Craving Her

Belial:

Somehow I fear her, but I fear her walking away after I let her in more. If lucifer tells me to leave her, I won't, but will she? Will she choose Lucifer over me if he forces her to choose?

My head lowers, my lips almost against hers as I feel something sharp in my beck.

Roaring, I feel myself shift, turning I face Ethan, his hand holding a knife. I don't even think, I just move, and grab him. My hands getting tighter every second until he moves no more.

I throw his body, feeling the anger rippling through me, he stabbed me!

Turning, I stop, Anais looking up at me, her eyes wide. She steps back, the wall in her way. My hand wraps around her neck, pulling her to me.

"Belial, please don't."

I see tears in her eyes. Lifting her, my body pins hers agaisnt the wall, her legs around my waist.

"Belial, change back, please." I see the fear in her eyes, but I can't. Somehow all the anger turned to lust with one look at her. I pull, ripping the dress from her body, a groan escaping my