"Tell me what I want to know and I'll make it better for you," His voice was rough and guttural as if he was in as much pain as I was. I wanted to stop his pain, but he wouldn't stop talking. "Who do you work for?"
I blinked, my mind going blank...I was supposed to remember something and yet I wanted his cock more than anything else in the entire world. I opened my mouth and closed it a few times like a fish gasping for breath outside of its tank.
"What's your name?" He asked when I didn't reply.
"Who the fuck cares? I hurt," I pulled my hand away from his only to grab it back and push it towards my wetness, "Down here."
He growled hungrily, but yanked his hand away. His eyes narrowed as if he was trying to figure something out. That nagging feeling inside my mind comes back with a vengeance. Itching against my scalp and then going deeper.
My lip quivered from the pain inside my head at the force of the pull to listen to the white noise blaring inside my mind. I tilted my head as I focused my gaze on his full mouth. I leaned closer needing to taste them again and he lets me.
He groaned as I caressed his lips with my tongue, nipping at his lip between my teeth teasingly before pushing my tongue inside his mouth seductively. His hands lifted from where he had allowed them to drop and grabbed the back of my head, bending my neck back to allow him more access. I moaned against him, allowing him to open my jaw until it's was as far as it would go for his hungry mouth. His tongue stroking mine, relentlessly.
And then it hit me...coming back with the force of a truck hitting a wall at sixty miles an hour. Enemy. Fae. Adam. Torture.
Three
I came alive like a lightning bolt. I pushed away from him, falling to the floor with a bone-jarring thud that woke me up better than the cold bucket of water I had tossed in my face earlier did. I was on my feet and backing away from the two deadly creatures who stood shocked that I'd been able to move at all.
I was pretty sure that it was the shock that kept them from attacking. I pulled the anger that had been hiding inside of me, along with Adam's into my mind and pushed it out of my body in a solid wave clearing the room of the Demons oily magic, until mine was the only magic inside the room.
I allowed the magic to run through me riotously and seductively. My mouth opened and whispered a binding spell. Hate and fear made for hasty decisions. I needed something that could get me and Adam out of this alive. The Dark Prince wouldn’t know what hit him.
In the seconds that it took for them to understand what I was doing, the door behind them was thrown open and Alden suddenly was there in front of the Dark Prince. I was beyond hearing. Everything inside the room was silent inside my head. I'd evaporated it with the blood from my lips where I had bitten down into them for the blood needed for the spell.
I said the words sealing us together, I and the Dark Prince. If he killed me, he'd follow my fate. Everything was moving in slow motion. The horrified look on the Warlock's face as he stood in front of the Prince as if to guard him from what was coming gave me pause.
I could hear my own heartbeat. It was the only sound inside my head. I inhaled readying the words to take us both out, but something grabbed me from behind and took me to the floor before I could say them.
Adam was shouting against my ear but he sounded far away, distorted. He'd been in chains only moments ago, how the hell had he gotten loose and why had he stopped me? He had taken me to the floor and before I could understand it was him, I'd attacked. Sound came back with deafening roar of violent voices all cursing. Alden was screaming at me to cease, Adam was cursing, now as confused as I was but he'd connected something I hadn't.
Or he better have since he'd knocked me flat on my ass...and into a pile of ash that had once been Chandra. I watched as Alden said something to the Fae and then the Demon only for all three to turn as one and look at me. I fought to get my breathing under control. The feel of his searing kiss was still lingering upon my lips.
I turned narrowed eyes back at the three men wondering what the fuck was going on. Alden was from the Guild—My Guild, he was the leader of the Eastern Section of Washington State. He'd basically been a father figure to the orphans that came to us....which had included me up until a few years ago when Adam, Larissa and I had moved out of the Guild complex into apartments of our own in the same building.
Alden stood with his gentle blue eyes narrowed on me, his thick brown hair was streaked with grey and instead of it making him look older as it should have; it just made him look intelligent. He wore the Guild leaders crimson robe over black slacks. He didn’t look a day over thirty five, but I knew different.