Page 113 of Vipers and Vendettas
With that, I stride from the room with my head held high, not covering my body nor even looking at Daemon when I meet him in the hall. I force him to either move out of my way or be plowed into, and he chooses to sidestep. He smacks his shoulder hard into the wall.
I laugh low.
‘If you’d like to apologize for what you did in the club, you may,’ I call behind me and grin darkly when I hear him follow me without hesitation.
I let him into my room without a word, hushing him when he attempts to speak.
‘No,’ I say, ‘No words. Youshowme you’re sorry, demon.’
I lead a very dazed-looking Daemon to my bed.
‘Pleasure me. Make me come,’ I order. ‘I’ll let you decide how.’
I’m on my back with my legs over his shoulders within two seconds. He parts my lower lips with his thumbs and spreads me wide. I preen as he stares at my folds and sighs as if there’s nowhere he’d rather be.
His tongue flicks out and changes as I watch, from pink, human, and small to black, thick, and forked. He flicks it hard, whipping my clit and making me jump with a small cry. His eyes find mine for a second, and then he grins and does it again. Pain and pleasure make me tense with a moaned ‘more’, but he just continues to lash my clit with his tongue until it’s so raw and sensitive that my hips are practically flying off the bed with the need to be filled by him.
I wrap my legs around him, not letting him up until he gives me what I want, and then he does, his tongue sliding inside me, thick and hot and in just the right spot, while his fingers tease my clit hard and fast. I scream as my body tenses, and I squirt hard all over his face as he laps at me with the fervor of a man dying of thirst. I fall back onto the bed and release my legs from around him so that he can move and probably fuck me as they usually do after I’ve found my pleasure. But he stays exactly where he is, leisurely licking me, cleaning me with his tongue.
I let out a sigh of contentment and realize I was able to feed simply from how much he enjoyed pleasuring me.
‘Apology accepted,’ I whisper as I close my eyes.
ChapterFifteen
Axel
The snow is already deep and still coming down hard as I walk up to the maze. The sky is bright but grey. It reminds me of the last realm I was hunting monsters on, and I consider that for a moment as I approach the start of the hedges.
If Jules hadn’t come back, I’d probably either still be taking those kinds of jobs, or I’d be dead by now. It’s only been a few days but already it feels like a lifetime ago.
I go into the maze without any problems, not that I expect any. The maze takes an instant dislike to many who enter it, but me it seems to ignore completely, and I’ll take it if the alternative is whatever it did to Iron that time or all the others who’ve disappeared within its confines.
I hear Jules talking in low tones and follow the sound, freezing when I come upon her and a fucking hellhound. Its eyes glint red as it looks at me, and I curse Jayce and Krase, who told me she was out here with sly grins on their faces but didn’t mentionthis.
She looks over her shoulder when she notices the beast’s attention isn’t on her and gives me a wan smile.
‘He’s my friend,’ she says quickly, and I see a little fear in her eyes. ‘Fluffy.’
‘Fluffy?’ I ask.
‘Yeah, it’s not as clever as Siggy, but I think it works,’ she says as she wraps the creature’s paw in a white bandage.
‘That thing is a fucking killer,’ I say, but I don’t make a move towards them.
‘So was Siggy, and I’m alive because of her,’ she says without missing a beat.
‘That’s true,’ I allow. ‘So, what is it doing in the maze?’
She shrugs. ‘He was hurt, so Iron helped me bring him here to recuperate.’
‘Iron helped?’ I take a deep breath, wondering if Maddox knows about this. ‘Julia,’ I say, ‘I know that it was tough when you lost Siggy, but is this really the right sort of?—’
‘Maddox knows,’ she says quickly. ‘He doesn’t like it, but he understands that Fluffy is important to me.’ She stands up and looks directly at me. ‘Look, you aren’t going to …’ she glances at the hound anxiously, ‘do what you do, are you?’
‘Do what I do?’ I ask with a small frown.
‘Yeah, you know, your job with dangerous creatures?’
