Page 73 of The Female

“Take her home,” Silas orders, removing his thigh from between hers. “I’ll get Aziel to the pits.”

She cries as the pressure vanishes, and I hurry my footsteps, only to break out into a full sprint when Aziel abruptly stills. I attempt to teleport to her, but I’m too slow and by the time I make it to Silas, she and Aziel are gone.

Double Fuck.

“I’ll check home,” I shout, traveling home a second later.

I don’t wait for Silas’s response, but I know he will be searching the pits for the pair. Those are the only two places Aziel would go.

A demon overcome with wrath is typically unpredictable, but Aziel is a creature of habit.

The two consecutive teleports take a lot out of me, but I refuse to rest as the sitting room materializes around me. I hold my breath and listen, relieved when I hear two heartbeats upstairs.

Aziel has taken Charlie to his bedroom.

My legs feel like gelatin as I force myself upstairs and into his room. The door smacks against the wall, and Aziel is on me in a heartbeat.

“Go away,” he spits, his fist making painful contact with my cheek.

I stumble backward and swallow a mouthful of blood. Where’s Charlie? I can hear and smell her, but Aziel is blocking my view.

Aziel’s lips curl as he pins me against the wall and brings his lips to my ear.

“Hurt my female again, and I’ll kill you.”

I freeze, every muscle in my body going rigid.Hisfemale? What?

I know he has feelings for her, a childish crush stemming from her dislike for him, but I didn’t realize he had begun to think of her ashis. Charlie lets out a pained groan, and in a panic, I lift my knee and slam it into Aziel’s balls.

He can’t be near her when he’s this out of control. He’ll hurt her.

Aziel hisses, his grip tightening on my shoulders before his head smashes into my nose. The bone cracks, and an immediate headache forms as he follows that up with another hard punch to my temple.

Shit, that hurts.

“Fuck you,” I spit, desperately trying to keep his attention on me.

Charlie will be in pain for hours until the effects of the incubi lust wear off, and the only way to end it now is through touch. It’ll be a cold day in hell before I let Aziel touch her.

He’s going to hurt her. The oversized, inexperienced fucking brute is going to break my female and I’ll be damned if I sit idly by and watch it happen.

In a fit of desperation, I muster up every bit of lust I have and push it out. Charlie’s cries amplify as it hits her, but I don’t have the capacity to worry about that as I reach down and grab Aziel’s dick.

He never lets me touch him outside his dreams, but it’s worth a shot. He’s already hard, and the knowledge that he was ready before I tried to lure him has red-hot anger pulsing through my veins.

Was he planning on taking Charlie after he had beaten me? Is he that fucking blinded by his wrath that he was willing to rape my female?

Fear for Charlie has me dropping to my knees, my hands shaky as I grab at and try to remove Aziel’s pants.

He shoves me away with a scoff, his rage stronger than my lust. I try again to distract him, my bloody body trembling as I practically crawl after him. He turns away without a second glance, his attention turning to Charlie.

She’s lying on his bed, her body curled in on itself as she buries her face in her knees and sobs. I scream every insult I can think of as he approaches her, hoping it lures him back to me. It doesn’t, and my knees wobble underneath me as I struggle to get my footing.

Aziel rolls her onto her back. She reaches for his arms and curls her fingers around his biceps, my female desperate for touch and not caring who it comes from.

The Wrath continues to try to determine her source of pain as I approach. He hovers over her in a way that has me nervous, his body caging hers against the mattress. My panic continues to build as I watch him stroke her cheek.

He’s either unaware of or doesn’t care about my presence as I crawl on the bed and shove at his side. He doesn’t move.

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