I had been failing to study for over twenty minutes before I finally gave up. Demetri shifted on the couch next to me, and the temptation to look down to see if he was turned on by the couple fucking on the large flat-screen TV was too hard to resist. He had remained silent, but it was the loud moaning and groaning that could now be heard, even with my headphones in, that was distracting.
A quick flick of my eyes over to the man next to me confirmed that his were locked on the screen, only his eyebrows were pulled together. Would it be an invasion of his privacy if I were to take a quick peek? As the person that he was trying to convince to be his mate, I think that entitled me a small look to see what he was offering.
If I were trying to get a guy to be with me, I would dress to extenuate my features in hopes of him seeing something he liked. Maybe a low-cut shirt or a tight pair of jeans just to give him something to look at that he would want to think about when I
"Tell me, Demetri," I turned, pulling my leg onto the couch between us. "How exactly would that go?"He tilted his head back with a devious smile on his face. His eyelids relaxed as he stared at me with excitement. "You want to hear all of the ways that I can make you scream, little witch?"The deepness of his voice with the softness of his whisper made me swallow hard. The sound of the two strangers fucking on the television did nothing to help the way he was making me feel. My thighs pressed together at the open invitation in his tone.He made it clear a week ago that he wanted to mate with me. What that entailed, I wasn't sure, but a little harmless fun couldn't hurt… unless he liked pain. He was a demon, after all.My lips parted as I tried to think of a way to answer without destroying the mood. I needed a release after the stressful past few months, but I wasn't sure this was the best way to go about it. If I tried to pick someone up at a bar
The feeling of being touched, stroked, and gripped in multiple places at once was a new sensation. One that would take time to get used to. Somehow he seemed to control the air, bending it to his will into warm hands, to touch more of me without it being overwhelming. Without feeling like there was more than just the two of us. I would honestly be able to say that I wasn't disappointed by the development. Nothing was left out. As he continued to pepper my neck with kisses while his fingers pumped in and out of me, he was also able to stimulate my nipples and grab my ass. It was incredible. I felt myself building, my nails planting firmly into his shoulders. It had to have been the fastest I had ever gotten off, but then he stopped, and my eyes popped open. "Do you feel that? The way that your body yearns for me. The way your magic calls out to mine. This is more than the bond." He slowly began to pump in and out of me again, just enough to keep me on edge, but not enough to distrac
It wasn't uncomfortable after, nor was it the same as before. After I cleaned his cum from my stomach and slipped into some new clothes, we returned to the couch in silence. I turned on the television, thankful that the television guide was what pulled back up instead of the website we had been watching before. I don't think I was ready to handle that so soon after what we had just done.The blanket of sexual tension between us only seemed to grow thicker until I could no longer focus on the show playing in front of us.I was wildly sore from his large size while he sat next to me hard as Hell, ready to go another round. It was obvious that when we got to that 'next time' that he promised, it wouldn't just be one and done. I had a feeling he was more of an all-night kind of demon. I wasn't even sure if I wanted tonight to be over so soon myself.I felt like I had just gotten a taste of him, and I was ready for the entrée.My fingers ran over the couch cushion next to me, feeling holes
Seraphina's P.O.V. Demetri was otherworldly in every sense of the word. He owned and possessed my body in ways that I couldn't have imagined before I let him have his way with me… and he did have his way with me. I was weak to his every demand and want. He wasn't lying when he had said that it was more than just an attraction, more than the bond. It felt separate from that. It was like I was tethered to him from the casting that brought him here. I could feel the yarn-like pull between us anytime we got too far away from one another. But, that was it. There were no emotions or feelings. Yet with every day that passed, I felt him more and more. Separate from the thread keeping us together was a primal need to fuck him until he couldn't remember the feel of any other before me. It was like a drug pumping through my veins, blurring all other thoughts and making it so I was only able to focus and think about him when he was near. It didn't help that he made me laugh, and I was startin
Seraphina's P.O.V. The revelation that one of the major women in my life growing up had killed my parents, sent me into a spiral. It wasn't until I threw my coffee cup at the wall and all of the cabinets in my kitchen flew open that I realized I needed to calm down. I still had no control over this new power that I was suddenly gifted with, but I had at least connected the fact that I didn't have them until I had stepped foot into the attic. It helped me understand that room was the heart of the house. It was what had lifted the block on my magic, and somewhere in there, it held the answers that I was looking for. So, I did what I had been doing for the past week. I went upstairs and locked myself in the mysterious room. Demetri did not seem happy that I had closed the door this time, but I needed to be alone. He was a distraction enough, and I didn't need to add the confusion brought on by last night into the mix. I felt the pull to him tighten like the string on a violin as he wa
