Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43609 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“What? Seven years isn’t that long.” Even if I’m not immortal—something I still need to investigate—I’m going to live significantly longer than a human would. Seven years is nothing if it means breaking the bond.
“Here’s a hint, love. If it sounds too good to be true, it almost certainly is.” Wolf leans his head against the back of the couch and closes his eyes. “Azazel says seven years, but he’s not talking about in the mortal realm. He’s talking about in the demon realm. That might mean a few seconds gone here, or it might be a few hundred years. There’s no way to tell, and he’ll lie if you ask him. The way the realms interact when it comes to time passing is one of the few things Azazel’s deals can’t control.”
Panic flickers through me, but I shove it down. “So a few hundred years pass. Who cares? It’s not as if I have any ties to this…realm.” Later, I’ll have a mental breakdown about the fact that there is apparently more than one realm. Right now, compartmentalizing is the name of the game. “You’ll all still be alive.”
“Maybe.” Wolf’s stares intently at the spot where Azazel disappeared. “But if he’s auctioning you off…” He shakes his head. “Malachi would go nuclear. Rylan might be more subtle about it, but he’s not going to let you auction off that pretty pussy for his sake.”
“What about you?” I don’t mean to ask the question. I really don’t. But it’s out in the air between us, and there’s no taking it back.
“What about me?” Wolf grabs one of my thighs and tugs it up and over his lap. He skates his hand up beneath my dress and palms my bare pussy. “I’m a horrible cliché, love. I’m not overly fond of the thought of you fucking any monsters but us.”
“But…” My thoughts scatter as he pushes two fingers into me. “But Wolf.” It’s nearly impossible to focus while he’s slowly fucking me with his fingers, that hungry look on his face, but I give it a valiant effort. “But the bond.”
“Eh.” He pulls his fingers out to spread my wetness up and around my clit. “No matter how much it triggers Rylan, you’re hardly an evil overlord.” He uses his thumb to stroke my clit. “If that ever changes, I’ll kill you myself.”
Chapter 9
Maybe I should find the threat of Wolf killing me terrifying. Wolf is terrifying. Even knowing him such a short time, I’m painfully aware of the fact that he doesn’t bluff. It doesn’t make him more predictable, though. He changes direction as easily as the wind.
Still…
“Promise me.”
He pauses, his dark brows pulling together. “What?”
“Promise me that you’ll kill me if I try to abuse the bond.”
He lets loose one of those mad laughs that I’ve come to enjoy so much. “No. I don’t make promises I don’t intend to keep.”
“But—”
“What if you abuse the bond on accident, baby seraph?” He goes back to slowly fucking me with his fingers, his thumb playing across my clit. “It would be a shame if I had to rip out your throat because of an ill-worded promise. Malachi would never forgive me.”
“Can’t have that,” I say faintly.
“Now you get the idea.” He topples me back onto the couch and settles between my thighs. “Ah, this brings back memories.”
From the first time we met. I try to glare, but it’s half-hearted at best. “You mean when you held me down and drank my blood a few minutes after meeting me?”
Wolf chuckles. “You mean when Malachi extended guest privileges and it infuriated you so much, you welcomed my bite and the ensuing orgasm.”
He has me there. I was furious. “You would have fucked me then if I gave you half a chance.”
“Of course.” He lifts himself off me enough to undo his pants and work them down his hips. “Just like I’m going to fuck you now. For old times’ sake.”
“Uh huh.”
He tugs down my sundress, baring my breasts. “You really are exquisite, love. Perfect breasts. A pussy that’s enough to have a partner willing to cage you for eternity.” He palms my breasts, lingering over my nipples. “The demon deal is off the table.”
“You don’t get to make that decision.” I arch into his palms. It feels good, but it’s nowhere near enough. “I need you.”
Wolf wraps a fist around his cock and guides it to my entrance. “This is exactly why. Do you know what kind of monsters they have in the demon realm, love?”
“I didn’t know the demon realm existed until an hour ago.”
His laugh is a little strained. He’s moving slowly, teasing me, sinking inch by inch deeper. “They make us vampires look like house cats. They’ll get one taste, one touch of this pussy, and they’ll chain you up and never let you go.”