Page 77 of Sweet Violence
"GH?" I asked, frowning and trying to think if I'd met anyone whose name began with G.
X edged past me to get a closer look at the letters, swiping his finger through the trails of blood before I could stop him. He sucked the blood off his finger and made a hmm of contemplation.
"Human."
"Do I want to know how you know what human blood tastes like?" I asked, ignoring my hypocrisy. I'd done the same thing with the blood in their back garden. Happily, it had been goat.
"I was wild in my youth," X replied, licking his rosy lips. "Can I taste yours?"
"Only if someone stabs me; I'd prefer to keep all my blood on the inside if at all possible."
"Great hall," Joseph said abruptly, his eyes brightening with understanding. "GH. Great hall. It's a meeting place."
"Ohhhh. So we're going, right?"
X shook his head, lilac hair whipping the tiny spade inked on his cheek. "Play it cool; ignore the first invitation."
"But we could find out who's working with Eidolon," I argued, moving over to the bed—thankfully unbloody—and sinking onto the edge. Ugggghhhh, my body hurt.Thanks a lot, Drill Bastard."We can catch them, kill them, and never have to do another training routine again in our entire lives."
"Sore, little morsel?" X asked, his eyes softening as he crawled onto the bed beside me. "Where hurts the worst?"
"My arms and legs," I groaned.
"Lay back."
"I'm not in the mood for sex, X," I sighed, but laid on the bed and groaned when he set his hands to my calves, lifting them onto his lap to massage them.
"I know, Av. I can sense your needs better than you know them. Let me take care of you. You're tense enough to snap."
He was right. "Sorry. Thanks."
"What do you want to eat, sweetness?" Joseph asked, kneeling in front of the bed to kiss me gently. "Name anything and I'll find it for you."
I was starting to sense Joseph's love language was food. Well, that and cuddles. I was always down for either.
Good job, babygirl,Dev said, apparently catching up with everything we found. I wondered what had kept him busy when we found the message. My guess was paperwork or murder; being the devil included a decent amount of both.Kill whoever you want whenever you decide it's the right time. Just make sure you save a couple for Taj.
For Taj…?
I tried to crush the jealousy that rose and failed miserably.
For him to torture,Dev said in a rumbling laugh.It's his speciality.
My body flashed hot. Oh, this was worse than being jealous. I wanted the jealousy back.
"Anything we should know about, little morsel?" X purred, pushing his thumbs into a tender spot in my thigh and massaging the ache, making me groan loudly.
"Nope. Nothing."
Nothing except Taj's speciality was torture and the thought made me very,veryhot.
Let me know when it's done, and I'll send someone to clean up the mess.
I smiled, and let a little fantasy play across my mind, my eyes closing.
Not watching Taj torture, but having my own cruel fun. I knew exactly who I was starting with—the drill bastard who made my body hurt so much.
I fell asleep with that comforting scene filling my thoughts.