Demetri was tense for the rest of the evening. I couldn't tell if he was on alert because he was waiting for a real threat to make itself known or if he was angry at me. It would be understandable if he was. I had yelled at him and had more than likely made him feel unwelcome.It took me a short bit to calm down, but once I did, I saw his point of view. That didn't mean that I agreed with his actions. But, how can I be mad at him for trying to keep me safe? I didn't tell him it was time for my weekly meal delivery, and I sure as hell didn't tell him that I had all of my visitors go to the side door since I was still unable to get myself to enter the foyer to use the front door after what I had witnessed in there.Those memories haunted me day in and out.It was understandable for someone who thought there was a threat to take action to defend themselves. If I died, he died too. That was what he had said, and anyone in that situation would take it seriously.Demetri stood alert by the
The darkness was all-consuming. Blood-curdling screams rang through the vast openness before fading away into the empty space around me. Goosebumps rose to the surface of my skin, and the little hairs on my body raised tall as if I were surrounded by static. It didn't matter where I turned or how much I squinted my eyes. I was trapped in the darkness. I knew I wasn't alone by the sounds of torture surrounding me, but I would rather be alone than be party to what they were doing. "Seraphina," My mother's voice whispered out softly. Yet, it seemed to be louder than the mind-piercing screams around me. "My girl." My head snapped around in an attempt to locate the source, but I could see nothing. "Mom?" I called out, hoping with everything in me that she was safe. "Mom, I'm right here!" The ground beneath my feet felt rough and jagged as it dug into the bare flesh. I could smell her perfume surrounding me, I could hear the even breathing of someone near me, but I could see nothing. "Y
I left Demetri in bed that morning and snuck downstairs to the living room with a steaming cup of over-sweetened coffee. Being in his arms after such a horrendous nightmare went from comforting to terrifying. How could I seek comfort from someone who ran a circle of Hell? He was a demon.Granted, one who was pulling my walls down brick by brick, but a Demon no less. Was it wrong of me to judge him based on the horror stories I've heard or seen in paranormal movies?They didn't paint a particularly trusting and happy picture. It was always hauntings and death.My head turned to the side, and I glanced at the doorway that lead to the front of the house. Eventually, I would need to get over my fear of that room. It wasn't like their bodies were still there, and all of the blood had been cleaned up. It was just an empty room now.But, perhaps it was why I had that nightmare. My therapist had pushed and pushed for me to go back to where I had found the bodies. She wanted me to confront my
One Month Later"I'm sorry it didn't work," Meredith said from the seat next to me as I stared out the window, watching the passing desert to the side as we sped down the highway. "We'll find another way."We had tried everything short of digging a hole down to the underworld. A séance had fallen flat with a minor demon coming through instead, trying to have a little fun in the world of the living, only for them to immediately regret it when both Meredith and I put them in their place and shut the connection on them."It's okay. If he wanted to, he would have come back by now, at least to visit. Shit, he could have even sent Akuji to give me a message, but no. There has been nothing. Maybe I should just let it go." Meredith reached over and grabbed my hand, squeezing it."You can still try summoning him back." She offered, but I shook my head quickly."And risk either binding a different demon to me or end up forcing a man back into my life who doesn't want to be a part of it, to begi
Demetri's P.O.V.I groaned as I rolled over, feeling the heat of the sun on my bare back. Flashes of red with a large man towering over me came to mind. I watched as he smiled, the long pointed teeth seeming familiar but still unsettling to me. The large horns on his head were unlike anything that I had ever imagined."You wish to return?" He said his voice like a multilayered growl. I bowed my head respectfully as he stared down at me with amusement."Yes, Sire.""You have fallen in love with a human? That makes you useless to me." I held my head down as his voice grew louder, signaling that he was getting closer. It didn't matter how powerful I was. He was stronger than anything to be found in any realm.I could feel my magic pulsing beneath my skin as he drew near.Suddenly, a large splash of cold liquid doused my body, and I sputtered as I spit the mud from my mouth."Is he drunk?" A soft voice asked as I rubbed my hand over my face, trying to remember what I had been dreaming abo
Demetri's P.O.V. I couldn't say what I was feeling when I was ripped away from my mate and brought back to the home I had come to peace with never seeing again. It was true that I had missed my home, but as I was being torn away from Seraphina, I knew I would give my home up in a heartbeat for a life with her in it. I had fallen to my knees in the barren field that surrounded my castle. The loose dirt shifted beneath my weight as I realized that I couldn't help her. Time worked differently here. There was no way of saying if she was still in battle, if it was months later, or if she was even still alive. I could go to her, and visit the human realm again, but it would take time. By the guards quickly surrounding me, I knew I would be stuck here for the foreseeable future. There was no escaping notice now. "Your highness! You've returned!" One of the guards stated. The obvious announcement sent frustration through me. My wings broke free from my back as I took my true form. My nail
