Page 36 of The Magic of Revenge
“Yeah, that’s not happening. You two lied to me for years about what was really going on with Radical. You”—I pointed at Bram—“pretended to be a completely different person. So excuse the fuck out of me if I don’t want to walk out of this room.” Had everyone gone completely mad when I was out of it? For fuck’s sake.
“Guppy, hey, look,” Saige said, taking my face between her hands. “I’m not scared. I’m worried. About you. Please go eat. You’ll be right down the hall if I need you, okay?” I took a deep breath and froze when feelings of calm and reassurance flooded my senses. The sensation was unlike any I’d had before when I picked up on emotions. This was stronger, more potent. My gaze bored into hers and a tiny smile tugged at her mouth.
“I can sense your emotions,” I gasped, and she tilted her head slightly, her small smile expanding. My breath was stolen when the next wave hit me, this one was all-encompassing, knock you on your ass, split your soul in half, love.
“I love you so much, Fischer,” she whispered, pulling my face closer.
“Gods, I’m the luckiest son of a bitch in this room,” I replied, taking her mouth in a searing kiss that branded my love for her on those perfect pouty lips. The moment was broken when someone started slow clapping. Narrowing my eyes at the culprit, I flipped him off behind Saige’s back.
“You hurt her, I’ll kill you,” I warned him as I turned and stalked down the hall towards the kitchen. Faris rolled his eyes at me and Bette fanned herself when I met her gaze.
“What?” she snapped. “There’s so much big peen energy in this teeny, tiny hallway right now it’s practically choking me!”
Faris cackled and Bram let out a loud laugh.
“Gran, go to the kitchen with them. We’ll be there shortly,” Saige instructed, before turning back to that deviant blood lover.
“Someone needs to explain to me where the others are and what we’re planning to do about it,” I said to Khol and Bette as we headed for the kitchen. They both nodded and shared a look that screamed of excitement.
Well, this should be interesting.My stomach dropped as a pair of ice blue eyes flashed in my head.Sloane, I’m coming for you.
Sweet moon maidens. What a fucking day. My inner thighs were still trembling from the blanket fort/fuck nest sextivities with Bram. My heart was thundering in my chest at the fact that Fischer, my Guppy, was alive and okay. There was so much to discuss, together, that the entire conversation seemed daunting. Fuck, I hadn’t even told Fischer yet that I was half demon and could shift.
And then there was the mage who was staring me down with glittering eyes and sharp fangs, who had the exact same face as Fischer. His eyes though, those were a couple of shades darker than Fish’s honey oaks. I found myself intrigued but also confused.Who wouldn’t be?
“Come on, Firefly. You don’t need to look at me like I’m a stranger,” Faris said with a flashing smile that had my heart racing.
“So, when he was calling me Firefly, that was actually you?” I asked, needing to make some kind of sense of this madness. My mind briefly flashed back to the night that Fischer and I had slept together, the way he’d fucked me hard and made me scream. How his eyes had flickered between light and dark, how he’d called me sweetheart and Firefly interchangeably. Then that would mean…
“Ah, yes,” he smirked. “We shared you that night. You kept calling out for me, wanting my brother to let himself go. He can be quite uptight at times. Though, I really cannot wait to see Sloane’s fucking face when he sees me. That domineering fuck will never best me again, I promise you that,” he spat the words, as if the thought of Sloane soured his entire being.
“And what of your hunger? Your desire for blood? How does it work?” Bram asked, getting to the point.
Faris shrugged. “Bro, I went without a body for thirty years. How the fuck am I supposed to know how it works? All I do know is that the two of you smell delicious.”
“Why us?” I wondered aloud.
“Well, Firefly, I’d assume it has something to do with the fact that your magic is what brought Fischer back, right? Your magic was the first thing I felt when I was waking up, so I’m probably linked to you. As far as the sexy ginger giant...” He paused, letting his eyes trail up and down Bram’s body with interest and I giggled as the demon’s cheeks flared with heat. “It’s probably because the two of you are mated now. You smell like sex and candy.”
I looked to Bram, who had a confused look on his face. Was it because Faris was hitting on him? Or the situation in general?
“Okay. Well, don’t take too much.” I moved my hair and revealed my neck. Bram instantly snapped back to reality and tugged me against his side in a protective gesture.
“I don’t fucking think so, Goldie girl. We don’t know anything about this mage or his affinity. He could harm you,” Bram explained, his hold on me tightening as he gave me a look that said not to argue with him.
I live to argue with men.Why, moon maidens, must you curse me so?
“And it’s my neck, my blood, my choice. He’s right, I did this. But…” I stared into Faris’ eyes, the hairs on the back of my neck starting to rise with awareness. “He’s bonded to me. I can feel it. Fischer, too.” It was hard to describe, but there was a current between us. Much like the one I felt with Kai and now Bram. These men were mine.
“I’d never harm you, unless you asked me to, Firefly. Though, I may wreck your pussy.” He smiled wolfishly and I rolled my eyes when Bram coughed a laugh. “Gods, I’ve wanted to say that to a woman for years. Mr. Calm and Collected always shut it down.” He huffed and threw up his arms. “Right then... Let me drink and then I’m going to go take a shower and swing my cock around. Thank you, Firefly. You’ve given me a body, a voice, and a real-life cock that I plan to wield as a weapon. A flesh sword. A man—”
“Okay,” I laughed but then felt a flutter of nerves in my stomach.Was it going to hurt? Would I like it? Time to bite the weenie.“Bite me so we can get the others back as soon as possible. There’s a lot to do today, Viper.” I don’t know why I blurted the name out. He just reminded me of a viper with the way he could be so still you’d forget he was in the room and then in a flash, he was right there. Beautiful and deadly.
I blinked and Faris had me in his arms, twisting us so that I was pressed against the wall. He’d braced one arm above my head, his other hand resting on my exposed throat. His body was flush against mine and I sucked in a deep breath, attempting to calm my heart.
“Sweet Firefly,” Faris whispered, leaning his face down to my ear. When he spoke, his breath hit my skin which sent heat straight to my core. “I owe you a debt. For the rest of my life, I will be faithful to you, loyal, and protective. I will cut down any man, woman, or beast that wrongs you or attempts to steal you away. You have my word. I’ll be your viper.” His voice soothed my nerves and the sincerity of his words made my eyes sting with the unexpected rush of emotion.
I could scarcely breathe with the effect his vow was having on me. The way his bottomless eyes stared into mine like he was daring me to look away, to challenge the validity of his promise. I wouldn’t though, even if I could’ve found my voice, there was nothing to doubt. He meant every fucking word. And when I felt his lips brush my neck, my knees nearly gave out. His laughter rumbled in his chest and then his tongue was there, licking a hot, wet line of seduction. Without warning, a sharp pain pierced my skin and I whined as he groaned.
