Page 18 of Right Hand Of The Reaper
I groaned. I hated it when she did that. She knew I could never refuse her when she looked at me like that. “Can I at least cut his dick off or something?”
She laughed and I relaxed a little. Rayne smirked above her head, and I was glad he was also feeling less violent. I didn’t mind violence, but violence with Rayne usually lead to death.
“No. You can’t do that,” she said with a smile.
Rayne ran his hands down her back. “Oh, we see how it is. We can’t take his dick because you want it.”
She blushed and I knew my twin had the right of it. Huh. Didn’t see that coming.
“It’s not like that,” she rushed out and I had to hold back the smile. It wasclearlyexactly like that with this guy, it was just unusual that it happened so fast. When she had started dating that no good, lying, two faced piece of shit vampire, that was after a lot of back and to. They chased each other for ages before she finally gave in but this… whatever this was with the demon it felt instant. Was this fate?
Just a shame the guy seemed to be a bit of a dick. I mean what kind of guy upset someone and then ran away?
Roux reached out and took my hand. “It wasn’t his fault. I was curious about his power, and I asked him to use it on me. It just didn’t go the way he expected.”
“Okay. If you say so. Just be careful.” I wrapped my arms around her, sandwiching her between myself and Rayne. I kissed the top of head, loving the sound of the contented sigh that escaped her beautiful mouth and just took a moment to enjoy the feel of her pressed between us.
Rayne frowned at me over the top of her head. This wasn’t doing either of us any good. She just felt right there. Like she fit. Rayne and I had found this feeling with someone once before, someone who just clicked with us and fit with our unusual dynamic. He was special and perfect and then he’d rejected us. It was safe to say, we couldn’t even bare hearing the guy’s name without a slice of pain cutting through us.
Roux took a deep breath and then broke free of our little cocoon. “Come on, we have to plan for tonight.”
That we did. I loved the club Destiny, but I did not love the Fates. They scared the shit out of me. They looked at you and just kneweverything.And that was terrifying.
I didn’t want to search the Fates out, but I knew Roux wasn’t going to let this go. I admired her determination to help Thane just as much as I hated it. I wanted to surround her in bubble wrap and hide her away from the world to protect her from all the evil in it. I knew she was capable of looking after herself, I just didn’t want her to.
“How do we even get a meeting with the Fates?” she asked as she headed back to her office.
“You ask nicely,” I said as I plopped down on her sofa. Rayne dropped down next to me, his thigh pressing against mine. He needed the connection after the moment with Roux, just like I did.
“Really?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.
“No,” Rayne said, rubbing his chin. “You offer something worth having.”
Roux sat in the armchair opposite and pulled her hair into a messy bun on top of her head. I preferred it down, but that was only because I like to play with it and fantasise about wrapping it around my hand as I fucked her tight little pussy.
Rayne gripped my thigh, picking up on the salacious turn of my thoughts. We could feel what the other felt, so if I was turned on, he was turned on. If he was injured, I’d feel the same thing even though my body wouldn’t show the damage. Twin Hell Hounds were a freak of nature and shouldn’t exist, but Rayne and I shared a soul, meaning that we were two bodies with half a soul each. We were so intrinsically linked, that we couldn’t be without the other. If he died, so would I.
“What do you think I can offer?” Roux asked, a cute pout on her lips.
That was the question and the bit I was looking forward to least of all. The Fates had a way of extracting a price that was higher than the value of the information they were offering. You had to be wary and clever to come out with your soul intact.
Rayne leant forwards. “What about a soul?”
“What?” Roux practically screeched. My thoughts exactly.
“We can’t give them a soul,” I said. “That’s against the law.”
He shrugged and relaxed back into the sofa. “Just a thought.”
“What about a favour?” Roux said slowly. “Something to be taken at a later date?”
“It could work. But it will leave you open to potentially doing something you don’t want to,” I said.
She frowned, her eyes straying over to the window and taking a moment to think. For several minutes I just watched her, enjoying the way she stroked her finger over her bottom lip as she thought. It was like I could see the cogs turning as she worked out what she could afford to give.
“Fuck it,” she said suddenly. “There’s nothing I won’t give for a chance to save Thane. I’ll offer them a favour. Surely a favour from the Grim Reaper is worth some information?”
“Hmm, but remember, if you find Thane, you might not remain the Grim Reaper,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. I didn’t want her to know that this idea terrified me.