I moved slowly, keeping my hands down at my sides until I took my seat. He remained outside the room until I placed my hands, palm down, on the metal tabletop. After a moment, he came in and joined me, his watchful gaze staying down on my hands."I brought you some blueberry muffins. I hope you like that flavor. If not, I can bring you something else later." Even though he didn't respond, I still felt hope since he was willing to sit down and hear me out. "Detective, you saved my life, and I am eternally grateful for that. I don't know how to repay you, and I know nothing will be equal to the debt that I now owe you, but I will do my best to try."He looked quickly up from my hands to my face before back down again. "I like blueberry." He mumbled beneath his breath, and I let out a sigh of relief."They told me your kids have been coming to visit. I didn't know you had kids. How old are they?" His shoulders dropped slightly, and I could see him relaxing as he thought of his family. I
The hallway she brought me down was eerie and off-putting. The white walls were bare, and the off-white laminate flooring was scuffed and dirty. We passed several doors, but no people. I continued forward. My anxiety got significantly worse when a man in a lab coat rounded the corner ahead of us before turning off into one of the rooms, only for me to discover it was an office as we walked past. It made sense that they wouldn't keep their patients in the front of the building, but the fact that they had to keep them here against their will at all made me feel nauseous. "Is Detective Sullivan doing okay today?" I asked, and the woman looked over her shoulder at me with a small smile. There was a tightness in the corner of her eyes that told me I wouldn't be able to take her words at face value. "He hasn't been here long but is doing a little better every day." She lifted her hand, gesturing me to turn to the right as we reached the end of the hallway. There was another door we had to
It was amazing how quickly I recovered. Meredith had brought me a thermos of tea every day until I was released from the hospital. The medical staff was in shock at how quickly I had been able to heal, and I hadn't looked back since.It had only been a few days, but if I had my way, I would never be in a hospital again… unless I had kids. But, even considering the possibility of that with anyone other than Demetri made me uncomfortable. I still hadn't heard from him, much to my displeasure.While settling in back at home, and hanging out with Meredith as we tried to find something in her family's collection of books that would inform us how to find the way to Hell, my mind kept getting pulled in another direction.There was still something that I had to do. The guilt was eating away at me, especially after watching the news clip on it.When Meredith pulled it up, she thought it was hilarious. I had to agree, but as the one who was involved and probably did that to him, it wasn't funny
I don't remember much of what happened next. It wasn't until several days later that I woke up in the hospital. Detective Thompson came down to get my statement shortly after I woke up, and thankfully, Kendra joined him. I had no idea what I should or shouldn't say, so I kept it simple.I explained that she admitted to killing everyone, including my grandparents, and had broken into my house, intending to finish me off. Each time I tried to ask about Sullivan, Thompson redirected me, refusing to provide me with any information.The empty hospital room was cold and unwelcoming. People kept coming in and out, poking and prodding at my surgery sight, tilting me from one side to the other every hour or two, or giving me pain meds. They never let me sleep. Then, they would send some peppy bitch in to ask me how I had slept the next morning.I was ready to rip her throat out. All I wanted was to be left alone, so I could sleep and cry in peace. It wasn't just the trauma of the situation. I
I struggled to get to my feet, my eyes meeting Detective Sullivan's as he lay on the ground. I wasn't sure if he was in shock, playing dead, or if he was actually dead. All I knew was that I needed to get far enough away from Isla that I could come up with a plan without her being able to hit me.The sound of the scuffle behind me made me pause, and I knew I couldn't just leave Demetri there. He was my mate. I loved him, and I would be damned if I let her take him from me without a fight.As I spun on my heels, there was a loud crash, and I looked up in horror to see she had thrown Demetri against the side of the house. The surface cracked and caved in from the impact. He flopped onto the ground, limp and unmoving. Instead of a scream of horror, a shriek of rage bubbled up. Isla looked over at me, a look of satisfaction on her face. I lifted my hands, but she flicked her wrist in my direction, and I collapsed to my knees before falling to the side.The pain was significantly worse thi
"Ms. Hastings, I'm going to need you to come with me." Detective Sullivan stated. The disgust on his face was evident as he stared at her, never taking his eyes away as he began to move his hand behind his back. "I am so sick of you worthless humans trying to stick your nose where it doesn't belong!" Isla screeched before throwing her arm to the side, releasing a burst of magic. Detective Sullivan had a brief moment where he looked startled before the blast hit him. He flew through the air, flipping multiple times before he landed on his stomach on the hard ground. My hand flew up to cover my mouth in shock and terror when he did not move. His eyes remained closed, and I could see blood running down the side of his face. "What is wrong with you?" I screamed. "Oh, shut up! You're next!" Isla turned to Demetri and me. He immediately stepped forward, so he could try and block any incoming attacks, causing Isla to smirk. "If you know what I am, then you know I am a king. If you touch