days! It fucking hurts me, too, damn it!" he boomed and I slapped my hands down, splashing water while we faced off, both breathing heavily.
"Don't you try to flip this around on me," I gritted out. He wasn't the victim here.
"Quit. Sulking," he bit out, moving toward me with each word, like a Scottish Highlander coming to claim what was his after a battle, and my thighs clenched. "And stop fucking pretending like you don't feel it. Like you don't feel this," he motioned his finger at the space separating us, "because if you want to keep pretending, well, then that makes you a fucking liar too, princess." He towered over me, looking down his nose into my eyes and I couldn't breathe.
His hand came to the back of my head, fisting my hair and pulling my head back, my neck straining. The only sounds in the large room were our harsh breathing and the gentle lapping of water against the stone sides of the pool.
"Fuc—" my curse was cut off when Bram smashed his lips against mine with brutality and determination. Fireworks detonated in my blood, and before I really processed what was happening, his tongue darted between my lips and I moaned as he stroked my tongue with his. Bram groaned into my mouth, his hard cock pressing against my stomach, letting me know just what he felt for me. My body was on fire, I was furious and sad and turned the hell on.
My nails sank into his shoulders, no doubt leaving marks. Good. All these men thought they could leave their mark on me, and while I may not have any physical representation of those right now, my heart was carved up with their names.
I felt my body shaking, trembling, a pain along my spine that made me wonder if he was digging his fingers into my back, but one was cupping my ass and the other was still tangled up in my hair.What the hell is that pain?Something that sounded like an umbrella snapping open, echoed in the room and my eyes popped open just as Bram's wings exploded from behind him.
Gasping, I pulled back and looked at his face, two black horns rose from his forehead and when I felt something long trailing up the side of my thigh, I knew it was his tail. Holy fuck.
"Oh my gods," I breathed, but before another word could slip through my lips, a quick, sharp pain had my back arching and that snapping sound came again, loud in my ears. A scream left my throat as I glanced back and saw a pair of light green wings.My wings.
"Fucking hell," Bram marveled, staring at me like he was seeing me for the first time.
"Bram?" I whispered, because my voice wasn't strong enough right now for anything louder.
"Yeah, princess?" he answered, still locked in a daze as he stared at me.
"Do I... do I have horns?"
I wanted to check myself, my hands were itching to fly up to my forehead and find out the truth, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
"Yes, princess. You have the most precious, cutest little baby horns I've ever seen in my entire fucking life. Your wings are magnificent. I have never seen any that shade of green before, they're almost like... leaves. Like fairy wings." He stood there, breathless and staring.
Inhaling, I reached back under the water, past my hip and closed my eyes when I felt it. A tail.
Holy moon maidens, I'm a legitimate demon. Full on, all the shit.
"Breathe, Goldie. You're still you, this is who you've always been. It's just manifesting now. Nothing has changed, not really. You shift when you feel strong emotions, it's something I will teach you, okay? That's why I wanted you here, so you can learn. You need to learn."
